The First of Her Kind

In the darkness below, Amani's vision was limited without her wolf. She relied solely on the keen wolf vision of her companions to guide her way.“Have the rest of the packs arrived? Who is standing at our side?” Selene’s voice pierced the darkness.“We stand alone,” Darius’s response echoed solemnly.Amani detected a tremble in Darius’ tone, a hint of fear that she had never heard from him before.“So, the other packs haven’t arrived yet?” Amani sought clarification.“No, my lady, what I mean is…” Darius paused to wipe the sweat from his forehead. “They have all come to join the Royal Kingdom in our attack.”The two women couldn’t stifle their gasps of horror, their breath catching in their throats as the grim reality unfolded before them. It was now painfully clear why Amani had been plagued with a sense of foreboding. Perhaps it had been a premonition of the massacre that awaited them.“They were never interested in a party…” Darius’s voice was heavy with dread. “…This is an exterm

When Amani awoke once again, she found herself in a magnificent and luxurious bedroom, a space truly befitting royalty. The bed enveloped her in its grandeur, and she found comfort in the soft, exquisite silk sheets beneath her. Instantly, she recognized her surroundings - she had been brought to the Royal Palace. As she attempted to sit up, a sharp, searing pain shot through her body, causing her to wince in discomfort. Taking a moment to steady herself, Amani noticed that she was adorned in a pristine white nightgown, her arms revealing the remnants of scars that marred her skin. Though they appeared to be in the process of healing, their presence still startled her. Her broken hand, now securely bandaged, offered some relief, but she knew it would take time for it to fully mend. Suddenly, a gentle knock at the door shattered the silence, jolting Amani from her thoughts. Without hesitation, a plump, middle-aged woman entered the room, her warm and caring presence filling the space.

"My Prince," a woman's voice called out softly. Steph gracefully entered his chambers, draped in a luxurious red silk robe. Steph was truly a stunning she-wolf, with her long, flowing blonde hair, captivating blue eyes, and a figure that could make any heart skip a beat. Malakai had indulged in pleasure with her body on multiple occasions. Of all the she-wolves he bedded, Steph knew she was his favorite. Nobody could satisfy the Prince quite like she could. Malakai had long given up on his search for his mate, abandoning all hope of finding the one destined to be his. Following his first shift, his father hosted countless balls, extending invitations to all the eligible young women from the neighboring packs. Yet, despite the grandeur of these gatherings, not a single one produced any favorable results. He began to believe that his mate was either dead or, even worse, a rogue. With this in mind, he discarded any reservations and indulged his primal desires with any willing woman wh

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the towering windows of the Royal Palace, casting a warm glow on Amani's face as she slept soundly in her bed. She stirred from her slumber as Maggie entered her chambers, gracefully carrying a tray filled with a delicious breakfast."Good morning," Maggie greeted with a bright smile, crossing the room to place the tray on the table.Usually, Amani would ignore Maggie's morning greetings, but today was different. A sense of warmth for the old woman was beginning to awaken within her. "Good morning," Amani responded, surprising Maggie who glanced over to confirm it was indeed her speaking."I brought your breakfast," Maggie said, her voice tinged with a hint of caution. "I would strongly advise you to eat it unless you want an angry Alpha barging in here."With a gentle stretch, Amani sat up and slowly made her way to the table. She realized it was in her best interest to enjoy her meal and avoid the return of the formidable Prince."

Amani didn't bother to knock when she arrived at Malakai's chambers; she simply strode right in. There he was, seated at his desk with his Beta, Archer, across from him. Perhaps, she was interrupting an important meeting, but she couldn't care less. Both of them turned their heads in surprise as she entered the room."I need to speak with you," she stated assertively. "It's important."Malakai gave Archer a subtle nod, signaling for him to make his exit. Archer rose from his seat and approached Amani, offering her a respectful bow. "My Lady."Once Archer had left the room, Malakai stood up and closed the distance between himself and Amani. "Is something the matter?" He inquired, concern visible in his eyes.Amani's eyes roamed over his shirtless physique, marveling at his god-like build. Her gaze trailed from his well-defined biceps to his chiseled chest, finally resting on his perfectly sculpted abs. He truly was a sight to behold.Unable to resist, her gaze ventured downward and she