LOGINA war for dominance breaks out between different species of werewolves but the superior device a means of survival. A forbidden affair unwinds secrets and brings the Amber family that once fell apart together. The child born of the forbidden affair between a Superior werewolf and a diva dominants the other creatures and restores harmony and coexistence.
View MoreThe sun had already gone down on us, clouds formed slowly in the sky looking like it would rain." My baby, Hernia Amber” she called out to me by my name. Watching her cry caused my heart to ache.The way her lips trembled when she spoke my name and the gut-punch of familiarity I felt, sent a jolt of electricity through me.I turned to my dad, he stood with his eyes widened and shivering like he had seen a ghost. His face that was once filled with fire of fury was now gray like a stone carving.“My child, it's me. It's your mother" she sobbed uncontrollably while trying to speak.I signaled the guard to stand down.I was only a few meters away, her lovely cedar scent filled the air. Her shadow followed behind her. She looked different, she didn't have the white garment on. She was draped in expensive high official heavy slick. Her hair was packed in a bun with a jewel piece. Her face bore the elegant tragic lines of someone who survived a lifetime of noble intrigue.I looked in her e
Every instinct in my body screamed at me to confront him.I met him standing arms crossed, facing the low fence.“Why do you enjoy keeping things away from me dad?" I angrily questioned my father as he stood outside staring into thin air,my voice hard as ice.“Hernia! I will not tolerate that tone" he revolted like a wave, his eyes shot at my friend who stood behind in awe of the clash out.“Then talk to me, talk to us dad. I'm your daughter yet I don't even know you dad" I began crashing out not minding my tone.He stood by the fence, his eyes scanning four of us as if scanning casualties on a battlefield.His sharp gaze bore into me with evident contempt“Two months," he whispered, the quietness of his voice more terrifying than a shout.“Two months of silence and searching for you and your friends. While you chased a ghost that didn't want to be found" I blinked occasionally scanning through my conscience. I watched my dad and couldn't recognize the man who I had forced into an ou
“Sir Crisent Herpens!" the king yelled angrily with every vein in his body standing out from increased blood circulation.That unholy name quickly rings a bell, king of the old werewolves, divider of our clan we finally meet eye to eye. I settled into the chair more reserved than ever without fear. For a long time I have heard tales about Lord Crisent. A man greatly feared that commanded all the old werewolves packs. Oppressors of humans and wolves. I turned to the king, he restrained himself greatly suppressing his anger and humiliation. His hands were clenched into his fist, a clear sign of fuming rage.The king was only a puppet, a veneer of authority he wielded as he please.I turned back to Lord Crisent as I read the room.The man’s gaze still mixed with cold rage and animal instinct. His werewolf eyes glowing with dangerous intensity “Careful what you wish for little girl" the masculine growl released from his voice.I remained poised, settled into the chair and let out a mocki
“Dad, I have to go. I will meet you all at Kael's place” I restrained him, pulling him away from the guard who was almost running out of breath.Dad's shoulders relaxed as he stepped away from the guard with eyes darting between me and the guard and his temper still sparring within.Dad grabbed my hand gently still with a flushed face “Don't delay to come to me, understood?" his tone filled with heartfelt concerns." Yes father” I replied with a heavy breath gently pulling away from his grip.…I walked into the king's personal study room. The room has a welcoming scent of old scrolls and heavily burned beeswax oil. The chaos of outside walls halted as the doors were shut by a servant that led me in.The floor was graced with an enormous furry carpet that spread across the room. My feet danced in the softness and relaxation the carpet had to offer.I looked at the wall and was astonished by the painting frames of war and nature. I was so distracted by the aesthetics that I didn't not
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