Tristan arrived at the training grounds, eager to reconnect with Kaida, his wolf trainer. As he entered the clearing, he spotted Kaida, a towering figure with piercing yellow eyes, surrounded by a group of wolves."Tristan! Good to see you, young one," Kaida boomed, his voice like thunder.Tristan approached, nodding respectfully. "Kaida, thanks for taking me on again. I need to get my skills back up to par."Kaida's gaze narrowed, his eyes glinting with intensity. "We'll get you sharp again, Tristan. But first, meet the new pack members."Tristan's eyes widened as he took in the diverse group of wolves, each with unique markings and abilities. There was Keila, a sleek black wolf with lightning-fast reflexes; Lila, a gentle giant with incredible strength; and Jax, a mischievous gray wolf with unparalleled agility.Kaida began the training session, pushing Tristan to his limits. They ran through obstacle courses, practiced combat techniques, and honed their senses. Tristan's wolf insti
Back in Crescent Moon pack, it was a serene night and Rosalind was lying on the coach in their sitting room, after having a good time with Lucine, her mate. They had started planning for their mating ceremony, though in few years to come. She had shut her eyes for a quick nap before retiring to her room for the night. Her mother, Cathryn, sat on a nearby chair, reading a book.Rosalind's eyes suddenly fluttered open, and she felt an unusual energy coursing through her veins. She was lying in her bed, but her senses were heightened, and she could feel the moon's presence, calling to her. She let out a gasp and howled at the moon, in response to its call.Suddenly, her body began to shift, her limbs lengthening, and her senses growing sharper. She felt her teeth transforming into razor-sharp fangs, and her skin itched as fur sprouted from her pores. This was unlike her previous transformations, which she had gotten used to by then and could shift at will.Cathryn, who was watching from
Lucine entered the cottage, obviously worried. His face scrounged up in pain, his forehead sweating, his breathing uneven, as if he had been running. He burst out, “I was out on patrol but my heart was crying for Rosalind. I just parted with her an hour ago and could not understand the distress I was going to on her account. I just knew I had to come over, though it is late.” "Cathryn, what's happening? I sensed Rosalind's distress," Lucine said, his voice low and urgent.Cathryn stepped aside, allowing Lucine to enter. "She's had a vision, Lucine. A powerful one. She saw the Order's plan, their dark magic, and the potion they're using to infect werewolves."Lucine's gaze fell upon Rosalind's unconscious form, and he rushed to her side. "What's wrong with her? Why is she still out?"Cathryn's expression was worried. "The vision was too much for her. She's still learning to control her powers. I've never seen her like this before."Lucine's hands hovered over Rosalind's face, his touc
Cathryn's eyes widened in terror as she gazed at Rosalind's right hand. A soft, ethereal glow began to emanate from it, like a gentle sunrise breaking through the darkness. The light pulsed with a warm, golden energy, as if infused with the essence of honey and sunlight.Cathryn's voice trembled. "What's happening to her? Oh, gods, Lucine, what's happening?"Lucine's face was awestruck, his eyes fixed on Rosalind's hand. "I don't know, but it's like nothing I've ever seen."The glow intensified, illuminating the room with an otherworldly radiance. Cathryn shielded her eyes, fearful of the unknown power unfolding before her.Rosalind's hand began to rise, as if drawn by an invisible force. Her fingers splayed, and the light coalesced into a brilliant beam, shining like a miniature star. She automatically placed the shining hand upon her chest.Cathryn's fear turned to panic. "Rosalind, no! What are you doing?"But Rosalind's eyes remained closed, her face serene, as if she were channel
Lucas's gaze locked onto Lucine's, a mix of shock and gratitude. "Lucine... why did you save me?" Lucine's expression softened. "We may be enemies, but we're still werewolves. I won't let you die if I can help it."With a swift motion, Lucine ripped off Lucas's helmet, revealing a deep gash on his forehead. Rosalind rushed over, her gloved hand glowing with healing energy."Let me help," she said, her voice gentle. Lucine nodded, and Rosalind placed her hand on Lucas's wound. The healing energy flowed, closing the gash and restoring Lucas's strength.Lucas's eyes cleared, his gaze darting between Lucine and Rosalind. "Why are you doing this? We're on opposite sides." Lucine's voice was firm. "We may disagree, but we're not monsters. We'll always choose compassion over cruelty."Rosalind smiled. "Besides, we hope you'll see the truth and join us against the Order." Lucas's expression turned contemplative, his allegiances clearly wavering.Lucas's eyes rolled back, his body convulsing
The sun cast its warm rays upon Cathryn's cozy cottage, nestled in the heart of Celestial Moon's pack territory. Lucine, still recovering from the previous day's events, sat by the window, his eyes fixed on the messengers approaching the cottage.Two werewolves, adorned in Bloomberry pack's distinctive blue and green attire, walked up the path, their faces serious. They knocked on the door, and Cathryn answered, her expression curious."Can I help you?" she asked, eyeing the messengers.One of them bowed. "We seek Lucine, son of Alpha Marcus. We've been told he is here."Cathryn stepped aside, revealing Lucine sitting by the window. "Lucine, messengers from Bloomberry pack."Lucine's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He rose from his seat, his movements fluid."Welcome, messengers. What brings you to Celestial Moon's pack?"The lead messenger handed Lucine a sealed parchment. "From Alpha Marcus, your father. He requests your immediate return to Bloomberry pack. The si
Lucine felt a weight lift off his shoulders, grateful to have his brother by his side. Together, they would navigate the challenges ahead, and Lucine could return to his peaceful life, free from the burdens of leadership. He threw a look at his brother, standing beside him, half a head taller than Lucine. Gerald was indeed the alpha material, Lucine sincerely acknowledge.Gerald, the older son, had always been assumed to be the next Alpha, but a tragic event in the past had changed the pack's dynamics. A few years ago, Gerald had been involved in a brutal fight with a rival pack, leaving him with a severe injury that had taken a long time to heal. During his recovery, their father, Alpha Marcus, had begun to doubt Gerald's ability to lead, fearing his impulsiveness and aggression would put the pack in danger.Meanwhile, Lucine, who had always been more reserved and diplomatic, had started to take on more responsibilities within the pack, earning the respect and admiration of the pack
Two days later, Lucine arrived at Crescent Moon Pack's territory, his arms laden with baskets filled with goodies from his mother's kitchen. He couldn't wait to see Rosalind's face light up when he presented her with the treats.He knew he had taken the right decision of rejecting the alpha position, offered by his father. One, he was contented being the delta to the alpha of Crescent Moon, which had become his real home. He also did not want to be at loggerheads with his beloved brother, over such a vain thing. Though the alpha seat came with vast benefits, it also had its various challenges and risks. Most importantly, Lucine wanted to live in Crescent moon Pack with his beautiful mate, Rosalind. He wanted her to stay rooted in her familiar territory, so that she could discover her abilities and fulfill the prophecy given before her birth.Lucine knew how fortunate he was to be mated to such a mate with divine assignment. He might also have a purpose to fulfill but his first destiny