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Here in out is the new chapters with the new story speak soon n.wood Check n.wood out, on fac3b00kChapter 27: The Tides of Battle Lillias’ POV The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, the cries of battle ringing in my ears as the night seemed to fracture around us. The ground beneath my feet shook with the pounding of paws, the deafening growls of wolves, and the harsh crack of claws against bone. The rogue pack had descended like a storm, surging into our territory, attacking with an intensity I hadn’t anticipated. The sky above was a faint silvery blue, but the moon, high and full, cast its eerie light over the chaos below, reflecting off the blood that pooled in the dirt. I wasn’t yet Alpha. That responsibility still lay with my father, Alpha Callum. But tonight, the weight of that mantle pressed down on me, the gravity of it palpable in every breath I took. The warriors fought valiantly, but I could see the strain in their eyes. They were tired—exhausted from hours of battle—and the rogues just kept coming, relentless in their pursuit. The women, children, an
Chapter 28: The Price of VictoryLillias’ POVThe battlefield had fallen silent, save for the labored breaths of the wounded and the soft whimpers of the survivors. It was a fragile peace, one that had been earned through bloodshed. The scent of blood hung thick in the air, mingling with the burnt earth and the faint traces of smoke still curling up from the remnants of destroyed homes. Victory had come at a great cost.The rogue Alpha, once so powerful and defiant, lay crumpled at my feet, his body broken and lifeless. His pack was scattered, decimated by the ferocity of our fight. The moment the last of them had fallen, the battlefield shifted into a painful quiet. Wolves on both sides were either dead or wounded, and now, we were left to pick up the pieces.I stood over the rogue Alpha, my claws still extended, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. There was power in me—more than I had ever imagined—but the victory felt empty. My pack, the wolves who had followed me into battle,
Chapter 29: The Last Stand Alpha Callum’s POV The air was thick with the scent of smoke and blood as I stood on the battlefield, my mind racing, my body burning from the brutal fight. My pack was scattered around me, fighting with every ounce of strength they had left. The rogues were relentless, overwhelming in their numbers, and despite our best efforts, we were losing ground. The chaos of battle swirled around me—shouting warriors, the clash of metal, and the earth beneath me shaking with each strike. My wolves—my pack—had fought valiantly, and I had led them with all my strength. But now, I was failing. My vision blurred, and I staggered, feeling the burn of exhaustion creeping through me. A rogue Alpha’s blade had found its mark, and blood poured from the wound in my side, the world around me spinning. I collapsed to my knees, the ground hard beneath me. My strength was waning, and with it, my grip on reality. I could feel my body growing cold, each breath more labored than th
Chapter 30: The Weight of LossLillias’s POVThe battlefield was silent now, save for the occasional groan of the injured and the whisper of the wind through the broken trees. The ground was soaked with blood, the once-vibrant greens and browns of the forest now painted in crimson. The air was thick with the metallic tang of death, a scent I would never forget.The rogues were gone—those who hadn’t fallen had fled into the night, but victory brought no relief. My body ached with exhaustion, and my mind felt numb as I surveyed the aftermath. Warriors moved among the dead and wounded, some helping comrades to their feet, others retrieving the fallen.And then there was him.My father.He lay where he had fallen, his strong, proud body now still, lifeless. I knelt beside him, my knees sinking into the blood-soaked ground as my trembling hands reached out to touch his face. It was still warm, though his skin was pale, his features peaceful.“Father,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
PrologueNear Loch Leven in the Lomond Hills in Scotland, lives Lillias princess of Alphas in a hidden city, a city of wolves, not just any wolves but werewolves. Descendant of the sun god himself. Her father Alpha Angus secretly doesn’t want his daughter to meet her mate just yet, wanting to keep his daughter safe by his side, Luna Isla the Alphas mate and Queen of Alphas wants their daughter to be happy. Lillias’ appearance disgusts her pack, all except her parents and brother Rory. What does the future hold for this little wolf?Let us find out.Lillias POVJust a week and I’ll be eighteen, I’m so nervous. I will be finally out of this pack, well I will if I find my mate. I wonder who he will be? Will he be strong? Tall? I don’t care for ranks but a less conspicuous like a omega would be nice, I would be able to avoid everyone then. I would no longer be considered as a princess and be able to live my life in the shad
Chapter 1: LilliasLillias POVThe wind tugged at my cloak as I stood at the cliff’s edge, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over Glen Cael. Below, the loch lay still, its glassy surface reflecting the stars. This was the only time I felt like myself—alone, beneath the open sky, with Scarlett stirring quietly within me.I tilted my face toward the moon, letting the pale light wash over me. It felt like a blessing, a silent reassurance that I wasn’t entirely alone. But even as I stood there, free in the moment, the weight of my title pressed heavy on my shoulders.The Alpha’s Princess. The words felt like a collar around my neck. To the pack, I was Lillias MacCrae, daughter of Alpha Callum and heir to the MacCrae dynasty. Pale-skinned, violet-eyed, and graceful—I looked every inch the royal wolf they expected me to be. But inside, I was restless. My wolf, Scarlett, was wild and untamed, her spirit chafing against the chains of duty.Run, Scarlett whispered, her voice low and eager. L
Chapter 2: The Stranger in the ShadowsSilas' POV The forest was alive with the sounds of the night, but I moved through it in silence. My footsteps barely disturbed the underbrush as I weaved between ancient trees, my senses sharp and attuned to every movement, every breath of wind.The pull had started days ago, a restless energy that drove me north. At first, I’d thought it was my wolf reacting to the change in territory, the way it always did when we crossed into unknown lands. But this was different. The feeling was deeper, sharper—like a string tied to my chest, tugging me forward.And tonight, I’d found its source.Her.The moment my eyes met hers, the world shifted. The bond hit me like a blow, and I felt my wolf, Rafe, stir with a force I hadn’t felt in years.Mate, Rafe rumbled, his voice a growl of certainty and possession.She was unlike anyone I’d ever seen—pale skin, like moonlight given form, and eyes that burned violet in the dark. Even from a distance, her presence wa
Chapter 3: The ChoiceSilas’s POVI stood in the clearing, the moonlight washing over me as the weight of Lucan’s words hung heavily in the air. The pull of the bond with Lillias MacCrae throbbed in my chest, an undeniable force that I couldn’t ignore. But neither could I ignore the past that lingered like a shadow, threatening to swallow me whole.You can’t outrun the past, Lucan’s voice echoed in my mind, biting and true.I clenched my jaw, the taste of bitterness sour in my mouth. I knew he was right. The fire, the betrayal, the things I had done… they couldn’t just be forgotten, no matter how far I ran. And now, with Lillias—an Alpha’s daughter, the future of a powerful pack—bound to me by fate, I found myself standing at a crossroads.I had always known that one day my past would catch up with me. I’d thought I could live a life of solitude, away from the pack, away from the politics and the power struggles that had once consumed me. But fate had a different plan.She deserves a b
Chapter 30: The Weight of LossLillias’s POVThe battlefield was silent now, save for the occasional groan of the injured and the whisper of the wind through the broken trees. The ground was soaked with blood, the once-vibrant greens and browns of the forest now painted in crimson. The air was thick with the metallic tang of death, a scent I would never forget.The rogues were gone—those who hadn’t fallen had fled into the night, but victory brought no relief. My body ached with exhaustion, and my mind felt numb as I surveyed the aftermath. Warriors moved among the dead and wounded, some helping comrades to their feet, others retrieving the fallen.And then there was him.My father.He lay where he had fallen, his strong, proud body now still, lifeless. I knelt beside him, my knees sinking into the blood-soaked ground as my trembling hands reached out to touch his face. It was still warm, though his skin was pale, his features peaceful.“Father,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Chapter 29: The Last Stand Alpha Callum’s POV The air was thick with the scent of smoke and blood as I stood on the battlefield, my mind racing, my body burning from the brutal fight. My pack was scattered around me, fighting with every ounce of strength they had left. The rogues were relentless, overwhelming in their numbers, and despite our best efforts, we were losing ground. The chaos of battle swirled around me—shouting warriors, the clash of metal, and the earth beneath me shaking with each strike. My wolves—my pack—had fought valiantly, and I had led them with all my strength. But now, I was failing. My vision blurred, and I staggered, feeling the burn of exhaustion creeping through me. A rogue Alpha’s blade had found its mark, and blood poured from the wound in my side, the world around me spinning. I collapsed to my knees, the ground hard beneath me. My strength was waning, and with it, my grip on reality. I could feel my body growing cold, each breath more labored than th
Chapter 28: The Price of VictoryLillias’ POVThe battlefield had fallen silent, save for the labored breaths of the wounded and the soft whimpers of the survivors. It was a fragile peace, one that had been earned through bloodshed. The scent of blood hung thick in the air, mingling with the burnt earth and the faint traces of smoke still curling up from the remnants of destroyed homes. Victory had come at a great cost.The rogue Alpha, once so powerful and defiant, lay crumpled at my feet, his body broken and lifeless. His pack was scattered, decimated by the ferocity of our fight. The moment the last of them had fallen, the battlefield shifted into a painful quiet. Wolves on both sides were either dead or wounded, and now, we were left to pick up the pieces.I stood over the rogue Alpha, my claws still extended, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. There was power in me—more than I had ever imagined—but the victory felt empty. My pack, the wolves who had followed me into battle,
Chapter 27: The Tides of Battle Lillias’ POV The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, the cries of battle ringing in my ears as the night seemed to fracture around us. The ground beneath my feet shook with the pounding of paws, the deafening growls of wolves, and the harsh crack of claws against bone. The rogue pack had descended like a storm, surging into our territory, attacking with an intensity I hadn’t anticipated. The sky above was a faint silvery blue, but the moon, high and full, cast its eerie light over the chaos below, reflecting off the blood that pooled in the dirt. I wasn’t yet Alpha. That responsibility still lay with my father, Alpha Callum. But tonight, the weight of that mantle pressed down on me, the gravity of it palpable in every breath I took. The warriors fought valiantly, but I could see the strain in their eyes. They were tired—exhausted from hours of battle—and the rogues just kept coming, relentless in their pursuit. The women, children, an
Hey my lads, lady's, werefolk, etc, sorry I have not wrote in a while but this book is getting redone from the beginning..... I will be hoping to change every chapter so hopefully you will be able to read where you are up to for free! Please comment on which chapter you are on so I can get the revised chapters out ASAP
Chapter 26: Clash of the Wolves Lillias’ POV The chaos erupted in a heartbeat. The stillness of the forest was shattered by the sound of snapping branches and howls that filled the air like thunder. My heart pounded in my chest as Scarlett surged forward, her powerful instincts pulling me into motion. My muscles screamed as they shifted, but I held steady, the weight of my role as Alpha pressing firmly on my shoulders. We had been waiting for this moment, but nothing could have truly prepared me for the intensity of the battle that had just begun. I could hear the rogues crashing through the woods, their steps quick and frantic, as though they, too, could feel the storm building. The first of them emerged into the clearing, their eyes glowing with predatory hunger. Their disheveled, filthy fur and twisted snarls were a stark contrast to the controlled, deadly presence of our pack. They were a wild, unrelenting force, driven only by the thirst for destruction. Silas was already the
Chapter 25: The Storm Breaks Lillias’ POV The night had grown heavier, the air thick with the scent of rain and impending danger. I stood at the edge of the pack grounds, my eyes scanning the distance. The stillness of the woods seemed unnatural, too quiet, as though the earth itself was waiting for something terrible to unfold. My senses were sharp, heightened by the power of the Alpha aura pulsing inside me. Scarlett, my wolf, paced restlessly within, her growls a low hum of anticipation. She could feel it too—something was coming, something darker than we had ever faced before. “Lillias.” Silas’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. He was standing behind me, his figure a comforting presence in the midst of the growing storm. His hand, warm and firm, rested on the small of my back as he stepped closer. His scent—wood and earth, comforting and familiar—filled my senses, calming the tension that had coiled in my chest. “The rogues are closing in,” he murmured, his voice laced with ur
Chapter 24: The Gathering StormRogue Leader’s POVThe night deepened around us as we gathered in the clearing, the wolves that followed me encircling the fire. The air was sharp with anticipation, the cold biting at my skin. I could feel the electricity in the atmosphere—the world seemed to hold its breath. This night would mark the beginning of something that could change the balance of power forever. The rogues, my loyal followers, were eager. They had tasted blood before, and now they were hungry for more.I could sense the unease among my warriors, though. Something had shifted in the wind, and even the most ruthless among them felt the weight of it. It was as though the earth itself was warning us. I shook the thought away. Warnings were for the weak.I stood at the center of the group, my eyes scanning each face—some were hardened, their eyes filled with the scars of battles long past. Others were younger, eager for their first taste of real conflict. They had all come to me, de
Chapter 23: The Enemy’s Shadow Rogue Leader’s POV The wind howled through the dense forest, carrying the scent of the pack that lay just beyond the ridge. It had been a while since I’d felt the pull of this land, but today… today, it was different. There was something in the air, a tremor of power that I couldn’t ignore. The moon was full, its light casting long shadows across the jagged landscape. I stood on a rocky outcrop, watching the distant lights of the pack house flicker like a beacon in the night. Below, my warriors were gathered, their eyes full of anticipation. They had followed me across miles of treacherous land, and now we were on the brink of something monumental. It had taken years to gather them, to cultivate this army—rogues, exiles, the desperate, the broken. But they were strong, unified under my leadership, and they would follow me into battle without question. They were loyal, in their own twisted way. But that power… I could feel it now, reverberating in th