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
SerenaI stood in the dimly lit kitchen, the aroma of simmering carrot soup filling the air. Beads of sweat glistened on my forehead as I stirred the soup absentmindedly. As Ollie had suggested, I became part of the kitchen staff in the pack after I recovered. Although I enjoyed cooking for everyone, there were some days when I didn't feel like doing it for some reason, just like today.That's when I heard a hushed whisper from the nearby doorway. It was Lia's voice, engaged in a conversation with one of the warriors whose name I didn't know. Though I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I couldn't help but overhear what they were discussing."Lia, we need someone to assist in the infirmary. Ollie and his team are bringing in a wounded being. They need you there, NOW!” Lia was shocked and asked, “Who was it?”“We have no clue,” the warrior responded. Lia no longer pressed for information and told the warrior that she would retrieve some things from her room before heading to the infirmary. Just
SerenaI heard Ashford's words and my heart skipped a beat. Damon was looking for me? The shock hit me like a sudden thunderbolt, and I couldn't believe it. I thought he was clueless about my stepmother's deceit. Does this mean that Damon knew about Tori’s lie? I’m confused. "Wait, Damon knows?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief.Ashford nodded solemnly. "Yeah, he knows, Serena. But he's been playing along, just waiting for the right moment to find you and bring you to Blood Rose to expose the schemes of your so-called family.”“But how? How did you all find out?” I pressed more, eager to learn how everything came to light. “Damon was the first one to notice. I guess something happened between you and him that prompted him to figure everything out.”My cheeks heated remembering that passionate encounter I had with him. But this was not the time to dwell on that. There were a lot of things left unanswered. “Although he knew that your sister was fake, he still didn’t know wha
SerenaReturning to my room after that intense chat with Ashford, I felt like a ship caught in a tempestuous sea. My thoughts were a tangled mess. Damon's hidden truths and the dire state of Goldenridge had left me emotionally battered. However, it was the haunting image of my best friend, Shey, losing her Alpha father, Uncle Craig, that gnawed at my soul. I longed for Shey's presence, desiring to stand by her side and offer solace during what might be the worst storm she would ever face in her life.Right now, all I could do for her was to ask the moon goddess to give her the strength to carry on. Feeling overwhelmed and needing a break from all the chaos in my head, I suddenly decided to go out for a run. I sought comfort in a straightforward jog around the camp. As I ran, the wind blowing through my hair seemed like a determined effort to sweep away the troubles clouding my thoughts. But no matter how fast or long I ran, my concerns clung to me like an unwavering shadow. Neverthele
DamonThe evening was a bit chilly as I and the Alpha sat at the dinner table. The table looked fancy with its nice dishes and shiny silverware. But there was an odd feeling in the air because two familiar faces were missing.The Alpha, with his sharp eyes, noticed that Rina and her mom, Mathilde, weren't at the table. Their absence was noticeable, especially tonight. Rina was really sad about losing her dad, and it was hitting her hard. Because of this, they decided to eat dinner inside their room instead of joining us. He was worried about her, and you could tell by the way he was acting. "Damon, where are Rina and Mathilde?" he asked, and his words felt serious. I shifted in my chair as I turned to him and answered. "They can’t join us, Alpha," I said courteously, "Rina is still having a tough time after what happened to Goldenridge. The loss of her father hit her hard.” His usual cold and calculating eyes softened. "Take care of her. Make sure she has everything she needs to de
SerenaBack in Wolf Valley, our meeting went really smoothly. Alexei talked about all the things we needed to deal with at camp – food, problems, and everything else. Everyone seemed focused and paid attention to everything he discussed."That's all for today. Do you have any questions?" he asked more than an hour later. The crowd glanced around and waited for responses. They all smiled and nodded with each other, an indication of the satisfaction they obtained from listening to the leader."If none, I thank everyone for attending this meeting. You can all now go back to your daily tasks. Have a nice day and see you all in our next meeting."The crowd echoed applause and began to disperse, signaling the start of them gathering around the tables to get some food. I couldn't help but smile. This may have been a rogue community, but it functioned like a regular pack. It wasn't perfect, but for those outcasts and homeless wolves with ugly pasts and circumstances, this was already heaven.
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