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 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 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
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
JESSICA'S POV****I could feel my heart being ripped out of my chest standing right before my long-time boyfriend and best friend, their hands clasped together. I narrowed my eyes at them, my full blossom pink lips pressed together watching a smirk appear on Zoe's tin lips. It was a full moon and also my 18th birthday, which I had been looking forward to it because everyone at the moon shadow pack had mocked and laughed at me for years because I was Wolfless and the only girl of my age without a wolf.My mother has vehemently assured me that i would finally get my wolf on my 18th birthday. But it was the full moon, the one everyone had been waiting for because it was a Lunar night, one that was regarded as the blood moon night, and the feast was to be held within all packs in Hilltown. Alpha Landon and I have been dating since college, when Landon became Alpha of the pack, he met his wolf and realized that i was his mate but I had not been able to confirm it without the existence o
“ She has been parading herself all this while as the soon-to-be Luna of our pack”.“ And now she is nothing but a worthless girl with no wolf”. Another spoke and they all laughed. Vivian immediately dashed out to the river bank where she knew Jessica would be in a moment like this where she was down. Jessica was indeed at the river bank, throwing stones and starting at the water splash while the tiny stones sank in, her eyes filled with so many tears that they had turned bleary red. Vivian silently took the space close to her daughter, Jessica did not turn around to notice her presence, she was familiar with her scent and had perceived it from a mile away. “ Why did it have to be me, mother, why did I have to go through so much pain”. A stream of tears flowed through her eyes, Vivian found her arm and squeezed it firmly. “ Because it had to be you, it takes someone strong and courageous to be special”.“ But I don't want to be special, I want to be normal like other teenage girl
Vivian Lyon strides through the hallway of the school wearing a leather black suit that enhances her light complexion. Her brown hair was waved up ponytail and with no makeup applied on her face, Vivian still glowed in her late forties. She was previously engaged to the Alpha of the Midnight Pack but once she found her mate and he was the one, she broke the engagement, she was a beauty of her time and everyone would gasp as she walked up still now, she still turned head around. She had come over to the school to pick up a few documents but seeing her daughter get bullied sent a fury inside of her. “ What is going on here? ”. She roared, walking closer to them while other students slowly drifted behind, for fear of what she might do. “ Aunt Vivian, Jessica won't stop bullying me just because the Alpha rejected her and chose me instead, I have been trying to make peace with her but she won't accept my plead”. Zoe pouted her lips and spoke in the most emotional way known. “ But th
Vivian sat upright and forced out a smile. “ Jessica, you are back, I did not hear you come in”. She spoke casually. “ Dad! Mom, you don't have to leave the pack for my sake, I will be fine, this is the pack you were born with and have invested so much in”.“ It is alright dear, Alpha Draven has accepted us to his pack, we will find your wolf even if it means going through the earth and we are going to prove them wrong, all of them that mocked and humiliated you”. Both women let the tears roll through as they embraced each other. The next day, Vivian and Sebastian both went to the pack house to see Landon who had to summon them. They stood in the large living room not daring to sit, this was the home where Jessica grew up and ran around like a playground, it was the only place they ever felt like home. But now the couple had a strange feeling standing here, everywhere felt strange and uncomfortable and they dared not relax. “ Sebastian! ”. Landon called from the stairs wearing bl