Luckily enough, the black wolves managed to escape the camp before the rest of the white wolves knew what happened. The alarm blasted as what Shahila said but the distance between the common room and the dungeon was far that the moment they arrived, the only ones left waiting for them were the unfortunate prisoners and the destroyed entrance gate. With that, Shahila’sand the one across hers were opened. The stinky woman from the dungeons came with the black wolves. Shahila didn’t want to come but Brayden called and said if she stays, she’ll only be placed in the dungeons again. It’s too late now. For sure, Damon and the others already knew she was a traitor.She has nothing and no one to come back to. “I will never forget this. I am Kalla, by the way.”The stinky woman was sitting across hers on a bus and she turned to talk to her. Kalla? What kind of a man was that? she thought. She wasn’t willing to shake her hand too. Still, she’s dirty and terrifying. “Don’t overdo it. I’m not
Harper couldn’t help but stare at Damon. Or at least at his eyes from the rearview mirror of the car. It has been only days but it felt way longer than that. It’s as if it has been months and the tension building between them was getting out of hand. Twice in the row, Damon almost hit a deer or a dog passing the road. It was because he was looking at her from the mirror as well. Something that made Gio and Nerbert look at each other and roll their eyes. “Is anyone hungry? We can stop at a convenience store.” – Damon did it again. Looking at the mirror instead of looking ahead.“We’re good, my king.” – Gio and Nerbert almost said in unison“How about you, my queen?” – Nerbert asked“I guess.”She was starving. The past days, the only food she consumed were water and if fortunate enough, bread. She had no dime with her, only that small amount of money given by a kind Samaritan. She already used that for that failed car ride. Damon nodded and pulled over at the side of the road where
As the night neared, the moon was getting bigger and rounder. It was a perfect time for hunting and some of the men had talked about it to. With Damon’s permission, they gathered in front of the camp, waiting for the exact moment the sun gets down and the moon will reign.It was the moment everyone’s waiting for. And the king sees it proper. The camp has been under too many challenges the past days. They deserve to get loose a little.Tonight, they will hunt. “Aren’t you coming with them, my king? It would be very nice if you’re the one to lead them.” – Harper said as she and Damon stood at the common room’s back balcony, seeing the men and a few women gather to discuss their plan and route. “Nope. They’ll understand. Antonio’s with them anyway. He can lead them just as I can.”Harper nodded, thinking what could be the reason he chose not to join the hunt. As what she heard, the Lycan king’s favorite thing to do was to hunt. Now he said no. Why?“Are you sure? Not that I’m forcing y
Each time Harper’s in her wolf form, she couldn’t help herself. It’s like she was possessed by a different entity, not to mention that the full moon above them was influencing her judgment. As she transformed into a wolf in front of Damon, he couldn’t help but admire her.She was an object of beauty. Her mane was like that of a blood moon’s. Her eyes were on fire and she looked majestic. It was the first he saw her in that form and he couldn’t contain his awe.“Wow. My queen.” – Damon bowed a little.Harper howled, establishing her presence. Damon’s sure their pack members heard that as well. Good. “Shall we go find them?” – Harper roared.“Yeah.”Damon then proceeded to transform. In a blink of an eye, on the place where the muscular man was standing stood a giant white wolf. He howled, followed by Harper and ran towards the direction of the hunters. They weren’t too far behind and when Antonio and the rest of the group heard the howl, they knew their king has transformed. And thu
Back in the black wolves’ den, Shahila and Alora finally met each other. It was on the breakfast table where their seats were positioned to be facing each other. Brayden as always would be at the head of the rectangular table, seeing everyone. This time, he addressed everyone’s attention to introduce their pack’s guests.“Everyone, you may have notice that two extra chairs have been added to our table. This is not accidental. It’s only proper that this breakfast, we would welcome them with open arms (“and hopefully they’ll open their legs” - Brayden whispered) to our camp. My brothers and sisters of the moon, let us welcome Shahila Ruben and Kalla Sand. The two girls stood up to be acknowledged. They gave a small wave. Alora whispered Shahila’s name in a whisper. “Okay, you may sit down. Where’s the food for crying out loud?!”Brayden called the attention of the servers. Those belonging to royalty are the only ones allowed to dine with the alpha. The others were kept waiting outsid
Damon and Harper knew they’ll forever be bound and haunted by what they did. It wasn’t the hunt either of them hoped for. In opposition, it wasn’t what’s supposed to happen in any of the hunt. But the regret would always be late. Now panting and clinging on each other’s body as they both lay on the flat brimstone, they couldn’t help but regret. “This is a mistake…”- Harper murmured. Like she said, he thinks it was too. Now that it has been an hour past midnight, the remorse has dawned. Like the coming of the sunrise.“I didn’t…” What? What were the next words? Damon thought of anything else to add but it seems like nothing comes to mind. He was searching for words and found none.“I know… Let’s just-“Harper got up. With that, she placed her face on her palms. This shouldn’t happen again, she thought. That moment, all she could think about was that she needed to go back to the camp and forget this ever happened. As if that’s possible. Once the bomb has been planted, there’s no use
Harper finished her kill, from tissues to bones to the last drop of blood. When she finished, she was too full that she needed to lean on a huge tree to rest. She had to admit, the kill wasn’t easy. It took almost all her energy. But it was all worth it. Her thirst for the extraordinary was quenched. Now she can wait for another month to taste it. A smile crossed her face. Especially when she saw the satisfied look on Damon’s face when she went in for the kill. He was proud of her… and it was a good feeling. He hasn’t looked at her like that before. It was different. It was one of a kind. Harper transformed into a human and wiped the sides of her mouth. She looked at the brownish red blood at the back of her hand and licked it with her tongue. Hmm, delicious. She looked up. The clouds have arrived, covering the half of the moon, making shade for the trees to conceal themselves. The stars have replaced the moon as the star of the show and she couldn’t help but gaze at them. A rand
For almost a month now, there is something Damon conceals from his claimed mate: the whereabouts of her grandma. Twenty-two years ago, Laura found baby Harper behind a huge stone, where it seemed like someone abandoned her. She was a bouncing little baby, wrapped in a blanket stitched with wolf fur to keep her warm from the cold. Hidden on the blanket was a note with only two words: Harper Redmayne. Laura knew it was the baby’s name. She took her to her arms and raised her as her own, introducing herself as her Grandma. What Harper’s unaware of is that all these years, there’s more to that story than what her Grandma Laura told her. And keeping that secret for this long length of time places Laura’s life in danger. She wasn’t the only one who knows what’s at stake. Damon was well-aware of it too. That’s why after that first encounter with the black wolves, he came back to rescue the woman and place her someplace else. Isolated, with the knowledge of which is only exclusive to him a