AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and
Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w
ELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr
AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere
AXELTom's voice cut through the air, his question directed at the healer. 'Moonlight pack?' he repeated, seeking clarification. The healer nodded in response, and Tom's gaze shifted to me, his expression turning serious. I offered a nod of gratitude to the healer, my voice sincere. “Thank you very much, Healer,” I said, showing appreciation for her efforts. With that, the healer took their leave, departing from the room with a quiet efficiency. Meanwhile, my frustration simmered just below the surface. The Deltas might have been physically healed from the portion, but their memories remained stubbornly elusive. It was as if their minds had erected a wall, blocking out the traumatic events that had transpired. I felt like I was staring into a void, searching for answers that refused to surface. The more I thought about it, the more my anger grew. Why couldn't they remember? What was their mind protecting them from? And how were we supposed to move forward without knowing what had h
ELIANAIt's been ages since I last laid eyes on Axel, and the absence has left me with this lingering curiosity that's been nagging at me for what feels like an eternity. I find myself constantly wondering where he's been hiding, what adventures he's been on, and what secrets he's uncovered since we last saw each other. The not knowing is almost maddening, like a puzzle with a missing piece that I just can't seem to complete. My mind wanders to all the possibilities - is he traveling around packs, chasing sunsets and making memories with new people? He doesn’t seem like someone that has the chance for such. Or is he cozied up in some quiet corner, pouring his heart and soul into a new project? The questions swirl around in my head like a vortex, each one leading to more and more scenarios. I imagine him laughing with old friends, making new ones, and maybe even meeting someone special who gets to see and enjoy the stern, charming side of him that I've grown so fond of. The though
AXELI had returned to the Moon Light Pack's territory, determined to get justice for the heinous act that an asshole had been committed against me. The pack's healer, had taken me under her wing and shared some valuable tips on how to catch the perpetrator. With her guidance, I felt a sense of empowerment and determination wash over me.words echoed in my mind as I walked through the forest, the moonlight casting eerie shadows on the trees. "The key to catching this individual lies in understanding their motivations and patterns," she had said. "You must be vigilant and observant, paying attention to every detail, no matter how small it may seem."I took her advice to heart, my senses on high alert as I navigated the familiar terrain. I noticed the way the trees creaked in the wind, the sound of distant howling, and the faint scent of damp earth. Every detail was etched into my memory, and I was determined to use this information to track down the jerk who had done me wrong.As I wal
ELIANALife had spiraled out of control, descending into a chaotic mess that seemed to worsen with each passing day. But the most unbearable part was the weight of Axel's disdain, a palpable force that pierced my very soul. It wasn't as though we had ever been close or even particularly fond of each other; in fact, I had always gotten the sense that he tolerated me at best.Yet, there was something about the way he looked at me now that was different. The disdain had always been there, simmering just below the surface, but now it had erupted into full-blown hatred. His eyes, once perhaps just cold or indifferent, now burned with an intensity that made my skin crawl. Every glance was like a dagger to the heart, a reminder that I had somehow managed to incur his wrath.As I navigated the treacherous landscape of our relationship, I couldn't help but wonder what had triggered this shift. Had I unknowingly crossed a line? Had something I did or said sparked this fierce animosity? The ques
ElianaI wasn't expecting it to happen so fast, but suddenly I was being called out of the maid's quarters and told my clothes were ready for me. I had felt a little bit of excitement when I was told about the event, but now? I didn’t even know what I was feeling. "Thanks," I said to the stranger who handed me the clothes. I didn't recognize his face, but his eyes crinkled slightly at the corners as he smiled faintly, a brief, enigmatic smile that vanished almost as soon as it appeared.The interaction left me with a sense of the intricate power dynamics at play within Axel's mansion; it was clear that information was tightly controlled, and I was only privy to what he deemed necessary for me to know, a subtle reminder of my place within the hierarchy.The realization dawned on me that I was merely scratching the surface, and there were countless unknowns waiting to be uncovered, like hidden chapters in a story I was still trying to understand.I only knew what I was allowed to.The
ElIANA I trudged back to the maid's quarters, my head bowed and heart heavy with thoughts that clouded my mind. “Eliana, I've been looking all over for you!” I heard the familiar voice and lifted my head to find Sarah standing there, her face beaming with a bright smile. Her charming smile was meant to reassure me, but the turmoil brewing inside me was too intense, all I could manage was a forced smile. I was sure she could see right through my fake smile, but who could blame me for trying? “Is everything alright, Sarah?” I asked, raising an eyebrow in slight confusion, since we'd just parted ways and now she was saying she'd been looking for me. “Oh, nothing's wrong,” she said with a gentle tone, I just thought I'd check in on you before heading out for my daily duties. But when I realized you weren't in your room, I started looking for you.” Her words were accompanied by a warm smile, still radiating kindness, as she stood there with an air of genuine concern. Despite the warm
ELIANAI felt heartbroken. The weight of unrequited feelings and unresolved emotions settled in, making it hard to breathe. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I struggled to process the depth of my sorrow. It wasn't just about the end of a role or a chapter in my life; it was about the connection I had felt with him, the longing for something more. The ache within me seemed to echo through every part of my being, a poignant reminder of what could never be.He wasn’t my lover, but it felt like a breakup. The emotions swirling inside me were a jumbled mix of grief, loss, and yearning. Though we'd never been romantically involved, the connection I'd felt with him had run deep. Now, it seemed like that connection was severed, leaving me feeling bereft and disoriented. The sense of emptiness was palpable, as if I'd lost something precious. I struggled to put into words the depth of my feelings, but the pain was undeniable.I couldn’t understand this. The emotions swirling inside me
ELIANA"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice sharp with suspicion. I dropped what I was holding immediately, my heart racing as I tried to think of an explanation. My hands instinctively went to my sides, trying to appear nonchalant. "Just, uh, just looking around," I stammered, hoping my response seemed innocent enough. Axel's eyes narrowed, his gaze darting to the object that had fallen from my hands. I held my breath, praying that he wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary. But as his eyes met mine again, I couldn't shake the feeling that he saw right through me.My heart was beating fast, pounding in my chest like a drum. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, making my hands shake slightly. I tried to calm myself down, taking a deep breath and attempting to steady my nerves. But it was hard to relax when Axel's piercing gaze was fixed on me, his eyes seeming to bore into my very soul. I forced a smile, hoping to appear nonchalant, but I could feel the ten
ELIANAThere was a loud knock on the door, interrupting me from the sleep I almost had, and I felt a jolt of surprise and irritation. The knock was insistent, demanding attention, and it seemed to shatter the fragile peacefulness of the moment. I had been drifting off, my eyelids growing heavy, my mind slowly unraveling the threads of consciousness. But the knock came, abrupt and unannounced, like a sudden storm on a calm sea. I groggily got up, my movements slow and reluctant, and made my way to the door, wondering who could be visiting at this hour. The knock came again, louder and more insistent, and I quickened my pace, my heart beating slightly faster in anticipation. Who could it be? A friend, a stranger, or perhaps someone with news? The possibilities swirled in my mind as I reached the door and hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before opening it to face whatever lay on the other side. The uncertainty was palpable, and I steeled myself for what was to come, my hand r
ELIANA"Thank you very much," I said to her. She smiled and nodded, seeming to accept my gratitude. I felt a sense of appreciation for her willingness to share information with me, even if it was limited. The conversation had left me with more questions than answers, but I was determined to learn more. I stood up, and she followed suit, our eyes meeting in a brief moment of understanding. "I will go and freshen up now, I will meet you later," I said to her, and once again expressed my heartfelt gratitude for the delectable meal she had prepared, "and thank you for the extraordinary culinary experience, the flavors were sublime, the presentation was impeccable, and the warmth with which you served it was truly touching, I'm deeply appreciative of the effort and care you put into cooking such a wonderful meal, it's a pleasure to dine with someone as hospitable as yourself, and I look forward to reciprocating the kindness in the near future, thank you for the food, it was a treat for t
ELIANA"Hey, Emily," Sarah greeted Emily with a warm smile. Emily's eyes flicked to Sarah, and she returned the greeting, but her gaze quickly snapped back to me. I could sense a mix of emotions crossing her face - surprise, curiosity, and maybe a hint of wariness. It was clear that she hadn't expected to see me here, and I wondered what she was thinking. Sarah seemed oblivious to the tension, chatting with Emily about her day and what she'd missed. I stood there, feeling a bit like a spectator, as Emily's eyes continued to dart between Sarah and me, her expression a mask of polite interest. But I knew that beneath the surface, she was probably wondering the same thing I was - what was going on, and what did it mean for us to be roommates?Emily smiled at Sarah. "Hi," Emily said, her greeting warm and friendly. But when I greeted her, she didn't respond to me. Instead, she seemed to freeze, her smile faltering for a moment as her eyes met mine. It was as if she was choosing her respon
ELIANA"When is it?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as I leaned in slightly, eager to know the details of the alpha's annual ceremony and what it might entail, especially given the intrigue and importance surrounding such an event."Tonight," he replied, his voice low and smooth, the word hanging in the air like a promise or a warning, leaving me to wonder what the night would bring and what lay in store for me at the alpha's annual ceremony.Alphas and their Lunas were going to be present, I remembered always begging Gabriel to let me go along with him, to be a part of that world where power and prestige walked hand in hand. But he never agreed, always saying it wasn't important for me to be there, that my presence wouldn't add any value to the proceedings. The memory stung, a mixture of frustration and longing that I couldn't shake off. Why had he been so adamant about keeping me away? Was it truly because he thought I wouldn't be interested, or was there something more to it? The que
ELIANAConfusion clouded my mind as I struggled to piece together the fragments of what was happening. Everything seemed to be shifting, like sand slipping beneath my feet, leaving me unsteady and unsure of what came next.Axel was being extremely nice, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. His words were laced with kindness, and his smile seemed genuine, but I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his sudden change than met the eye.It wasn't as if he was the same person who looked at me with rage in his eyes just a few days ago. The memory of that intense glare still lingered, making his current niceness feel like a carefully crafted facade, one that could shatter at any moment.I was certain of what I saw in his eyes - a depth of emotion that seemed almost raw, a flicker of something intense and unspoken that left me wondering what lay beneath his tough exterior, and whether I'd ever get to see the real him.It was warmth, it was soft and kind - a gentle contrast to t