DamonI strolled down the hallway, my footsteps echoing softly as I made my way to my father's chamber. With a gentle tap, I announced my presence, and upon his approval, I entered the room."Alpha," I began, my voice steady, "Serena and her mother have arrived. They were currently taking their rest and were excited to meet you over dinner later." His eyes brightened, a glimmer of approval dancing within them. “That’s good to hear,” he replied. I felt a small burst of satisfaction hearing that. Seeing that he was in good mood, I pressed on my real intention. “If you may, may I request for something, Alpha?”Dad put his elbows on top of the table. “Speak.” “Could we keep the face of my future Luna hidden from everyone for now? A precaution, if we may," My father's inquisitive gaze met mine, a silent question hanging in the air."Precaution against what, Damon?" he questioned. And so, I explained, my words flowing like a cautious stream. "To safeguard her identity, Alpha. Until our
SerenaResting in bed, I could still feel the ache of my healing wounds. The memory of the attack lingered in me like a shadow. No matter what I do, it will forever be part of me. But it’s not because of the terrible encounter I had with those pervert rogues. Rather, it’s because of Remus, the spirit wolf that forever changed my life. As I lay there, my mind wandered to the spirit wolf who had connected with me on that scary day. It felt like a long time had passed, and yet the memory was as clear as day.I hadn't really thought about Remus and our connection much since then. I was busy recovering and regaining my strength. But now, in the quiet night, thoughts of him came back to me.I wasn't born with a spirit wolf, so having Remus in my life was both amazing and puzzling. I was pretty sure he had spoken to me and helped me shift into a wolf during the attack. Still, I wondered if it was all just a dream caused by the fear.I was tossing and turning in my bed, lost in thoughts abou
Damon“Damon, we got a problem.”Romulus’ voice echoed inside my mind, his voice weighed heavily on me. Hearing my mischievous wolf spirit this serious was enough to cause some concern. “What's the matter, Romulus?” I asked in return. Romulus heaved a sigh before responding. “I think my brother is gone.”"Remus... gone?" I stammered, the realization crashing over me like a wave. “What do you mean?”“I could no longer feel him inside your body, Damon.” Romulus conveyed with a heavy sigh, his confession laced with a sense of reluctant acceptance. “As much as I want to deny it, his presence no longer lingers in you.”“You’re kidding,” I joked and for the first time, Romulus didn’t seem to get it. With that, I closed my eyes and tried to communicate with my other wolf. “Remus? Remus? Answer me, buddy,” I tried talking to him in my mind, our special connection echoing with my thoughts. But just like Romulus said, there was no response from Remus. The silence felt heavy and worrying.I
DamonThe fairy lights doming over the outdoors added with the elegant and fancy table decorations feasted my eyes. But what made me gasp was the elaborate decoration on the center stage. Clearly, the intent was to highlight the star of the show. I smirked at the sudden thought."Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," the voice announced, cutting through the hushed anticipation. All eyes turned to the stage. "Without further ado, let's begin the celebration by introducing the man of the hour. Please, join me in welcoming the future alpha pair of Blood Rose!"And so, it started.The sea of people was leading us toward the center stage. I was given the microphone to address the crowd.When I finished, an omega went up to the podium and offered us a glass of what appeared to be wine. The host of the event began speaking again.“To begin this feast, let’s raise our glasses for a toast as we wait for the full moon to show up, carrying the blessing of our beloved deity of the moon. May the mo
SerenaI stayed at the Wolf Valley and although I was a complete stranger to the rogue camp, I never felt so accepted. The people here were all warm and welcoming as if I was really part of their small community. I couldn’t help but compare this place to Goldenridge. Protecting my past and identity, I kept hidden under the name of Katniss Sloan. Life went on with me in the pack as I continued to recover from my injuries. But still, something was bothering me, the vivid dream I had one night about a fierce wolf residing within me, yearning for release. I knew what I had to do. I needed to prepare myself to incorporate my soul into this wolf spirit who would become my companion for the rest of my life. When had fully recovered from my injuries, I mustered the courage to approach Lia, the first person I met in this camp. My heart raced as I went to the infirmary where she was present often. “Hi, Lia,” I greeted when I approached her. Lia’s face lit up upon seeing me. “Hi, Katniss. H
AshfordGoldenridge Pack was a refreshing change of scenery compared to my home. The journey to reach this place was a sensory delight, surrounded by towering trees and vibrant nature, a stark contrast to Blood Rose.I decided to undertake it on foot, avoiding any cars to ensure my secret mission remained discreet. Damon was not only the Alpha I was born to serve but a good friend, almost a brother, whom I was willing to help as much as I could. I knew how important it was for him to know the truth about Serena, not only for his own gain but to save Blood Rose from blood-sucking leeches like Mathilde and her imposter daughter. This fueled my desire to succeed in this mission, as the fate of Blood Rose rested upon me. It was time to step up my gain. I won’t let Damon and my people down. With each step, I got deeper into nature. Tall trees were like guards, and their leaves whispered in the wind. The ground was covered in soft, damp moss, like a comfy carpet under my feet. Sometimes,
AshfordThe Alpha's face drained of color, rendering him momentarily speechless. He finally surrendered, drawing in a deep breath before uttering, "Are you planning to punish us for what my brother and his family did to her?"I shook my head, reassuring him. "No," I replied, "the Alpha Heir has no intentions of holding the whole pack responsible for one family's scheme." Relief seemed to wash over the Alpha, but it didn't last long."Unless," I continued, my tone growing somber, "unless the Alpha refuses to help us find the real Serena."He knew exactly what I meant, so he began unraveling Serena's story. He described her life and the hardships she endured, recounting the abuse she suffered at her stepmother Mathilde's, hands. Mathilde couldn't accept that her mate had fathered a child with another woman so she decided to make her life a living hell. Disappointment clouded my expression as I leaned forward. "Why didn't you step in? Knowing what Serena went through, why didn't you do
Damon"Alpha Heir, we got a problem!"I was striding purposefully when a tracker intercepted me, urgency in his eyes. I let out a sigh, already running late for my expected visit to the Alpha. "Not now," I responded curtly, but the tracker refused to relent, leaning in closer and whispering, "It's about your future bride's pack. We heard from an intel that Goldenridge was attacked."My heart quickened at the news, and I could feel the color drain from my face. I motioned for the tracker to follow me inside my room, shutting the door behind us. "Tell me everything," I demanded.The tracker repeated, "We were told by our spies from the north that Goldenridge was attacked by a group of rogues last night. It took them a while to ask for backup, recognizing our alliance with them. But when the backup finally came, it was all too late."Dread clawed at me as I asked the question I feared the most. "Are there any survivors?""The Alpha and his warriors have fallen," the tracker replied gr
SerenaIt had been three years since Damon became the Alpha of the Blood Rose Pack.“That’s all for today. You can now go.”The members of the council nodded their heads as they took their leave. We had just concluded our quarterly meeting, and things were going great so far with the pack.As the Luna, my main task was overseeing the departments, making sure things were running as smoothly as possible. With Damon dealing mainly with pack security and our vassals, administrative tasks were left to my care. It wasn’t easy, especially with a bunch of paperwork involved, yet over time, I learned to get the hang of it.As I was fixing my things, I noticed a white envelope containing an invitation. It was from Alexei and Tori. Little Oliver and Rina were celebrating their third birthday tomorrow, and as their godmother, I wouldn't miss it for the world. In fact, I had already bought gifts for them, which I was excited to give.Just the
Tori’s POV"Where's your Alpha, Ollie? He promised to stick by me, but he's nowhere in sight!" I complained to the Beta of Wolf Valley, holding my big belly that looked like I'd swallowed a watermelon. No surprise, 'cause I'm carrying Alexei’s twins."Chill, Tori! The Alpha will be here soon. He's on his way," Ollie reassured, though he looked pale and about to faint."Goddess, I'm gonna give that guy a piece of my mind! Swear to the moon deity, never sleeping with him again!" I said, feeling another pain. Lia, my sweet sister-in-law, helped me sit."My nephews are ready to meet the world, Tori. Let me help you deliver them," Lia encouraged, touching my belly. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at her. I gritted my teeth through the pain. My twins wanted out, but I wouldn't let them out until their dad was here. We promised each other that he would be by my side during my delivery. But where the heck was he?"Come on, Tori. Don't be stubborn. Your
Serena"I hereby convene the official council meeting of the Blood Rose Pack."The moment Damon's authoritative voice echoed through the room, every pair of eyes shifted towards him, signaling the commencement of the assembly. I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride witnessing him in action, orchestrating the council with a confidence that reflected his newfound status as the alpha."I sent a notice to all council members on time, and it will be kept as part of today's meeting records. Lannie, do we have enough members for a quorum?" Damon asked, looking at his secretary.She nodded in confirmation, presenting a folder containing the details of the agenda for today. I noticed that everyone already had their copies neatly arranged before Damon's arrival. As he perused the contents, Lannie began reciting the names of the council members, a routine task in these gatherings.Even though Damon had led many council meetings before, today felt different. I could
SerenaI hurried to the location of Moonlight Hills, almost stumbling over the rocks beneath my feet. Time was running out, and I needed to reach the site before it was too late. The Trial of the Moon was expected to end in death, and while I hoped it would be Romin, a part of me worried for Damon.“Hurry, Serena! Damon needs you!” The voice of my wolf echoed in my head, adding to the weight of my concern. The twilight's cold breeze stung my skin, but the chill inside me was more unsettling. I shouldn't have left Damon. I shouldn't have abandoned him when he was lost and needed me the most.What if it's too late to reach him now?Tears threatened to escape, and I hastily wiped them away. Running down the hill, I resisted the urge to let out a loud sob. This wasn't the time to cry. Blood Rose needed me, and I was determined not to let them down.Climbing a large boulder, I tried to witness the ongoing fight. Scanning the ground, I spotted the pack. People clustered tog
DamonEarlier today, I asked the moon goddess earnestly to show us kindness. I begged her to free the Blood Rose pack from Romin's control. Now, I was in this situation, and I could no longer turn my back.We were in a very special place, Moonlight Hills, where our ancestors used to settle their problems under the Trial of the Moon. The people of Blood Rose gathered to watch this fight, knowing it would only end when one of us was no longer alive. But I didn't feel bad about it. Romin had done many bad things in his life, and just sending him away or putting him in prison wouldn't be enough. Taking away what he wanted the most, the Alpha seat of Blood Rose, seemed like a fair way to seek justice. But of course, the plan was to kill him, knowing that he would continue to torment our lives if I would let him live after this.Finally, a shofar, an instrument made from a ram's horn, was blown, the signal we were waiting for to start the fight.Romin's transformation into his
SerenaAs I ran, tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. The family I hoped would love me had shattered my world, revealing their role in making my life feel like a living nightmare.Beta Janus, once a figure I considered a father, now fueled my hatred. He separated me and my mom from our group, leading us to the sinister Mathide, the source of all my troubles. Then there was Romin, driven by a relentless desire for power, who betrayed his own twin, causing chaos, especially for Damon and our pack. Thoughts of them stirred a potent hatred within me.Amidst this turmoil, I couldn't contain my emotions any longer. I shouted, causing Ashford and the other she-wolves with me to halt. Power surged through me, and Remus, the eerie voice in my head, smiled.“You’re ready, Serena. It is time to claim your destiny,” he whispered with pride. The words only fueled my desire, and I couldn't help but be thankful for him.Still in our wolf form,
DamonThe Trial of the Moon, an ancient rite, held the promise of revelation through a fight to the death among wolves. It was an old way to settle disputes between high-ranking wolves, and the last of its kind was done almost 300 years ago.Romin, with a scoff, ridiculed the gravity of the tradition.“The Trial of the Moon? You want to settle this matter through that ancient tradition?” he mocked, his laughter echoing through the stillness.Erik, a former Delta, stood unwavering in his defense. “Why not? If that is the only way for your treachery to be discovered. Under this trial, the moon goddess will surely favor that one that is telling the truth. And I am confident that after this, Damon will emerge victorious.”Romin's amusement soured, replaced by impatience. “Joke time’s over. Time to end this madness.” He signaled his men to attack, plunging the surroundings into an imminent clash.As the tension in th
DamonRomin's sneer deepened, his eyes gleaming with a cunning spark. He poked at me, stirring up the already charged atmosphere."Your father? But I am your father. I didn’t steal anything from you. In fact, you owed me everything, even your life."I felt a surge of anger and disbelief, my fists clenching involuntarily. Romin's manipulation cut deep, and the crowd's murmur intensified, torn between allegiance and doubt. His deceitful words echoed in my ears, adding a layer of personal betrayal to the growing conflict.The crowd buzzed with confusion; conversations exchanged like hidden secrets. I retorted, a self-assured smirk dancing on my lips, "I am not mistaken, FATHER. Or should I say, Uncle Romin?"The words lingered, like a sudden jolt of electricity zipping through the group. The onlookers wore expressions of curiosity, their eyes reflecting unspoken questions bouncing around in their minds. Some, more seasoned, pieced together the puzzle fast
AlexeiThe night air was thick with tension as we stormed the pack house. Shadows danced along the walls as we moved swiftly, with our mission occupying our thoughts. Damon, determined as ever, began his climb to the balcony where Romin awaited.I could hear the echoes of my wolf spirit, a growling reminder of the atrocities Romin had committed. The desire to personally punish him burned within me, but I knew it was Damon's right, given the role Romin played in his tragic past.I found myself in the west wing, facing down guards one floor below the impending confrontation. The clash of fur and fang echoed in the air, punctuated by the occasional howl and the thud of bodies hitting the floor under the silence of the night. The plan was clear – my team and I had decided to scatter, each of us taking a different route to maximize the chaos and take down as many guards as possible.As I maneuvered through the dimly lit corridors of the west wing, I encountered