Elizabeth.I didn’t even get to put a handful of yards of distance between me and the Crescent Moon pack. As I ran from my home, I heard Herald yell behind me, and when I did the mistake of looking over my shoulder, I realized that there were five men chasing me. Herald turns to his wolf form to deter them, but it’s five against one, so as two of the wolves take over him the other three start to chase me in their wolf forms. Alarm rushes through my being as I pump my legs faster. I don’t know who these wolves are, I’ve never seen them in the pack before. They must be the outsiders that Easton had somehow managed to procure in order to take over my father!I shake my head and run faster. I can’t afford to think right now, there was danger afoot and I had to flee.The Lunar woods is an old forest. It had existed even before the Crescent Moon pack was formed by the first Alpha Mannering, and it had existed long before the human kingdom outside the forest was even founded. Legend says that
Elizabeth.I lean on a tree, panting. I think I’ve successfully shaken off the wolves who were tracking me, but I can’t be sure. The night has become darker, and I can see the stars blinking through the sparse clouds as I look up. I’d just climbed a mountain, and my legs ache. I’m still drenched from my trek into the tunnel behind the waterfall, and the cold air of the night bites at my skin. I feel a headache approaching, along with a runny nose. There’s nothing more I want to do than return back home, change out of my clothes and bundle up on my bed in front of the fireplace.Home. The very word makes my stomach drop, as it reminds me of what had happened just hours ago.I don’t know the distance I’ve traveled from the pack, nor the time I spent on it. It feels like a lot. My head and my body are heavier than ever, every step I take is an effort because it feels like my feet are trying to fuse to the ground. I have the unshakable urge to scream, which I feel like I should attest to t
Elizabeth.With my heart racing, I limp forward, disregarding the pain in my ankle, constantly looking back. Through the trees and shrubbery, I notice three wolves approaching me. One is grey while the other two are shades of brown. Their amber eyes latch onto me as soon as they appear, and a cry escapes my throat.“Stay away from me!” I scream at them as they come running towards me. I move towards the edge of the cliff as fast as possible. The gushing sound roars underneath me, and I realize that the cliff leads to the Genecy river.The Lunar woods were plentiful in water bodies, and you could find waterfalls at every turn. But there was only one river nearby, and that was the Genecy river. The Genecy river provided the whole land, supernatural, and humans alike, with water, and it was large enough for human ships to run further downstream. But around the Lunar woods, where the river began, it was still very narrow and shallow. I am trapped on a cliff in between a river and traitors
Alexander.“Alex, good timing,” My father says as I enter the pack manor of the Lunar Legacy pack. He stands in the main living room which has been converted into a conference area since the beginning of time, really. There is a rather large desk in the middle of the room where more than ten people can sit at. I’ve personally never seen the table being used for anything because there had never been a situation where such a large conference was to be carried out. Normally my father would just use it as a prop to deliver his orders to the pack as he is doing now.Perhaps I should be glad that the table had never been used because that means there wasn’t such a significant threat to my pack.“Good evening, father,” I greet him as I close the door that leads to the conference room, “You called for me?”“Yes, I did,” My father replies, getting up from where he was sitting at the head of the table, “There is a small crisis at hand, and I hoped that you could help me resolve it.”“Sure, what
Alexander. I meet up with the rest of the scouting team, and my father’s Gamma, Craig greets me.“Well, hello, Alex,” He clasps my hands, “Your father told me that you would be leading the scouting mission today, and I have to say I was surprised upon hearing it.”“Me too,” I reply enthusiastically, “I never thought I’d get the opportunity again, to be honest.”“It’s high time he gave you the chance,” Craig remarks, “Caster might be the Alpha heir and all, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t learn this stuff as well. One day, your brother might choose you to be his Beta or his Gamma. By the way, had your brother given you his decision yet?”The happiness I feel dampens a bit at that.“Not yet, I’m afraid,” I mutter, “But I’m sure he will soon. After all, he’s only twenty years of age yet, and father is in peak health. He has plenty of time.”We both knew I was only making excuses for my brother.Caster had recently turned twenty years old, and by the norms of the pack, he should be ch
Alexander.There is nothing more freeing that turning into your wolf form.The coldness of the night thrills me as the summer breeze rustles through my fur, and I lick my lips, running my tongue over my sharp teeth as I stretch my legs. My body feels incredibly energized, and I can’t wait to run as fast as I could. My vision is clearer, and the night looks like the day. I could hear everything, like the snap of a twig under a bustling squirrel, the little bird flying through the branches of a maple tree, a rabbit making its way to its burrow, members of the Lunar Legacy pack going on and about in their day…everything. The pain of transformation is minuscule to the pleasure it brings, and the presence of my wolf is heavy in my mind. My wolf can't speak to me as he isn’t an Alpha, but I could feel him, I could sense his emotions. Most of the time, I felt as if it wasn't enough, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. Five years later I was still working on accepting myself, althou
Alexander. She’s wedged in between two rocks at the riverbank, covered in various tree fronds and weeds that have been flowing down the river with her. She looks so very pale, dressed in what was once a white dress which was now in tatters and blotched by brown stains. Her long, dark hair falls all over her face. As soon as I see her, I’m almost certain she’s dead by how lifeless she looks. But upon moving closer to her, I realize that she’s breathing, albeit weakly.We turn back into our human forms immediately.“Holy shit, that’s a girl,” Matthew, the wolf who initially found her, hisses, his eyes wide.“Yeah,” I mutter, stepping closer to her. This is truly a bizarre thing to witness, “She looks like she’d been swept down by the river.”“She’s still alive, isn’t she?” Avery questions, “Because I think I just so her chest move.”“She’s alive,” Craig confirms.He then walks towards her, “Help me get her out of the rocks,” she tells me, and I rush towards him. Together, we pick the gi
The girl by the river. I see things.I’m aware that most of them aren’t real, and I’m also aware that I am not awake. I am asleep, although the sleep is not present, rather, it’s tumultuous. I am dreaming, I am hallucinating. These images don’t make sense half the time, same as the emotions they invoke within me. I see the moon, shining high up in the sky. I see wolves running in the moonlight through a forest full of old, titanic trees that loom over the wolves as their protectors. I see a river, gushing down the land, and when I see it, I feel fear. I see a black wolf staring at me from the distance, its red eyes angry, and the wolf transforms into a man with black hair and even blacker eyes, glaring at me. I want to run when I see the wolf and the man, I want to flee far away where they can’t hurt me.I see another man, with hair the color of straw and eyes the color of the sky, tall and strong, handsome and tan. He makes me feel safe, I like seeing him. I don’t know who he is, in
Lydia. We run through the forest as fast as we can, without looking back. I can feel my heart breaking inside my chest with every step we take. I left Ryan. I left Ryan to fend himself against his murderous tyrant of a brother all alone. I left him on his own. I left the love of my life. The pain is too much to bear, and I feel myself slip off. In the spirit plane, my wolf is startled to see me. The purple and magenta sky of my mind's world is strewn with multicolored stars, but I can't appreciate that beauty today. Disregarding my yipping wolf, I stride towards the remaining chain. I need to break this in order to gain my full potential. I don't care if I'm still too weak. Ryan is in danger, and I need to break this chain in order to save him. I need to go and face down an entire packet to reclaim my beloved back. My wolf comes growling and snaps her jaws at me. She tries to warn me off the chain, as she knows I'm not strong enough yet. But I am too far gone to listen to reaso
Lydia.Otis hollers as I stab his arm with the arrowhead, his cry waking up everyone in the near vicinity. I start to hear voices coming from all around me. But caught in the throes of my anger, I don't care for them. I want to see Otis hurt for what he was trying to do to Ryan. With a yell, I pull off the sharp metal from his chest, and he cries out once again. Clutching the injured arm, he stumbles back a couple of steps and hits the wall, hard, with his head. The impact makes him lose consciousness, and he falls to the ground.I brace myself to pounce on him again and end him once and for all. I could feel the bloodlust taking over me, poisoning my mind like a scarlet berry. My vision tinges with death, and there's the gushing sound of an ocean in my ears. 'Kill, kill, kill,' my mind chants, and there's nothing I want more than to listen to it. I want to see fear clog his face, I want to see him choke on his own spit. I want to watch the life bleed out of him. I want to watch him
Lydia.The shadow moved discretely as if it was aware that it was being watched. Or perhaps it was not taking any risks and was acting as if it was already in danger.As I move through the darkness the trees provide, being extra careful not to make a sound, I start to see the owner of the shadow.It was a man, judging from the body. He was dressed in all black, covering his body from head to toe in dark garments that blended in with the night. His face is wrapped in a black scarf. He looks almost like an assassin, but I know that his gait is too sloppy to be that of an assassin's. Besides, an assassin would never creep around the caves so slowly. The man stops near a certain cave. There is a window carved into the stone, and it's open partially due to the humidity. The man straightens and peers inside the window, opening it slowly enough not to make a creaking noise as it was bound to do if opened quickly. Then, ever so carefully, he places his palms upon the windowsill and raises h
Lydia.That day, I bring down my first deer. It feels almost surreal, but the arrow that pierces through its unsuspecting eyes is mine. The deer falls to the ground as soon as the arrow hits, and although I feel remorse for it as always, I also cannot keep myself from crowing out of triumph."Good job!" Caleigh claps me on the back before running towards the carcass to start gutting it. We pack the meat inside our packs and dump the entrails far away so other carnivores could make use of it. With meat-heavy backpacks, we make our way back to our caves so we could drop the bounty off in the kitchens. The stores of meat in the pack would be full after this."How strange," Caleigh mused as we dropped the meat off, gazing around the pack lands, "Your unwelcome shadow is absent today."I'd noticed that too. I have yet to see Otis for the day; he'd been absent from my site since this morning. Maybe he finally came to his senses and decided not to pursue me. But I knew that thought is too g
Lydia.The next day, as soon as I woke up, my eyes fell on the bow.It was a thing of beauty, and I could see that Caleigh spent much time perfecting it. The wood appeared to be from a mature rowan tree, and I wondered where she even found one. They grew high up in the mountains. Made from rowan heartwood, it was polished and stained with the juice of peppermint leaves. I know this because I could smell the refreshing minty smell from the wood. The middle of the arch was wrapped with cured leather that was firm to the touch. The bowstring was taut and strong, made from fine hairs twined together to make a thick string.I gripped the bow from the middle and raised it in an arc, bringing it in front of me. With my other hand, I pulled the bowstring. It was surprisingly easy after the newfound powers I gained after breaking the chain last night. As I perfected my posture, I felt it flow through my blood. It made me feel as if I were already invincible as if I could take down my enemies w
I sent her a warm smile. I could only imagine how bad she wanted to be set free. She yawned and looked at me. She seemed much calmer than before and I hope this was not only because of the exhaustion. I held out my hand. She pushed her nose against my palm and I petted her.“What do you think?” I asked “Are you ready?”She nodded. I was getting worried. She was still not willing to talk. I doubt that she was unable to. And she didn’t hate me anymore. For me it was something I just couldn’t understand. In addition, it made me feel bad. If she didn’t hate me, why wouldn’t she talk to me? There were many things we could have discussed. I breathed a sigh but tried to understand her.I stepped to her leg and looked at the chain. She turned her head to me then nodded, implying it was really time to release more of her power. I grabbed the chain. I struggled with that one. I hoped I was just exhausted. The animal looked at me. Her eyes narrowed. She cooperated with me: she took some steps so
I grumbled as Caleigh shook me in the following morning. My mind was still reckless and couldn’t sleep much. Besides the already existing problems I couldn’t stop thinking about Ryan’s body.“I told you.” the huntress told me “Come on or I’m going to leave you behind!”“Okay, okay.” I moaned but got out of my bed.I followed Caleigh to the forest and I did my best not to fall back into sleep. I started to doubt that I could have broken another chain. We remained silent. The huntress was sure there were some deer nearby. It was undoubtedly her favorite type of meat. I saw as her muscles became tense and in the same moment I smelled the animal’s scent. It was near. She motioned that we would switch places. I was reluctant but she wanted me to hunt the deer down.I kept listening to the noises and waited for it to appear. Once it was within eyesight I breathed a silent sigh and picked an arrow. I kept my eye on the target but I became nervous all of a sudden. Even though I aimed at the h
When I reached the training grounds I saw he was pulling some weights shirtless. I smiled to myself but stepped in and reached him. It was time to play again. A part of me enjoyed this part either with Ryan or Caleigh. But another part of me was annoyed because I just wanted to be myself. I wanted to be with this man. I wanted to be free and careless. Instead of all this, we had to be careful and play roles, acting like we were nothing more than friends or training partners. Once I reached him I put my hand on his shoulder gently.“Do you need a partner?” I asked.“Maybe.” he grinned “How about a night run?”“Oh, I’m in.” I chuckled then leaned closer to him “I thought you can’t get any stronger now.”“I can’t.” he sighed “We’re acting. That’s all. And you can become stronger.”“You’re right.” I nodded “Let’s go then.”I kept my pace with Ryan’s. Outrunning him would have been no problem. We still had to pretend everything was normal between us. I hated that part. I was proud we foun
The huntress looked at me and sent me a warm smile.“So how far did you get?” she asked.“Not far.” I blushed “I’m afraid someone will notice.” I sighed.“Believe me, Ryan is careful with this. He wouldn’t risk losing you.”“I know, I just don’t want to take any unnecessary risks, you know? If we leave the pack before I unleash my full power, the journey is going to be even more dangerous.”“I know you’re right. But he loves you.”“I know.” I smiled “I wouldn’t sneak out for nothing. But even though it feels so good and so right, I can’t shake off the feeling of something bad is about to happen.”“I understand what you’re talking about.” she said grimly “It’s like it’s way to quiet right before a huge thunderstorm. And I don’t like it either.”“I wish we could have met under different circumstances.”“I wouldn’t leave this place without you.”She remained silent for some minutes and I was waiting for her further response. I knew she was grateful I turned up out of the blue several day