Kira had gone back to her pack to see her aunt and also keep her up to date with how everything had turned out. She had been communicating with her through a mind link but the distance between them made communicating a lot more difficult.
She also had plans of informing her pack members about everything that had suddenly hit and she knew for a fact that it would most likely not sit well with them that their newly appointed Alpha is walking into the enemy's territory and putting their Pack ruler's bloodline in jeopardy but since she understood the greater purpose of it all, she couldn't bring herself to fall back on her plans.
For thousands of years, her kind has existed and have formed packs for better instincts and to protect themselves from risk and danger.
Many packs have gone extinct as the rivalry between their kinds started and now their kind are on the brink of extinction and this time it won't be by their k
Marianne watched as Draco and his mate, Olivia banter back and forth and her heart really ached at the sight of them together but as much as she loved and wanted Draco to be hers, she knew he wasn't ever going to be and she could only wait patiently for the day she would also meet her mate and maybe, just maybe her feelings for Draco would finally become a thing of the past.At first, she knew Draco and Olivia really couldn't stand the sight of each other and bicker every now and then but now she could tell it was more than that.Their banter may have at a point seemed like an obvious show of the dislike they had for each other but now, she could tell that they had both grown used to it and now they enjoyed bickering so much so that they actually feel quite uncomfortable if they don't bicker at each other for one reason or the other."You are such an airhead Draco! How can you not see what I'm seeing?
It's been over one week now since Kira started residing with the Silvermoon pack and she hasn't been able to blend in yet or feel comfortable.The news about her being Damien's mate was yet to be known by the Silvermoon pack members cause according to Kira's knowledge, Damien has refused to let them know which resulted in her always being indoors as he didn't want them catching her scent and asking for reasons why he had not killed her. Now, Kira had to live like a fugitive in hiding.Not a day had gone by that Damien hadn't thought of a way to get rid of Kira. His mind always drifted back to what Sheila suggested but he couldn't even imagine himself doing such knowing fully well she was his mate.He had started to stalk her and as he suspected, it seemed she may have ulterior motives which is what he planned on finding out no matter what and maybe use that as an excuse to finally get rid of her.
It was a dark night and the full moon was shining brightly in the sky. Kira walked into the forest without knowing where she was headed to or what she was going to do.All of a sudden, the weather changed drastically. The trees danced in the direction of the wind and a loud whistle could be heard from miles away. This made her ears flare up as she tried to pick the direction the whistling was coming from.As she walked deeper, everywhere got covered in mist making it impossible for her to fathom anything. As she tried to penetrate through the mist and see what was happening, she hit her left foot hard on what felt like a huge rock and fell down to ground whilst wincing in pain.She took a quick look at the foot she had hit and realized there was no severe i
"You're confidently telling me that your people didn't do this? How are you so sure though? Who else would daringly walk into my territory and kill my men without considering the consequences of their brashness?" He hissed and Kira mentally face palms herself. Damien's unreasonable hate has definitely blinded him to the point where he can't even tell the difference between a werewolf attack and an attack from something or someone else.The red spots on their necks, the dryness of their bodies coupled with how pale it had become so quickly are obvious signs that a werewolf was not responsible for this."I gat to ask Damien, are you stupid, blind or do you simply choose to be both?" Kira fired at him in frustration."Take a look at these men and make use of those owl eyes of yours. Are you really of the belief that a werewolf could do this to a body without leaving one obviou
"Fuck it!" Damien hissed under his breath as soon he saw the rogues approaching them.Kira had not seen them coming at her which was why he had pushed her out of the way but in that process he got scratched and his injury was way worse than he thought. His shirt was all torn up and the bleeding from his arm seemed like it wasn't stopping anytime soon.Kira's eyes shifted to Damien's arms and she panicked. "Oh my goodness, you are bleeding." She cried out and hurriedly checked out the cut on his arms but he slapped her hands away."It's all thanks to you anyways so there's no need to act like you actually care." He said nonchalantly.Although Kira wasn't expecting such a reply, she ignored him anyway and quickly handed him her handkerchief to clean up his bleeding arm.He chuckled. "You seem to be forgetting we heal quite fast. There's absolutely no need to get all worked up." He replies to her in a low tone, his eyes still fixated on the wolv
Damien and Kira sat in silence as they watched the fire slowly threaten to go out. Damien's eyes were closed as he tried to analyse what had happened to them earlier. As far he knew, Rogues were either outcasts, exiled or banished werewolves or sometimes unsatisfied werewolves who preferred to roam freely and they don't exactly attack for no justifiable reason. Everything about the entire situation felt weird but he couldn't figure out what exactly was off about it. He already figured out they were no ordinary wolves as the injury they inflicted still hurt like hell and strangely wasn't healing as fast as it should. As much as he didn't want to pay attention to it, he couldn't help it as he put the words Kira had said to him and weighed them side by side with the rogue attack. He could attest to the fact that werewolves around the world were very much divided and instead of working together, they would rather kill themselves just to prove a point on which pac
"Well, why am I not surprised!" Draco drawled as he wasn't surprised. "I could immediately tell they weren't behind it. For some reason, I had a feeling that something was most definitely off and I know for a fact that you knew this too. I mean come on, the dead bodies were so skinny and dry almost as if their blood was drained out completely and such a thing cannot be done by any werewolf." Draco stated. Damien rubbed his eyes with his index and thumb. He was so fucking exhausted because he had little to no sleep. "Apparently Draco, there's a new villain in town and they're called the creatures cursed by the sun." Damien said with a sarcastic tone and Draco frowned. "Huh?" Draco asked as he was confused by his statement. "Creatures cursed by the sun? What are you talking about? What is that?" Draco asked. "You know what, nevermi
Sheila paced around impatiently at the old cottage as she waited for the idiot that was supposed to be here about ten minutes ago but was already running late. She wasn't exactly the most patient person in the world and knowing just how terribly he has been on her nerves as of late, she hoped she would have the self control to hold herself back from lashing out at him and getting caught. The fact that she was out this late at night was simply because the idiots she had assigned a simple assignment failed to carry it out and now she has no other choice but to warn them against lurking around so they don't end up ruining everything. A hiss from behind Sheila distracted her from her thoughts and she immediately turns and spots the idiot that had been delaying her. "We agreed on a set time you idiot! What the hell is wrong with you?" She hissed harshly at him.