LOGINJESSICA/TESSA’S POVWhat was happening? Why did I suddenly feel pulled toward the Black Coffin? What in the wizardry was that?I was already battered and now this!I stumbled, trying to catch my breath. My eyes were locked onto the white bones hanging in th
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVCeres was very efficient for a wolf of her age. She led the way ahead, while the group of soldiers followed the guidance of the shards left from the mark.We had to get out of this maze somehow before more damage was done.The Black Coff
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVAs I moved along the way, I understood very well how I had to proceed. With the little wolf by my side, it was a great support I could lean on.Nevertheless, we both kept pressing forward. However, this time, the black mark on my finger burned more fiercely than before. I believed it was because of the frequent use of my wolf
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVAs I moved along the way, I understood very well how I had to proceed. With the little wolf by my side, it was a great support I could lean on.Nevertheless, we both kept pressing forward. However, this time, the black mark on my finger burned more fiercely than before. I believed it was because of the frequent use of my wolf
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVThe mirage. There it was again.As we marched toward the opening, the dark illusion of the Blood Wasteland twisted at once. It emerged angrily, right into our face.Then, like a python, it twisted around us, hissing, whispering, and tryi
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVThe bloody wilderness seemed so hostile.Every step we took forward felt like carving our way through a stormy fire and it was as if we were walking on a hot blade. Then, there was the ground which felt like we were marching on someone’s liver.
Tessa’s POVI looked around, sniffing the lovely scent of fresh sweet flowers, tree musks, and even the dirt.Bitterly, I smiled while I slid my fingers on the bushes while I walked. “It would have been great if I could shift.”“You can’t shift?” Zane halted and looked at me with narrowed eyes.Spreadin
Tessa’s POVI groaned and bent forward, leaning my upper body on my thighs while I panted and tried to keep myself from crumpling into an exhausted heap.“I can’t…go…on…” I panted at Zane, and he chuckled.“That’s the attitude that’s keeping you from running the same number of laps every day. You need
Tessa’s POVAn omega around her 20s smiled at me. Unlike most of the members I encountered, she seemed nice.Scratching her head, unsure, she replied, “I don’t know… King Zane might…”Showing her my puppy eyes, I begged, “Please?”I really wanted to cook, partly because I was bored and partly because I
Zane’s POV“We’re yet to get the receipts for the samples from Alpha Tristan. He’s being suspiciously tight-lipped about where he got this latest stock from.” Fred informed me.We were seated in my study, me behind my desk, him in one of the visitor's chairs across from me. A bottle of whiskey sat bet







