Jessica woke up the next day feeling as if she had not even slept at all. She was totally tired and stressed out that morning. At the kitchen table, Jessica did not say much at all making her parents even more worried about her. On her way to school, Jessica walked without even paying attention to where she was going. It was almost as if her legs knew the familiar path to school was taking her there while her body came absent-mindedly. Among the many thoughts that disturbed Jessica that morning was the thought of having to train with the Alpha himself. This was something Jessica was looking forward to as she made her way to school that day. Alpha Draven had faith in her. Draven believed that no matter how late it was, her wolf still lurked within her waiting to be found. Perhaps she would find her wolf under the Apha's training. Jessica heard her parent's discussion the night before and Jessica was even more desperate to find her wolf now. Her parents talked about a war that was li
"Rest for a while, Jessica," Asher said, patting Jessica on the shoulder as she sat up. "No... We can't stop now." Jessica said, pushing herself forward. She staggered immediately she stood up and quickly, Draven drew near wrapping his arm around her waist to steady her staggering. His skin pressed against her own and Jessica felt a tinge of excitement course through her body like electricity. It was at that moment Jessica felt it for the first time. She felt the urge to turn, to just get down on all fours and change form. She wanted to cast away her present form and take up a new one. A new form in which she would be more powerful, more agile with heightened senses. Jessica gasped. She knew what this meant, she had sensed her wolf for the first time! She didn't know how it happened but she had felt it!!! "Ahem..." Asher gave a loud fake cough to get the Alpha's attention. Asher had given up trying to distract the other students with training, everybody stood now watching the Alph
"I sensed it....I sensed it, Mom! I was on the verge of finding my wolf!" Jessica was recounting the events that took place in the school to her mother with wide eyes animatedly. Her mother who had come late that day from work moved here and there barefooted trying to prepare what Sebastian would eat after work. "I told you, Jessica." Vivian was smiling proudly at her daughter. "I told you it was a matter of time, Jessica, you will most definitely find your wolf." Vivian still assured her. "It was real... I've never really felt that before Mother. A moment there and I swear I was about to turn." Jessica still raved on rapidly. "I want to thank the Alpha mother, the whole training was his idea. I'm so glad he brought up the idea. I should go and thank him.""Now? I don't think you should bother the Alpha now Jessica, he had a busy day, I think he should be resting now."Jessica paused for a moment, her mind processing what her mother had just said. She was sure that the Draven would
Isabelle smiled upon hearing this statement from Jessica. "Good." Isabelle said. "I will keep your secret, Jessica. I swear this to the moon goddess. I won't tell a soul.""Okay.. So tell me now. I'm all ears." Jessica prompted. Isabelle smiled and leaned forward to whisper into Jessica's ears. ****Many miles away in another territory, stood Alpha Landon dressed in a blood red coat with matching trousers. His hair was combed neatly and styled too. His whole outfit and posture indicated that tonight was a very special night for him. Before him stood Zoe Madison dressed in a sleek black gown which extended down to the point of covering her shoes. Zoe's dress seemed to shimmer in the moonlight and her face gave off a dull glow as the moonlight caught her face. Her hair too was packed behind stylishly and adored with flowers, she also wore long golden earrings that dangled down to her shoulders. Behind Zoe Madison stood Leo Madison, her father dressed in a corporate black suit. Leo M
It was the first time that such had ever happened. The tension in the room rose quickly as everyone watched on in anticipation. Mrs Lopez was afraid. Afraid of what the Alpha would do. Beta Asher was beyond shock and surprise, at the moment he didn't know what to do. Jessica herself was surprised that it had come to this. Draven had locked his powerful hands around her throat in a sleeper choke. Jessica who some moments ago would be classified as weak and pitiful had hauled the mighty Draven to the floor with relative ease. Jessica's heart began to rise as she began to understand the gravity of the situation. What had she landed herself into? What would she do? Jessica thought frantically as she stood there looking down on the Alpha as if paralyzed. Draven himself remained Draven. His face showed no sign of shock, anger, or annoyance. This terrified Jessica and she believed that what was about to come would be severe. Draven smiled suddenly. It was not a warm and cheerful smile bu
Draven sat in his quarters alone and in deep thinking as he rapped the table unconsciously with his fingers. The events of that afternoon were still fresh in his mind as he sat there quietly, just thinking.The door opened slightly and a small figure stepped in. Draven did not even bother to look, he knew who it was already. He had perceived her long before she even opened the door. It was Keisha, his servant. "Alpha, Isabelle is outside demanding entry." Keisha informed. "Tell her am busy." Draven replied. "She insists Alpha."Draven remained quiet. "Alpha, she....""Tell her I'm busy..." Draven snapped angrily causing Keisha to jump in surprise at his sharp voice. Keisha turned immediately and hurried outside. Draven remained quiet, brooding calmly, his mind running quickly with thought after thought as he sat there. His sharp ears caught movement outside the door. It was as if a struggle was going on out there. The door bust open abruptly and he could hear Keisha gasp. "I'm s
The blood moon was several nights away but still he felt himself slipping into that familiar state. That state were everything seemed to irritate him. Alpha Draven was brooding alone in his chambers, what exactly had led him to this state of mind? Someone would wonder. Draven was in his rage mood and to top it off, Isabelle was being a nuisance. Isabelle had known him for a very long time since when they were little but Draven really felt nothing towards her. "Alpha?" The voice came outside his door softly interrupting his thinking but the Alpha heard it no doubt. Someone wanted an audience and he needed to grant them one. "Come in." Draven said gruffly and the door opened with a soft click. Beta Asher stepped into the room. "I'm sorry to intrude on your evening Alpha." Asher apologized. Asher paused but there was no response from The Alpha. "We have a visitor Alpha." Asher added. But still no response from the Alpha who sat in his chair staring outside through a window with a fa
Silence reigned in the room again as Draven surveyed Nathan's face carefully. The latter's eyes remained fixed and locked unto his host's eyes as they stared on as if having a telepathic conversation. Draven finally sighed and lay back in his chair, a sign for his Beta to take over. "And for what reason should we rally with you Alpha Nathan?" Asher asked. "Mutual benefits Beta." Alpha Nathan replied. "We both know that my pack supplies the finest coal and wolfsbane which is the thing you require most here at blood moon pack but seem to be in short supply of." As Nathan said this, he flashed a look at Draven. "What I'm saying is that I have a lot of both at the midnight pack and I promise unlimited supply to blood moon pack in exchange for a partnership.""You make a fine proposal Alpha Nathan." Asher replied. "But blood moon pack bows to no one and we're certainly not a week pack. Whatever army breeds in the North, blood moon pack is more than capable of handling such... ALONE." A
EPILOGUEA year had passed since the blood moon had finally relinquished its hold on Draven, and the Alpha's presence had shifted in a way that mirrored the sun's gradual warming after a long, harsh winter. His eyes, once perpetually shadowed with the darkness of the curse, now sparkled with a newfound warmth. The lines etched deep around his mouth, carved by years of torment and brutal battles, softened with each passing day, replaced by a gentle curve that spoke of inner peace.The council chamber was a vast, circular space carved into the heart of the ancient oak forest that ringed the Blood Moon Pack territory. Sunlight streamed through the tall, arched windows, illuminating the polished wood of the massive table where the Alpha and his council sat. A crackling fire danced in the hearth, casting flickering shadows that danced across the faces of the council members. They were a diverse group, united by their loyalty to Draven and their commitment to the pack's future.Seated at th
The air hung heavy with the scent of victory and the lingering tang of blood. The battlefield, once a scene of brutal carnage, now lay silent, the moon a crimson orb casting an eerie glow upon the ravaged landscape. The Blood Moon Pack, once a symbol of fear and tyranny under Mateo’s rule, was finally free. And at its heart stood Draven, his silver hair gleaming under the blood moon”s light, his eyes burning with an intensity that spoke of the battles waged and won.A roar erupted from the assembled pack, a symphony of gratitude and relief. They had fought alongside him, their hearts echoing his own defiance against Mateo’s cruelty. Now, their hero stood victorious, a beacon of hope in the midst of the devastation.“Draven! Draven!“ the chants rose, a tide of voices echoing through the valley. The pack surged forward, their faces a mix of elation and awe. They reached out, their hands trembling, eager to touch the man who had brought them back from the brink.Draven, his gaze sweepin
The canvas of Draven”s tent billowed gently in the cool night air, the moon casting long, skeletal shadows across the camp. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of pine and the soft, rhythmic breathing of a sleeping woman. Draven lay beside Jessica, his hand resting gently on her swollen belly. A slight tremor rippled beneath his touch.“He”s kicking again." Jessica murmured, her voice laced with a sleepy smile. “Every time you”re near, he gets all excited. He knows you”re the one who will lead him to greatness.“Draven chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest. “Perhaps he”s sensing the warrior spirit of his father." he said, his thumb tracing the contours of her stomach. “He”ll be a great leader, there”s no doubt about it.“They fell silent, the only sound the crackling of the fire outside and the gentle rustling of the leaves in the nearby forest. Jessica sighed, her hand finding his. “I miss our home, Draven." she whispered, her voice tinged with a wistful longin
The chilling air of the Blood Moon Pack territory wrapped around Draven like a shroud. The scent of pine and damp earth, normally comforting, now carried the weight of his impending battle. He’d been away for so long, a prisoner of his own curse, but now the time had come. The time to reclaim what was rightfully his. He raised his hand, halting the silent march of his army, the crimson banner of the Blood Moon Pack fluttering in the wind behind him. It was a symbol of power, of might, but now it was a symbol of his own shattered past.“We” 'll camp here," he announced, his voice resonating with an undercurrent of steel. The soldiers, hardened and loyal, responded with a chorus of grunts and the rhythmic scraping of boots on the ground as they began to set up camp. Draven watched them, a flicker of pride passing through him. These were his warriors, his brothers, the ones who had followed him through fire and blood, the ones who believed in him despite the darkness that resided within
The air in the dungeon cell felt thick with despair, a weight that pressed down on Vivian and Penny like a physical entity. The only light filtering in was a sliver of pale moonlight that sliced through the barred window, casting long, ominous shadows across the damp stone walls. They sat huddled together on the cold, hard floor, their backs against the rough stone, each seeking solace in the other”s presence.“He”s coming,” Penny whispered, her voice barely audible over the constant dripping of water from a crack in the ceiling.Vivian looked at her, a faint flicker of hope igniting in her eyes. “You”re sure?““The guards have been whispering,” Penny replied, her voice low and urgent. “They”re scared. They”re talking about Alpha Draven, about how he”s returning to reclaim the pack.“A deep sigh escaped Vivian”s lips. “It feels like a dream,” she admitted, her voice thick with emotion. “For so long, we”ve been trapped in this darkness. A sliver of hope was all we had left, but now...“
In the dimly lit council chamber of the Moon Shadow Pack, a sense of unease hung heavy in the air. The tragic demise of Alpha Landon, their former leader, cast a long shadow upon the gathering, their hearts still reeling from the treachery that had unfolded. In the aftermath, the cruel and power hungry Zoe, the architect of Landon"s downfall, had been banished, leaving a void in the pack"s leadership.As the cabinet members filed into the chamber, their faces etched with concern and uncertainty, Silas, the pack"s elder and former Beta, took his place at the head of the long oak table. His gaze was steady, his demeanor resolute, despite the weight of the decisions that lay before them."My fellow council members." Silas began, his voice resonating with authority, "we find ourselves at a critical juncture in the history of our pack. The events of recent days have tested our unity and resolve. It is imperative that we emerge from this turmoil with strength and determination."A ripple of
The air hung thick and heavy within the dank confines of the dungeon cell with the only light filtering in from a narrow slit high in the stone wall. Two figures huddled in the corner, their faces illuminated by the dim glow of a flickering torch. One, clad in a simple linen tunic shifted restlessly with her gaze fixed on the iron bars that separated her from the outside world. The other, a woman of imposing stature her dark hair pulled back in a tight braid remained still, her eyes reflecting the cold and hard reality of their situation."It's been two days." the woman in linen whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "Two days since they dragged us down here.” “Two days too long,” the other woman, the one with the braid, replied, her voice gravelly. “And still no word from the outside world or about Draven and his group.” The woman in linen, Vivian, let out a soft sigh. "I worry about them. Especially Jess. She is so young.”The other woman, Penny, her gaze hardening, said, "Mateo
The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and the metallic tang of fear. Jessica stood before Zoe, her figure rigid with the stark moonlight etching sharp shadows across her face. Her eyes, usually warm and welcoming were now cold glacial pools reflecting the depth of her anger. "You were my friend, Zoe." she said, her voice a low dangerous rumble. "We shared secrets, dreams, tears. And for what? For a taste of power? You threw our friendship aside, willingly walked the path of betrayal, all for the illusion of control."Zoe, her once proud face now contorted with fear, sank to her knees, her eyes wide and pleading. "Jessica, please, I know I made a terrible mistake. I was blinded by ambition, I lost my way. But I'm begging you, forgive me. I've learned my lesson, I'll never betray you again."Jessica's anger, fueled by the betrayal and the pain Zoe had inflicted began to bubble over. It was a pain that resonated deep within her, a constant reminder of the suffering Zoe had orchestra
The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. The sun, just peeking over the horizon, painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, casting long shadows across the sprawling forest. Jessica, her face flushed with the excitement of the coming journey, stood beside Draven, her hand snugly clasped in his. Her heart thumped with a rhythm that echoed the steady pounding of the horses" hooves on the forest floor."We"re finally going home." she whispered, her voice alight with a joy that resonated deep within her soul."Home." Draven echoed, his voice husky with emotion. He squeezed her hand, the warmth of his touch radiating through her, a comforting anchor in the turbulent storm of anticipation that raged within her. It had been months since she"d last seen her family, her mother, her siblings. The image of their worried faces, etched in her mind, fueled her desire to reach the Blood Moon pack, to be reunited with them, to share the news of her pregnancy, to feel the