All Chapters of Moonlit Dominion: She-Wolf Ascendant: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The werewolves are having a festival downside the enormous hill. And here I sit alone, in front of a mythic cave above the hill top. And watch them happily dance surrounding the fire wearing their traditional wolf coats. Some of them are sitting, lying on the tables at the corner of the field, drinking and eating till their stomach is almost tearing apart. And some of them are having a mischievous fight beside the huge barbecue stake of different animals meat, maybe their fight is due to who would get the biggest chunk. And for some reason I'm not joining these seemingly contented people. I'm just trying to figure out all the different combination of emotions I'm feeling and having troubles deciding whether I should stick to my core or just let my emotions take me over. I know I have lots of responsibilities due to my status, I just don't have anyone who can guide me about that. Yesterday Alpha Vincent, the mighty Blood Moon pack leader, visited our pack and had a small talk with

"Now what do we do with her?" Albera looks at Nyx with worried eyes, I know what's going on in her mind. Currently she's lying on my bed, we helped her stitching the leg wound and bandaging it up, it's not that serious so it will heal soon. She's been sleeping for an hour, after being unconscious, I hope she won't misunderstand the situation when she wakes up. "The wolf she fought with is definitely stronger than her," Albera indicates at the wound. "Otherwise she wouldn't have been hurt.""Fought? She could have been attacked.""That maybe the case so, but there's blood stains in her nails and that wouldn't be hers. She injured the other wolf too, but that was stronger so it ran away." I sigh, "The other wolf couldn't be from our pack, could it?" "I don't know that. I don't detect any pheromones from her, must be because of our separate bloodlines."But I can sense her pheromones. Why's that? "Well, you gotta make sure no one comes in your den," Albera alerts me. "And when she w

Kill.The competition ceremony is about how many you can kill. It doesn't have to be any creature other than wolves, you can even kill among within your pack, it doesn't really matter. You're free to have a feast on whatever creature you like, as long as those creatures are in the ceremony. Any time of weapons, any type of legal or illegal transformation is allowed. Team making is prohibited, only one person can win the contest and they will be rewarded by some great things, which is decided by the lead Alpha. It includes cannibalism. Growing up in a family of lead Alpha, hunting never really bothered me or made me sick or anything. I always thought it was normal, you gotta go by your instincts and nature, establish the habits that your species hold. But what I'm seeing right now is on a different level. "Are you alright?" Nyx looks at me with worried eyes, we're on disguise right now, wearing commoner's outfit. "Yeah, I'm fine," I nod, though it's kind of shocking, but it's not e

She has been staring into distance for a while. The night sky is astonishingly dark, since it's a total moon eclipse. The moon was red even a while ago, like it was celebrating the ceremony of the new Blood Moon lead Alphaess. Nyx turns around hearing the sound of the door opening, only to see the advisor president wolf of the pack. Surprisingly she's annoying enough, even Nyx was losing her careful stored patience earlier in the ceremony. Advisor wolf kept nagging, saying how a she-wolf without her mate shouldn't sit on the Silverine throne, also kept blabbering about the rituals. Nyx just tried to be numb in those moment. Even she feels her desperate need for a mate in her heart, but she's forcing the brain to reject that feeling. She doesn't think that she's in a position to put her trust in someone that badly, yet. "Here you are, lead Alphaess," Advisor Jenna exclaims, clearly putting on a fake smile. "Since it's such a charming night, you shouldn't waste it sitting alone

For the next six months, I prepare myself for absolute hell. At first it seemed like pure torture, but I put my mind and determination into it. For the first month, I was sent to the national training camp for werewolves. As much as I hate to admit it, I've never taken such type of training in my whole life, because I thought that wasn't necessary since we're a prestigious family. My family didn't oppose much when I said I would be gone for months, only Albera expressed her worries and told me to be careful. At the training camp, we have to spend our every moment by following a schedule, in order to achieve perseverance, discipline and patience. People here are also trained to do meditation, which helps to discover the soul and control their emotions which are very significant. I kept being fed with new things and techniques and tried my best to do things right. A sudden burst of gas hit my senses, making me cough vigorously as I was distracted. Wolverine gas attacks aren't compl