The room was gripped in silence as none of them could dare challenge him further. Vulcan was a dangerous man who shouldn't be questioned.Rylan knew it was a futile attempt to object to his orders. All eleven packs were struggling to survive. It's been a hard time for them all. Their resources were dwindling because they spent heavily on acquiring weapons to fight the rogues led by Luna Ravena. They were yet to recover from it A few months ago, when Ravena was still alive, she burned down some of their storehouses, which contributed to their heavy loss.In his pack, he lost prominent warriors to Ravena's attack, and three of their storehouses were burned to the ground. They had to survive by trading with other packs. But he had to say something. " Elder Vulcan," Alpha Rylan stood up. "I understand that you've been of great help to us all over the years. You were able to destroy our common enemy, Luna Ravena. I deeply appreciate your efforts. But what you're asking from us is too mu
Alpha Rylan's eyes burned with anger, and he could not contain the shimmering rage beneath him. He balled his hands into tight fists and slammed them hard on the wooden table.All the Alphas shifted their attention to Rylan, and Vulcan raised an eyebrow almost touching his hairline. The atmosphere in the room became tense and filled with animosity."I know you're a lowlife with no morals," Alpha Rylan hissed. "But the least you could do, Kieran, is to apologize for your lateness."Alpha Kieran's face became a tight frown, and then with a smug expression on his face, he glared at Rylan. "Why are you so worked up? You owe no right to dictate to me!"Rylan felt a surge of rage within him. Instantly, he shot up from his chair, pushing it backward forcefully which made a scratching sound on the cold floor. He pointed his index finger at him, his eyes flashing in anger. "You bastard. If it were left for me, you wouldn't be allowed in here after everything you did to Selene!"Kieran sprang
When Alpha Rylan rode into the pack centre that afternoon, the sun was high in the sky and bathed the land in long golden rays. A few nearby villagers took notice when his horse’s hooves clattered on the stone walkway. Immediately after he dismounted, a young boy approached him, firmly grasped the reins, and bowed respectfully to Rylan. Rylan gave the boy a quick nod and said, “ Thank you.” Before making his way to the council hall. Unlike most of the time, he was late for the meeting. He never wasted time. He was always the first to arrive and was a disciplined man. But today did not go according to plan. Tristan had kept him waiting and the unexpected appearance of the wounded wolf in the pack had also caused him to be late. He had lost valuable time because of the delay. For a moment he thought about the wounded wolf again. Although the wolf’s wounds had been treated, they would take time to heal because he had barely survived the attack. He had to know who had attacked the w
In a large plush chair, Selene sat. It was a dark wood chair with a plush green cushion. It was pleasant to sit there. She was holding an ancient book. The pages of the thick book felt rough to the touch. It was a law book. This book contained a lot of regulations. The words were difficult for Selene to read. She was curious about the operations of the wolf pack. She was curious about all the guidelines that kept them secure and resilient. It was peaceful in the study room. The room was filled with tall bookcases. They were crammed with books. Some books were large while others were small. Some had vibrant covers, while others had faded, ancient-looking covers. The study's air had the scent of fresh wood and old paper. A small amount of sunlight entered through the tall window. On the wooden floor, it formed a small square. Tiny dust particles danced in the air. She couldn't help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction with the event of the previous night. The ritual was successfu
The smell of fresh soap and fresh bandages filled the clinic's air leaving it sharp and clean. It was a scent designed to create a sense of security and cleanliness. However, the room still had a subtle earthy smell despite all of that cleanliness. Instead of coming from a bright, quiet room, it was the rich, untamed scent of a wolf.The man now lying on a very white bed was the source of this odor. This man was a powerful creature, a large powerful wolf only a short time ago. He had changed to his human form. Due to this change, he was vulnerable and feeble. His skin was shiny from perspiration and extremely pale, almost white. He tried to rest but his arms and legs trembled a little. His mouth made a low, quiet sound of pain, indicating how much he was in pain. A tight agonized expression that persisted was etched on his forehead and his eyes were squeezed shut. The room seemed to be spinning around him and he felt extremely lightheaded. The difficult transition from wolf to h
For a moment Rylan stood motionless like a statue carved out of rage. He had his hands clenched into such tight balls that his knuckles appeared white. Normally warm and golden, his eyes now glowed with a fierce, intense light akin to two tiny fires. He was furious beyond belief. Then he took slow steps towards Tristan. Tristan, who sensed the danger in each step, began to move back in fear.He felt the need to run away but he couldn't. It seemed as though he was held back against his will.Rylan was well-known to Tristan. He knew that he should leave Rylan alone when he became this angry. His heart pounded in his chest as he retreated a little then another. He was afraid of what Rylan would do. “You know what I can't stand?” Rylan said in a low voice that sounded like a large animal growling. The air felt heavy and dense because of it. “N..No,” he stammered.Like a bird searching for a way out of a cage, Tristan's eyes moved. He glanced to his left, right, and finally to his end.