*Rurac*Alyssa's eyes widened with fear, her voice barely above a whisper. "Rurac, we cannot let him win. We must find a way to defeat him here and now. If he manages to escape he'll have time to prepare himself once more and we might not win the next one. We have a chance of finally putting an end to all this"I nodded, my voice filled with determination due to her words and unwavering spirit. Even after all she had been through, she was still willing to remain here and fight, in this moment, I completely adore her. "We will, my love. We will not let him leave this cave without a fight."With renewed resolve, we scanned the cave for any sign of escape that Azrael might have crawled out of. But Azrael's magic blood had sealed us within, mocking our feeble attempts against him. The walls were impenetrable, the ceiling closing in, and the floor trembling beneath our feet.Azrael's voice, dripping with cruel satisfaction, echoed through the cavern. "You cannot escape, Rurac. Your love, yo
*Rurac*"Pack members of the Blue Moon," I began, my voice steady but filled with emotion. "Today, we stand united against the darkness that threatens our pack. The rogue werewolves, we have all been affected by these rogues that have threatened each one of our lives and properties. I am saddened to say that the leader of this group of rebellious wolves is none other than Azrael, once a friend, brother, and trusted ally, who has betrayed us, taking Alyssa, my mate from our midst. But we will not falter, for our cooperation with each other and loyalty will guide our steps into victory."A chorus of growls and affirmations echoed in response, a symphony of determination."I am overwhelmed by your love and support," I continued, my voice trembling slightly with emotion but I managed to keep my composure and maintain a cold aura around me to show and give them strength and determination in the face of this trying time, "Your presence here today, your unwavering devotion to our cause, streng
*Rurac*I tightened my grip on the hilt of the silver blade Rona had given to me earlier, she had said it was an enchanted blade given to her by her grandma but now that she possessed dark magic, if it were to get out of control when she was still in possession of the sword then there was a huge possibility that the sword would also be infected. I held tightly onto the sword, the moonlight glinting off its surface. Beside me, Rona chanted incantations under her breath. Her magic enveloped me and the rest of my team, cloaking our movements as we traversed the thick forest.Our objective was clear: find Azrael's hideout and rescue Alyssa, from his clutches. With every step, my heart pounded with a mix of fear and determination. I truly couldn't wait to have her back with me but my fear remained that Azrael might try to harm her once again. I couldn't let doubt creep in; my pack was counting on me.Rona's magical guide led us through the labyrinthine paths of the forest, its fading light
*Rurac*At that moment, I felt a flicker of unease. I, too, transformed back into my human self, my body aching from the intense battle. I knew at that moment that the battle hadn't ended. It had just begun. But my attention was quickly drawn to Azrael as I noticed something extraordinary happening to his wounds.The cuts and bruises that marred his flesh began to heal before my eyes. It was as if an invisible force was knitting his torn skin back together, erasing the evidence of our brutal clash. The huge scar on his neck was the last to completely get healed. I stood immobilized and unwilling to take my eyes off the unimaginable scenario playing out in front of me. And as if the shock wasn't unsettling enough, the blood that stained his body started to evaporate into the air, swirling and spiraling above him.I watched in awe and trepidation as the crimson mist gathered, forming a mesmerizing vortex of power. The other wolves, who had also shifted back to their human forms, stood fr
*Rurac*I had been shouldering the weight of this burden alone for far too long, stubbornly believing that I could single-handedly mend the shattered pieces of our world. But the truth was, I needed help—desperate, unwavering help.Alyssa's parents, wise and formidable leaders in their own right, possessed a wealth of knowledge and experience that I could tap into. They had faced adversities and triumphs, and their guidance could prove invaluable in our quest to bring her back. It was time to reach out to them, to humbly request their aid, setting aside my pride and acknowledging that this battle was too vast for me to wage alone.But I also knew that the scope of this challenge extended beyond the confines of my pack. It threatened the very fabric of the world, and to overcome it, I needed to seek the wisdom of my mother's parents too. They were renowned for their deep connection to the earth and for their ability to tap into ancient forces that lay dormant within the land. Their guid
*Alyssa*I stood before Azrael, my anger burning deep within me like a raging inferno. The room was filled with tense silence, the air heavy with the weight of our conflicting desires. I had to convince him that his plans would only bring destruction to our werewolf clan and that his selfish nature would be his downfall. But my hatred for him threatened to consume me whole and his stubbornness wasn't helping the situation either."Azrael," I spat, my voice laced with venom. "You cannot go through with this. Your lust for power will destroy everything we hold dear. The werewolf clan deserves a leader who genuinely cares for their well-being, not someone who seeks to rule with an iron fist. And why do you want to rule now? Because you think it's some kind of birthright or what?!" During my time with Azrael, he had told me all about his childhood with Rurac and I was awed when he showed me the memories in a dream. I initially thought there could still be some good in him, but after seeing
*Alyssa*At that moment, a bitter realization settled upon my soul. Love should never be a weapon or a means of control, it's something he needs to understand but he never will, trust, and understand just like Rurac's. Azrael's love, if it could even be called that, was so selfish and cruelSoon, I couldn't keep my lids up any longer and succumbed to slumber. I forced them back open after a few seconds to find that the room was cast in a dim, ethereal light as I lay on the bed, my body nestled amidst the crimson fabric that bound me. I felt so exhausted, my eyelids growing heavy with fatigue. In the depths of my weariness, I succumbed to the embrace of slumber once more.When I finally stirred fully awake, several hours had passed. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimness that still clung to the room. But as my consciousness returned, another sensation overpowered my senses—an insatiable hunger that gnawed at my core.I sat up, my mind racing to catch up with the demands of my
*Alyssa*"Your love is as ugly and as dark as your face and heart, Azrael." with that Azrael forcefully grabbed onto my neck, he was lightly strangling me while staring deep into my eyes."I know all about it, Alyssa. If you want to be put out of your suffering then willingly let me mate you and the pain, the longing, the love, it will all disappear" he kept trying to persuade me but I knew one thing for sure. I'll never be his."You think the love I have for Rurac is the fault of the mating mark?" I asked in disbelief. "Isn't it? I know your backstory Alyssa and I know you never wanted to marry Rurac, you only did that for your family and pack. you weren't in love with him then" he thinks he is so smart doing research about me without my consent."You think you are So smart. Well Mr smarty-pants, bear in mind that even after the mating mark was put on me by my mate Alpha. Rurac. We were still never in love with each other. We lived together, slept together but never acted like couples