"Please, Lady Rosaria. You have to trust me," she said again and this time she dropped to her knees as she gripped the helm of my dress. "P-please!" It was desperation, and my heart sank. Seeing a young girl who often showed enthusiasm was now begging before me. I kneeled down to be on the same eye level as her. "Okay, I trust you," I said with a smile. "I believe my husband and his army will protect this pack." And hopefully, there would be zero casualties. This idealistic point of view would only help me to stay optimistic. Wiping the tear gland falling from her eye, I added. "Besides, I doubt I would be any use to the Skollist knights." "Thank you…" She whispered as she lowered her head. "And I am sorry." I blinked. Yet, I decided to ask her last statement later. We both stood up and I could hear the explosions outside. I turned to the source of the noise, my breath hitching from the fear I buried within. The sound was far off and that meant the enemy hadn't reached h
Warning: implied gangrape Something seemed amiss. His brows wrinkled as he slit the struggling wolf with his claws and threw the body to the pile of corpses. The number of wolves in his vicinity had increased and more of his men were injured and teleported by Phineas to a safer hideout. The buildings of the marketplace crumbled from the explosions and they would have turned to ashes if it weren’t for the rain. He knew that their target was his head detached from his body as he was the only obstacle that wolves couldn't get their hands on the Hatiist followers. However, his instincts were telling him this wasn't the reason for their sudden infiltration. Another concern that bothered him was his heart throbbing painfully, even when he wasn't harmed by their predictable tactics. Varick pressed his heart, feeling the painful pang each time it beat, and he was… bothered by this new feeling. When the wolves noticed he was distracted, they exchanged looks and one of th
"Lady Rosaria. You promised to trust me. So, I warned you not to say a word. Don't make a sound and make sure to make a sound ONLY when Lord Varick arrives." These were her words before she locked me in the underground cellar. Yet, I couldn’t bear to just watch a young beta brimming with optimism faced an uncertain grim fate. I started banging the door, screaming to the enemies that I was here! "I AM HERE! TAKE ME, PLEASE! DON'T HURT THEM!"But none of them couldn’t hear a word I said. I stopped myself, as I panted, losing my breath from my wails and I learned a bit later that Lenalee sealed not only the door but the sounds within.H-How did she learn such magic? Is she...No, now wasn't the time for speculations. Lenalee knew I would break my promise and still placed that spell on the barrier. “LENALEE! OPEN THE DOOR! LENALEE!” I continued pounding the wooden planks and I didn’t care my hand was numb from the pain. Yet it was all futile as I witnessed Lenalee finally morphed int
The rain didn't stop even after the aftermath of the invasion. As soon as Varick arrived, it didn't take too long before he decimated the remaining rogues in his house, including Heinfield. It was a one-sided battle as they tried to escape from his wrath and failed as Varick was in his complete wolf form.He tore their limbs when they were fleeing and those brave enough to fight couldn't last a second as soon as he struck them. For Varick in his full-form was larger, stronger and faster than any of them combined.Heinfield was the last one in the vicinity, never having the chance to change his form while he was on the ground as the cold icy stare of Varick's wolf glaring at him. If anything, his wolf was kept its namesake as the descendant of Skoll.A war wolf and the bringer of Death."Sc-screw you…if you don't have Skoll's blood…we b-be…be…come—" were Heinfield's last words before he died, succumbing to his wounds.With no one to lead them, the remaining rogues had long fled befor
"So, how are you feeling now, Luna?" Phineas placed his hand on my shoulder while I was pondering after reading the letter. He crouched beside me. "You need to get healed. You have some bruises that need to be tended.""I…will do that later. I am fine, thank you, Phineas."I turned my direction to Lenalee and a tear fell once more. "What are you going to do with her body?""We will burn it," Varick simply stated.I pondered for a moment and I gulped before turning to him. "C-can we bury her body next to the Hatiist Church? Father Gossep wouldn't mind."Varick's expression changed. "Our agreement is not to step into the church.""I won't attend, I swear!" I stood up, giving him a look of grief. "All I wanted was for her to feel like she belonged to a family. If the Skollist pack won't attend her funeral, at least let the Hatiist Church do it for her."Varick looked conflicted, eyes darted to the young girl's wolf lifeless body. "Fine."I smiled as I held my hand in a prayer. "Thank
We drank to our hearts’ content in silence as we waited for Varick’s return. Phineas gave me time to mourn and I appreciated his way of letting me drown to my sorrow, drinking what was once a banal existence to my nunhood.Varick showed up, entering the wine cellar and his expression changed to that of a somber look as he stared at the collection of the finest liquor.“I am going to have them disposed of.”Phineas returned to his usual self as he gave him a sheepish grin. “I can do that with no complaints.”“Do what you must.”I gave the head mage the look as he shrugged. He was definitely going to take all of them for himself.“Varick,” I called out to him when he turned his back. “How are things with the Hatiist Church?”I knew I shouldn’t speak about Hati in front of him yet I was so curious. He didn’t say a word and he exited the wine cellar.“Varick!” I called out again as I tried to catch up to him.“Wait, Luna!” I turned to the Head Mage and he looked a bit guilty from the way
Morning came, and I was awakened by the scent of savory steak passing through my nostrils.My eyes fluttered open and the first sight was an unknown room which was different from my recollection of books piling on the floor or the lack of them.Or the bathroom that I last remember before losing consciousness.The steak I smelled was just next to the bed where I was laid. It was served in a trolley and some garnish that could satiate my appetite. There was the sound of humming, a familiar foreign melody that only "she" could sing.My half body sprung out from the bed and I was greeted by someone crouching on the floor as she was wiping the floor with a rag.She lifted her head and Lenalee beamed that instant. "Good morning, Lady Rosaria."I was too stunned to move as a tear fell from my eye. I moved out of the bed and wrapped my arms around her."Oh Hati, dear Hati! It was all a dream!"Of course it was! It had to be, Lenalee was right here.Lenalee giggled as she held my hand. “I am
Perhaps the way he knelt down before me gave me a startle. My thoughts were all over the place that I hadn’t given myself enough time to absorb his words. While Phineas lost all of his weariness at that instant and was applauding from the sidelines and Varick finally stood up and returned his stoic expression, I was standing there—speechless— that a whirlwind of events happened in a span of a day. The invasion, the truth about Lenalee, her death… … and now, I was pregnant with the Alpha Leader’s child. Now it made sense why I was having a nauseating feeling last night and while I was grieving, I didn’t sense a new life in my womb. He held my cheek, and I stiffened from his foreign caring gesture. It felt warm and assuring to be touched by him. “You were hurt by those rogues. How were you feeling?”“I-I’m fine, r-really. They didn’t hurt me that much. Also, my regenerative ability helped me feel better.” I was not used to his kindness that my face burned up, glancing away from t
Warning: implied sexual child abuseVarick’s POVI despised the thought of resting. It is the time when I’m the most vulnerable that anyone could easily slit my throat. So, I’ve always trained myself to be wary of my surroundings even when my consciousness drifted to its slumber.But it wasn’t what ticked me off. Rather, I wouldn’t mind being killed in my sleep if anyone dared to do so. It was the dreams that continue to haunt me. Dreams of old realities that I locked in my memories.Sometimes I dreamt of the time of that night after my marriage with Rosaria. Bounded by fate that I couldn’t escape, I thrusted my anger and self-loathing into her while I forcibly took her chastity. Anger on the fate given to me as I would die an inevitable death and to everything else that happened before the revelation.As soon as I poured my first seed into her unwilling womb, she murmured something under her breath and I pulled her away, catching a glimpse of her lifeless eyes before I stormed out o
“PHINEAS!”The sound of my voice reached his ears like a thunderclap, making him jump from his seat. The moment I entered his tent, his robes were drenched and stained with red wine. “Have I called you at the most inopportune timing?” I shouldn’t have asked, seeing Phineas in a foul mood, I knew I shouldn’t bother him at this hour. Seeing bottles of alcohol on the table, he had been drinking the entire time. He squeezed the bottom part of his robes while continuing to glare at me.“What?” It must be the alcohol talking but his cheeks were flushed red—but then again, it could be because his anger pointed directly to my direction. “Sorry, Phineas but it would be great if I could speak to you alone. Could we teleport somewhere else?” I whispered as I glanced at the tent outside, hearing the voices of gossiping women and children playing around didn’t give us any privacy at all.He immediately noticed the change of my expression and despite overdosing with alcohol, he recovered to sobr
It took them months before they took all of their Skollist pack members and hid them all in the large grotto where they knew they were safe. Just as suspected, more of the nuclear bombs dropped from the sky and directly to their vicinity and the area was nothing but a wasteland. Nearby packs and other races had long fled from their homes from the toxic fumes reaching their territory and begged to move across the borders and away from the war. But the Red Moon Pack wouldn’t give a damn. They only wanted what they were meant to do in the first place: To eliminate Skoll’s descendant along with his pack.And so, all hid in the grottos, the swamps and the forests hidden from the human eye. And they feared the worst that the more they threw those “bombs” into their land, the lesser chance of making the area inhabitable. The Skollist wolves had gone defiant that some had gone rogue and begged the wolves across the border to enter—only to reach their demise as they were kil
"Do you actually believe that elf, my lord?" Perturbed by the events, Herschel asked the second time after they departed. They walked back to the grotto whereas the elf known as Verona embarked a quiet journey back home. "Whether I believed her or not, the fact that the atomic bomb was true. If they strike again, most likely they will strike our kingdom first."And there would be no pack to protect if all failed. "These bombs…even this is beyond my expertise," he murmured, apprehensively. "What must we do to stop the bombs, my lord?""Humans are aware that they do not wish to interfere with magical beings and their affairs. They are supported by the Red Moon Pack. If we kill its Alpha, they have no reason to attack us."For now.“What about this human bard she spoke so highly of? Why did he save us, my lord?”Varick's lips pursed yet his feet didn't stop heading back to the grotto. All of his years, the Alpha of the Skollist pack often speaks with his mind. When he
It had been twenty minutes and there wasn't any progress in healing the mages. Their burns and their exposure to the explosion had been too difficult to heal them, let alone those who were unwilling to be touched by me. In fact, I couldn't as the chemicals and toxic scent might be contagious. So, Phineas and I made a wind barrier to avoid spreading the toxin around the pack. Yet, even so, I had to hurry or else the rest of the soldiers' lives would reach their inevitable end unless I made haste. "Please…let me die…" These agonizing words continued repeating in between their groans. Yet, I continued chanting the Holy Lycan spells, avoiding a single second of distraction as I tried to repair the soft tissues of their burned skin. Yet, fixing a charred skin to its original form would take hours for a single man. I started to doubt I could save them all. 'No, I shouldn't think like this! These men deserved to live!' I thought as a trail of sweat irritated my eye as I continued
Hello, The book will be on hiatus for the time being. I'm sorry, readers but I will return once I've sorted some stuff soon. Stuff happening lately and I didn't want to write something that wouldn't be interesting for all of you. Thus, I would like to take a break for a while. However, the update will be staggering and I won't be updating daily like before. I hope that's all right. I love this book but for the time being with the burn out I'm feeling, I'd rather pause and continue once everything is fine. Once again, thanks for your support for reading this book. Sincerely, Aly Wrights
“Phineas, send us there now!” Yet, Phineas stood there, petrified like his eyes stared at the smoke before him. I grabbed his shoulder and violently shook him to regain his senses. “We have no time, Phineas! Varick is—!”“No, we can’t.”At first, his cold voice surprised me before I glared at him. “Why not? We are the healers, aren’t we?!”Phineas turned to glare at me. “Luna, don’t let your emotions sway your decision! You can use your canine senses, right?!”As soon as he mentioned it, I sensed it. The scent was faint yet I could recognize it so well. I didn’t realize the lingering smell of a mixture of decaying bodies and toxins around the area. It made my stomach churned as I knelt on the ground.I rushed to a nearby bush and vomited. I was holding my breath for too long and when I came to my senses, the scent was so agonizing that I knelt down and threw up.“I can’t risk you going there, Luna. You are carrying the heir of the Skollist pack and something tells me coming closer w
Varick clenched his fists as he glowered.Some of his men stepped back as their wolves whimpered.This was supposed to be a surprise attack, yet, why were they the ones surprised.In Varick's mind, someone–within the pack–relayed a message of their incoming strike.It wasn’t common to have his own men betray him in exchange for being spared from death. Yet, none were successful to ever live after the betrayal. "This will be the day we will kill you, Varick!" Cassius, the Alpha of Blue Fangs bellowed. Varick didn't respond as he threw out his sword and shield, making the enemy side "think" he surrendered.No, wolves who personally fought him knew that his armor was more of a disability of his. And now, the Alpha decided to strip himself off his armor, showing his chiseled body with his battle scars.The enemy packs roared in laughter."Surrendering yourself naked? I see the Neanderthal finally learned to give up!" One of the betas commented. Herschel gave a ghost of
They had finally arrived at the gated vicinity of the Red Moon Pack. They camped within the grotto within the waterfall as it was a great place for their hidden base. The pack also removed every trace of their tracks behind. Horses were situated outside the grotto and three of the troops acted as guards and feeders for the stallions. The tents were placed as their temporary residing station.It was at night time when they arrived and they lit a bonfire inside. They made sure the vicinity was being protected by the High Mage's magic barrier to avoid tracing their scent. All men, weary from moving on foot, sat on the ground as they were waiting for the Alpha to make his speech. As they knew this war would be the first they decided to strike. In the past battles, a fight between them and the other packs happened when the outsider decided to strike them first. Now with the successful invasion and the innocent lives died through an unknown cause, in their minds, st