Werewolves clashed with Lycans and werecats in a mad rush to tear enemy throats out and rip out hearts. Trees splintered under vicious blows traded between combatants who cared nothing for their fellow packmates or pride members. Claws dug into flesh as werecreatures battled on all sides. Blood spilled across the ground, and the amount was destined to become crimson pools that would mark this place for a long time. Amid the chaos, Garrett searched for his target. Blue Creek Pack territory was littered with bodies. Some from warriors, some from pack members who decided to fight instead of submitting. The stench of blood, piss, and shit wafted through the air. Garrett's nostrils flared in disgust. None of this should have happened, but this was the only way to bring Kenneth to justice. Garrett could not let him escape the consequences of his actions. With a wolfish grace, Garrett moved through the fray, a lithe and powerful figure of the Grey Blood Pack. His father, Jack, the Alpha
Mandy slammed Dina into the ground. Her fangs sink into her shoulder, causing Dina to yelp in pain. Dina used her back legs to kick Mandy off her, but she only had a moment to recover before Mandy was on her again. 'She's too fast. How is she this fast?' Dina thought. 'Calm down. Remember what we did with Garrett? When we can't fight our opponent, we need to run,' Lily answered. 'I refuse to run away from her!' Dina exclaimed. 'No, we won't run, but we can focus on dodging,' Lily recommended. The memory of Garrett's sparring resurfaced in Dina's mind. He emphasized the importance of staying on the defensive, striking only when there was a proper opening. Dina adjusted her tactics accordingly, hoping to tire Mandy out. Mandy, growing increasingly frustrated by Dina's defensive approach, lunged forward with a powerful attack. Dina evaded, causing Mandy to stumble and briefly lose her balance. In that moment of vulnerability, Dina seized her opportunity and delivered a well-
"Cowards. All of them," Ethan growled as he snapped the neck of the last loyal warrior to Kenneth. He slung his body to the ground in disgust and rubbed the blood off his hands onto his torn pants. Ethan's lycans were tending to the injured as quickly as they could to prevent further loss of life. He wanted to see Kenneth's blood spill for what he had done, but Ethan had to be patient. He would make sure to hunt him down like the rabid dog he was. "Are you hurt, my King?" one of the lycans asked him. "It was reckless for you to step out of cover." "Nothing that a day's worth of sleep won't fix. What type of Alpha King would I be if I didn't shed my own blood for my people?" Ethan answered. The decision to engage Kenneth's warriors was not taken lightly, but it was necessary to put an end to the chaos once and for all. Silver bullets, while harmful to lycans, were not as devastating as they were to werewolves, allowing him to minimize the damage. "How many did we lose in th
"Are you insane, Kasia? You can't go there on your own." "Am I supposed to sit around and do nothing now that I know that she's alive?" "Yes, that's exactly what you should do." "Are you serious right now, Austin? She's all I have left." "She made her decision by going with the unit to bomb the Moonlight Sanctum. She knew the risks," Austin responded. "You need to stop talking right now," Kasia warned. "You're going to throw away everything you worked for. Your rank, the respect," "That means nothing to me," "I won't come and help you. I'll let the captain know if you leave," Austin threatened. Kasia looked at the man that she had grown to love, and now it seemed all the love she had for him had evaporated. By snitching on her, it would declare her a traitor to the Hunters. She could potentially be hunted down and killed to make sure she didn't reveal secrets. "Fine," Kasia said. She turned and continued walking to her car. Kasia pulled out of the parking lot, not
"Wait, Kasia. You don't understand," Lana said, but Kasia didn't hear her. Kasia's heart was racing as a high level of adrenaline was rushing through her veins. Her senses were heightened. She could hear a mouse rustling in the grass right outside the dungeon. 'Focus,' Kasia told herself. This was not her first time taking one of these pills, but each time she felt as if the effects were stronger and stronger. "Kasia," Lana said, grabbing Kasia's arm. Kasia whipped around to face Lana, but Lana jumped back after seeing her eyes. "Your eyes—you're losing yourself." "I can worry about that later. I'm getting you out of here," Kasia growled, turning her attention back to the entrance of the cell. She could hear and smell them coming. As soon as Kasia saw a figure around the corner entering the cell, she lunged forward with inhuman speed. 'My King, we are having trouble in the dungeon,' one of the warriors connected with Ethan. His voice was frantic, which concerned Ethan. How
Due to the previous disorienting movement, Kasia found herself confused and dazed. Her head throbbed from the collision, and she struggled to focus on her surroundings. It was Lana's voice that eventually penetrated her foggy mind, calling out to her in a frantic plea. "Kasia! Kasia, are you okay? Please, answer me!" Kasia's vision cleared slowly as she realized that she and Lana were still trapped inside the overturned car. Kasia fumbled to unbuckle their seatbelts. Her hands shook as she attempted to free them from the mangled wreckage, her heart pounding in her chest. "Don't panic. I'm… I'm going to get you out," Kasia said as she could now smell gasoline, which meant the car was in danger of exploding. With trembling fingers, Kasia finally managed to release the seatbelts, and she groaned as she struggled to crawl out of the car. Her movements were slow and labored, with pain radiating from her side where she had sustained an injury during the accident. Lana, too, was inj
Lana lay on the sterile infirmary bed, her eyes squinting in pain, as the pack doctor, Brian, probed her stomach wounds as he pulled out more pieces of metal from the car crash. Ethan paced the room, his agitation clear as he stared down at her. "Damn it, Lana, what else are you hiding from me?" Ethan snapped. "I am not hiding anything. I told you everything I know," Lana defended herself, but Ethan wasn't hearing it. "How could you be so reckless?" Ethan continued, his voice laced with anger. "My King, can we refrain from having this conversation now? I need to tend to my patient," Brian interjected, earning a glare from Ethan as if daring Brian to say another word. Brian quickly diverted his gaze and continued to work on stitching Lana's wound. "You put yourself in danger and endangered the whole pack," Ethan growled. "I should throw you back into that dungeon for a few months as punishment for your recklessness." Lana winced at his harsh words, gripping the edge of the
Kasia gradually regained consciousness, her head throbbing as though it were split in two. Her eyelids fluttered open, and the dimly lit room came into focus. Her surroundings felt unfamiliar, and her memories seemed disjointed. She attempted to piece together the fragments of her recent experiences. She had been on the hunt for Lana; she found her, and they were driving away. Then comes the lycan. A low growl rumbled behind her, drawing Kasia's attention away from her bewildered thoughts. She rolled onto her back and met the intense gaze of a massive, black wolf. Its eyes bore into her with an eerie intelligence, and as its paw reached for her, it transformed into a clawed human hand. "Mine!" Kasia's heart raced, her disorientation deepening. The word "mine" reverberated in her mind, both eerie and perplexing. As the hand got closer,an invisible force pressed her back onto the cold, unforgiving surface of the bed. Kasia's eyes fluttered open, and her vision blurred as if s