POV: HARVEYI stood still, witnessing the advance of the flames devouring the surroundings, fixing my gaze on the spot where she had disappeared. I inhaled deeply, searching for her traces in the air, but in vain. It was evident that even the Goddess had allied herself with her, alongside the ancestors.“You lost her, Alpha,” taunted the sarcastic voice of the beast in my mind. “In the end, someone saw who you really are.”“Go to hell, beast. I have no patience to deal with a coward like you!” I exclaimed, feeling my chest rise and fall rapidly with agitated breath.The monster violently threw us against a pillar, its claws carving a painful path in my skin up to near my groin.“I'm not a coward!” roared the beast in my mind, ready to take complete control.“Then, don't run from the dark witch!” I growled in pain, trying to contain it. It wasn't the time; I needed to find Luna.“Ah, you love her!” laughing, the beast echoed in a malicious manner. “Poor cursed Alpha, lost your only hop

In the midst of the unfolding storm before me, I pressed forward without a defined destination. Instinctively, my inner wolf seemed to guide me as my transformations spiraled out of control under the experiments of the secluded witches. I entered a cave, its walls adorned with mystical stones called obsidian. Recalling a book I had read in the witches' city, I knew these rare stones were renowned for their unique magic, the true intentions of which revealed themselves in the depths.“Finally, you've come,” a soft and mysterious voice echoed firmly from a crystal-clear lake filled with obsidian stones. “You shouldn't have denied our call for so long, Sophie!”As she spoke my name, the witch's enigmatic voice sent a dangerous shiver through my fur. My wolf howled in warning, but we couldn't resist the call, as if we were trapped in the magic of this unknown being.“I am not unknown.” She stared at me, reading my thoughts. “I am Morgana, the bearer of Obsidian's revelation magic!”“From

I took a while to fall asleep as I gazed at the moon. A feeling of suffocation hung over me. Had I made a mistake by running away? No, my mind insisted that there were no mistakes in my decision; I needed those answers; it was my right. Especially after everything he had done, lying about ConanThe Alpha proved to be truly icy, perhaps shaped by his lupine essence; his emotions and ways of acting differed drastically from humans. I already knew this, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extreme!“I need to rest,” I whispered to myself with a sigh. “I hope Conan is okay.”I lay down, humming in my mind the songs I used to sing to the little brave one. It was a way to have him close, even when he was far away. Slowly, sleep enveloped me until I finally drifted off.In my dreams, I wandered through a dark forest permeated with the smell of decomposing flesh. A dense fog hung, full of malevolent odors. Every step sent shivers down my spine, and upon spotting a cabin ahead, I noticed th

Oliver traversed dense forests, isolated campsites, dark caves, and even imposing mountains in search of Victoria and the Alpha's pup. His tireless journey seemed endless, and the feeling of helplessness echoed in his mind and heart. He feared the imminent consequences his she-wolf would face once the Lycan king discovered her whereabouts.In a fortunate twist of fate, the responsibility to hunt them down was assigned to the Beta. Oliver saw this as an opportunity to persuade his mate to return the pup and guide her in her challenging decision to leave the pack. He was willing to follow her lead, even if it meant facing unimaginable challenges.Sniffing the air with agility, Oliver sensed Victoria's presence. She emerged near an imposing rock in front of a cave, staring at him. He understood that his she-wolf wanted to be found by him.“Victoria…” Oliver said as he approached and stopped in front of her.“Beta!” she replied, taking a few steps back.Transforming into his human form, O

“And who was responsible for this?” I asked, widening my eyes in confusion.“Elisa is a distant descendant of ours,” Morgana explained.“Distant?” I asked, furrowing my brow.“That means she wasn't born with the magic of the ancestors but was blessed by them to be able to use their powers.” Isadora rolled her eyes as she spoke with disdain.“I see,” I sighed. “And Conan? Could he have inherited the magic of his ancestors? He's also a hybrid, right?”A tense silence hung in the air as they all exchanged glances.“That's still uncertain, both for the ancestors and for us. Even Destiny hasn't revealed anything about Conan; his sister had more pronounced traits, and in his case, Sophie, we didn't expect the lupine and both sides to be equally intense.” Morgana observed closely.“We have a theory; depending on how the pup grows, he could become the key to the total balance between the species!” Sibila commented.“Or the cause of destruction!” Isadora retorted.“Conan? No, he's different, p