**Author's POV**“What do you want us to talk about?” Zora asked and Damon sighed.“I just want to talk to you two. I can see you're less busy, so why don't we discuss before you go for dinner?” He inquired.Zora exchanged looks with Lucien. She put on a brave front, so he wouldn't notice her uneasiness. Within her, she wondered if Damon had found out something about her and Lucien. If he has, then there was trouble… big trouble.The least she could do now is not give herself away because he would obviously attempt to intimidate them.She sighed and nodded. Damon tried to search for any sign of fears in her eyes, at least that would give him a guarantee that they had nothing to hide but that's obviously not working. She seemed bold, like she knew what he had in mind for them.He gestured for them to follow him and they did as he led them to the sitting room. He made them sit on the chair and the first question he threw at them almost threw them off balance.“Have you guys heard of Zor
“My soul?” Beta Dexter asked, and she nodded with a mischievous smile plastered on her face.Lucinda left him and sat down, waiting for his answer. “You want power. I can give you power, Dexter. I can make you rise high above your enemies and trample on them all. Of course, I can do that. But nothing as strong and powerful as that comes without a Price. You have to pay the price, so you can enjoy it later.” She smiled at him.Dexter sighed and weighed his options. She was right, though. What did he need his soul for if he was going to have unlimited power? His soul meant nothing to him as far as he would have the chance to teach Elora a very valuable lesson.He looked at her and nodded his head. “I'll gladly sell my soul to you, but if I do that, how am I going to leave?” He asked.Lucinda cackled. “I'm not taking your soul out of you. I'm using it for my own gain. It's not like I'm snatching it and killing you in the process.” She answered.Dexter sighed in relief. “Alright. I'm read
**Elora's POV**I saw the elders scrunch up their faces in irritation. Even I found it weird, but I did give Damon the go ahead to do whatever he liked. I was eager to know who the murderer was.I have a conviction that it wouldn't be Elder Blake because he had nothing to do with Gina. He was someone who didn't like having any familiarity with the maids or guards, but I didn't want to conclude just yet because of what Lucien did to me. I have learnt not to trust too easily and allow personal conviction get in the way of what I'm trying to achieve.“What do you think you're doing? Are you trying to blame us, the elders, for the death of a common maid?” Elder Brent asked.He had been quiet for some time, and I wondered why he spoke up.“This isn't something you should have a problem with, Elder Brent. Besides, Elder Blake didn't say anything, so I don't see why—”“Because he didn't say anything doesn't mean he approved of this bullshit!” He snapped, interrupting Damon, which kind of pis
**Elora's POV**“What the heck did you just tell me?” I asked him.“I said I would tell you everything you need to know, only if you spare me.” He said.I ordered the guards to take him to where he would be whipped mercilessly. Maybe he wasn't in his right senses before asking to be spared after taking another person's life. The whipping should bring him to his senses. I could hear his screams as he got whipped and it was like music to my ways. He was a wicked man and desm deserve sympathy nor pity and definitely not mercy.After a while, he was brought back, looking almost half dead.“Now, what did you tell me again?” I asked, thinking the whip might have reset his brain, but I was wrong.“Spare me.” He coughed out blood.I frowned. “Your audacity today is alarming, Elder
**Author's POV**Dexter stepped into the woods and looked around. After returning from the witch's place and acquiring power, he realized that his senses were heightened more than before and he was almost invincible.He could do whatever he wanted to, see whatever he wanted, and hear whatever he wanted as well. And what he had heard was something he wouldn't want to happen. He'd have to take them out to avoid his plans getting ruined by a wannabe Luna.He disappeared and appeared in front of the hut where he had kept the elders himself. With a smirk, he placed a knock on the door.When the elders realized that he was the one, they opened the door for him and he entered.“Oh my goodness, Dexter, you're back!” Elder Moon exclaimed.“He looks different from when we last saw him.” Elder Matt chuckled.“Were you a
**Damon's POV**After Elora fainted, I panicked and quickly caught her before she hit the floor. I stared at the writing in blood, and no one needed to tell who the heck had done that.Dexter!I knew the moment we stepped in and saw the dead elders that Dexter was responsible. He had killed them to cover up for his crimes, and so they wouldn't expose what he had done.“Clean the place up,” I ordered the guards and left with Elora.When I got to the palace, I rushed her to the room and placed her on the bed. Zena and Luca rushed in immediately with worried looks on their faces.“Oh my goodness! What happened to her?” Zena asked and I sighed.“She passed out.” I answered.“What are you doing standing there, let's look for a way to revive her,” Zena panicked and started searching around. “Hey, Luca, go get water, anything and call the pack doctor!” She dashed out orders and I became shocked because I thought they were bad people and seeing her panic this much, even more than me, started m
**Zora's POV**When I returned to the room, I locked the door and jumped up happily.“I wonder what happened to her that made her faint, Lucien. Do you think it's the poison?” I asked Lucien, who sat on the bed, his lips forming into a smile.“I don't think it's the poison. The poison is supposed to lilo her slowly before getting worse, and that should be after the final dose. You're so smart, Zora!” He praised, and I smiled, pretending not to know what he was talking about.“Smart?” I asked.“Yes. I liked how you acted all worried about her and made Damon rush to get her water. You even argued with him and I bet he's confused right now whether we have ulterior motives or not.” He whispered and I chuckled.He was right, though. Everything I did out there was an act to make Damon lower his guard and to also confuse him. Luckily for us, I was able to inject Elora the last dose before he returned from the bathroom with water. The feeling was superb, and I can't wait to see the effects of
**Author's POV**Dexter sat on a chair that looked like a throne in an apartment he had conjured up by himself, blood dripping from his hand. He had killed the elders, and he was very proud of what he had done. He felt no remorse or regrets for what he did. They had become an obstacle and he got rid of them. He wanted nothing to foil his plans and was ready to go extreme to accomplish his goals.He looked at the blood dripping from his hand with an accomplished smile on his face and stood up.“Elora,” He chuckled as he called her name. He had seen what happened when she saw the note of warning he left on the wall for her. “I had no idea you were this frightened. Now that I know you can't stand the sight of blood, I know exactly what to use against you. Why don't I play with your emotions a little before finishing you off for good, Luna?” He cackled and disappeared, reappearing in the palace.He made himself invisible so no one would see him and since it was already the dark of night,
130 (FINAL CHAPTER)**Elora’s POV**We walked hand in hand down the stairs, the excitement, and energy of the gala already palpable. As we entered the ballroom, the music stopped and the guests turned to face us, bowing and curtsying in respect. Damon held my hand tighter, making me revel in the sense of power and control we shared as the leaders of the pack.I smiled and curtsied back, my red hair cascading over my shoulders. “Thank you all for coming tonight,” I said, my voice loud and clear. I was so glad that they could come. After everything I’ve been through, I deserved this happiness. My eyes roamed the crowd of people gathered, and a smile graced my lips as I began to address them. “As we all know, tonight is a special occasion. We gather here to celebrate our victory and honor those who have fallen, but more importantly, we come together as a pack, stronger than ever before," I continued, my voice ringing with authority. "We have endured much, but we have persevered, and I c
129.**Damon’s POV**After Dexter’s death, the next few days was more like a feast in White Tide Pack. Elora really outdid herself this time, and I remained proud of her despite all that. Tonight was a gala to celebrate our victory and also honor the wolves that lost their lives in the battle.I stood in front of the mirror and glanced at myself. I couldn’t deny the fact that I actually looked good in the black pants, White shirt and Black jacket that I was putting on. With Dexter gone, I knew peace had returned to the pack and I would be able to sleep with both eyes closed. While he was still on rampage, I was so busy investigating how to find him and get rid of him that I couldn’t sleep a wink, coupled with Elora’s deteriorating health and the pack’s affairs, it was really a load to carry, but I’m glad it all worked out in the end.Elora, my beautiful mate, is healthy and bubbling with energy alongside her white wolf, whom the pack’s priestess adored so much. It’s been beautiful, a
128.**Author’s POV**The guards nodded their heads and tied Dexter to a tree. They got their whips ready and took turns to whip him. Dexter groaned in pain as the whips landed on his back, tearing his skin.As they took turns to whip him, Elora stood with her arms folded while the people watched with bemused expression on their faces. She walked to where he was tied and smiled at him.“How do you feel?” She asked obviously and he glared at her. He couldn’t say anything as the whips kept landing on his back, the guards showing no form of mercy.He began to bleed and even with the blood dripping from his body, they didn’t hold back and continued to whip him. When they were sure it had reached a hundred strokes, they stopped and Dexter thought he would be relieved, but Elora hadn’t had enough.“Continue,” she ordered, and Dexter didn’t know when tears dropped from his eyes. The guards continued with their torture while he screamed in pain, saying that he couldn’t bear it anymore. “This
127.**Author’s POV**The wolf was magnificent as she stood, staring at Dexter with her eyes red in rage. Dexter stood to his feet, still not believing that Elora was a pure white wolf. In the history of Werewolves, according to the stories he had heard from the Alpha and the Luna, the white wolves were seen as replicas of the moon goddess. They were the most powerful wolves alive and once a wolf shifts into them, it gives them unquestionable power both in human form and in wolf form, but they were said to have become extinct since no wolf has wielded the power.He couldn’t believe Elora was one. He knew he stood no chance against her, but he was too proud to back out of the fight now. He felt it would hurt his pride, so he gestured for his wolves to attack her and they did.Damon sprung to his feet to protect her, but before he could lift a finger, the wolves had all fallen dead at her feet. Elora didn’t even have to lift a paw.Zora and Lucien gasped at the sight before them. They
126.**Author’s POV**Elora couldn’t believe what she just heard. All these years she had been trying to find the scumbag that killed her parents and bring him or her to justice but unknowingly, he had been under her nose all these while. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to struggle from the grip of Zora and Lucien, who held her tight with mischievous smiles on their faces.Dexter walked to where she was and held her chin up. “You should have remained the lowly and witty omega you were. If you hadn’t stuck your nose where it didn’t fit, the story would have been different. Now look at your fallen soldiers and your helpless mate. What are you going to do now huh?” He laughed at her.“Why the heck did you kill my parents?” She ignored the other things he had said and threw the only question that had been bothering her at him. One thing she knew was that the Alpha and Luna treated him so well. They trusted him because he was their beta, and did everything in their power to make
125.**Author’s POV**Drake smirked and folded his arms. “You want to end everything today, don’t you? You’re welcome to try,” He chuckled, walking forward. He couldn’t deny that Elora was smart to have brought the war to him instead and met them unprepared, but he was more than ready to dig his claws into her throat and pull her intestines out.He had been preparing for this day for ages, and he wasn’t going to back down now.Elora, on the other hand, was determined to end everything today. She wanted to go back to her people and give them a beacon of hope, so they won’t live in fear of the unknown. She wanted them to be able to trust her as their leader, and with Damon by her side, she knew they were going to win. She would make sure they won even if it meant sacrificing her life to secure the victory.Drake clapped his hand and his soldiers appeared. With the help of his dark magic, he collapsed his hideout and turned the place into a full battleground. If he wanted to decapitate E
124**Author's POV**As they all got ready to go to Drake's hideout, Damon couldn't conceal his expression as he was so worried about Elora. "I think you shouldn't go please," Damon said to Elora but she wasn't going to have it. "I need to, Look here Damon, I'm the Alpha Luna of this pack, which means that everybody in this pack are looking up to me," Elora explained and sighed deeply. "I can't possible relax at the mansion and put the people's lives at risk," Elora explained to him, but Damon was still hellbent on her resting home. "Damon, if I stay back home, I'll not be at peace. I need to be present because there must be something that I can do to help," Elora explained and he nodded. Her mind was made up, and she wasn't going to listen to him, so he decided she have her way. "I'm just worried about you, especially now that he has dark magic and you're recovering from the poison which you took," Damon sighed, but Elora walked up to him and patted him fondly on his shoulders.
Chapter 123Martha will flinch and would be more confused about the way to go about things. She didn’t know how to lie to save herself from that awkward situation but she decided to keep a serious face. “I know nothing,” She frowned and said, but Damon wouldn’t take that for an answer. For some reason, Damon was suspecting her and he has decided to listen to his instincts. “Would you talk to me now, or else…..” I was about threatening her when Elora completed it. “Else you’ll make me use force on you,” She said, making Damon avert his gaze to her. Elora was already trying hard to be on her feet, and it was like the moon goddess was on her side, so she found it easier as usual to stand. But still, she struggled with her balance but suddenly managed to stand firm. “You, use force on me?” Martha thought, and a wry chuckle escaped her lips. “There’s nothing I can say to you, but you can’t force me into admitting to something I never did,” She said, glaring at them really hard. E
122The next day came quickly, as Damon was seen mobilizing the soldiers as he prepared them for defense. He also went as far as employing huge wolves at every corner of the mansion. He’s ulterior motive was for there to be safety in the pack, and for Elora to feel safe.He had finished attending to the soldiers and walked back to Elora’s room where he met the most grateful sight he has ever been wishing for. Just as he entered, Elora batted an eye lid open and a wry chuckle escaped her lips and that was when Damon rushed towards her holding her carefully. “Are you okay?”“Do you feel pain anywhere?” He asked, as he looked over her, his face clouded with worry. “Do you want any…..” He was saying when she interrupted him, and smiled lightly. “I’m fine Damon, I’m feeling a lot stronger than before,” She said, as a wide smile appeared on her lips Damon wasn’t left out as he was happy that his love was finally awake. “You scared hell out of me,” He groaned, and bent over, placing