AlexeiI rushed out of the room, fearing that I could no longer control myself if I stayed any longer. The sight of another man kissing my mate was making my blood boil, and yet, I tried to remain reasonable. Seeing Tori's dire situation firsthand had given me an understanding of how grave it was. Time was not on my side. I needed to find a way to stop the wedding and save Tori; otherwise, I might not get another chance.As I navigated the intricate labyrinth of the pack
SerenaThe dinner was simple yet comforting – homemade stew with tender meat and vegetables, accompanied by freshly baked bread and a side salad. The stew's mouthwatering aroma filled the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. However, my cheeks burned with embarrassment, and I couldn't bring myself to meet Alexei and Ashford's eyes after what had transpired earlier.As I picked up my food, my fork moved mechanically. I struggled to muster an appetite, my mind drifting back to the passionate encounter with Damon. The vivid memory played on a loop in my mind, the
DamonSerena raised her eyebrow and answered Alexei with a straight face. "Tori was far from innocent in all of this. Of course, she will not be spared. Like her mom, she will receive the necessary punishment for her actions."But you can't do that!" Alexei exclaimed as he stood up from the table, pressing his hand violently against it.
SerenaI noticed the surprised expression on Tori's face when she saw me. Her eyes grew wide, and she stammered, "What are you doing here?"As I stood before her, I couldn't resist responding with sarcasm. "Oh, come on, sister. Don't you miss me?" My voice carried the bitterness of old wounds that festered as I faced one of those people who had caused them.The room seemed to mirror Tori's restlessness that evening. The soft, dimmed lights cast long shadows on the walls, and the air felt heavy with tension. Unspoken accusations lingered in the atmosphere as memories of our shared history loomed over us. Tori fidgeted from where she was standing, her fingers moving involuntarily – the same fingers that had once caused me so much pain.All the pain from their abuse played inside my mind like a broken record. Every insult, beating, and the disgust I had earned from them made my eyes glisten with tears. But I stopped myself from crying. I would never give Tori
SerenaSix days have passed since we talked with Tori.Inside the cabin, the gentle scent of pine and the aged wood that enveloped me created a comforting atmosphere, while my mind buzzed with anxious thoughts. The room was dimly lit, with flickering candlelight casting shifting shadows on the wooden walls, creating an intimate and rustic ambiance that mirrored the uncertainty I was feeling.Sitting there, I couldn't help but worry about whether Tori would truly commit to helping us. My heart raced with anxiety, and I shared my concerns with Alexei, who was sitting at the table, drinking his coffee."I can't help but feel anxious, Alexei," I whispered softly Alexei turned his head to me as he put down his cup. "What if Tori decided to side with Mathilde and failed us?"Alexei offered a reassuring smile. He looked me straight in the eyes and let me have a piece of what was going on inside his mind."I understand your worries, Sere
SerenaIt was time for our meeting with Tori, and we were there, waiting anxiously at the quiet southern edge of the old, dense Blood Rose forest. This part of our territory had tall trees that seemed to form a green wall, making it feel like a natural fortress. The air was rich with the earthy smell of fallen leaves, and the distant animal sounds added to the enchanting atmosphere.My heart was a sea of emotions in turmoil. My hope of seeing Tori once more and finally bringing Mathilde's malevolence to an end filled me with a mix of eager anticipation and lingering dread. The past few months had been a relentless battle against the oppressive darkness that Mathilde had cast upon me and everyone around her. I used to be a helpless victim in her presence. But now, as we waited for Tori, a tiny glimmer of hope began to flicker. Whatever she would bring us tonight would define the course of our journey towards getting justice.Finally, Ashford, Damon, and I arrived
SerenaTension hung heavy in the air as Damon, Ashford, and I found ourselves encircled by Mathilde and her menacing entourage. My heart raced, and my fists clenched tightly at my sides. Anger and disappointment radiated from my glare directed at my half-sister, Tori, who now stood in shame behind her mother."What have you done?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and sorrow. Tori's tears flowed freely, and her guilt was evident in every sob that wracked her fragile frame. “We trusted you, Tori! You promised to do the right thing this time!”Hearing that, Mathilde sneered at me with a wicked grin. "Do you expect my daughter to betray me? Dream on!" Her voice was chilling and calculating, and her eyes gleamed with a twisted sense of satisfaction.Damon stepped forward, looking at the commanding guards who threatened us. "How dare you point your weapons at me! Have you forgotten who I am? I am the Alpha Heir of Blood Rose.Hi
DamonAfter the formal challenge had been accepted, we found ourselves standing in the heart of the Blood Rose pack's territory. Over time, this place had become the customary arena for those seeking to challenge the reigning alpha for their position.The members of the Blood Rose pack had gathered to witness this fight to the death. I was fully aware that this duel would only conclude when one of us lay lifeless. It weighed heavily on my heart that either my father or I would meet our demise, but I had reconciled with this grim reality the moment I decided to contest his authority. Knowing my father, he would sooner see me dead or meet his own end than let me take charge of his pack.At last, the shofar resounded, a ram's horn instrument signaling the commencement of our confrontation. In the blink of an eye, my father transformed into his renowned wolf form, inciting terrified screams from the onlookers. Indeed, my father's wolf form was the stuff of nightmares.I foll
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