Chapter Fifty-Two"Isabelle!! What is it?" Jessica asked quickly, trying to steady her heart. "What's wrong?""It's coming Jessica. It's coming. It's going to happen." Isabelle replied in alarm. "What is coming?" Jessica asked, her confusion increasing by the second. In response to her question, Isabelle pointed out through the window. Jessica turned immediately hoping to see a terrible demon of sorts bearing down on them but she saw only a clear and beautiful night outside. She sighed and turned back to Isabelle. "What are you doing Isabelle?" Jessica asked, almost thinking that Isabelle had completely gone mad. "The moon!" Isabelle screamed in frustration. "Look at the moon you dumb fool!"Jessica turned again and her eyes met the full moon breaking through the clouds and shining brightly, its silver obb sending out radiant light in different directions. "That's the full moon!" Isabelle screamed. "It's the night of the blood moon!" That was when the realization hit Jessica squ
"Why don't you just tell us what you're insinuating Leo?" Landon demanded with his eyes fixed on Leo Madison angrily. "I'm not saying anything Alpha." Leo replied flatly and then he turned to the woman who was sitting in their midst. "Tell us what the man looked like." He ordered. The woman cleared her throat before she spoke with a trembling voice. "It was misty but from what I saw the man was up to 6 feet tall and he wore a long black coat." The woman went on and gave a description that matched that of Alpha Landon from head to toe. "Are you telling us that the man was built just like our Alpha here?" Jasper asked sternly. "No Jasper." Landon chirped in. "She's clearly saying that I was the killer!" Landon exclaimed. The woman's face went white with fear and terror at what Alpha Landon had said. "No, no Alpha... It's not..""Silence woman!" Landon screamed with his hand up, silencing the woman. Landon needed to control this situation. He needed to take control or else he would
The joy Jessica felt that day could not be matched with anything. When she left the school that day, Jessica left as a wolf. For the very first time she could wander the forest that surrounded their pack in her wolf form.Jessica stopped and with her nozzle held high, she smelled the air, tasting it's dampness and the sweet aroma of the forest. Her vision had become unusually sharper and her hearing was superb in a way she could hear from really long distances. Her speed had increased greatly as well as her strength.The huge black wolf that was leading her into the forest stopped, sensing her lack of motion. The beast turned and fixed it's eyes on her. itsica could understand the wolf has clearly as if were conversing verbally. 'What are you doing?' Draven asked.'Take it easy with me Draven. This is my first time.' Jessica couldn't understand how she knew it but she simply willed her thoughts towards Draven and the words sounded loud and clear in her head the same way Draven's words
Beta Asher rose immediately from the chair at the the table where he sat. "I'm sorry Sebastian the Alpha calls and I need to leave." He said. "I'll go with you." Jessica said as she stood up abruptly. All heads and eyes turned to her immediately. "I'm not sure that would be wise now." Asher told her. "You need to rest and regain your strength.""I'm as strong as I can be." Jessica replied flatly. "Give me time and I'll be back in five." As she said this, Jessica turned and dashed upstairs to change her clothes. Asher exchanged looks with Sebastian and the latter shrugged in a defeated way. "You can't argue with her now Asher." Sebastian said simply. "Young borns are always this way." Asher replied with a knowing smirk on his face. Some time later or though not too long. Jessica returned all dressed in a blue fluffy jacket which she wore over tight blue jeans and sneakers. Her hair, she tied up in a neat bun behind her. "I'm ready. Let's go." She replied as she strolled towards th
Jessica backed away from the impending danger quickly and Draven backed her into a corner where he regarded her with blood red eyes. Jessica's heart was beating frantically against her chest as she quietly stood there feeling the Alpha's hot breath on her face. For a while Jessica feared that Draven would harm her. She feared that in his rage, Draven would rend her limb from limb. The air was heavy with tension as Jessica anticipated what would happen next. Draven finally turned away with a grunt. He walked straight to his desk and dropped heavily into his chair before the broken table. "Leave us!" Draven dismissed Jessica with a wave. Without waiting to be told twice, Jessica turned and fled the room as fast as she could. She didn't stop until she was finally out of the pack house entirely. Only then did she stopped running. She sat down on on a fallen log of tree and with her hand covering her face, Jessica began to sob. She regretted the decision she made to keep Landon's visit f
Jessica spent most of the day just sitting at a river close to her house and throwing stones at the water calmly. Her mind and thoughts were jumbled and messed up as she sat there that afternoon. Different thoughts crossed her mind as she sat there and none of them were refreshing thoughts. Yes Jessica had finally found her wolf but the events of the last several hours had left her stunned. At the moment Jessica wanted nothing more than stay alone. She didn't want to be disturbed or bothered. She simply wanted to sit there until whenever. "Very fine view isn't it?" The calm voice came directly behind her and Jessica jumped slightly as she turned around with extended claws and a ready mind to confront who had sneaked up on her. She saw that it was Draven and she let down her guard unconsciously. Draven was wearing his usual black long coat with black jeans and a black pair of shoes. Even when Jessica had wiped around menacingly, Draven did not flinch with his hands calmly in his pocke
"The mission was a success Alpha."Landon's lips curled into a smile that looked more like that of a beast. His army had proved it's value. He smiled, relinquishing in the victory he had achieved from his little standoff with the howling pack. The men had brought back reports of how the howling wind pack had crumbled immediately under the bulk of his army. Draven's reinforcement had no positive impact on the battle whatsoever, Landon heard how his army had easily bested this reinforcement of Draven's. He say on his chair in the pack house gleefully receiving the last of the reports from what transpired at howling wind pack. Beside Landon sat his Luna, Zoe while on his other side, sat his Beta Jasper James. Zoe was looking at the Alpha with disdain and disgust written all over her face but Landon was too caught up in his revels to notice the looks he earned from his own Luna. "That would teach Draven a lesson." Landon sneered after receiving the last of the reports. "My army is more
Jessica stood immediately and watched Vicky approach. Urgency in Vicky's voice and her motion indicated that she had something or was unto something. Jessica could only wait impatiently as Vicky approached. "What is it Vicky? What's the matter?" Jessica asked immediately Vicky came closer, unable to contain her anxiousness. In response to her question, Vicky pulled out a sheet of paper from her pocket. The paper appeared to be a page that was torn from one of Vicky's books. Vicky went to her knees and carefully spread the paper on the grass for Jessica to see. "Look Jessica look!" Vicky exclaimed. "Umm what exactly I'm I looking at?" Jessica asked in confusion. "This page talks about the curse look!" Vicky pointed at a paragraph and began to explain immediately. "The curse began about seven generations ago and have been passed down ever since. The curse skips generations sometimes but it has always been there. It has always been here. And look... This bit here talks about what wou
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