LOGINNIGHTFANG PACKLUMA'S POV"So I used the two main soothing products we could find both the wild vampire fern and their dormant red mushroom on two different batches." I felt so proud of the results and I couldn't wait to test on the vampires. One thing was sure,it may not work immediately but it wouldn't harm them.Caleb stood silently, observing as our products came to life behind the glass. The liquids swirled and settled, their colors shifting from pale green to a deep amber. It was beautiful to watch something created from nothing, something that could save lives."I have to admit, you are very hardworking, Luma. I didn't expect this to happen so quickly. As far as I know, Rimena took months to come up with the first products."I couldn't help but chuckle."Of course it'll be easier because my team and I pull all-nighters. Tell your Alpha to increase our salaries."His eyes widened."To think I thought you were a benevolent Luna," he teased."Lesson one: never judge a book by i
NIGHTFANG PACK TRISTAN'S POV "Do you ever think of Ina?" Luma's question from last night echoed in my mind. I had been too stunned to say anything. Instead, I whispered: "Go to sleep and don't think about such things." Replying no would be a lie, because recently, she somehow managed to appear in every dark Western case. I couldn't help but wonder what she had gotten herself into. What web had she woven that kept pulling her name into my investigations? Every time I thought I had closed a door on that part of my past, it swung open again. But yes was probably the answer she didn't want to hear. I clearly remembered her fingers tightening when she asked that question. The way her body had stiffened against mine. The way her breath had caught. She had been bracing herself for the worst—and I hadn't known how to give her anything else. "But why ask so suddenly? Had she heard something?" Thunder asked. I stopped. Why had she asked? "You seem to be deep in thought this evening
NIGHTFANG PACKLUMA'S POV"Will half the pill be useful enough? I can skip next month's pill because I have the least violent trance. Tristan could always close me in the dungeon." Sanders replied.I chuckled, thinking it was a joke. But from their expressions, it wasn't. It was real.My smile faded."Isn't it a bit too much? Maybe I'll just look for a way out. The dungeon isn't a place I want to send anyone to," I said, stepping back as memories flooded my mind. My hands clenched by my sides. The walls of the office seemed to close in around me.For some reason, I remembered that night. The night I dismembered one of the shielders. The blood. The screaming. The way his body had crumpled beneath my claws.And suddenly, I couldn't breathe.It still haunted me—even when I knew that if I hadn't, he would have hurt me. He would have done worse. But the memory didn't care about reason. It just was.Suddenly, I wanted to throw up. Lumina remained silent—too silent. The world around me start
NIGHTFANG PACKTRISTAN'S POV"Gaytan Turner, forty-year-old wolf. Birth pack: River Moon Pack. He currently stays there from time to time. He has come to this pack a few times and bought fresh rabbit blood. At least fifty bags."Caleb announced this as he sat down before me. He tossed a file onto my desk, the pages fanning out.Wolf blood. From my pack.I exhaled, exhausted from everything that had been happening around me. The weight of it pressed down on my shoulders."This identity—is it really his, or is it fabricated? Because Gaytan seems like a southern name."Caleb shook his head."It's real, and he's from the West. His father was the leading Gamma, and they are a respectable Gamma family of the Silvernight."I closed my eyes, leaning back in my chair. The leather creaked beneath me."I see. That's interesting. And what else did you find?"Caleb opened the file and pushed it toward me."Despite being a pure line of Gammas that doesn't mix with just any rank, they seem to know n
NIGHTFANG PACKLUMA'S POV"By the Goddess, Luna, I don't know what went through his mind when he did that but I can't accept the thought that he went out during the hunting night with the witches without telling me."Hazel, one of the Gammas in charge of cleaning and pack house management, stood before me with her hands on her hips. Her face was flushed with anger, her eyes blazing. She was a force to be reckoned with when she was angry and right now, she was furious."Luna, I asked her if she wanted to come, but she refused. I thought I'd just be with my friends. How was I to know they'd bring witches along?" her mate argued, still on his knees. His voice was desperate, pleading. His hands were raised in surrender, his face pale.I exhaled, confused about what these two were fighting about. The morning had started peacefully enough breakfast with my pups, the smell of fresh bread and honey, the warmth of the dining hall. And now this. A full-blown lovers' quarrel right in front of ev
NIGHTFANG PACK TRISTAN'S POV I stared in silence at the documents before me a long moment after I came back from my hunt—after my beast had howled his sorrow into the night. The silence of my office pressed in around me. As I waited for my cousins to come with the clues they had found on that mysterious vampire, I decided to check on the documents my mate had asked me to sign. Her stamp was slightly larger than mine, and the red ink on the paper was still fresh. Her blood scent hit my nose—that familiar tang of iron and wildflowers—and her thumbprint sat neatly below it. I traced it with my fingers, feeling the slight ridge of the ink against the paper. If only she knew the power she had on me. What would she say? Then my gaze fell on the second form. Yilan. Suddenly so annoying to read. It sat there on the page like an insult, reminding me of the wolf who had been given the privilege I didn't have. The one she could mindlink. The one whose name she spoke with ease. "
NIGHT FANG PACKLUMAThe silence was deafening. The darkness was lonely.I shivered against the bars of my cell. I hadn't eaten in twenty-four hours. Lumina was weak. Almost fading. And I couldn't stop shaking.To make matters worse, something was biting me.I slapped my arm. Hoping it was just a m
NIGHT FANGS PACKLUMAMy sister ruined my life twice.First, she stole the battle plans and ran off with another wolf.Second? She left me behind to pay for it.Now I'm mated to a man who hates my face because it looks just like hers. Trapped in his pack. Watched every time I breathe.I stared at t
NIGHTFANG PACKLUMAI was finally about to escape my prison.I had never been this afraid in my life. Was I going to make it? Impossible to know. But I knew I would give it my best.The moment we waited for came before I knew it.Two days after our planning, shielders came to our side of the dungeo
NIGHT FANGS PACKLUMA'S POVReduced to less than an Omega—even though I was of Beta rank, I Luma had never felt so humiliated.Hours of harvesting. Shielders throwing jokes about how I was a "dick eater." Then the subtle, yet noticeable, pushes from Omegas who wanted to feel superior. Each shove wa







