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
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
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
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
**Elora's POV** “What the hell!” I yelled furiously as I watched the man I called my fiancé making out with my best friend. “Lucien! Zora!” I yelled, but they didn't answer me. Instead, they continued what they were doing, acting like I wasn't even in the room. My heart shattered to pieces as I watched the two people I thought were my last family betray me in the most painful way possible. “Harder, Lucien! Oh my goodness!” Zora moaned out in pleasure as Lucien continued pounding into her. Anger seared through me at an incredibly fast rate, and I couldn't take it anymore. I instantly threw my bag to a corner of the room and yanked Lucien away from Zora. His dick was still hard, but that only infuriated me the more. I went to stand in front of him, and before he could say anything, I landed two slaps on both his cheeks. “You slapped me?” He thundered, glaring dangerously at me as if trying to intimidate me, but I stood unmoved. “And I will do it again and again if need be. How co
**Elora's POV** Betrayal hurts more than anything, especially if it is from someone you love; someone you thought loved and cared for you. That day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, but it turned out to be a miserable one. I was brutally murdered, and my throne was at stake. At that time, everything was pitch black with no way out. Then, I knew what I had to do, and that was to request favor from the moon goddess. She answered me and in that darkest hour, I emerged, not as before but as someone new; someone strong, someone who was ready to eliminate all her enemies. ************* My eyes fluttered open and I exhaled. It was like breaths were gathering in my nose. I gasped and sprung up from the bed. My chest heaved up and down as if I was going to die a second time but after sometime, everything stabilized. “Where am I?” I rubbed my eyes to see clearly, but it was all a bit blurry. Was this the afterlife? Wasn't the afterlife supposed to be clear and peaceful? I tho
**Elora's POV** “No! Hell no!” I exclaimed immediately. Why him? Of all people in the world, why must it be Damon? Why the heck must it be him? His lips formed into a smirk. He must have felt that spark too, and known. “Hello, Mate.” “Don't you dare call me that. Don't you fucking dare!” I yelled and pulled my hair, frustratingly. Things weren't supposed to go down this way. Nothing like this happened two years ago. I haven't been able to sense my mate since I turned 18, and I learned to live with it after I met Lucien, but why should I get a mate after my rebirth? It doesn't make sense! I suddenly burst out laughing. “Oh, now I get it. The moon goddess just wants to test me,” I muttered out loud and looked up. “Moon goddess, I got your test now, so please take it back, okay? It was only a joke, and I get it.” I sounded ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. “Elora,” Damon called. I responded with a glare. This is crazy. Why him? I hated Damon to the core. The man had a thing for
**Elora's POV** “Have you gone insane? What sort of ridiculous demand is that?” Beta Dexter asked. He was practically glaring daggers at me. I scoffed. “I'll forgive you once for this rant, but the next time you talk to I, Elora Whitlock, Luna of this pack again, I won't hesitate to have you killed and thrown to the vultures.” I snapped and he gasped. “Elora, don't forget that I am the one on the throne; the one with the authority. It's disrespectful of you to come here and say gibberish.” Beta Dexter yelled at me. Elder Blake held my hand. “Daughter, what are you up to?” He whispered to me. “It is simple and clear. I am ready to emerge as Luna. Don't worry about the pack. I know everything there is to know because I have been secretly studying books and taking lessons.” I whispered back to him. “Are you sure you can do this?” He asked. “Yes, Elder Blake. You have to trust me on this one. I am no longer that naive little princess that everybody knows.” He smiled and patted my
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