For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Participants competing freely? Didn't that mean there would be fights, possibly even fatalities?"Well, everyone, what do you think of Alpha Asher's proposal?" Sebastian asked with amusement.The crowd exchanged glances, unable to utter a word.Only Alpha Morgan had a satisfied and confident look on his face."I think Alpha Asher's proposal is excellent, adding more excitement to the competition," Morgan nodded, affirming."Good, if there are no objections, let's do it!" Sebastian looked around and gave the order, modifying the rules.On the way to the jungle, I heard people murmuring behind me."If later Morgan wants to snatch our prey, let him, no need to risk our lives for it, anyway, he's going to win.""Yeah, no one is his match."My heart twinged. Uncle Asher, does he really not fear death? Goddess, please let Uncle Asher win.Reaching the edge of the jungle, each Alpha transformed into a wolf, lining up neatly. Morgan's brown wolf was t
"Ah !!!" My scream echoed throughout the woods. I was utterly shocked by what I looked like when I transformed. My wolf had two tails, one silver, the same color as my fur, and the other grey, like a monster that had parasitized me."Dad! Mom! How did I become like this!" I cried out, paying no mind to the intense pain that came with my first transformation. People around me took several steps back in fear upon witnessing my condition, their eyes widened in astonishment, as they surveyed me with fear and curiosity, as if I were a monster."She's a two-tailed wolf, a monster.""Yeah, she'll bring disaster to the werewolf world.""Oh! Make her go away."" Get rid of this monster!""Kill her!"Their harsh and piercing insults reverberated in my ears, leaving me bewildered. I widened my eyes, looking at them—these people who were once the most familiar and closest to me were now so cold, so ruthless. I told them I wasn't a monster, I was Charlotte Moore, the only daughter of alpha Morgan
Since then, I’ve become a human, a scarred one.It's been two years since I lost my wolf. Rather than saying she died, it's more accurate to say she entered an indefinite slumber. I can sense her faint presence, but she can't make a sound.Since that full moon night two years ago, my body stopped growing. I'm thin, with a flat chest and small hips that lack curves. My hair is dry, my skin is rough, and I have dark circles under my eyes. To make matters worse, I was left with a scar on the top of my head and no more hair grew there. I looked like I had a very serious illness. Many people thought I was under a curse.During these two years, I endured countless injustices. The people in the tribe hated me. They loathed me for being a weak human. They loathe me for being an ominous person. They always made me do all sorts of menial jobs, and if I ever dare to protest, they would lock me up in a small dark room and beat me up. Without my wolf, I was no match for them. But I carried a small
Charlotte Moore's POVI opened my eyes, the corners of my mouth curving into a small crack of a smile . I had a dream last night that Liam and I were mates, that after we mated, my wolf awakened, that I regained my powers, that my appearance became voluptuous and attractive, and that everyone in the tribe became kind at me as they used to be two years ago. This dream felt like a good omen.I quickly got out of bed. Putting on a blue polka dot shirt with a Peter Pan neckline and a long white cotton skirt that Liam had given me as a gift for my fifteenth birthday, I hoped that it would conjure up our past fond memories in his mind. He hadn't given me any gifts since two years ago, which made me a little sad. But that's okay, I mentally cheer myself up. Once we become mates, everything can be as good as it used to be.Humming a tune, I walked down the stairs at a brisk pace and made my way to the kitchen. My mom was making me a cake there."Dear, happy birthday," Mom warmly greeted me. T
Charlotte Moore's POVMy mother's scream drew my father to the scene, along with two soldiers, one plump and one skinny."Come on, get dressed!" my father shouted at me.I put on a loose blue-gray striped pajama set. The two soldiers escorted me all the way to the basement – the Silver Dungeon.I was thrown into the innermost cell. The innermost cells were reserved for those sentenced to death, deprived of daylight and even a small window. Puddles of dirty water formed on the floor, and the cell contained only a long bench, no bed. Two hook locks hung from the ceiling, spaced about 1.5 meters apart. Each lock had an iron chain, and my hands were bound to these chains. My arms were in a V shape, and my feet were about five centimeters off the ground. My entire body weight rested on my arms, and soon my arms started to ache unbearably.Throughout the entire afternoon, I hadn't had a drop of water, nor a single grain of rice, nor seen a single person. I hung in the darkness, slowly being
Sebastian Ryan's POVI will find that girl, that ominous girl.I will capture her.I will kill her!My misfortune all started because of her.For these two years, every full moon night, I transformed into a brutal, bloodthirsty beast. People have witnessed me roaming the wilderness, slaughtering any living being I come across. Like being possessed, I have lost all the memories of these full moon nights afterwards—where I went, what I did—it's all told to me by others.It's been two years, and I've spent a total of 24 nightmarish full moon nights.I still remember it was a full moon night when Alpha Morgan sent someone to report to me that he had killed the two-tailed wolf and that his daughter, Charlotte Moore, had been turned into a human. Late that night, for the first time in a full moon, I felt something unusual, at first I just felt a little headache, and my body was hot and dry. I didn't take it seriously at the time, I just assumed it was a symptom of being in heat. I'm 32 year
Charlotte Moore's POVMy wolf's voice whispered encouragement in my mind, urging me not to give up. As the full moon rose higher in the sky, a glimmer of hope stirred within me. I clung to the thought that someone was searching for me, that I wasn't entirely alone in this nightmare.The fire crackled beneath me, its heat intensifying. I closed my eyes, feeling the flames licking at my skin. Just when the pain became unbearable, in the distance, a figure was rushing towards me. I recognized her – my mother. She was coming to save me!She pushed a handcart filled with buckets of water. Lifting the buckets, she doused the flames, extinguishing the growing fire. After setting the bucket down, she stepped onto the smoking pile of wood, disregarding the searing pain in her feet. With one powerful strike, she severed the iron chains that bound me. I fell into her embrace. She held me tightly and carried me out of the blazing woodpile."My poor child, run away now," she cried, handing me a po
Alpha Morgan's POVMy claws sliced through her throat, warm blood gushed out, soaking my palm.I looked across the riverbank; Charlotte had disappeared into the dense woods, leaving no trace behind."Alpha, should we continue to chase her?" Collins, one of my loyal soldiers, asked.I sniffed the air; Charlotte's scent had vanished.I shook my head, signaling to Collins, "No need. Clean up this place. It won't be long before the rogues come following the scent of blood."I carried Catherine's cold body and headed back. A hundred meters to the east, Gamma Marcus was leading a group of warriors in search of Alpha King. When they spotted me, they quickened their pace to meet me. Upon seeing Catherine in my arms, they all stopped in their tracks, frozen in place.Marcus approached and asked what had happened."Charlotte escaped while we were away searching for Alpha King. Luna went after her..." My voice choked, and tears streamed down my face. "Charlotte killed Catherine. When I arrived,