LOGINLila Two Week After the War "How do you feel?" Miguel asked. I sighed, turning over so that my face was against his chest as I drew invincible circles on his abs, my eyes shut, feeling nothing buy his hard hand on my bare skin. "I feel like it might take eternity before I recover. I lost a lot o
"I'll kill you!" Lila yelled, preparing to use the same dagger with which Matilda had stabbed her mother, to stab her. Just then, she felt Miguel's warm hand on her shoulder. "I think your mother would be more proud if you did this the right way." He said to her. Her hands stopped midway, a tear
Writer's POV Matilda regained her balance and launched at Abigail. "I'll make sure you pay for tricking me!" She screamed, stabbing Abigail right in the back. Lila watched as the dagger went through her mother. Tears filled her eyes as the witch took it out. Blood spilled on the floor. Lila caugh
Soon enough, the Alpha King was nothing more than the witch's puppet. "Kill them all." She repeated and he moved to act just like he had been told to. He took out his claws, swinging it at anyone in his way. "I hope you enjoy this after you've known what you did." She laughed before returning int
Writer's POV "Remember to call for backup when you need to. There'll be warriors around for that." Miguel said to them as he rounded up. "We've lost too many pack members already. No matter what happens, we don't retreat, we do not surrender, not until we have gotten revenge for our dead pack memb
"Can I come in?" He asked, that was when she realized that she had left him standing outside for far too long. "Uhmmm sure, of course." She opened the door and gestured for him to come in. "Were you resting, I'm sorry for interrupting." He turned around and folded his hands behind him. "I could l
"Stop." He balled his hands into fists; an action of anger but the look on his face was one of uncertainty; switching between confusion and anger. I could tell that he was struggling to stay on the angry side but it didn't seem to be working out quite well for him. So, I didn't stop, "Every time
Beta Jackson I made my way to the prison after making sure I wasn't being watched or followed. Everyone else had been occupied with one duty or the other. I never thought that I would seek the help of that bastard but then, I rather swallow my pride than watch Abigail continue hurting my pack mem
Lila "What are you talking about, father?" I moved closer to him. He straightened his back and cleared his throat before responding, "What he told you….." He glanced over at Miguel who only got more interested. "..... isn't everything that there is about the blood ritual." He completed his state
Writer's POV They both sat on the wooden floor, legs crossed and their hands on their thighs. The book was opened before them to the exact page that was needed for the sacred blood ritual. This same page had been locked for centuries, almost a millennium as a matter of fact. Ever since the death







