Soleyah did not wait for the others to ask her. She immediately jogged toward the place where she could feel the throb within the mate bond she had with Alexander Crimson. Needing not a guide, Soleyah was able to arrive at the borders they had dashed past through earlier when they entered the Crescent Pack.As soon as she saw him, she immediately scanned his surroundings.Unlike her small group, Alexander, who was an alpha to the Crimson Moon Pack who was second to Blood Claws Pack when it came to having strong wolves and second to Night Prowlers Pack when it came to having a close off environment, stood before a hundred of strong wolves with no less than a delta in their ranks.His tattoos were clearly displayed for all to see. Suddenly, Soleyah had the instinctual urge to cover him up in front of the female deltas of the Crescent Pack.‘What the heck am I thinking?’ Soleyah was stupefied with her train of thoughts as she shook it off immediately while nearing her mate. Instead, she

Sally was originally just a name for Diana who was a mere pawn in her chess game called revenge. Because of this mindset, Diana did not bother to put Sally’s misdeeds in her eyes when she first arrived in the Blood Claws Pack. Over time, Sally became someone she treated as one of her people. Remembering Sally’s resolute pair of eyes as she muttered the word ‘Luna’ filled with devotion, Diana knew that Sally was already one of the few people she wanted to protect in this wretched world. Yet Shananel dared to stretch her claws to her pack… to her people. Recalling the warring times of her past life, when the Blood Claws Pack’s rallied to surround the Werewolf Committee, it seemed as if Sally was the one who played the role of Seymor Tesan in this lifetime! Diana knew that Shananel would make a sneaky attack and it would result in the first death among the Blood Claws Pack’s ranks—Beta Seymor Tesan’s death. Hence, Diana chose to take all the hink-ranking wolves to the rally, leaving o

Sally died.The pain she felt was enough confirmation for Diana, but she refused to acknowledge it. Only when two wolves howled in anguish while surrounding a burnt corpse rescued by Dylan did Diana finally accept the staggering truth. Only when she saw the drone’s live footage did she let reality play back after pausing it at the back of her mind a couple of minutes ago.There was no more denying it or it would only be disrespectful for Sally’s last moments.This time, Diana slumped back to her chair.Talia nodded at Soleyah, conveying to the latter to shut off the live footage. With Talia and Soleyah—magic and technology—the drone came back in no time.“Are you alright?” With a wave of Talia’s hand, a cup of water that could ease Diana’s fatigue appeared out of thin air. She placed the cup in front of Diana and picked up the laptop of Soleyah before she gave it to the latter. “Have some drink. You need to stay sane. Death is normal in war. It could be me the next day, it could be th

A few hours earlier…At the highest fortress of the Werewolf Committee, two people stood side by side as they watched the rising sun from the grand balcony of the uppermost part of the tower.Twirling the goblet of wine in her hand, Shananel, who was clad in her Elder uniform, stood straight with her chin held high. The air of solemnity and nobility wafted from her, making people rever her presence. It was a telltale sign of the peak of vicissitudes she had grasped after many years of battles both in war and in politics.Through her sharp pair of eyes, there was nothing but a trace of determination and ambition.“Elder Shananel,” called the middle-aged man wearing a pure white cloak with feathered edges.Shananel hummed in response as she took a sip from her goblet of wine, staining her pale lips with a crimson shade.The man cleared his throat before he continued; the suffocating oppressive aura from Shananel was making it hard for him to continue. But he knew that to spare his life,

Jaxon, who was about to step forward and pull Talia back, was stopped by Cameron. His brothers, though sporting a worried look, shook their heads, indicating to Jaxon that they should let Talia settle her grudges. After all, they had heard about the fate Talia had to suffer at the hands of her fellow witches. They could only blame themselves for foolishly thinking that they were saving her by letting her stay there even after knowing that their mate was a witch in the Genesis Coven. Their supposed compassionate move pushed Talia instead to an abyss of more suffering. The least they could do to her was to let her have her revenge to her heart’s content. Upon seeing the consent of the six alphas of the Night Prowlers Pack, the others had to take a step back as well. Since the main tent was merely standing and the important pieces of paper were taken by Rakiz already, the place which was a hub of strategy became an instant arena. For the first time, Talia gave her six mates a look of ap