Maxwell The sky was gray and heavy, weighed down with thick clouds that looked ready to break at any moment. The wind howled softly through the tall trees, and the scent of rain mixed with ash filled my lungs. I stood motionless, surrounded by my guards. Cross was near, his gaze watching me closely. I could hear footsteps approaching from behind. I turned my head slightly and saw Rosa hurrying toward me, her dress soaked in rain and clinging to her skin. The two Elders followed her, their faces pale, their eyes red from crying. I didn’t need to ask. I didn’t need them to say a word. I already knew. She was gone. Delilah. My mate. My Queen. My soul. My chest felt hollow, like someone had carved a hole into my heart and ripped out everything good inside me. My mind screamed with denial, but my soul was already mourning. I couldn’t hear anything except the sound of my own heartbeat…and even that felt like it was fading. I had failed her. I was the King. The Alpha of Alphas. The
“What do you mean the children are missing?” Rosa screamed, her voice sharp with disbelief as she shot a burning glare at the two young women trembling before her. Tiara swallowed hard. Her eyes were red and swollen from hours of endless crying. Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with fear. “We…we don’t know, Head Healer. They were there... and then they were not.” Torah sobbed louder, mucus covering her face from her intense weeping. She clutched the edge of the crib as if trying to hold on to sanity. Rosa's heart pounded in her chest. She paced the nursery, her eyes scanning every corner of the room that once echoed with the laughter of pups. Now, silence had taken over, a silence thick with dread. It made no sense. How could two young Lycans disappear without a trace from the most secure part of the palace? She turned sharply. “This cannot be real,” she muttered, her thoughts spiraling. Could it be magic? Could someone from inside the palace have betrayed them? Stoppin
The moment the maid announced the return of the pups, it felt like the entire kingdom had just taken a collective breath after drowning in silence. Her words echoed through the royal court like a miracle, a long-awaited answer to the unanswered prayers of every loyal subject. It was as if the missing piece of an ancient puzzle had just been found, and suddenly, the broken heart of the kingdom began to beat again. In an instant, the once solemn court exploded into life. Chaos, yes, but the joyous kind. Elders scrambled out of their seats, Alphas rushed to the exits, advisors whispered in disbelief. Some took the elevators, impatiently jamming the buttons. Others dashed up the wide marble staircases, their footsteps clattering like drums of war, but this time, drums announcing life, not death. Their only mission: to lay eyes on the Lycan heirs. To confirm the impossible. It felt like the entire palace had transformed into an amusement park of confusion and relief. The marble floors,
Farrell “Delilah!” I screamed, my chest heaving up and down as I jolted upright. My heart thundered in my ears like war drums. I could feel the panic in every cell of my body. Something’s wrong. Something’s happened to her. I have to find her. I have to save her. But when I looked around me, nothing felt right. The ceiling above me was smooth, white, and unfamiliar. The air smelled clean, too clean. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the soft glow of overhead lights. I was lying on a soft bed in what looked like a private hospital room. A long, thin tube fed oxygen into my nose, and another line connected to the back of my hand, where a needle poked beneath my skin, slowly dripping fluids into my veins. What is this place? How did I get here? I could still feel it…that pull. That unexplainable connection to Delilah. Her voice called out from somewhere deep within me. Her cries haunted my bones. “Cane…” I whispered, calling my wolf. “Are you there?” Nothing. No response
Farrell In the Blue Moon Pack, I was a leader. The Alpha. Strong. Respected. I wasn’t poor, but I had just enough. Of course, King Maxwell had far more, more power, more gold, more land. No one could compare to him. But here, in this strange world, I don’t know who I really am. One thing is clear…I am no longer a werewolf. I am a human man now. And somehow… I am very, very rich. The doctor came in earlier with a smile and said, “Good news. All your tests look fine. You can go home.” My "mother"...Gladys…left a few hours ago to prepare the house for my return. I heard I have a fiancée too. She’s gone abroad for some reason. Not that I care. I don’t feel anything for her. But still… I’m curious. What does she look like? Is she even half as beautiful as my Delilah? No. No one could ever come close to her. Delilah… She is all my heart wants. I miss her touch, her voice, her scent. Even if I don’t have my wolf anymore, I need her. She is my true mate. My light in every world.
Farrell She’s calling me. I couldn’t believe it. My hands shook a little as I slid my finger across the screen to answer. But just before I could say a word… She hung up. What?! “Damn it!” I muttered, my heart racing. I stared at the phone for a second, then quickly tapped her name and called her back. It rang. Once. Twice. No answer. Why wasn’t she picking up? She just called me a few seconds ago. What was happening? I redialed. Again. Still… nothing. Frustrated, I ran my hand over my head, trying to calm down. But I couldn’t. My thoughts were spinning fast. Why was I being kept away from her? Why was I separated from my mate? What did I do to deserve this? I looked out the car window. The city outside was peaceful. The streets were wide and clean. The sky was clear, and people walked around smiling. This world looked perfect. It was beautiful. Calm. But also… strange. Everything here felt too perfect, like a dream I couldn’t wake up from. I was trying to stay c
Farrell “Delilah?” I asked with a shaky voice. I didn’t even care how desperate I sounded. I just needed to hear her voice again. “Mr. Farrell?” Her voice came through the phone, soft and cheerful. But something felt wrong. Why did she call me Mr. Farrell? “Yes, it’s me. Where are you?” I asked quickly, hope growing inside me. “Oh my goodness,” she said. “Thank God you’re fine now. I’m so happy you’re back. Now I can finally sleep in peace.” Her words warmed my heart, but they also confused me. Why did she sound like a stranger? “I need you to come back right now. That’s an order,” I said firmly. I didn’t mean to sound harsh, but I couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry, sir… I can’t come back,” she replied. Her voice was soft, but her words cut through me like a blade. “I don’t work for you anymore. I just got a new job at a steel company. I think I like it. Please be happy for me. I only called to speak with Dwayne… to ask how you were doing. Now that I know you’re okay… I have to go.”
SOMEWHERE IN A HIDDEN MAGICAL KINGDOM The morning sun rose slowly over the tall green trees. A soft breeze moved through the air, but something felt heavy in the wind, like the sky itself was holding its breath. Inside a quiet valley hidden by mountains and protected by magic, there was a small clinic made of white stones and glowing crystals. Around the clinic, many Lycans stood in silence. Their heads were bowed. Some whispered prayers. Some just closed their eyes and hoped. Everyone looked worried. Inside the clinic, it was busy. Healers were moving fast but carefully. Some carried glass bowls filled with herbs. Others brought small glass jars filled with glowing potions. There was a strange energy in the room, like something very important was happening. In the center of the room, lying on a soft bed made from moonlight silk, was a woman. She was very still. Her skin was pale. Her long blonde hair lay across her shoulders like white silk. The healers moved around her with gre
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’
Delilah The priestess’s eyes began to glow, slowly turning into a solid, milky white color. It looked as if she wasn’t herself anymore, like something ancient and powerful had entered her body. A strange wind moved through the room, even though there were no windows open. My heart beat faster as I watched her, and for a moment, I wondered if I should be afraid. But deep down, I knew this was all part of something important. Something meant for me. She stopped chanting, and then the glowing glass on the mat began to change. What once looked like a swirling liquid became something more…something magical. It shifted into a moving picture, almost like a story playing out right in front of me. My breath caught in my throat. In the glowing circle, I saw two powerful figures standing face to face. Their presence made the ground beneath me feel unsteady. A strong, invisible energy filled the room, and I could feel goosebumps rising all over my arms. My skin tingled, and I couldn’t move or
Delilah I walked out of the room with Aunt Kala by my side. Two maids standing nearby quickly bowed their heads low. “Your Majesty,” they both greeted with soft voices. I nodded quietly. I still wasn’t used to people calling me that. It felt strange… heavy, like a title I hadn’t earned yet. But there was no time to think too deeply about it. We kept walking. The place around me was peaceful, like a silent dream. The buildings were very old, made with stones and vines, but still looked strong and beautiful. Every wall had some kind of glowing symbol on it. I didn’t understand them yet, but they didn’t scare me. Instead, they made me feel… like I belonged. The trees swayed gently above our heads. At first, I thought they were fake because they were so perfectly shaped, but they were real. I could tell from the way the leaves rustled in the breeze and the scent of fresh bark in the air. I started to notice something odd. Everyone here was female. They were either dressed in soft f
Delilah “What do you mean by that?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Don’t play with me, Aunt Kala. This isn’t funny.” My chest felt heavy, and my heart started beating fast. I was scared of what she was about to say. “I am not playing with you, Delilah,” she said softly. “This is the truth.” “What?” I gasped loudly. “You mean my mother… She's alive? And you never told me? How could you hide something so big from me?” My voice rose with each word. I couldn’t stop the anger building inside me. Kala stepped closer, her eyes full of guilt. “Delilah,” she said gently, “I know I made many mistakes. I know I should have told you earlier. But everything I did... I did it for you. I did it to protect you.” I folded my arms tightly. “You kept me in the dark. You made me feel like I had no one in this world. I thought I was all alone.” Kala sighed. “Your mother was poisoned by our brother, Keith. She was not killed, but the poison put her into a deep, magical sleep. Before she lost consciousn
Delilah “You are my aunty?” I asked in a sharp, angry voice. “And you never thought it was important to tell me?” My voice echoed through the room. I didn’t care if I sounded rude or disrespectful. I was hurt, deeply hurt. “All these years... Over twenty years, Kala,” I cried, my voice shaking. “You never thought I deserved to know the truth? Not even once? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?” The tears I had tried so hard to hold back finally burst free. I couldn’t stop them now. They poured down my cheeks like rain, soaking into the golden robe I wore. “All these years,” I whispered again, choking on my words, “I lived like I had no one. I thought I had no family. I thought I was just some orphan that no one wanted. Do you even understand what that feels like?” I couldn’t look at her anymore. I turned my back and faced the wall. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stay strong, but my heart was breaking all over again. She was my family. All this time. And I n