Novel-novel oleh Lucy Norton

"Welcome to the feast of Ellipses," Beta Degen stepped forward, holding a scroll in his right hand. The hall buzzed in salute of the word."CRESCENTSSSSSSSSSSS!""But before we begin the feast, we must know who our pack runner is amongst the captives after the judgement." After he spoke, immediately there was a loud trumpet, and the hall was dead silent; even a drop of a needle could be heard within this silence.The main door to the large entrance opened, and three persons entered, and all the people rose from their seats. Though from a distance, no one could see their faces long afar within the long hall, but as they came closer.To the right, a 35-year-old male figure of Magnus Dan, the pack's top official and messenger, 5'5 tall, dressed in a completely black robe reaching below his knees and a white belt around his waist. To the left, a beautiful 24-year-old, light-skinned lady Delilah Collins, Deta Collins' daughter, 5'7 tall, wearing black skin-tight pants and a golden crop top

The morning was still early, as Alicia could tell from the echoing force of the wind from the mountains making its way into the rooms. This gave access to a surprising visitor to the Alpha's mansion.She struggled to sit up, the aura of scents surrounding her slowly straining her dragged body by the chains, which were no longer new to her. She was surprised to see the same man from yesterday, standing alone.Alicia's head was a bit calm from the sleeping medication Belair had given her. The thought of her parents haunted her every wake since she found herself in this godforsaken place.She groaned quietly under her breath, almost condemning herself, maybe this was it for her. This man looked like he was going to rip her apart. She dragged her eyes one after the other through the faces of these men.Her heart quaked, her body weakened. The next Luna of her pack, now reduced to a walkover and kept waiting for the judgment of one ghost Alpha who refused to make himself known. Her parents

"The Midnighters had their way of putting an end to war and conflicts—it was the money they had. Knowing the Crescents pack did not accept money in exchange for prisoners, there was a very slim chance that Alicia was getting out of here anytime soon. Her release might lead to a war between the Midnighters and the Crescents pack.This war could have been long anticipated by the Crescents. On the other side, the Midnighters weren’t aware that Alicia was alive after the incident.Would the Crescents make her capture known to the Midnighters, or would they lock her up forever?“Do not let her out of your sight!” Drake commanded two armed guards, pointing his index finger in Alicia's direction.“She is a Prisoner of War now, our Prisoner of War,” Drake added.The armed guards stood at the doorpost all day. Alicia couldn’t do much for herself; everything was done for her by Beliar. Her legs, waist, and wrists were chained to the bed frame. Alicia had nowhere to go now, neither did she have

"Amongst the packs, except the Crescents pack, The Craving Festival of Peace was celebrated. It stood as a day in remembrance, where all packs in the Western Mountain of Jacksonville came together in the name of peace.The Crescent Moon Pack became angrier at this festival. They never attended because, to them, the war wasn't near over. The Crescents had a plan.""Midnighter, wake up! I can hear your heartbeat," a commanding male voice suddenly called.The voice was sharp and clean, commanding verbal authority.Alicia jolted in her consciousness but didn't open her eyes. Her head arched slightly in the direction where the voice came from. She somehow knew it was directed towards her; it was more audible than the others. It sounded familiar, but it wasn't.Alicia had a tattoo on her back that gave her away. She was the only daughter of Alpha Jones of the Midnighter pack, the richest alpha in the entire Western Mountain of Jacksonville, and a sworn enemy of the Crescent Pack."Midnighte

"Through the days of trials, one finds their very might. Sometimes, the end is just a new beginning, and sometimes, our greatest strength is found in the depths of adversity—a hard lesson learned in times of difficulties.""Over! Over!”“We need immediate backup!" The Runners at the borders radioed the main town guards.There had been a sudden explosion at the border line. It would take a whole two hours for the guards in the main town to reach those at the first border line.Some of the guards immediately shifted into their wolf forms, while others climbed into dispatch trucks loaded with machine guns and ammo. All made their way quickly into the woods to assist their comrades facing the looming danger."Whatever it was, it wasn't going to succeed like the last time. We are on our way," the radio response reassured.They believed the enemies might be trying to distract the guards at the borderline with this sudden explosion, while having an entirely different plan.***Since the Cravi