Gonzalo McGruff~~After the fall, shame crawled up Gonzalo's throat like a bitter weed. Every eye in the bar seemed fixed on him– the fallen Alpha, sprawled on the floor like a commoner. He mumbled his apologies and felt the words scraping against his pride like a saw. There was no way he could stay. It would be way too embarrassing and wouldn't be good for his reputation for rumors to circulate the next morning about the failed Alpha Gonzalo who had turned into a drunkard now.He slipped out of the tavern, the neon sign radiating a garish red glow on his face as he walked past it, making Gonzalo wish he could smash all of his aggression into the thing. The night air felt strangely cold despite the anger churning within him. Anger at his pathetic situation, at his ruined night, and at not being able to help that little girl and her mother.Back at the pack house, he moved like shadow and lightning bolt, hoping to retreat unnoticed to his room. He’d prefer not to be seen at all.Th
The morning sun streamed through the window and attacked Gonzalo’s skin mercilessly. He woke to the gnawing ache of an empty stomach which made shame washed over him again. He hadn't eaten the night before.The events from the previous night played on a loop in his mind. They were like a bitter film he never wanted to see again. Anger at the fight he had with Echo battled with the yearning for a decent meal as his stomach seemed to be relentlessly protesting.He showered but the hot water did little to soothe him. At this point, he didn't think anything would. It was now he understood the importance of family. If he had a wife, daughter, or son in these trying times, going through them would have been easier.Dressing in one of the few remaining clothes he possessed, Gonzalo set his sights on the kitchen, hoping to snag a morsel before venturing out. As he walked the corridors of the packhouse, a familiar greeting startled him. It was Aella, the young she-wolf he'd encountered at the
The cobbled street glinted under the morning sun, leading Gonzalo towards the bakery the man he'd encountered, had mentioned. He also knew of the bakery since it was the biggest one in the pack. The sweet aroma of freshly baked bread filling the air was a welcome change from the stale air of the packhouse. The bakery itself was a quaint, two-story building with a wooden arched window that offered a glimpse inside where light danced upon mountains of golden brown bread and glistening cakes. The aroma of caramelized sugar, cinnamon, and rising dough, filled Gonzalo's senses– provoking his hunger even more. Leafy flower boxes overflowing with crimson petunias lined the windowsills, adding a touch of life to the street. Two young boys— barely teenagers, leaned against the bakery's entrance, tossing a ball back and forth with an air of boredom. Gonzalo approached them with a kind smile. "Excuse me, boys," he began, hoping his tone sounded more confident than it felt. "Could you point m
A small smile tugged at the corner of Gonzalo's lips at how the Alpha’s privilege got him a job real quick. "Of course, Mr. Nicholas," Sarah replied, her smile widening as she approached Gonzalo. "Welcome aboard! Mrs. Henderson is quite particular about her croissants, always the one on the left on the bottom shelf."Following Sarah's instructions, Gonzalo steered the bakery. He retrieved the coveted croissant, and the warmth of the fresh pastry becoming a comforting sensation in his hands. As he turned to head back to the counter, a sudden movement outside the window caught his eye.Instinctively, he glanced towards the restaurant across the street. His breath nearly seized at the sight he found. There, roosted precariously on the windowsill, was a little girl with a mop of auburn hair.It was the same girl he'd seen with the woman at the tavern. Her small face was contorted in concentration as she attempted to climb down from the window.“By the Gods, what is she doing?” Gonzalo mu
“Alright, alright," Gonzalo nodded to the young apprentices with a wry smile on his lips. He jotted down the final order and tucked the list into his pocket and gave them a pet pat on the shoulders each. Stepping outside, he breathed in the fresh air, feeling a new light settle upon him. Perhaps, not being in Echo’s packhouse would make his grieving easier. Nah, it was making his grieving easier. This new job wasn't so bad after all. Just then, Nicholas emerged from the back with a flour-dusted hand wiping sweat from his brow. "Gonzalo, my friend," he boomed, his voice filled with light frustration. "Just when I thought I might have a moment of peace, the orders come flooding in like a hungry horde!" Concern formed deep lines on Gonzalo's face. "Is everything alright, Nicholas? Do you need extra help?" Nicholas chuckled. "Actually, that's a good question. We've got a rush today – seems the recent influx of refugees has everyone stocking up on comfort food. How would you feel a
River ~~ River couldn't believe she was in this predicament all because of some decision taken by her parents when she was born. A wave of nausea washed over her. Her parents, the ones she held on a pedestal, had taken away her birthright? Annemarie reached out to her, placing a gentle hand on River's trembling arm. "No, dear," she said softly. "It wasn't like that. They were desperate. They were facing an impossible situation. The pack wouldn't accept your mother for who she was, and they were terrified of losing each other. The ritual was a last-ditch effort to save your family." River stared at the floor, her mind still racing. If Annemarie thought that would ease her worries, she was wrong. What her parents did was wrong too. Protecting the family was no excuse to justify it. Everything she thought she knew about her past, about her parents, had been destroyed. They were not monsters, but they had made a choice that had a profound impact on her life. "But why me?" she whis
River stared out the window, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The revelation of her heritage, her hidden power, and the significance of destiny that Annemarie had placed upon her shoulders was overwhelming. Finally, she found her voice and whispered."But why me, Annemarie?" she asked with confusion. "Why are you telling me all this now? Why is your family helping me?"Annemarie's gaze softened with compassion. "Because, dear River," she said, her voice filled with sincerity, "I see myself in you. Ever since I arrived in this pack, mated to the simple stablehand, I witnessed the love story of your parents and the tragedy that unfolded. The struggles they faced, and the heartbreaking choices they were forced to make."Surprise split River’s face into two. "You knew my parents?"Annemarie nodded. "Yes. I saw their unwavering love for each other, the ostracization your mother faced, and the desperate lengths they went to in order to protect their family. Don't forget my husb
River's heart pounded as she burst out of the small room where she'd been conversing with Annemarie. The absence of Rain's infectious laughter and Leo's playful chatter left a chilling hollowness in the passageway. This place could have passed for a mischievous horror setting without the aura of the kids. Had they gone exploring the surrounding woods? Or perhaps Rain, with her boundless energy, had convinced Annemarie to take her out for a walk?Knowing her daughter, River knew Rain must be up to some mischief and had dragged Leo with her. Fretting about where Rain could have wandered to was becoming a daily habit for her. And she was very very used to it too.Swooping into the living room, River's gaze darted around the space, searching for any sign of her precious daughter. It was, however, empty. Annemarie sat alone on an armchair, her brow furrowed in concentration, a half-eaten apple resting on a plate beside her, a frown creasing her brow as she stared into the oblivion, seemin
The air was filled with noises of music and laughter later that night. Every civilian member of the new Moon claw pack got dressed in their best wears as they swarmed the old Iron claw pack house in their numbers. The pack house itself was filled to the brim with people chattering and laughing among themselves. The large hall which was the venue of the celebration was decorated with d colorful disco light up ahead as a slow jazz music played in the DJ played a soft jazz music. Meanwhile, River was a little nervous as she got dressed with the help of Calantha, Claire and some maids. "Luna, relax, you look great." Claire assured her with a warm smile as she put the finishing touches on her wavy auburn hair. She was seated, facing a mirror, tapping her foot nervously as she looked up at the clock. "He hasn't picked up his phone in an hour. What if something came up?" She paused, her eyes lingering on the shimmering red dress she wore. "Besides, I don't think red is really my color...
The days moved fast again until the day finally came. The day of the celebration for the creation of the new Moon claw pack. River woke up that morning, stretching lazily on her bed. Today was special for three reasons actually. There'd be a full moon tonight and then the celebration for the creation of the pack.Wolves from both sides of the territory would be coming together in the old Iron Claw's pack house to celebrate. The place where it'd all begun…But also, today was the day of the official opening of 'Luna's Delight '. The restaurant had been set for days now, but River wanted a big opening. One that would coincide with a day of celebration.Gonzalo was currently at his side of the pack, preparing some things. They were constructing a new pack house, one that would represent the essence of their new pack while also giving the both of them a chance to stay together again. She already missed her charming Spanish prince, even though they'd last seen the previous morning.She g
ONE WEEK LATER . Things were looking good ever since their declaration for a joint pack. The new pack of 'Moon Claw' observed days of celebrations after the announcement. As for River, well, she finally did something she'd been meaning to do in a while. "Ta da!" She exclaimed excitedly, after taking off the blind folds from Gonzalo and Rain's faces. What stood before them was a large building with only a group floor and a neon sign board that read "Luna's Delight". It was still under construction—some site workers still going around and adding finishing touches, but it was basically done. It was a restaurant. Her very own restaurant situated at the border between old IronClaw and old Moonstone. They both gasped in surprise, looking between her and the building repeatedly. After a while, Gonzalo rushed up to her, lifting her in a hug. "Ugh. Pequena, I'm so happy for you! Your dreams are finally a reality." He blurted excitedly before dropping her to the ground. "I m
Hand in hand, River and Gonzalo walked out of the pack house, trailing behind Claire. As they did, they were greeted by civilians, all showing their respect and gratitude for their Alpha. "Thank you for saving us, Alpha Gonzalo!" "He's a hero. I got to see my son again because of him." A woman muttered to her friend with a grateful tone. "And look, isn't that River of the IronClaw pack?" "Apparently, it's 'Alpha River' now. She rules over her pack now." A man who'd been staying in River's pack provided casually. "What? Since when?" "Who cares? We wouldn't have gotten our pack back without her help too. They're both heroes." A blush crept up her face when she heard those words. She tried ignoring them like Gonzalo, but she just couldn't. Knowing that these people saw her as their hero brought pride to her heart. She was beyond touched. They finally got to the town square, which was packed to the brim with pack members. Men, women, and children from all works of life were gat
An old quote River once read says: "The aftermath of war is not just about rebuilding, but also reconnecting with what we love and stand for". Well, there was a lot of reconnecting and rebuilding to do, and the war wasn't over yet. They still had one more thing to do. They had to reclaim Gonzalo's territory from the rogues. "It's a simple plan. No diversions. No baits. And most of all, we're killing every rogue in sight." River spoke calmly as she drew a circle around a part of a large map where Gonzalo's territory lay. The moonstone pack's citizens have been seeking refuge in the IronClaw pack for a while, courtesy of the fake Echo, but there were still some imprisoned back in the pack by the rogues. Gathered in the dimly lit meeting hall were River and her advisors, which included Old Man Thomas, Gonzalo, Calantha, Claire from the rebellion, and also two other men from the rebellion. They stood around a table, their faces stern with one thing in mind. Victory. "I've sent spies
River woke up the next morning, her body aching like an old woman's. Last night was wild! She and Gonzalo literally had hours of 'naked cuddle sessions ' from dusk till dawn. She turned to look at the clock. Eleven AM! Shit, time goes by fast when you're overrun with pleasure! She tried getting up but only then realized that she was lying on top of Gonzalo's chest, his arms wrapped around her naked body. The man was drained, and she couldn't help feeling bad. Her face flushed with embarrassment when she remembered how she'd repeatedly used magic to increase his vigor and stamina whenever he reached orgasm. It was like having infinite strength, but there was only so much magic could do when it was used to offset the natural balance of a wolf's anatomy. The constant use of magic on both of them had them drained. Would they even be able to do anything today? Just then, Gonzalo turned, but his grasp on her body didn't lessen in the slightest. He blinked awkwardly as his eyes trie
Warning: Mature content The days after the battle at BloodHill were rather peaceful. River and Gonzalo enjoyed that moment of peace, using it to reconnect with themselves and also to spend more time with Rain. Emphasis on the ‘’reconnecting’ though. Their nights had been more steamier than ever, and they had some of the best sex since they took over IronClaw. Good moon goddess, have mercy, if she could just stay all night and all day having sex with her man, she would. But sadly, she had her duties as Alpha to attend to. And it was an unrealistic wish anyway. Unless…...“You want us to do what?” Gonzalo blurted out again when they'd entered their room one night and were about to get freaky. He arched his eyebrows in surprise, looking at her like she'd said the vilest thing known to werewolf, witch, heck even vampire kind. River purred playfully, as her hands went up his chest. “Come on, think about it. If I'm able to use my magic to increase your stamina, we'll be able to go
Warning: Some graphic scenesCalantha was relentless, as she bared her fangs at the rogue wolves, managing to intimidate a lot of them. She jumped down from the elevated area, causing the rogues on the ground to make way. The other four of her brethren also jumped down, snarling viciously at the rogues, but most especially the rogue witches who'd just lost two sisters.River smirked. That was her cue. She'd managed to gather enough magic up to that point and wiggled her fingers, concentrating all of it on her chains. It took some effort, but eventually, the chains fell off like threads, startling the rogue wolves watching over her and Gonzalo.“What the–?” The female rogue who she'd mind-controlled for that brief moment looked at her with bulged eyes and was about to draw out her weapon. However, River was faster as she brought out the two daggers strapped to her thighs, slashing the rogue on the chest first and then on her neck. It was so swift and the rogue was speechless, as she
The cave indeed had a large interior. The ceiling was lined with jagged stalactites, hanging over them like giant icicles and casting eerie shadows on them. The cave was lit up by several fire torches, and also by a large hole carved into the ceiling, which allowed moonlight to glimmer down like a wave, falling directly on a stone altar.The cave was filled with even more rogue wolves and was blossoming with activities. However, it all died down when the others from outside brought in River and Gonzalo. "Brethren!" The old hag raised her staff into the air triumphantly. "Behold, the hybrid Alpha of the IronClaw pack and her mate, the fallen Alpha of the Moonstone pack! The ones responsible for taking our hold on the IronClaw territory."The rogue wolves snarled, throwing a torrent of curses at River and Gonzalo. They dropped them to the ground, forcing her to kneel while Gonzalo lay there, groaning as his face hit the ground. Ignoring their plight, the 'maiden' of the trio of witche