Novels by Victory

The moon hung in the sky but not fully out, as the clouds obscure its glow like smoke. The pack house lay still and quiet. The atmosphere feels very peaceful - no one moving around, the fire that provides warmth has since been put out leaving the environment very quiet. Yet amidst this tranquility, there is a sound repeatedly calling her out.At first, it was very soft and gentle like a whisper in the breeze.“Lydia...”It felt like the name was floating in the air slowly stretching across the distance between herself and the source.Startled, she sat upright on her bed, feeling a tingling sensation on her skin. This wasn't the first time she'd encounter this voice. But tonight felt different; it wasn't resulting from her imagination, she was very much awake, it is not a dream. The atmosphere was lively, giving out energy. Her wolf perceived it immediately, moving restlessly. 

The pack house is filled with silence, but with a loud anxiety - not like it was expressed in words, But at every look Lydia gets from the pack members, every time she enters the room. She felt like an uninvited guest, this feeling always bringing to her memory that there is a threat that was lurking around her.************Lydia’s training with Kyle is becoming intense as they progress. His voice was commanding sharply, without forbearance, and can be heard echoing through the field.“Repeat!” His voice echoes.Her heart beats very fast as she also tries to take in air. The training again ended with her on the floor, and Kyle forcing his knee against her shoulder as she breathed fast to take in air.“If you lose it this time, that would be all, do you get me?” He spoke with a commanding tone, at the same time as though he The pack house is filled w

The following night after the council members had made their decision, there was serious tension in the packhouse. Every passageway Lydia tried to walk through, there was murmuring – unfinished conversations that stopped immediately she drew closer. Her presence sent uneasiness through the crowd; some pack members gave her some suspicious look, while others looked at her, hiding the fear they felt, as if she had already been judged and condemned in their minds.Mothers were very protective of their children, pulling them very close to themselves trying to shield them. As for the warriors, they turned their eyes away avoiding any connection with her as though noticing her would attract the wrath of the council upon them.The atmosphere was filled with unspoken accusations and looks of fear, sending a reminder of the new insecure position she now finds herself in.Lydia raised up her face, as she pushed back against any weight pressing on her shoulders down. “Do not show any sign of we

The night was lively with bright firelight illuminating the surroundings with strange heat. Torches were flashing its light along the hard stone walls directed towards it, shadows moving up and down dancing inaccurately, as if they were alive, while the warriors rushed to the gate with their heart beating fast.The ringing of the alarm bell seemed to beat again in the night air, but even that night's sound was overpowered by the terrific howls that burst out from deep within the forest. Those sounds were raw, echoing the restless cries of creatures filled with insatiable hunger, relentless and endless.In the heat of that chaotic moment, Lydia found herself standing motionless in the corridor, heart beating in her chest like a drum. For just a passing moment, she felt a powerful connection as her wolf disturbed restless underneath her skin.Its claws scratched against the boundaries of her flesh, causing her to accept the anxiety from within, to bring out the untamed spirit that share

The council door was suddenly shut, giving a resounding vibration through the wall of the corridors, the sound re-echoed from a distant like a thunder causing Lydia to shiver. She found herself moving around the passageway, silently observing with her palm leaning on the cold wall near her.She could hear her heart beating like a drum in the ear as she held her breath, uncertain and fearful. She didn’t intend to eavesdrop on the elders, yet their voices got to her like a storm wave, their discussions passing through the wall of the room.“Causing division among us.”“Danger in her blood.”“Banish her for the good of the pack.”Every phrase got into her like a sharp blade leaving her thought revolving around the words. She could clearly recall hearing her father’s voice rising up against all arguments, and as a defence against all the accusations. But despite his attempts to protect her, his was just like one voice against seven other voices – his convictions were crushed under the pre

The council hall was filled with a smoky scent that always cuts around the atmosphere of the room. Not a warm aroma from a fireplace, but a sharp smell from herbs being burned for clarity – a traditional ritual to keep the mind of the elders alert. This night, the smoke was so heavy that even Alpha Jarius found himself coughing as he walked into the hall.Before him, is a long table that gives out light coming from flashes of torchlights. Seven elders were seated in their finely designed chairs around the table, with their faces giving expression of aging and suspicion. They all looked at him as he entered knowing the meeting would not be to his favor.“ You called us out too early,” Elder Marlic uttered in a coarse voice, his eyes looking with intensity. “The ceremony was just concluded recently, the pack should be celebrating, not getting worried.”“The pack is worried,” Jarius answered back in the same tone, though there is an underlying danger. “There are rumors spreading like wil