Ember Leander, an omega is betrothed to Lucas Ardolf, the alpha of her pack. Ember has no interest in getting married to Lucas, she meets Thorne Wright of the blood moon pack in the most overwhelming of circumstances. He proposes an arranged marriage. He will gain influence across the two packs as a result of this. Ember agrees to Thorne's proposal and rejects Lucas who threatens the safety of her parents. To appease him, she seduces him and they have a one night stand, only to find out that Lucas killed her parents anyway. What is worse? The one night stand produces a secret baby as well. With nothing more to loose, Ember goes on with the plans to marry Thorne. Thorne's mother, Augusta soon figures out that Ember is pregnant and not for her son. Out of fear and desperation to keep her secret, Ember kills Augusta. She then runs away in fear. The belief in the pack is that both Ember and Augusta were killed by rival pack members, but Thorne had a feeling that Ember was still alive. So he sent Asher, a devoted member of the pack to go in search for her. It took him a while, but Asher did find Ember and convinced her to trturn to the pack. So far her secret was still unknown, but then she is betrayed ny her former best friend, Beatrice. The only other soul who knew the truth about everything. Beatrice tells Lucas and he uses it as blackmail to get Ember to help him overthrow Thorne and get dominion of the two packs. The story goes on with many more twists and turns, including the return of Miguel, Thorne's father who will pose as a repentant man meanwhile he has ulterior motives overthrow Thorne.
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‘They’re closing in on us Mara.’
Samara Smith took a moment to glance behind her at the five wolves gaining on her before she responded to her wolf. ‘I’m going as fast as I can Rieka. We just need to make it around that ridge up ahead and then we will be on sacred ground and safe from attack by those wolves.’
Samara wasn’t too worried about the wolves chasing her through the dense forest. They would not be able to catch up to her before she made it to the old Church. Samara possessed the power of the wolf queen running through her veins and was confident that she could out run those giving chase. She knew those wolves behind her were no match for the speed and power she possessed thanks to her wolf Rieka.
What worried Samara was the yet to be revealed leader of the wolves currently chasing her in the night. How did they find out about Jamari? She worried to herself. No matter what, she could not let them get to her sister. Jamari must be protected at all costs. If the key fell into the wrong hands it would mean the end of everything.
Samara glanced behind her and noticed that the distance between her and the wolves chasing her was getting wider. She sent up a thankful prayer to the Moon Goddess before turning back around and looking ahead. The clouds parted in the night sky allowing the full moon to shine its light ahead at the old Church ruins that were finally coming into sight.
The old Church is the ruins left behind of the Sacred Temple dedicated to the Moon Goddess in ancient times. It was abandoned five centuries ago and no one knows what happened to the caretakers of it. Everyone in the Church disappeared in the dead of the night with no trace of what happened or where they disappeared to.
It was a mystery that many have tried to solve over the years with no progress. The Church had always been a place of peace when it was still in use, but since the disappearance five hundred years ago no one has been able to attack another while on the grounds. Some mystical aura attacks anyone that tries to harm another while inside its walls. And to date no one has survived an attack from this mystical aura.
Due to this, no one dares to attack anyone that seeks refuge at the old Church ruins. You would think that there would be a lot of people who would take advantage of the ruins and make a home there but whatever mystical aura that attacks those who attempt harm also slowly drains the life of those who stay within its walls for too long. Because of this the ruins have become a place for rival packs to seek peace with each other.
The Sacred Temple has been a big part of Jamari’s studies since she first learned about the Church. She once told Samara that she felt a connection to the old Church ruins and she couldn’t help herself from wanting to know more about them. No one has been able to spend as much time as Jamari has at the ruins without slowly dying. It was just one of the things that made her twin sister special to the Wolf community, at least in her sister’s eyes. Samara has done a lot to hide this bit of news from other wolves in order to keep her sister safe.
Samara pushed herself to go faster to reach the old Church ruins up ahead, getting closer by the second. Come on Samara. You can make it. You have to make it. For Jamari’s sake you have to make it to that Church.
As the distance between Samara and the Church grew smaller and smaller she breathed a sigh of relief. ‘We’re almost there Rieka. We’re going to make it.’
Out of nowhere a huge black wolf slammed into Samara’s side before she was able to leap over the wall and into the Church courtyard. Samara went flying fifty feet away before she was able to catch herself and get up on her four legs. She turned towards her attacker and let out a ferocious growl that left many rooted in fear.
The black wolf looked her up and down before chuckling loudly. “You do not scare me little wolf.” He snorted out loud before shapeshifting into a naked man. With a snap of his fingers clothing appeared on his body covering him from Samara’s gazing eyes. The man now stood before Samara in an expensive looking all black suit with all the accessories that screamed money. Who is this guy?
Samara’s ears perked up as she heard the five wolves that were chasing her getting closer to her and the mystery man standing before her. Samara assessed her opponent and concluded that he must be the leader of the wolves who have been chasing her. She stood still, studying the mystery man and searching for weaknesses she could exploit before the other wolves appeared, when his next words broke through her concentration and realization sank in. Those wolves weren’t just chasing her, they were leading her to this place, and to their leader hiding outside the entrance. This was all a trap!
‘How are we going to get out of this Mara? That’s not a normal wolf standing in front of us. In fact, I don’t think he’s a wolf at all.’ Rieka whimpered in Samara’s head. Samara chose to ignore her wolf so she could focus on the man standing in front of her, taunting her for her stupidity.
“Come now Samara, did you really think that my wolves were stupid enough to allow you to reach a no attack zone?” He tsked at her, going as far as putting up his index finger and waving it back and forth while he verbalized the tsk.
Samara growled in frustration. She had been corralled and now this mystery man stood between her and her only option for safety. If she tried to run around or past him he would just knock her back again. And she couldn’t run back the way she came from because the wolves that were chasing her were spread out a hundred yards away, effectively preventing her from being able to run in any direction.
Seeing no other option Samara decided to stand her ground and shifted back into her human form in order to talk with the handsome man standing before her. Unlike the man who quickly clothed himself upon shifting, Samara stood proudly in her nudity with her head held high. Samara grew up with wolves so nudity was not an issue for her, especially when she had nothing to be ashamed about. Samara was revered as the most beautiful she-wolf in her pack, the Crescent Moon pack. She stood at five foot ten inches and had long beautiful legs that were often admired by males and females alike within her pack. Her slim waist and ample bosom had many wolves vying to be her lover. Samara watched as the man in front of her looked her body over from head to foot with admiration in his eyes.
Samara rolled her eyes before saying out loud, “Are you going to stare at me or tell me what you are after and why you had your wolves chase me to the old Church in the middle of the night?” She said, acting bored in order to hide her apprehension.
The man’s eyes snapped up to her face and a wide smile spread out across his face. “Straight to the point I see.” He said, giving one last longing look to her body before continuing. “You know what I want from you Samara. And it isn’t that amazing body you’re flaunting over there. Give me the key.” He growled, causing Samara to stiffen despite her attempt to not be affected.
Samara feigned innocence. “What key are you talking about? The one to my bedroom perhaps?” She purred…lifting an eyebrow in question.
“Do not patronize me little wolf!” The man responded in anger. “I know you have the key and you are going to give it to me or DIE!”
It was then that Samara realized that this man had no idea what the key was. He only knew that she had it and thought to scare her into handing it over. “Who are you to come here and order me, the Wolf Queen, to give you something that isn’t yours?” She yelled back at him.
Samara was trying to distract the mystery man so she could make a run for the Church. Even in her human form she should be faster than the man standing in front of her. She just needed to get around him and make it over the stone wall behind him and she would be safe from his attack.
The man chuckled evily when he introduced himself to Samara. “I am King of the Demons you pathetic Queen of lowly wolves.” He said standing tall in pride. This caused Samara to halt in surprise, missing her opportunity to run to the Church. “That key is no more yours than it is mine, but I intend to make it mine before the night is out. So tell me little Wolf Queen, where is the key?”
Ember slowly opened her eyes, wincing as the bright sunlight pierced through her living room window. She hadn't bothered to close the blinds before collapsing onto the couch the night before, exhausted and distraught. Her eyes felt puffy and dry from crying herself to sleep. She was still wearing her work clothes from the previous day, the familiar scent of her office lingering on her blouse.As she sat up, her mind raced back to the confrontation with her supervisor. The accusation, the threat, the ultimatum. 24 hours to produce the missing money or face the consequences. Ember's heart raced as she thought about the impossibility of it all. She had no idea where the money was, and even if she did, she couldn't possibly come up with that amount in such a short time.She thought about Sophia, her daughter, and how she had left her in the care of Miss Jenkins the night before. She hadn't wanted to see her in this state, didn't want to worry her or have her sense the
Ember sat at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee as she watched Sophia munch on her breakfast of bread and jam. The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted her daughter's bright blue eyes and curly brown hair, and Ember's heart swelled with love.As she gazed at Sophia, last night's conversation replayed in her mind. The beast inside her, pushing her to defend herself... Ember's thoughts trailed off as she noticed Sophia's voracious appetite. She was devouring her breakfast with a intensity that made Ember chuckle."Sophia, slow down, sweetie! You're going to choke!" Ember warned, laughing.Sophia looked up, jam smeared on her cheek, and grinned. "I'm just really hungry, Mommy!"Ember's eyes lingered on her daughter's face, and a realization struck her. Sophia had always had a healthy appetite, but lately, it seemed...different. Almost as if she was eating for two.A pang of worry shot through
As they entered their apartment, Ember couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. The building wasn't the most luxurious, with its worn carpet and faded paint, but their small apartment was cozy. The smell of fresh bread wafted from the bakery on the first floor, making her stomach growl with hunger.Their apartment was a humble one-bedroom, with a living room that doubled as a dining area. The kitchen was tiny, but Ember had managed to make it functional. There were two bathrooms, a luxury in a building as old as this one. The furniture was second-hand, but Ember had spruced it up with colorful throw pillows and blankets.As they entered, Sophia ran ahead, dropping her backpack on the floor. "I'm starving, Mommy! Can we have pizza for dinner?" She flopped down on the worn couch, her eyes fixed on the TV.Ember smiled, exhaustion forgotten in the face of her daughter's enthusiasm. "We'll see, sweetie. Let me check what we have in the frid
Ember:Ember sat at her desk, surrounded by stacks of financial reports and tax returns. She was focused on reconciling a particularly tricky account, her eyes scanning the numbers with a practiced intensity. But as she glanced up at the clock on the wall, her gaze was drawn to the long hand ticking its way towards the 12, and the short hand resting on the 4.It was 4:00 PM, the official end of her workday. Ember felt a sense of relief wash over her, and she closed her eyes, letting out a quiet sigh. She saved her work on the computer, tidied up her desk, and began to pack up her things.As she straightened her papers and filed them away, Ember's mind turned to her daughter, Sophia, who would be waiting for her at kindergarten. She smiled, thinking about the stories Sophia would tell her about her day, and the snuggles they would share on the walk home.With a final glance around her organized desk, Ember stood up, smoothed her skirt, and headed o
Thorne's expression turned glacial, his eyes flashing with a warning. "What are you implying, Kieran?"Kieran smiled, his lips curling up with a sly intent. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm implying. We have information you need, Thorne. And we're willing to share it... for a price."Lyra's eyes gleamed with excitement, her voice purring with anticipation. "Yes, Thorne. Let's play a game. You see, we've discovered something... intriguing. Something that could change the course of your search entirely."Thorne's jaw clenched, his eyes locked onto Kieran's, his voice low and deadly. "What do you know, Kieran?"Lyra's finger rose to her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She pressed her finger against her mouth, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Shhh, Thorne. Now, now, dear. We have something you want, but... what's in it for us?"Her gaze drifted lazily over Thorne's face, her eyes lingering on his lips before returning to his eyes. Her voice was husky, her tone drippi
Thorne:It had been five years since the death of his mom and abduction of his mate, and just as he had spent every evening since her funeral, Thorne stood before at the tree planted where his mother was buried, in her honor.The tree, a sturdy silver oak, stands tall and proud, its bark shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow. Despite being only five years old, it has grown remarkably fast, its branches stretching towards the sky like outstretched arms, providing a canopy of shade and comfort. The leaves, a vibrant green, rustle softly in the breeze, releasing a gentle whisper of wisdom and peace.Kael, the pack beta, approached Thorne with caution, his eyes fixed on the Alpha's imposing figure. He maintained a safe distance, his tail tucked between his legs, and his ears slightly back, displaying a submissive posture."Alpha Thorne," Kael said, his voice low and measured, "I come with news from the scouts I sent out."Thorne's gaze r
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