BlackCreek was a beautiful city well-known for it's foggy weather, amazing scenery, and the werewolves that guard it. Four packs surround the city, but none compare to the mysterious Reverence Pack and their secretive ways. The only thing that sparks Jett's interest in them now is a new coming-of-age Alpha. The princely young man was as quiet as the forest that surrounded them. And he finds himself pulled to the man in a way he can't describe. Shiro's spent years preparing to take leadership of his pack. He trained both his body and mind to their greatest potential. He prepared for it all except for his mate being the Alpha of the Valor pack. Shiro was a master at keeping his secrets hidden to the world. But there was only so much time before the Alpha found out; before the news would spread. Only so much time before the curse took its toll on them. With so much against them, and secrets that most took to their grave, can a love between two Alphas be strong enough to last all the hate that's sure to follow?
View More"How close are they?" Jett asked. His black fur blended in with the shadows of the trees. Even in the daytime, this forest was dark and easy to get lost in. Fog loved to cover the town that the forest surrounded as well.
"Just heard word from the Noble Pack," one of his warrior's told him. "They just left their territory, entering ours. They're requesting permission to enter our territory to continue their chase."
"Tell any of our allying packs that they are free to come to help," Jett told his warrior. As long as they were able to catch their enemies, he didn't care about his neighbor's giving him a visit.
Hunters had decided to show their ugly faces this time. Werewolf hunters were brutal. It didn't matter that they were humans. They were skilled enough to take on plenty of supernatural creatures easily. For most of them, it was their passion.
And you would think they would use their skills on the one's who were actually harming people.
"It's weird that they'd come to our territory after Nir's," Alex mentioned. His Beta wasn't close to him, but anyone in the pack could mind link with him as long as they were within the territory. "I would have thought they traveled through the East or West packs."
"They could have gone into the East without us knowing," Blake's voice popped up. He was Jett's Delta of the pack. But he wasn't anywhere near them either. Jett had ordered him to guard the packhouse. They needed to keep the innocent protected.
"There's no way the Reverence Pack would have just let them pass," Jett said. As much as they were all on high alert for these enemies, he wasn't worried about them as much as other times. They probably thought that there was only going to be one pack that they had to destroy, maybe two.
Nope.
Four packs lived in these woods. And Jett was sure that none of them were going to be happy with their new guests.
But Alex was right. It was strange that they would go from the Noble Pack to theirs. The Noble Pack was the north one, known for their calm, watchful demeanors. From what Jett had heard, they had picked up on these hunters being here before they could sneak up on them.
But Jett's pack was the south one. And, since the city was in the center, it was strange that they wouldn't try going around into the other territories as well.
"Just notified the Dynamic Pack," Manny, his gamma, came back from over their territory lines. Jett could feel him entering just as he linked with all of them. "They're preparing their defenses if the hunter's venture west."
"They haven't been in their territory at all?" Jett asked. Something wasn't adding up here.
"I was the first one to warn them about it. It seemed like Alpha Nir's being stretched a little too thin."
"That must mean they were by the Reverence Pack," Alex said. "It's the only way they would be able to get onto our side without anyone else seeing them."
"Why wouldn't they notify us, though?" Blake asked.
"Because they hate talking to everyone."
"Not when it comes to something as important as this," Manny said. As the gamma, he was a great diplomat for them. While Jett mainly talked to the Alpha's of the neighboring packs, Manny made friends with many of their neighbors.
The Reverence Pack wasn't a group that he could talk to easily. It would be difficult trying to get a message out to them at the moment.
The click of a hunting rifle snapped him out of his planning. He could smell the silver bullets before they whizzed past him. As much as the BlackCreek forest was their home, one could never memorize the landscape. The fog that surrounded the land was thick, and seemed eternal. And the trees seemed to be forever changing as the years went by. The main method that the wolves were able to sneak by were through their sense of smell and their hearing. For the fog liked to play tricks on the mind.
"Shit," he heard the man mutter to himself. "It's another Alpha."
Oh, these guys had no idea what they had gotten themselves into.
A growl escaped him as soon as he laid eyes on the man. He made his movements hasty and jumped on him before he could even think about shooting that gun again. The first thing he sank his teeth into was the man's arm. He screamed underneath him as Jett used his weight to pin him to the ground.
He didn't want to kill him. At least, not yet. The plan was to catch all the hunters alive if they could. They had ventured into two pack territories, causing nothing but havoc. And Jett was sure that Alpha Nir would want justice for his fallen warriors.
"Careful Jett," Alex warned. He looked up from the terrified hunter to see the short-haired wolf that was his beta. It seemed like he had finally met up with him. "More are coming."
"How many?" he growled again. He had to say, these hunters sure did come in numbers. With all the reports coming in, it seemed like a whole town had lost their minds.
"A group of ten," Alex said. He crouched low to hide in the shadows, just in case something snuck up on them. "They just got two more warriors from Nir's pack."
Shit. That pack had gotten hit hard by these bastards. He knew just how strong those warriors were too. He fought alongside many of them.
Maybe he had gotten a little too cocky. It seemed like these guys weren't average, everyday dumbasses who thought that it would look cool to have a werewolf pelt on their floor.
"Get the fuck off me, you beast!" the hunter screamed. He was bleeding pretty badly from his arm. His face showed nothing but hatred as he stared at him.
Screw keeping them alive. This was too dangerous to be trying to be civil. Jett sank his teeth into the man's neck. The only sound that was made was a gurgling as the blood poured out. He clamped down on the bone and broke it. At least this way the man wouldn't have a slow death.
"We need to keep moving," Jett got off from the man and looked at his beta. Those blue eyes glowed in the darkness. "If our warriors haven't seen them yet, then they must be trying to sneak up on us."
"Do you need Manny and I to come?" Blake asked.
"No," Jett told him. "I need you two to keep guard of the packhouse. Bring everyone inside until I say so."
"Why is it so cold in here?" Shiro shivered, sinking into the covers more."Because that's the only way that you'll let me hold you," Jett chuckled, pulling him closer. They had been practically living in that bed the whole week. Shiro wasn't used to laying around all day. It made him restless, which made him not being able to leave the apartment all the more frustrating.Jett did keep good company, though. He always seemed to know when something was wrong, or when he was upset. They had talked a lot that week they had been together. It was mainly about things like their past and their family and friends."I'm too used to having a whole bed to myself," Shiro huffed, giving in to the man who was holding him tightly. "I like to sprawl.""Then sprawl on me," Jett pet his hair. He loved when he did it. It was a relaxing feeling. "I don't mind.""It's not the same," he complained grumpily."You're really cute when you act grumpy like this," Jett laughed."No, I'm not," he frowned. He hated
Sleeping was so nice. He never had to deal with his father yelling at him when he was asleep, or all the worries that he had about Shiro as well as the rest of the pack problems. He didn't have to deal with hiding himself from everyone. He could simply be himself in the black pitch void that was his slumber. Sometime, when he was angry and couldn't find a way to get it to go away, he'd just sleep. Was he really getting rid of the problem? No. It would still be in the back of his head. But that was how life was. That was how his life was at least. Sleeping was just a better alternative to punching someone in the face.Having a completely soundproof room, with curtains that could block out the sun as well as the heat, he could sleep for days in that room of his. It was his cave and his safe place. And he needed it the most right then.How on earth did Shiro contain the symptoms of the curse? He was only half way through the month and it was already eating him up. He supposed it was karm
He woke up calmly. It didn't feel like he needed to do anything. He was merely hungry. That was always a good reason to wake up. But his body didn't want to get up. It wanted to stay in the comfort of the bed he was in. If it weren't for his stomach screaming at him, he may have laid their a little longer. He enjoyed the snug feeling that it gave him. It was as if he had gotten tucked in. Hiroko used to do that for a while, after his grandfather passed away. The small action helped sooth him in many ways.When he finally opened his eyes, he slowly began to take in his surroundings. He was in Hiroko's apartment. The one that she had always used whenever her cycle for the curse came. She had prepared it for him before her departure. She would help with the Luna duties until the day before Shiro was supposed to come back, as she had another trip that father wished for her to go on. But her apartment was stocked with everything that one would need when they underwent something like this.
He couldn't believe this. Jett hadn't even known that this was a way in which you could bypass this stupid curse. It raised more questions on top of the ones thjey already had. How many people did this? How did they figure this out? Why on earth was this pack trying to bypass this curse?Well, historically, every pack had tried to find a workaround to it when they first got it. They had worked with witches, demons, just about every magical being. Nothing worked. If anything, it made things worse for a while. This trick must have been something that only the Reverence Pack figured out. But he couldn't imagine mates letting the other go through so much pain alone. Just the thought of it made him hurt."Don't do anything stupid, Jett," Alex told him. "This could be life threatening.""I'm aware," he told his second. Alex always got worried about him when he got in this mood. "I just need to find him.""You want me to try and get the warriors to help?""No," Jett parked the car on the sid
"And you guys didn't find anything?" Alex asked over the phone. He was talking to the member of the Dynamic pack that had been assigned this case."They had all but disappeared the past three days," he said. "And the night that you were talking about was so dark, we couldn't catch a whiff of anything."Alex sighed. For the past four days they had been doing nothing but trying to find clues about what was going on in that pack. The first day of Summer had come and gone as if nothing was happening. But there had to be something going on.Because why would they all have disappeared from the city? Why would Shiro's ceremony get canceled? And the fact that Geo wasn't texting him as much was only putting him more on edge about the situation. He didn't like this one bit.And here he thought that he would only have to wait two weeks. Alex huffed a laugh. He was never lucky when it came to a mate, he shouldn't have been surprised. It just hurt that Geo wasn't even talking to him. And he was on
He was on cloud nine. Even with all the work that he did in his office, the kind that would bore him to tears but always needed to get done anyway, he could close his eyes and still be right back in that part of the forest.That laughter. It was addicting. He had never heard something so purely joyful in his entire life. The man was amazing like that. It had taken him a little to get the real him out of the serious man that he had been, but once he did, he could tell why so many people still remembered him to this day. Even the way that he talked changed. Instead of always being respectful, or speaking like he was a royal prince, he talked like he was actually from this time and not the 1800s or something.He also couldn't get over how easily he disappeared in that fog. He could hide in it and Jett wouldn't have a clue as to where he was. Then he would spring out of thin air and pounce on him. He had no clue just how happy the man could be just by doing that. It was as if Jett had bro
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