“Oh, I'm sorry, Scarlett, I don't think you should go up there right now.”Scarlett Davis came to an abrupt halt at the foot of the stairs. A frown creased across her forehead as she casted a confusing look at her boyfriend’s sister, Saddy Campbell. Saddy was almost like a sister and heck she loved her but wasn't up for her games that moment. “Why? I have to see my boyfriend, your brother. Noah is up there, isn't he?” She looked past Saddy up the stairs. Legs itched her. She couldn't wait. Saddy lashes blinked but she said no words. Scarlett drew in a deep breath. Her patience was growing thin by the second. She tried to sidestep Saddy but Saddy was quick to stand in her way again. Another exasperated sigh. “What is wrong, Saddy? You need to get out of the way now. I can't keep Noah waiting.”“I don't think Noah wants to see you now, Scarlett,” Saddy blurted. Her lips tightened into a thin line. Scarlett’s eyes pinched. Saddy was always like this when she wanted something. “Ok
Scarlett felt several eyes on her as she curled herself into one of the seats in the bar. She ignored their dirty looks and continued to gulp down her drink. The night was cold and sad. Like her heart. Her throat burned at each gulp but her soul craved for more and her hands continued to pour. She was done crying. Now she was going to drink until her brains would blackout. “Look at her drinking herself to stupor.” She heard one of the girls in a table of three say. “Poor thing. I think I feel a little pity for her.”“Pfffftttt! I feel no pity for wretched bitches that don't know their place!” The first girl spat. “How dare she think she can get to be with the Alpha's son? A worthless Omega’s daughter marries the Alpha's son? Isn't that laughable?” The third girl cackled. “Fool. How she didn't know she was only being used. Noah is really smart. Worthless girls like her deserve endings like this one.”The other two laughed. “So, who is Noah's new bitch? Heard he is planning to mar
“You are very beautiful and even if your boyfriend really did break up with you today, you please my eyes. What do you say? Let's have some fun. Drinks on me.”A hiccup left Scarlet. She blinked. Before she could get a chance to refuse the strange yet tempting offer, the strange man was already walking into the club. She snapped back and after him, she ran. True, she could use some drinks. Her steps quickened as she tried to match his long stride. “Who are you and what is your name?” She asked again. He didn't stop nor said any word until they were inside the club. “Fuvk out of the way bitch!” A completely wasted guy barked at Scarlett as he growled past her. Tall man pulled her out of the way. “This way. You don't want them squeezing you in here,” he guided her out of the people packed hall towards a slightly wide and long corridor. A drunk man poked his head out of one of the rooms and began to puke. Tall man lifted his palm and covered her eyes, stopping her from seeing the
HOWLING MOON PACKTHE LYCAN ALPHA RESIDENCEThere was no way he could get rid of the memory of her no matter how much he tried. A tinge of regret washed over him. Somehow, her scent still lingered in his brain. Her long dark hair that always found a way to her face the entire night occasionally flashed in his mind. And her moans still rang in his head. He sighed regretfully. He had never intended for it to happen. But the attraction was a lot. She was so pretty when she stared up at him. Not many women dared to do that. And heck when she had bluntly asked if he wanted to sleep with her, he nearly lost his mind. Perhaps it was because he hadn't laid any woman for too long a while. He hated himself more because there seemed to be no guilt in his heart. The thought of his first mate crossed his mind. His wolf leapt ready to judge him. Asher sighed and shook his head. Not now, wolf. He rubbed his tired eyes. “Who is she?”“Who is who?” Ethan sauntered in casually. Asher jolted, gav
“Miss Scarlett Davies. You must follow us now. You have been selected as one of the women to be taken to the Howling Moon Pack.”Two of the uniformed men reached forward and grabbed her. “What?” Scarlett shrieked. “Father! You can't let them take me away!” Scarlett cried. Davies lunged forward in attack but was grabbed and held down by one of the Alpha’s guards. “Not my daughter…. unhand my daughter now…!”“That we can't do Mr Davies.”A voice came from the door. Scarlett swore she recognized that voice. And right she was as Noah entered. Her jaw dropped. “Noah? What are you doing here? Don't tell me you did this…”“I had no option, Scarlett. My father trusted me with this and I needed to make him proud. Besides, you are without a mate and still a virgin.”“You cheating lying bastard!” Scarlett charged. The men held her. She fumed glaring at Noah. The Noah she didn't recognize anymore. Had he always been this way or was she blinded by love she didn't see.“Easy now Scarly darli
SCARLETTI looked behind my shoulder. It was the girl from the vehicle. Where had she appeared from again? “You…” I gasped. She steadied me. “Get a grip, girl. You don't want to be singled out on your first day.”I swallowed back the rest of my words. The Lycan Alpha was nearing where I stood and my heart was pounding hard. I dipped my head. He stopped before me and lingered. Dear moon goddess, make him go please…“Look up,” he ordered and I froze. Seemed I prayed too late to the goddess. Slowly, I raised my face. His eyes pinched. He tilted his head and regarded me. I kept my face plain, ready and determined to quickly deny if he so much as brought up the night at the club. As long as everything was concerned, that night never happened. Then he spun without another word. “Take them to their quarter,” he commanded. Together with the Lycan elders, he strode off. Huh? Didn't he recognize me?Perhaps I was too early to think the moon goddess didn't answer my prayer. But h
Asher’s face rumpled. He had been at it for over a few minutes The girl at the club and the girl that surely would be at the werewolf quarters by now were the same. The very girl that had occupied her mind the past few days. He was definitely sure about it. He was so certain she was the one yet couldn't understand why she acted so different. But why was she amongst the werewolf women?He paused and envisioned all over again her face and her reaction when he asked her to look up. He kept on wondering why she acted like she had never seen him before. He should have asked her right there and then but the elders were watching. And he clearly saw Elder Conor’s eyes on her. His jaw tightened. Those greedy elders…He knew what they would have been planning. He saw through their lustful eyes. Unable to hold back anymore, he called Ethan in. “I need you to bring one of the new werewolf girls to me.”“A new werewolf girl?” Ethan was surprised. Then his face broke into smug grin.“You know
SCARLETTI was fuming as I left the lycan Alpha's house. I almost charged at me but my wolf kept holding me back. I forced my legs to a stop outside the Alpha's house. What? So one had to give up something to be able to have a life in this shit hole?He had the mind to say those disgraceful words to me as the lycan Alpha. He knew the werewolf girls were facing such humiliation and troubles and he kept shut. He knew about the evils of his elders and he had been ignoring them. Little wonder they call him the puppet Lycan Alpha. It was getting clearer, the rumours. It was the Lycan elders that controlled him and it was clear he didn't have a mind of his own. How could I have given my virginity to such a coward. I had almost forgotten about my anger until strange things started to happen. And it didn't even take long. Some rough looking men came and took the girls away. One today, two the next day. The girls came back battered in the body with swollen faces and others came back bod
“Get ready. Someone is coming here today to take our measurements,” Freya said to Asher who was focused on the documents before him. Asher wasn't paying attention and it took a few seconds for Freya's words to fully register in his brain. He pushed the document close and looked up. “What did you just say?”“I have booked a designer. She'd design our outfits and she will be here any moment soon.” Freya was in front of the square-shaped mirror in Asher's office and giving her make-up finishing touches. She didn't need a glam look to take measurements for her wedding outfits. However she'd sworn to always appear perfect before Asher. It didn't matter for how long or for what reason and so far she was living up to it. She patted her index finger on her lower lip and smashed her lips together to create a full red lips. Asher scowled. “Designer? Who authorized?”“I spoke to my father–”“Your father is not the Alpha of this Pack nor the leader of this pack!” Before she would finish, Asher
SCARLETT The instant she walked in, something in me chilled. I recognized her immediately. Asher's wife and Luna to be of the Pack. It would be stupid if I studied everyone else but missed her. She was the arrow Silas Darkthorn was using to pin Asher down after all. There were so many mysteries around her. So much of her life before she left the pack was wiped off. Of course, it had to be no one else but Silas Darkthorn's handwork. Old geezer tried really hard to keep her record clean and eliminate any suspicions regarding the fact they weren't related at all. Where she lived prior to returning was another mystery I couldn't uncover. As I saw her walk in, I realized that perhaps it was finally time. Time to meet the pawn in this game. An important pawn. I had waited for her to show up since the day I opened. Had even chirped in to some of the younger women stylishly hoping the news would reach her someday. Had no idea it would take this short while. Few times that I snuck in to wat
Asher received another letter. He stared long and hard at it. Now he was really curious where these letters were coming from. Damian and Lucas thought it was an ally of his that preferred to stay unknown. But he couldn't understand it. Why was this person helping him? He'd thought of every single possibility of it turning out to be someone he knew or had encountered but that didn't make sense either. If it wasn't Damian or Lucas, then he definitely didn't know who it was. A name suddenly occurred to him. “Samuel Wolfe? This could be him. He has a grudge on Silas,” he muttered skimming through the letters again. “No way. I doubt it. He refused your visit the other time,” Damain said. Asher shrugged. Damian was right. Samuel Wolfe had refused his visit once he heard he wanted his help to take down Silas Darkthorn. He didn't blame him. Who'd want to go head to head against Silas after suffering what Samuel had suffered. It wasn't just about losing to Silas Darkthorn, he had lost his
SCARLETT’S POV “Did she tell you she will be here today?” one of the women asked impatiently. They were waiting for Mae Darkthorn and it had been over thirty minutes already. “Yes. You know she never goes back on her words.” the other one assured. Almost at the same time, Mae Darkthorn stormed in.“Madam Chief, is there any problem? You don't look so well,” the woman expressed concern as they arranged her a seat and relieved her of her handbag. They gathered around her and begged her to tell them who had upset her so they'd fight for her. “The puppet Alpha is challenging my husband,” Mae started, fuming. My ears stood. I was sitting on the sewing machine adjacent to where they were. “Asher did? Isn't he afraid of death?” “How dare he challenge the chief elder?”“He is only a puppet!”The women sneered. It was an unbelievable sight to behold. One that would make anyone gather a lump of saliva and spit out. If an outsider was there, one that knew absolutely nothing about the id
Silas was very furious after his meeting with Asher. He could not believe what he'd sat through. He could not believe the words that had come out of Asher’s mouth. The worse was those words were directed at him. Saying he was maddened was probably an understatement. His entire body vibrated with rage. He wanted to kill Asher immediately. But even with his authority, he knew killing an Alpha openly was going to bring nothing but his own downfall. He stopped on the walkway abruptly as a thought flashed before him. Asher knew Campbell was going to be there that night. How? Had Campbell tried to play him? “No…” He shook his head. If Campbell had tried to play him, then Asher wouldn't have captured him and he wouldn't have tortured him to get the truth out of him. Was it someone else? Who could it be?He shrugged and kept walking. Soon he arrived were his car was and the door held open.He may have been disrespected in this meeting but he took solace in the fact that he got to see Ash
“You must meet him this time. You can't keep avoiding a meeting with him,” Ethan said to Asher. They just got notified of Silas Darkthorn impromptu visit demanding to meet Asher privately. “I disagree. He doesn't have to meet him. Silas will only try to rile him up,” Lucas countered. Asher huffed out air. He stroked his chin. Then he leapt up after a moment. “Take him to the meeting room.”“Let him in?” Lucas questioned wide-eyed. He still didn't believe why Asher wanted to risk this. Asher shot him a look and he comported. “I will speak with him alone. You both stay behind,” Asher told them and advanced to the meeting room. “My Alpha, you must feel troubled,” Silas began slowly after the two had settled into their seats in the meeting room. He picked his words one after the other, his eyes watchful of every reaction Asher should make. “A man you captured suddenly is found dead in your prison. It must be a cause of concern for you. However, my Alpha, I wonder if I have been mista
“Is everything alright now?” one of the elders that had gathered for a meeting at Silas Darkthorn’s house asked. “Of course! Alpha Campbell is dead and his sons arrested. What else is remaining?” Another elder replied bubbly. He was one of the elders that had held a secret meeting without Silas on whether they should cut Silas off and side with Asher or not. Seeing Silas Darkthorn show his power once more settled that and saved him making that difficult decision. “But Asher is biting more than he can chew,” he sighed. “How shocked they must have been to receive the news.”“What news?” the first elder asked, leaning forward in curiosity. The Second Elder looked at him and almost asked if he had been living in a hole the entire time. “You know how the Alphaship is passed onto the Beta after an Alpha commits a crime and dies and he has no son available to take his place?”First elder nodded, his ears widening. “It won't be so in this case. Apparently Asher sent a letter to Beta Claud
Freya thought a lot about it. The woman had said she should use it with caution and had mentioned that things could go wrong on the wrong use. She felt her pocket again. The small bulge was still there. Since she came back from the hill, she'd been going around with it waiting for the right time. It was almost difficult to get Asher alone. She needed this to be perfect. Once this was done, she'd live happily with him. She could even help him get rid of Silas Darkthorn if he wished. “Where's my husband?” she asked a maid. “Ma'am, he is in his chamber.”“Ma'am?!” She landed the maid a resounding slap. “Repeat your answer.”“He is in his chamber, my luna.”“Rubbish.” She hissed and walked away. One time when she came newly, she had overheard some maid servants mocking her for calling Asher her husband when they were yet to have a proper Pack wedding. They said she was trying too hard and that Asher would never fall for someone like her. They said she wasn’t fit to be Luna. She heard
SILVER FANG PACK “Dad, shouldn't we do something about it?” Rose asked her father, Beta Claudio as she joined him in the sitting room. “Do what exactly?” Beta Claudio questioned. He was looking at the picture frame he took with Alpha Campbell during their early days when they became Alpha and Beta. They'd sworn to protect the Pack before anything else. “Dad! Our Alpha is captured and his sons too and you are the Beta. Shouldn't you do something about it?” Not like she cared but not being sure if and when they would come back or not was a concern. His father's gaze left the picture frame and fell on her. He knew his daughter, like the palm of his hands and very much knew she didn't care about Alpha Campbell and his sons as much as he didn't care. “Daughter,” he called. That was what he usually called her anytime he wanted to say something important or deep. “That boy, are you still seeing him?”Rose blinked. But quickly hid her surprise. “What boy, Dad?” Beta Claudio chuckled.