All Chapters of The Blind Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Some minutes after Ubuntu left me, the pack doctor attended to me, and I was able to move my legs once again. Well, maybe I wrongly judged Ubuntu, but I’ll make some further investigation.Although magic has been forbidden for a long time in my pack, but if Ubuntu truly possesses these dark powers, then I won’t just let it go to waste. I’ll make sure I find a way to take full advantage of him as I did with Zora, and at the end of the day, I’ll dump him before he unseats me with his powers. I will not repeat the same mistake I made with Zora. The elders and those that have lived before me must have surely gotten it wrong to place a ban on such powers of great magnitude, burning everyone found with dark powers of any sort. Well, that is their tradition, and tradition is the culture, the way of life of the dead. I’m alive, I ain’t dead, so I’m gonna just rustle up my own tradition, crafting it to whatever suits me, and if that means putting the old tradition, the culture of the dead in

Calista’s POV.With heavy tears in my eyes, I exited the Mountain Dew Pack, ― my pack, my blood, and sweat, leaving behind Malik, the love of my life, with whom I began the journey that led to us formulating that so-called pack. I didn't need to be told twice, I grabbed my three pups, and I followed Melinda out of the pack. I didn't want to be a victim of his fucking rage. Well maybe, I could have pleaded my cause further, and redeemed myself… but the situation was incriminating enough, and I was grateful that he didn’t even bring an end to my life or that of my pups. My eyes were heavy, and tears were beginning to stream down my cheeks.“Don’t cry, Luna. Everything will be alright.” Melinda whispered into my ears, trying to comfort me. She gave me a side hug, and we continued our journey.“Luna?” I sobbed. “Am I still a Luna, like this?” “Yes, you are, and for me, you’ll keep being my Luna,” Melinda responded. “No, the Luna tag left me, as soon as I got thrown out of that pack,” I

"It's simple since you are here claiming that you were raped by some beast… Um. Um… and if I heard you correctly, that means, you were forced against your will to bore these pups, so the only solution I can proffer, right now is that you get rid of these cursed pups.""What?" I exclaimed. "Get rid of what? The first fruits of my womb, my sweats and blood, the living extensions of myself. I would never do such. That'll be over my dead body!" I squealed, letting out a fiery exclamation of wrath and disdain."Can't you hear yourself?" I thundered, with my eyes shining with fury. "You're expecting me to get rid of them, just like that. Nah… Impossible.""Ok, I get you. I know how hard it is for you, to do something like this, but I can relieve that burden off your sleeve; I can actually help you do it. We are talking about the pups of an unknown beast, who is lurking somewhere far in the darkness, not knowing the troubles, the seeds he deposited in you have caused you, for fuck's sake." S

AUTHOR'S POVMalik drew in a deep breath, sniffing the alluring scents of the intruding party, and for a second, he was amazed at the rate of the speed at which they moved, but he remained calm and undisturbed.His mind was still at ease, calm, and also calculating. He was trying to estimate the strength of the somewhat strange enemy that seemed to be approaching his pack before he made any move. 'Or is it those fools who looked to attack us during the day?' Malik mumbled under his breath, 'well there's only one way to find out…''Wait, why am I not hearing any sounds of distress? How are they even able to evade all our traps? It's already night, for fuck's sake.' he wondered.The watchman for the night, patrolling the border, also noticed the unusual movements around the pack, and when he couldn't make sense of it, he rang the pack bell. The other warriors, in the pack, were alerted, and they trooped out of their houses to defend their pack.Malik stood up from the edge of the mount

The werewolves collided, and the sound of howls filled the air; their claws and sharpened fangs clashed in a frenzied dance of death. Malik was not for once deterred by the cries of the wounded warriors, or by the pile of dead warriors he was stepping over. Ubuntu's hypnotic sounds, backed up by Malik’s sheer determination and skill, drove him forward as he sought to overcome his own loyal subjects.The warriors charged at each other, and the battle was intense. The ones who had shifted to their wolf form used their claws and fangs to tear into the flesh of the warriors still in their human form, while the warriors in their human form countered with precise strikes from their Spears, swords, and arrows. The ground was stained red with blood as they battled it out, neither giving an inch of ground.As the battle raged on, Malik began to gain the upper hand. His claws were sharper and his movements were faster, allowing him to dodge the other werewolves' attacks and strike back with dea