Delilah I was caught off guard. I wasn’t expecting him to make this move. The moment Farrell’s lips touched mine, I felt a spark, an electric jolt that coursed through my veins and left me breathless. His lips were warm and firm, igniting something deep inside me. I almost totally surrendered to him. The way his hands moved over my body sent waves of sensation rippling through me, awakening a hunger I thought had long been buried for him. I craved more of his touch, more of this moment that felt so forbidden yet so not familiar. When I opened my mouth, welcoming his tongue, the kiss deepened. Our tongues tangled in a passionate dance, and for a moment, I was lost…lost in him, in the memory of what we once had. Yet, was different. But then, everything changed. Suddenly, I was no longer in the room. I found myself standing in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by seven women. Their faces were indistinct, yet there was something ethereal about them, their glowing forms shimmering like
Maxwell I knew it would come to this. I had anticipated it from the moment she entered the room, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and vulnerability. Now that she was going to bring up her nanny, I remember I had already sent someone to fetch her. I had questions for the nanny too, but that wasn’t the focus of this moment. My mind was racing, trying to figure out how to make Delilah understand that this wasn’t easy for me either. How could I make her see that, despite everything, she needed Farrell to unlock more of her powers? It wasn’t just about her feelings or mine…it was about destiny, about the path the goddess had laid out for us. “You’re scaring me,” she said, her voice trembling. “You knew perfectly well I could hear your thoughts, yet you're still pushing it forward?” Her anger flared, and I could feel the tension in the room thickening. I moved closer to her, my steps slow and deliberate. My hands found their way around her body, pulling her into an embrace. I inh
Maxwell The early morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window of my bedroom, casting a golden glow across the room. I opened my eyes to the soft warmth, the world still quiet, still untouched. Beside me, Delilah snuggled deeper into my chest, her breathing steady and peaceful. I stayed still for a moment, savoring the weight of her against me. Yesterday training had been chaotic, filled with uncertainties, but at this moment, she was here. Safe. Mine. The screen of my phone lit up as I reached for it. 7:00 AM. Delilah’s training with the Gamma was in an hour. I hesitated. She needed rest. The previous day had been exhausting, and I knew she had pushed herself beyond her limits. Carefully, I shifted her head onto the pillow, making sure not to wake her. She murmured something incoherent but didn’t stir. A faint smile tugged at my lips before I slipped out from under the covers. The bathroom was cool, the steam from the shower curling around me as I let the water wash
Delilah Today's training was different. For the first time, I stepped into the underground training hall, a vast, cavernous space almost half the size of a field. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and steel, and the walls gleamed with embedded torches, casting flickering shadows across the arena. This was where King Maxwell trained, and now, apparently, where I would train too. Weapons of all kinds lined the walls…blades, staffs, guns, whips, even some that looked too ancient to still be in use. Training kits were stacked neatly in different sections, yet none of that mattered to me. I wouldn’t be using them, not today. My opponent stood a few feet away. Zod. A seasoned warrior and the pack Gamma, with the kind of broad, muscular frame that exuded raw power. His posture was relaxed but intimidating, his expression unreadable. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that he was stronger than me, anyone with eyes could see that. But what I didn’t understand was why he expected me t
SOMEWHERE IN A CAVE, IN THE WILD FOREST OF BOMADA "Sandra, there’s only one way you can win against her." The witch of the Blue Moon Pack whispered, her voice carrying a chilling certainty. Sandra frowned, her arms crossed. "What do you mean? I don't understand. Delilah is just a powerless human. I could crush her in seconds." Her confidence was unshaken. The witch narrowed her eyes, arching a brow as a dark chuckle slipped from her lips. "No, you’re wrong. She is far stronger than you think. Listen to me, Sandra, heed my warning." Her voice dropped lower, laced with an eerie urgency. "There’s something about her… Powerful forces surround her." Sandra scoffed, unwilling to believe it. She knew Delilah better than anyone. They had been friends since college, if there was anything extraordinary about her, Sandra would have known. The witch was mistaken. She waved off the warning like a bothersome insect. All that mattered was defeating Delilah in a way that wouldn’t raise suspicio
Delilah We arrived at the Blue Moon Pack. Our convoy came to a halt right in front of the place I once called home. The memories rushed back like a flood, each one sharper than the last. I blinked rapidly, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall. The convoy consisted of six sleek, black luxury vans, more than I had expected. I never imagined I would return to this place, let alone accompanied by people I barely knew. In my van, King Maxwell sat beside me, his presence both a comfort and a reminder of my purpose here. His sister, Rowan, occupied the seat behind us. Rosa and Zod were also with us, despite Zod’s injuries not having fully healed. For reasons unknown, he had insisted on coming. The Beta, Cross, rode in another van, along with some of our pack members. The rest of the convoy was filled with warriors. “Are you ready to walk into your home?” Maxwell’s deep voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to glare at him. He chuckled, amused by my reaction. I swatted hi
Delilah Then, just as I was about to surrender to the void, a whisper echoed in my mind, faint, urgent, and achingly familiar. “Not yet.” A surge of power pulsed through me, jolting me awake. But this wasn’t my world. It was another realm entirely. The seven women I had seen before were there again, just like the time I was with Farrell. This time, however, they turned to me, their expressions softening as they welcomed me. I felt fear clawing at my chest. One thing was certain: I might as well be dead now. Suddenly, a shining figure appeared from nowhere, joining us. The light radiating from them was so intense that I couldn’t make out their features, but something about their presence felt feminine. As the figure approached, I shut my eyes tightly, unable to bear the brilliance. But then, her voice washed over me, calm and reassuring. “Do not be afraid. Accept the fate I have chosen for you, Delilah. Only then will you understand your true purpose and identity. Now, open yo
Delilah “Your Majesty,” Farrell called, his voice steady but laced with urgency. “Now that we’ve cleared the air, can my mate stay with me, just for today? I need time alone with her to resolve our differences.” His request hung in the air, directed at King Maxwell, who stood rigid, his jaw clenched tightly. Maxwell’s silence spoke volumes. Jealousy burned in his eyes, though he fought to keep it hidden. Under normal circumstances, I would have refused without hesitation. But after what i had witnessed today, i felt powerless to deny either of my mates anything. “Alpha Farrell,” Rowan interjected, her tone diplomatic yet firm. “We understand your desire to bond with your mate. It is your right, as the goddess has willed it. However, don’t you think it’s best to ask Delilah herself?” Her words were cautious, a strategic move to avoid conflict. I understood her reasoning all too well. Farrell’s gaze shifted to me, and I found myself unable to look away. If the decision were mine al
Farrell "I need to take Delilah home," I said again, louder this time, standing firm in front of the King. The moment the words left my mouth, the entire atmosphere changed. King Maxwell's smile disappeared. His body stiffened, his eyes flashing with something raw and dangerous. "No," he growled. "You will not." A low rumble rolled from his chest, the room trembling with the weight of his anger. "This is her home," he said sharply. "She belongs here, with her King. With her pups." I matched his anger, stepping closer, refusing to back down. "I’m her mate," I said, my voice rough with the possessiveness surging through me. "I have just as much right." Maxwell's eyes darkened further, his muscles bunching as if ready for a fight. It would have exploded between us if not for Delilah. She stepped between us, calm but firm. "Rosa," she said over her shoulder, never taking her eyes off us. "Please take the pups inside." Rosa, sensing the tension, quickly ushered the children
Delilah The moment our steps hit the training ground, everything stopped. I could feel their eyes on us, stunned, wide-eyed, filled with disbelief and then something deeper... something like hope. And then…He moved. King Maxwell broke into a run, faster than I had ever seen him move before. "Delilah!" he cried out, his voice rough and broken. I barely had time to catch my breath before he scooped me into his arms, holding me so tightly I could hardly breathe. His hands roamed my back, my arms, my face, checking, desperate to make sure I was real, that I was whole. Tears shone in his eyes, and without hesitation, he kissed me, once on my forehead, once on my cheek, once on my lips. Fast, frantic, overflowing with relief. "My goddess... Delilah," he whispered against my skin. "You’re here. You’re alive." I clung to him just as tightly, feeling his heart hammer against mine. He pulled back, cupping my cheeks, his thumbs brushing away tears that spilled from his own eyes. "I
Maxwell The sun rose slowly over the palace, casting golden light over the training fields. The warriors had already gathered, both werewolves and Lycans, standing tall and ready. Today was not just another day. Today, we prepared for war. I stood before them, my hands behind my back, my eyes sweeping over the hundreds of warriors who had come from every corner of our land. Their faces were filled with determination. They knew what was coming. The council of elders and the Alphas of the five main zones were waiting inside the grand hall for the meeting to begin. I took one last look at the training ground, then turned and walked into the palace. Inside, the room was buzzing with quiet conversation. When I entered, silence fell. Everyone rose to their feet, bowing their heads in respect. "Please," I said, lifting my hand. "Sit." They obeyed, and I took my place at the head of the long stone table. "This war is no longer a rumor," I said firmly, meeting each pair of eyes.
Delilah The room was warm and quiet, lit by the soft glow of candles. Farrell and I sat on the large bed, facing each other, almost afraid to blink. It felt unreal. After everything… after all the pain and loss… Here we were, together again. I reached out with trembling fingers and touched his face, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, the familiar curve of his lips. He caught my hand and pressed a kiss into my palm, closing his eyes. "I missed you," he said, his voice raw. "Gods, Delilah, I missed you so much I thought I won't be able to see you again.” Tears blurred my vision. "I missed you too," I whispered. "Every second. Every heartbeat. I missed you." Without another word, he pulled me into his arms. His mouth found mine in a kiss so deep, so desperate, that it stole all the air from my lungs. I melted into him, clutching his shirt, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Farrell lifted me gently, laying me down on the soft mattress as if I were the most precious thing i
Delilah The morning came slowly. The sky was still gray when I opened my eyes. I hadn't really slept. All night, I stayed by my mother’s side, watching her sleep. I watched how her chest rose and fell with each breath. Maybe… maybe I was just scared. Scared to lose her again. The pain of losing her once almost destroyed me, especially when I was told that her brother was responsible for her death. I couldn't bear it happening a second time. But now… Now she was here. She was alive. The Moon Goddess had brought her back to me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I reached out and gently brushed her hair away from her face. She looked so peaceful… so fragile… but alive. I whispered a prayer of thanks under my breath. Aunt Kala entered quietly, carrying a wooden tray filled with a small bowl of porridge and a cup of steaming herbal drink. "Good morning, child," she said softly, giving me a warm smile. "Good morning, Aunt Kala," I whispered back. She placed the tray on the sm
Maxwell "Mama... Mama... please come back." That was all they kept saying. Over and over again, all through the night. I couldn’t sleep. They refused to sleep too. They cried and cried, calling for their mother. I was so helpless. I didn’t know what to do anymore. "They need her… They miss her so much…" I whispered to myself, rubbing my tired face.Their tiny voices broke my heart. It was not just them. I was suffering too. Without Delilah, I was only half a man. I couldn’t eat properly. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t even lead my people the way I should. Last night, something happened. Beka and Amanok opened another portal. This time, it was clearer, brighter than before. And there… standing in the light… was Delilah. She looked so beautiful, yet so tired. I wanted to reach out and touch her, hold her, tell her how much I missed her. But I couldn’t. Because just then, the pups cried louder, calling for her. I saw the way her face softened when she heard them. I knew s
Delilah The sky outside the cave was beginning to darken. The sun was slipping behind the hills, painting the clouds with the colours of pink and gold. I stayed close to my mother, gently holding her hand as we walked through the woods. Aunt Kala stayed by her other side, ready to catch her, if she stumbled. Each of her steps was slow, Each of the breaths she took was shallow. It hurt me to see her like this, fragile and tired. However, at the same time, I am happy that my mother is alive. And she was finally here with me. We didn't speak much as we moved towards a small cottage, hidden deep, in the forest. Aunt Kala had prepared it long ago, hoping that one day, this day would come. It was a quiet place, surrounded by wildflowers and grass, a place of peace. Inside the cottage, the air smelled fresh herbs and burning wood. Aunt Kala quickly made a bed by the burning fire and helped my mother lie down carefully. She pulled a soft blanket over her. I sat down on the floor, next
Delilah As I walked out of the temple. I knew that I was no longer the woman I used to be. But it is my destiny Aunt Kala sat down under a huge tree. She looked like someone in deep thought. “I am back.” I said. She felt startled. But quickly got up and straightened her robe. “Delilah, you're back.” She said with a cheerful smile. “Yes, I am back. And we need a lot to do. Can we proceed” I said, and she nodded. The air was cold as we walked through the quiet woods and Aunt Kala walked beside me without saying a word. Even the trees around us seem to know that something important was about to happen. There are branches really slowly, whispering secrets. I couldn’t understand the ground was soft with fallen leaves, and each step I took felt easier than the last. My heart beats loudly in my chest. I could feel it echoing in my ears. I was about to see my mother. The woman I had had so many stories about, but never truly knew she had been asleep for more than 20 years. As we
Delilah The air was quiet as we walked. But inside me, something powerful stirred, making me feel stronger with every step. Slowly, I began to understand who I truly was. All my questions were finally being answered. The words I had heard earlier repeated in my mind: “You are not just a werewolf. And you are not just a Lycan. You are both. You are the first of your kind. The one born to bring peace.” “You are the first of your kind.” These words echoed in my head over and over. With each step, it felt like the earth was guiding me, leading me to where I needed to go. Aunt Kala walked beside me, silent. She didn’t speak, but I could tell she sensed the change in me. After walking through the forest for a while, I turned to her. “Aunt Kala,” I said softly. “Where is the Ancient Temple? How do we find it?” She smiled gently. “You don’t need to find the temple, Delilah. The temple will find you,” Her eyes moved to the golden key in my hand. “This key led you here. I’