Seymor wanted to tug his hair out, but he could not bring himself to do it, especially not in the presence of a restless alpha. He did not know what would happen next to his Alpha. Seymor could vividly remember his Alpha’s declaration of braving the storm, saying that he would bring his mate back! ‘Now? Our future Luna is gone.’ Seymor grunted in his mind. “Alpha, may I know what is our next move? We cannot stay here undetected forever.” Seymor, who could not take it any longer, finally opened his tightly closed lips. With the heavy rainfall hitting them, weighing them down, he could not let themselves wander any longer. “And do you think I care? We are not using our reconnaissance yet, but they can’t even detect us! They call them elites? Werewolf Committee is a bunch of weaklings!” Seymor could not contain it anymore. He released a snort to which his Alpha responded by stopping dead in his tracks. Biting his lower lip, his canines prot
SEYMOR’S FOOLISH THOUGHTS of enjoying the union of his Alpha to his witchy mate were long gone.After lurking in every nook and cranny of the back alley, his soaking wet clothes and his grumbling stomach were the least of his concerns. In fact, he did not think about it until now. Instead, he was bombarded by the maddening thoughts of thousands of different scenarios of his conclusion should they find Diana Ritchell heavily wounded, captured, or worst… dead.A crazy alpha was a disaster, but a mad crazy Alpha Dylan Cain? That was simply a premise for the end of the fucking world. Alpha Dylan’s clenching jaws were a telltale sign that his beast wanted to last out. With the connection blocked and her scent was covered by the heavy downpour of rain – it was not looking for their search party of two.His fists that were clenched as well that Seymor had to maintain a safe distance in order to avoid being the recipient of his Alpha’s veined fists. Veins started to protrude along
Two silhouettes stood against the small windowpanes of the inn they were staying.The whistling of the wind muted the rattling of the glass windows, for the howls brought by the storm were becoming more violent as the sands of time seeped through the wolven folks’ fingers.The flames from the fireplace swayed upon the wind that was able to penetrate the wooden ceilings and brick walls of the dingy inn. Because of this, coldness permeated the constricted area of their room which reminded the two of their homeland.As of now, the Crescent Pack seemed to be eerily silent. The warriors, though many as they were, did not even sense their unwanted presence within their premises. Even with the raging storm, their so-called top-class security was frowned upon by the Blood Claws Pack members.The man standing behind the other one cleared his throat to snap the latter’s attention. “Alpha, what is the next plan?”The Beta could not contain his curiosity, for he knew what the air around his Alpha
‘I need to calm down. The Alpha said that we must blend. I already screwed up when I bumped into a group of hot-headed wolves. Calm down, Seymor! Calm down! The information is better than engaging in a meaningless brawl.’ The entire time that Seymor was silently closing his eyes, he was calming his mind. The sands of time seeped through his fingers, a good moment finally passed and his heaving chest finally calmed. When Seymor finally snapped his eyelids open, he was welcomed by a frowning receptionist whose hands were placed before her perfectly curved bosoms. On instinct, his emerald eyes lingered upon the woman’s proud breasts before he took a sniff. “Pervert!” The resounding slap followed the receptionist’s words. So much for keeping a low profile. END OF FLASHBACK… “The merchants below talked about the witch. They are pinning a non-existent creature as the culprit to the Beta family’s death. As of now, due to the restrictions of the rain, the majority of the Crescent Pack m
‘Is that Dylan? Did he discover that I have some witchy spells under my sleeves? He will kill me if he knows!’ Diana thought as she remained still. She was holding her breath. With squinting eyes, she turned her head to the side. Her back was against the wet bricks of the second floor of a merchant’s store. Diana’s feet were barely maintaining an equal footing as she climbed to the two-story merchant store. With her feet tiptoeing on the gutters, both of her hands were gripping the brick wall with the help of her protruding canines. She left a dent in the brick wall, leaving for sure a trail of her claws against the brick wall for everyone to see when the sun would finally show up… if it would show up. Her back was against the wall, barely touching the bricks. Drips of translucent liquid fell from her shin. The heavy rain which was her doing helped her erase her scent against the crazed black-furred wolf – who happened to be the mate she blocked – who was also
“Come. Here. Little witch.”The black-furred wolf grunted beneath his growl. He emphasized every word as if he was talking to someone lesser than himself. His tone earned him a pair of twitching ears from Diana.Not knowing she was his mate whom he was madly contacting through their bond, Alpha Dylan showed her the side of him whom many of his people feared to.“Ha!”Gone was the frown etched on Diana’s face, replaced by a snarling woman, who was restraining herself from snapping at the wolf in front of her – lest her disguise would be stripped off. She did not need to look down to know that the dark-gray-furred wolf was now standing below her, waiting for her to slip and eventually catch her like some damsel in fucking distress.‘In their delusional dreams, maybe. One day, I will get you, Seymor!’The wolf within Diana stirred upon the command imposed on her. Diana and her wolf did not take commands pretty lightly. They took it as an insult – especially her wolf who hated being treat
The moonlight shone the brightest ever since the storm from yesterday night had passed. The citizens of the Crescent Pack thought that the worst finally passed by. What was left for them to do was to return to their homes after evacuating and help each other in cleaning the massive amount of water littering inside their houses or their buildings. But they were in for something more. The moment the first ray of sunlight peeked at the high skies, chasing the darkness away, deltas marched around the Crescent Pack’s central town – sniffing and growling. As the gammas, Crescent Pack’s healers, set up their small tents for free check-ups and consultation if there were injured wolves and visitors during the storm that lasted a day, the deltas rounded up every nook and cranny of the central town. Yet no smell of the wanted Diana Ritchell or a witch was ever found. After all, all lingering traces of what transpired at the back alley of the central town were all mistaken as the debris of t
FLASHBACK TO WHAT TRANSPIRED LAST NIGHT… It was a close call. Diana barely made it out. With two fully grown alpha and beta hot in her tails, Diana jumped between building roofs. It was almost close to impossible to escape from the compromising position she was in earlier. With her being straddled by his musky and muscled furry body, all she could do at that time was to lay still. And she hated how she almost agreed to her wolf to surrender and let Shananel leave unscathed. Had she not remembered the final moments of her mother and father, her wolf would not stir from her silence. And now, she was leaping from one roof to another roof. High or low, hard bricks or wooden roofs, she jumped onto them without hesitations without looking back, for she knew that they were only an arm’s length away from her. “Fucking crazy mate bond,” said Diana under her breath. She jumped onto a lamp post, hanging onto it for a measly moment. She swung her body mid-air, and both of her hands gripped t