A Sister's Revenge

“Girls! Not more bickering, I hope.”Alpha Brahm stood at the back of the room, blanketing all of them with his aura of domination. Broad, and easily 6 and a half feet tall, he cocked an eyebrow at his daughters as they resigned themselves to abandoning their varied differences of opinion, at least for the time being.Evelyn took a deep breath and plastered a grim smile on her face, “Of course not father, just trying to talk some sense into my lovesick, dingbat of a sister.”“What the hell, Evie?!” Nora roared as their father chuckled and Cassie shook her head. Alpha Brahm held up his hand, a silent signal to stop their foolish quarreling immediately. “I don’t think that I need to tell you how important tonight is to our pack, but I will do my best to impress it upon you anyway.” The sisters drew a collective deep breath. “Powerful warriors, friends and foes alike are arriving in our town as we speak. We would do well not to fan the flames of infighting, and do our best to present a

The tents outside were a soft twinkle from afar, that escalated into an explosion of color, lights and sound as you approached. There were 3 huge marquees set-up in a beautiful grove, surrounded by pecan trees, an area big enough to hold the hundreds of wolves that had shown up to revel in the excitement and represent the 5 other major packs in their region. Wildpaw and Brokenmane, the more vicious warriors came from the south and east of this land, respectively. Moonvalley, whose residents were known to be especially beautiful and full of knowledge about the history of their clans, came from the north. Wintercrown from the north west, were particularly skilled with forging tools and weapons, skills passed down through the generations, constantly evolving as the world around them changed as well. Last but not least, was Swiftcrest. Their pack was the one most closely aligned with Sableridge, their land bordering each other, and their members even working together on matters of securit

Her run across the room probably only took 30 seconds, but felt like an entirety as she collided with Evelyn as they both strode to reach the person who had shrieked in such terror.The sight before her was striking. The group of ethereal looking men from MoonValley stood, fists clenched, looking haughtily up at a small army of brutal looking warriors. At the very front of this army stood the largest, most savage looking man Cassie had ever seen. Easily six and a half feet tall, broad and blatantly strong. His gruff features partially obscured by long black hair, his eyes, dark as coal, glistened, ready for a fight, and his gigantic hand was grasped around the comparatively tiny wrist of Nora. Her already large eyes seemed impossibly magnified on the man in front of her. She trembled as though petrified, but there was something else there, Cassie couldn’t quite sniff it out, but there was a gentleness to the man’s touch. In spite of his ferocious appearance, Nora seemed startled, but

Cassie awoke with a low, pitiful groan. Her whole body ached, but her head especially was pounding, not surprising with how many times she was thrown against the floor as she was dragged from the festival… The festival! She sat up with a start, immediately regretting it as dizziness overwhelmed her again and she laid back down. She settled for slowly opening her eyes and taking in her dimly lit surroundings. She was alive, that was good, but everything else was very troubling. She was lying on a bed in an unfamiliar room. There weren’t any windows, and the room was stark except for the bed. Also, she was naked. Normally this wouldn’t be much cause for concern - wolves were often bare around each other as they can’t transform back into their human form and immediately have clothes on. However, given her current circumstances, closed up in a space she didn’t know, having just watched her father perish coupled with not knowing the fate of her two sisters…it was just one more thing to pu