The field bubbled with energy as the crowd swarmed around the fighting circle in the middle of the forest clearing. It was an annual hunt that had taken quite a different turn from what it was usually meant for. Whereas the original plan was to retrieve the flag in the center of the forest, this year the organizers put forward a new rule: *Game Of Chance* a game that might give a team a huge advantage or a serious drawback depending upon its outcome.Maxine and Alph stood shoulder to shoulder at the edge of the circle, their hands at their sides as they sized up the competition. Droko and Drake, twin sons of a royally blooded pack, stood opposite them. Their towering physique spoke volumes of their surety, and their names spoke volumes on their own. Maxine had heard stories of their prowess in combat, but she wasn't intimidated. Still, she knew this wasn't going to be easy.Galic's voice boomed once again above the noise of the gathering crowd. "Alright, people, we got a twist in this
Silently, Leo stood at the edge of the crowd, his arms crossed, and watched the end of the battle and the declaration of the winner. His gaze followed every movement of Maxine, each calculated gesture. A bitter smile curled on his lips, though his eyes remained cold."She did come back and change. just as I expected," he muttered, mostly to himself. The tightness of his jaw denied the casualness of his tone."Be ready, Maxine. You don't know what you hold." He sighed, his eyes already averting as he slipped out into the crowd and disappeared into darkness as the game came to a close.The crowd was still energized, the competition tension slowly being released into a sated set of breaths caught. Maxine and Alph were standing side by side, their hands still tied from the final round. Beads of sweat glimmered in their foreheads, but Maxine's keen eyes cut through the crowd, her thoughts far from victory.They were on their way off the field when Trevor came up to them with an easy grin.
As Adam and Maxine wove through the jostling crowd, the energy surged around them, humming from the excitement of the games. Adam turned to her, his face still wreathed with his playful grin. "So that's your brother?" he asked casually, though a note of curiosity seeped in.Maxine flashed him a glance, correcting him in a trice. "Stepbrother," she clarified, with perhaps just a hint of sharpness in her tone-not because she was snappish but because she didn't want misconceptions.Adam shrugged, unbothered with the correction. "Stepbrother, half sibling-whatever. He is your brother now." He paused to let the sentence sink deep inside her brain before he said, with a smirk, "He's hot. You really expect me to believe you never had feelings for him? Maybe a little crush growing up?”The suggestion almost choked her; it had her steps faltering for a second before she composed herself. "That… will *never* happen," she said with absolute firmness in her voice, mixed with incredulity and annoy
“We can't leave this place, right?" Maxine asked, her voice lower than she would have wanted, standing by the small window of their shared room. Night time was endless outside, weighted with shadows and memories clung to her skin like a second layer of skin. She turned around to watch Alph pack his things.“We cannot. It is in the rules." Alph's voice was firm as his hand came up to store his luggage in the compartment above. His movements were short and quick, each one showing the discipline and control he had learned over the years.Maxine looked for a minute longer before speaking again. "I wanna see Sarah… I haven't talked to her.".Alph pauses, his hand hovering over his bag as the mention of Sarah stirs a memory. He lowers his hand, slowly, his expression softening in that way Maxine seldom sees. Reaching inside his pocket, he pulls out his wallet and draws out a folded piece of paper. He hands it over."Sorry, it's a bit creased. After graduation, she said to give this to you."
Maxine left at exactly 3 a.m. as Alph had instructed her to do. The night was heavy with silence, save the sporadic rustling of leaves; her breathing remained regular as she quickened her pace. Alph had been right-there were no guards to be seen. The gate, however, was closed.But that was no problem.In one swift move, Maxine went over the gate with ease, landing quietly on the other side. Her heart was racing, but not from the exertion; it was at what lay ahead. She couldn't get rid of this feeling that something was amiss. Sarah had been distant as of late, more than usual, and tonight, Maxine felt it in her bones-an unease gnawing at her.She pulled her phone from her pocket and sent Sarah a text.*"I'm outside. Are you up?"*She waited, pacing back and forth in the quiet street. Normally, Sarah replied within seconds, but this time, the minutes stretched out, each one more unsettling than the last. Five minutes passed, then six, and still, no response.Maxine's worry deepened. Sa
Maxine stirred into wakefulness when the doorbell echoed through the quiet morning, her mind replete with grogginess. The window let in the first light as dawn overcame, but it was the urgency in the bell's tone that pulled her from the comfort of sleep. She tossed herself out of bed and stumbled to the door, where an envelope was lying on the floor, sealed with the familiar emblem of the Annual Hunt. She stooped down, her fingers quivering a little as she opened it, the rattling of the paper breaking the stillness in the room. **"Be awake and get ready for the deep forest of Fortuna. We will hunt! And this time, we will eliminate the losing team at the end of the hunt! Be prepared at 8 AM."** Her heart was racing as she read out the words. Today, the stakes are higher than they were yesterday. The thought of elimination weighed in the air. This wasn't about finding a key and lock; this was about survival. "What's that?" a voice rumbled from behind her. Maxine practically lea
Adam and Martin hiked in the middle of the woods, hardly lit by the meager light passing through the dense tree canopies. The air was thick with pine and damp earth; the only sound to break the silence was the rustling of leaves under their feet now and again.Martin's tired gaze flickered to him, not amused in the slightest. "This would be better if I were paired with girls," he grumbled, adjusting his pace so as not to fall behind.Adam chuckled at the look of frustration on Martin's face. "You should be thankful you're paired with me," he teased, raising an eyebrow. "At least I know what I'm doing."Martin let out a heavy sigh. "Yes, all right, Mr. Know-it-all. Anyway, tell me. How do you know Maxine? Why are you so close to her?" he asked curiously with a tint of suspicion in his voice.Adam rubbed his beard thoughtfully, feigning to give the question thought when he already knew the answer. "Hmm. let's just say I'm her guardian," he answered with a mysterious grin.Martin snorte
They hop cautiously through the thick forest, eyes darting to scan every shadow and movement. It felt as though they were in motion for hours, and the evasive lock was still hidden from view."Where is it? It's supposed to be here," Maxine grumbled grudgingly, so annoyed as her eyes turned round.Alph's senses, sharp and alert, suddenly picked up something: a subtle shift in the air, a presence behind them that made his instincts bristle."Stop. Don't move." Alph's voice cut through the tension, low and commanding.Maxine froze in place, her eyes darting to him. "Why? What's wrong?”"There's something wrong with this place," Alph replied as he surveyed the ground with a suspicious eye. Before he could trace what it was, he felt something move under his feet. The earth beneath Maxine started to crack."Trap! Move!" Alph shouted. Just as the earth gave way beneath her, he plunged forward, pushing Maxine out of harm's way, only to fall into the crevice himself."Alph!" Maxine exclaimed,
Thirteen Years Later…."Maxine, your daughter was found in the woods," the messenger said his voice quivering in shock and disbelief. "It's not confirmed yet, but the healer said her blood matches yours. It is … from your bloodline."Maxine froze, the aching ache of longing in her chest now replaced by the flicker of hope that she hadn't felt for years. She had scoured the earth for Hannah, year after year, refusing to let go of hope. The pack continued to move forward, living and thriving, but for Maxine, her heart was suspended in time. Since Hannah was taken from her by Leo, nothing in her life had held the promise of joy ever again.Rededicating herself, Maxine sped off to the healer's chambers. As she entered, her breath caught in her throat. There lay, on the bed, a young woman who resembled she had been taken from the very pages of Maxine's memory—a young Hadzen, her son, at the age that had passed since his own existence. This young woman was carrying his features that so clos
Hannah P.O.V.It was going to be perfect. Tonight. I wore my white dress. Wildflowers clutched in my hand. The heartbeats in my chest are not from fear but with excitement. It's going to be the beginning of our new life. Now he stood before me at the altar, his face alight with a radiant smile as he looked out at me as if I were his entire world, the small circle of his family smiling warmly to engulf me in a feeling of belonging that, up to now, I had never known."Victor," I panted, barely above a whisper. This was it. We were here finally, about to promise our lives to each other. Away from the craziness, away from the world of packs and politics, we had found a haven within the humans. We could just. exist. Love. Grow.But I could take only one step in his direction when a sound pierced the stillness, like a knife. A heavy thud of paws on earth. My body tensed, my instincts screaming at me. I knew that sound. Wolves.They descended upon us before I even had time to react.The cere
Days slipped by, going to waste and slipping past one another in that little village where Lenor and her family dwelled. Hannah could see reason in her new life; she curled up in their little house in the warm spots and clutched a blanket she had spotted the first night there - light in scent with a fragrant smell of lavender - which Lenor brought home those aspects of comfort after years of love and care.In those early days, her quiet sobs filled the home, breaking the silence every morning and night. Only Victor, the ten-year-old boy who found her by the riverbank, could sometimes pull her out of her sadness." Hadzen…," she would whisper the name of her brother, softly, as if a fragile yet determined voice; as if saying it may somehow bring him closer: "Hadzen… "Victor would sit there, looking at her with a tearful light of sadness and determination in his eyes. He didn't understand the depth of her pain but could see how much she was hurting, and he wanted to help. After digging
"Hadzen!"The hysterical voice echoed through the night as Hadzen leapt out of bed his heart pounding. He could hardly see the figure in the darkness on the balcony but he knew he wouldn't mistake that shriek."Hannah!" he yelled jumping to his feet as his twin sister's body was dragged away by a tall, dark figure.Looking over his shoulder, he flashed Hadzen a derisive smile before leaping over the balcony. "Catch you later, Hadzen."He plunged into darkness with Hannah's screams."HANNAH!" Hadzen shouted, sprinting toward the balcony-but she was already gone."Hadzen! Wake up!" his mother cried in a panic, shaking him out of dazed shock.Hadzen blinked, dazed. To his left was his mom, Maxine, crying, her face streaked with tears, scared. His father, Alph, paced around the room, scanning everywhere, up and down."Where's Hannah?" Hadzen stuttered his words, his voice thick with panic. He looked to the bedside he shared with Hannah; she was gone."M-mom. she was here, right next to me
Five years had passed since then, and the children's laughter was again louder, as Hannah and Hadzen played with their cousin Dylan under the great oak tree in the courtyard of their estate, a warm afternoon spent in sheer energy as the three children ran round the great oak tree in the garden."Hannah! Slow up, wait for me!" he yelled as he chased after her as she plunged toward the tree. He had just been bumped by Tylan, their family friend, and was laughing as he tried to catch up with Hannah who always seemed faster."Catch me if you can, Dylan!" she laughed as her brown curls bounced and she climbed higher into the branches of the tree.Hadzen sat on a nearby bench, with a book in his lap, reading and looked up from his story with a frown. "Hey, don't be so noisy!" he said sternly.Hannah stopped half-way up the tree, looked down to Dylan who stood under, panting. The two looked at each other, their mischievous grins even as they understood each other without words — this was som
Eight months had passed since the arrival of her twins, Hannah and Hadzen, and the house was full of baby laughter and gentle cooing. Sunbeams streamed through the windows as she sat on the floor playing with Hannah cradled in her arms. "Dada, tell him Dada," Maxine said, nodding towards Alph, who was sitting nearby cuddling their son Hadzen.Hannah's look remained steady, directed up at Alph as her mouth worked on the syllables with a visible effort. "Da-ah," she said, her voice unstable but clear enough to send a shiver down Maxine's spine.Maxine opened her eyes widely in amazement. "Oh my gosh! You spoke!" she squealed, hugging Hannah closer. "That is my baby girl, such a rapid learner!Not to be outdone, Alph grinned and held Hadzen aloft in the air, bouncing him lightly. "Okay, little man, let's show your mom what you've got. Can you say 'Ma-ma'?"`Hadzen was shrieking with laughter as Alph twirled him around, his chubby little hands reaching up toward his dad. Though no words
There she lay in the bed, her body now enervated but the spirit of her high and big. She could hear the softly crying sounds of her newborns-the twin babies that she had fought hard to bring into this world. They were perfect, tiny, with so much life within them. One boy, one girl. She already decided on the names: Hannah and Hadzen. And as she looked at them there, all rolled up in their cradles, they all seemed like such ordinary babies. Their innocence filled the room, and it was quite impossible to believe that so much danger still surrounded them.Her heart hurts to love and to worry for them. She was a mother now, and truly, she wanted to be able to protect them. However, at the back of her mind is the warning her mother had given her: the curse of the eclipse essence. It still lingers over her, over her family. She needed to know the truth.Coreen, her stepsister, stood in the same room with her maids. She had come to visit as soon as she heard about the birth, but Maxine could
Miranda paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, her heart racing as she tried to keep her tears from falling. The weight of her decision was suffocating, and her chest tightened with every step she took. She glanced at Erick, her oldest and closest confidant, hoping he might have some way to ease the unbearable pain in her heart. But his face was set, his eyes focused."You know what will happen!" Miranda snapped, her voice breaking under the pressure. "I already told you that! This isn’t just some story or legend. It’s real, Erick."Erick leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. "I know, Miranda, I know. But we have to do it anyway. We don’t have many options left.""What options?" Miranda's voice was laced with frustration as she threw her hands into the air. "What way out do you think we have? I don’t want to lose Maxine! She’s the only one I have left." Her voice faltered as her fear took hold. "You know how dangerous it is to have the eclipse essence in one bloodline. I
Maxine poured milk into a glass, watching it swirl before handing it to Coreen. She looked at her sister’s swollen belly, trying to imagine what it would be like to hold her own child in her arms.“So, you and Trevor?” Maxine asked, raising an eyebrow as she leaned against the counter.Coreen grinned, placing a hand on her round stomach. “I didn’t know I’d fall for that jerk, either,” she admitted with a laugh. “But he’s hot, I’ll give him that.”They both burst into laughter, the sound filling the small kitchen. It felt good to share a moment of levity, especially given how serious everything had become lately.“How many months now?” Maxine asked, her gaze flickering to Coreen’s belly as she took a sip from her own glass.“Eight,” Coreen replied, her voice casual despite the significance. “It all started after that one wild night, and well… it just kept going from there.”Maxine shook her head, smiling. “So, you’re about a month ahead of me, huh? You always were a bit ahead of the ga