"I know my mate is dead!" Bethany snapped, causing Kelly to instinctively cover her mouth in shock. "That's what I know. You want to know what else I know?" "Bethany, I'm…" Kelly started, but Bethany interrupted her as she began pacing angrily. "I know, my son, your grandson is barely clinging on. I know that he may never see again, and he may lose a leg because of silver poisoning. He will never be Alpha now. His life is ruined. What the hell do I not know about this situation? What the fuck did I need to see by being there?" Bethany snarled. Deep down, Bethany felt regret about not going with them to the trial. Perhaps if she had, she would have been able to save them, but where they were, Bethany would have more than likely been killed along with her mate. Kelly's heart ached at the pain in her daughter's eyes. "Bethany, I'm so sorry," she said, taking a step toward her, hoping to offer some comfort. But Bethany pushed her away, her expression fierce as she glared at Kelly.
Lily's eyes widened in disbelief, her gaze locked onto Brandy as if the world had just shifted beneath her feet. "What do you mean he's not my father?" she stammered. "What are you saying?" Brandy looked depressed as she didn't want to have this conversation. She helped Lily out of the bed and said, "Let's get you into a bath first." Lily wanted to argue with Brandy but as the adrenaline began to fade, she started to feel the pain in her body. She just nodded and let Brandy help her out of the bed. Brandy wrapped the sheet around her, tying it into a knot before leading her out of the room. Brandy led Lily back to her bedroom. It was bare because Lily had moved all of her belongings to Garrett's villa. The thought of Garrett made Lily sad. She hoped he was okay. 'We need to worry about ourselves for now,' Dina said. 'This is all weird. Why is Brandy being nice to us? She has never been this nice.' Lily was also confused and slightly frightened by the attitude change. Did Br
In the sterile confines of the pack hospital, Matthew lay motionless on the bed, his once vibrant form now pale and frail. Kelly was inconsolable, her anguished sobs filling the room as she clung to her dying son's hand. The scent of despair and grief hung heavy in the air, a suffocating reminder of the tragedy that had unfolded. Jack stood by the bedside, his fists clenched in impotent rage. His eyes bore into Ethan demanding answers. "How could this happen? How could someone kill a werewolf's wolf without an Elder's involvement?" Ethan's expression mirrored the gravity of the situation as he explained, "It should be impossible, Alpha Jack. No one but the Elders should possess the knowledge or the power to do this." "Then, Elder Richard did this!" Kelly said hysterically. "No, that is impossible. All the Elders are accounted for. Elder Richard would not have been able to do this. Whoever did this must have been taught how to do this," Ethan explained. Kelly continued to so
"I did as you asked, Luna," The mousy little Omega stood in front of Mandy, trembling in fear. She had already been beaten for not getting information for her, so she hoped that Mandy would be satisfied with what she had to tell her. "Finally. I hope it is worth my waiting," Mandy said. Her frustration had grown to a boiling point. Kenneth's recent behavior had left her feeling uneasy and resentful. He was evasive, secretive, and had been avoiding her like a plague. The joy she had anticipated during the attack had been shattered by Kenneth's refusal to engage with her. "It is, my Luna. I have found out the reason why Alpha has been acting so weird," the Omega stated. "Stop wasting time and speak then. What have you learned? Tell me what you have learned," Mandy questioned. She had hoped that the chaos of the attack would be the catalyst for them to unite, to revel in the ensuing power and control. Instead, Kenneth had retreated into his study, leaving her to wonder what was
"My fellow pack members, we are here today to remember our beloved Matthew and to announce a path to justice," Jack said. His voice carried the weight of his anger and sorrow as he addressed his assembled pack. Outside of the pack house, Jack, Kelly, Garrett and Bethany stood on a stage in the middle of the pack grounds right in front of the steps of the pack house. Before the stage was the funeral pyre with Matthew lying there dressed in a black suit. There was a somber silence, the weight of grief pressing upon every heart. Matthew did not wake up from his coma after speaking. The loss of Matthew, a beloved member of the pack, hung like a dark cloud. "We will not rest until we have justice for Matthew. The Alpha of Blue Creek took one of ours and has crossed a line that cannot be ignored," Jack continued. He and Kelly, the leaders of the Grey Blood pack, called a meeting with their pack members. Majority of the pack had been angry for their inaction. It was a moment the
"You look so beautiful, Lily. You should smile. Are you not feeling well?" one of the Omegas said as she tended to Lily's hair, her hands moving mechanically, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within Lily. "I have nothing to smile about. I am once again a slave in my own home," Lily countered, her frown deepening. "Well, that's all going to change after today," the Omega said with unwavering optimism. "You just wait and see. Life is going to be so much better for you. Fred is such a lovely man. You will see." Lily nodded, offering a small smile that failed to reach her eyes. She stood before the mirror, a simple, long white gown draped over her figure. Her reflection appeared distant as if it belonged to someone else. Her stomach churned with a nauseating mix of fear and dread. 'I do not want to be mated to another wolf. I would rather die, Dina,' Lily complained silently. Every room she had been in was a cage. Silver-laced doors and windows ensured her captivity. 'That is n
"Don't look back, Lily," Brandy urged urgently. She knew they needed to get as far away as possible. Her father would stop at nothing to possess Lily, and she had to find a way to hide her until things calmed down. The chaos from the packhouse faded into the distance as Lily and Brandy sprinted through the woods. Lily's breath came ragged and panicked, and her once-pristine white gown now fluttered behind her, tattered and dirtied by the forest. "Let's shift," Lily suggested as she tried to catch her breath. "We can move much faster that way." "We don't have time. We can't pause. They will catch up to us," Brandy replied. She continued to pull Lily forward. Brandy could hear chuckling in Brandy's mind. 'You idiotic girl. Do you really think you can escape me?' The voice mocked her. Brandy knew the voice and didn't want to believe that this person was following them. She didn't want to face them if she didn't have to. The forest seemed to swallow them whole, with towering
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