Masuk“What fucking right do you have to barge into my life at this moment, after all these years!” I scowled, holding back the tears that threatened to make me look weak.
But no! I won't give in to any more tears and never will I look miserable in front of anyone anymore, not even to this white flawless wolf staring at me while she breathes faintly. So faintly that her eyes were so dimmed. Her eyes looked just like mine– weak and hopeless. “At least allow me to do some introduction first” she mumbled, sadness evident in her voice. Nevertheless, sad or not. I'm never giving room to anyone in my heart again. Be it a wolf, love, or anything else. Gone be it! I'm tired of being miserable, trampled on over and over again only for others to mock. “And why should I? Introduction my foot!” I spat. “You can't deny me, Elena” she said. I scoffed, laughter clouding over my belly despite the sorrow in me. “Who do you think you are?” Just because she's some wolf granted to me by the Moon Goddess doesn't mean she has power over me. Not even when she's never been in my life for over eighteen years now. I can and will deny her till she's out of my life to any goddamn place she came from! “I'm you, Elena and you are me” she said, her eyes blinked as they stared at me. Her words sparkled a tingling sensation through my feet. Repeatedly, I found her words ringing in my ears. ‘She is me and I'm her?’ I know but yet it felt so strange. “I’m sorry you've been alone all these while, but I'm here now” she said, her voice felt so smoothing to the depth of my heart. As if a magical touch, the tears I tried holding in. The tears I promised myself never to let out of my eyes again, came streaming down my face in a rush. Who the hell is she to make me feel so softened? “Why now? Why today? Why!” My voice crackled as it struggled out of my throat. Silence engulfed the room as I expected her voice; at least, I demanded an answer. She needs to let me know the reason why I'm all alone all these while– for a whole eighteen years. While others have exceptionally practiced numerous skills with the help of their wolf. But I, miserable, looked down on, living the life of an ordinary bastard girl who can't even shield her wolf for the protection of herself. “I think we should take up the formal introduction,” she smiled. “Like everyone else, so we can be like every other wolf” “I'm Crystal, your guardian wolf sent by the Moon Goddess” she added. “I'm Elena” I replied faintly, as that's the only thing that came to my head as an introduction about me. I know,” she said. I snorted. Why bother saying we should introduce ourselves when she already knew who I was? “I know everything about you, but you know a little or perhaps nothing about me,” she added. Her voice dripped with arrogance. Suddenly, hate sparkled through my heart, and it tightened against the idea of welcoming her. “Why are you just here then? I thought you forever wanted to sleep till I became prey for any roaming rogues or, better still, killed by the spearing arrows shots at the training field… Or are you here to mock me?” “I'm here now so can't we just be good?” She mumbled, tiredness clouding over her face. “I demand an answer, Miss Guardian Wolf,” I snapped almost immediately. “Where were you all these while?!” She thinks she can just appear now and then feel so welcome. No way! Where is she all these years while I struggled to keep my head safe away from getting pierced by the swinging arrows at the training field when others simply shifted into their wolves, smashing every arrow at the floor with just their palm? “Remember I said I'm you, and you are me; that's the reason,” she mumbled. Is she kidding me? That's all she got to say! “Enough of feeding me the craps! I've had enough of your shit words. Okay?” I yelled, clenching my fist tightly from erupting the anger in me. “Yes, I'm you and you are me, so?” “Does that apply to everyone else, that their wolf keep themselves away from them? No! It seems you're just so wicked that you found joy in watching me being trampled on, isn't it?” my voice continued to reach its peak of anger. “No Elena! You're getting it all wrong. No wonder you're so dumb,” she half yelled, and immediately, she shrugged down her shoulder, as if raising her voice just made her lose a pant of blood. “What? How dare you say I'm dumb!” I fired at her arrogance. I see she's just here to annoy me. “I’m sorry, Elena. But you are dumb, we both know that, and I guess everyone also knows,” she retorted. “Because you're me again?” I asked, already guessing what follows, that she knows almost everything about me. “Yes,” she replied with a soft groan. I guess she's cheerful, I admitted to her words of us being one self. “I'm here now. To be with you always, to help you get away from being looked down on, and to help you look less dumb”. “In what way?” I asked, my apprehension softening as she continued to soften my anger against her. “By being with you. By being in you” I furrowed my brow at her simple response. “That's all?” “Then what else?” she asked. Exactly! What else should I expect from an arrogant wolf that appeared out of nowhere and yet called me dumb. I agree I'm dumb, yes, it's not new. If I'm dumb then let's see what she can do if she isn't also dumb. “Are you saying you're here for me now?” I asked, demanding an assurance from her. “Yes of course. So, let's be good as a friend, as a sister, and as one self” Fool. I wanted to spat but I held it in. “Okay, I accept you, Crystal; let's be good together,” I smiled, happy to have someone, “and never you dare leave me.” Little will she know, I'm just about to test her and see if she's also not dumb as she called me. “It's now till death do us part, Elena. Don't you worry, we'll surely work on your dumbness” Gosh! Not her arrogance again. I forced a smile as her voice sent a warmness down my spine. The thought of having a wolf like every other werewolf smeared a cheerful smirk onto my lips. I also have a wolf? I can't wait to show everyone, the school, the pack elders, and especially my father, my transformation into this beautiful wolf. No more would I be looked down on as a wolfless girl. However, my happiness was crushed down to my feet when her voice echoed into my ears. “Don't be so happy Elena, I'm just a weak wolf that you can only communicate with”Elena“You really smelled rogues inside the pack house?”Those green eyes weren't doubting my words; they simply couldn't believe a rogue had made it into CrestStone. Just as I hadn't believed Crystal until I saw it myself.“I couldn’t be more sure, Edgar.” I nodded, my gaze never leaving his. “They're hiding at the abandoned gym.” “How did you end up in that dangerous area, Elena?” he demanded. I could see hard lines around his eyes as he asked the question. “I saw a dead body in the storeroom and couldn't help following the paw print. I had to find out who killed her.” “Did you identify the body?” he bit out.The image of the poor girl flashed through my head. “No, but she was a Servitude maid,” I said, my gaze darting to my boots. “One of MountainFang Pack.” He exhaled at once, the tension around his eyes slowly fading. His towering frame closed the small distance between us. Then, without warning, he pulled me into a tight hug.My eyes widened in horror. But his body moldin
Elena My pulse hammered against my ears, urging me to run faster. No other proof was needed to convince me that Crystal was right.She was right. She was always right.Another chill ran down my spine the moment I ran past the wide-open storeroom. Then, I picked up my pace even faster.My breasts bounced heavily against my chest as I bolted toward the ceremonial ground, barely paying attention to the disdainful looks the arriving guests threw my way. Few of whom I recognized from my pack. I had only one thought in my head. And that wasn't sparing them a glance.It was only one thought—get to the guards.Warn them.Tell them about the group of rogues lurking behind their wall—waiting for the right moment to strike for their neck, right on their happy day. Breathless and drenched in sweat, I stormed toward the hall entrance, only to halt at the enormous gathering ahead of me.For a second, panic erupted through me on realizing the ceremony had already begun. Hundreds of werewolves
Elena The metallic scent of the maid's blood that had been haunting the edges of my senses quickened the moment I stepped outside the storeroom, and my gaze followed the blood prints trailing across the ground. My heartbeat immediately picked up as Crystal's claim flashed through my mind. Could it really be a rogue? But, this is CrestStone Pack. The second strongest pack. How foolish could a rogue be to come in here and commit murder? ‘Maybe not foolish, but fearless,’ Crystal purred, nudging forward. ‘Or maybe even in pack.’ ‘Those beasts aren't so fearful when they're in numbers, Elena.’ I flinched, fear twisting in my stomach at Crystal's words. Wait. Crystal knew this? The fact that the murderer could be in numbers. Yet she was willing to lure us—or still, me into this deadly mission. Wow. How convenient of her to put our lives at risk. But then, Crystal's voice came low inside my head, dismantling all my quickly rising apprehension. ‘Stop,’ she ordered and I com
CrestStone Pack, Celebration Hall room. Elena “Never. I’d never, Lyra.” I cut through her words, taken aback. My shoulders dropped and I could hear the faint disappointed sigh of the other maids drift through the air.Persuasion mission failed woefully.The hair at the back of my neck rose as Lyra's furious eyes narrowed, her gaze burning into mine.She held no high authority over me, and I guess she could also feel it. Otherwise, that seething gaze was enough to make me lower my eyes and bare my neck toward her. Regardless of being called a runt since birth—I have Alpha blood running through my veins, a middle-aged Head Maid is nothing to make me shiver in fear. Except that a fight challenge would leave me in the pool of my own blood.Might not get lucky…as I was with Mr Harris.Then, Lyra's brows relaxed, and her seething gaze flicked away before returning to me at once. “And what the hell are you still waiting for, runt?” My eyes widened.Her voice was sharp and concise. Yet,
CrestStone Pack, Alpha Scarlett Pack House.Elena “I never thought you'd attend the ceremony this year, Elena,” one of the maids said, smiling. I think her name is Mia. Is it?She leaned toward me, lowering her voice. “With the rogue incident and stuff…”Like me, Mia was a regular servitude maid sent to high-ranking Packs requiring assistance. Except that she was an Omega from a far-away small pack. I smiled back at her. Attending?As if. “I’m so glad to see you are unharmed,” she added, smiling once again.Always genuine. “Yeah… Thanks, Mia.” I nodded. The girl let out a soft laugh, while her smile grew wider. “It's Margaret, not Mia.” She corrected, and for a second, embarrassment flushed through me.I opened my mouth to apologize, but the words were quickly slammed back down my throat when the door burst open suddenly.With a scowl, I let out an audible groan at the voice echoing through the large hall.I turned back, staring at the figure storming toward me. “What the hell
Logan “Elena Lockwell… Hmm. Interesting.” I looked up from the scroll in my hands, across the maroon-colored surface to the twelve Elders of the Pack seated around the table. I had chosen this particular subject as an exam for a reason. The Unison of all the Packs has flourished in countless areas of civilization—from the invention of sawmills that allow us to put the forest trees to greater use, to the extraction of shiny stones from the soil and their refinement into valuable treasures…and many more. However, we've not quite accomplished the same in the Healthcare section. Normally, we werewolves don't require treatment from herbs or plants. We were already blessed with exceptionally fast healing ability, bestowed upon us centuries ago by the Moon Goddess herself—one of the traits that makes our kind stand out the most amongst every other species on the earth. Sadly, I'd spent decades of my life on the warfront—fighting packs that rebelled against the Unison of all werewolves,
Elena“The breeze is cool, Elena. I bet you would love it!” Edgar voiced out immediately after he stepped out of the old room.Definitely, outside was much different. So much filled with the liveness of the clean air than the musk of old books and aged furniture permeated across the large live-in o
Logan A wide grin spread across my face as I chopped the deer meat into pieces. I couldn't help but think of the girl— Elena. As much as I wished to get her image off my mind.Her pretty brow that stood right above… those silver eyes, her silky brown hair and above all— her beautiful smile. They c
LoganThe young warrior wanted to hold onto my hands as they gripped his collar firmly but with a pound of my Alpha authority, his hands voluntarily jerked down despite his will to break free. He choked after a few coughs that sent his face reddening in pain as the course wafted over his face. He
Elena“Open up, little one!” I heard a masculine voice called out, the huskiness resonating deep inside my ears.…The man from Crescent Moon Night? My ears twitched at the sense of who possessed the low, husky voice. A shiver scurried down my spine as the realization sank inside my belly— the man I







