ALPHA LUIMER"Shall we begin? We don't have a lot of time," I mutter, my voice cutting through the humid silence like a blade.Justus, the last of the GreenMoonPack's bloodline, stands with clenched fists. You see, guardians always reappear from the old roots—the same pack, the same blood. You trace the past, you find the future. It was inevitable."If I do this—""I'll keep my bargain," I cut him off, my smirk a stain across my face. "Bring them in."Three are dragged in, struggling and snarling. Nathan, the Guardian from Naivasha, is among them. I’d been tracking him like a ghost in the dark, waiting for this moment."What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Nathan growls, thrashing against his binds.But I’m Alpha. And he knows what that means.I stroll forward, eyes locked, and with a single hand, I lift the girl beside him by the collar, raising her effortlessly off the ground."Perform the ritual," I bark. "Or they both die.""You're insane. We can't force—""You have no choic
ALPHA STEINHART“Don’t listen to it, son!” I roared from the sidelines, lungs burning, voice thunderous. Because hell—if there was ever a moment I was proud, this was it. Adrian—my boy, my blood—glowing like a fucking sun, his light wrapping around the beast, pinning it inside its host’s twisted body. The fakes, the possessed… all handled. Handled like a goddamn warrior.The monster—still smirking, blood dripping from the cracks of its stolen face—spat back with a laugh, “Are you sure you wanna do this?”His smile stretched unnaturally wide—vile and gleaming.“Shut up! You’re the main threat. Fuck you!” Adrian snarled, each word sharp as blade.He stepped forward, body surging with divine heat, every step cracking the ice below.“Let’s end this—”“Too bad…” the bastard chuckled darkly. “Because you should be more worried about your fucking mate.”Everything stilled.Adrian froze. The fire dimmed.“What the hell are you talking about?” he barked.“Don’t listen to him, Adrian!” I
ALPHA LUCIANThe mountain quaked again—this time, not like a tremor, but like the land itself was being torn open.A violent gush of power burst from the crater, glowing crimson red before being instantly devoured by a blue, nightmare-infused energy. It surged outward, swallowing the air, the ground, everything—a storm of dread and raw, terrifying force.The shockwave hit like a god’s breath. All of us—Alpha, Hunter, Guardian, Wolf—were hurled back, bodies slamming to the frozen earth as though gravity had tripled in an instant.Then— It roared.Not just a roar. A shrieking wail of hatred, fury, and age-old hunger that ripped through bone and marrow.Our knees buckled. Our ears screamed. And before us stood the stuff of legend turned nightmare.Seven feet tall.A colossal wolf, its skin forged like black iron, glinting with a metallic sheen. Blue glowing eyes burned like frozen stars—void of mercy, filled with wrath. Its breath steamed with shadow, and from its very core, the v
OSCARI’ve seen a lot of shitty things.Hell, I’ve done a lot of shitty things.But this? This shit was weird.Land mine goes BOOM, and instead of me getting blown to meat confetti—or you know, losing a damn leg—I open my eyes and I'm inside a damn red glowing room.The air vibrates. The ground pulses beneath my boots like a heart pumping rage."What the fuck—""What the fuck?" Luiz grumbles as he scrambles up beside me, blinking like he just got kicked out of a bad dream.Yeah, he’s here.And so is Lucy, dusting herself off, her glare matching the crimson walls around us."What the hell is going on? What is this place—" Luiz continues."Shut it!" I snap, already pissed. “Do I look like I fucking know? You think I brought us here for the view, dumbass?”I grab my gun, check the mag—fully loaded. I slide it into place with a sharp click, roll my shoulders, and light up a cigar.The scent of smoke barely masks the copper tang in the air.Bloodlust.Something else is here.Then they step
SYRAAn agonizing throb pulses behind my eyes. Like needles clawing through my skull.A high-pitched ringing shrieks in my ears—sharp, screeching—like glass grinding against bone.My body aches. My fingers twitch as sensation slowly returns. I reach up, rubbing my temples, wincing at the sting blooming across my scalp. My mind is chaos, fragments crashing into one another—gunfire… screaming… the explosion… darkness.What happened?My eyelids flutter open.Bright. White. Unforgiving.A sterile smell—bleach, chemicals, and cold metal—wafts through the air. My throat feels dry. The mattress beneath me is stiff, unfamiliar. My clothes… different. A plain white shirt and linen pants. Everything is off. Too clean. Too quiet. Where the hell am I?I turn my head—there’s a woman beside me. Dressed in grey scrubs, her face expressionless, unmoving. She stares ahead, not at me.I jerk upright.“Who the hell are you? Where am I?” I demand, my voice hoarse but firm.No response.“Where are the o
ALPHA LUMIERA grin carved its way onto my face as the full view of the Steinhart mansion emerged through the trees. Grand. Regal. Expensive. Exactly the kind of place fools think will protect them.I leaned back against the door of the armored truck, pulling a cigar from my pocket. The flame danced on the tip as I lit it, inhaling the thick burn before exhaling toward the Nairobi sky. This was too easy.“I stayed back for a reason,” I muttered under my breath. “Let Gregory enjoy the glory of Mount Kenya—I prefer something more… intimate.”Danny, my scout, crept closer, lifting his binoculars.“How is it?” I asked.“Five Alphas patrolling. Fifteen guards. She’s in the living room. Front left corner. Curtains are drawn but she hasn’t moved in minutes. Looks like she’s alone in there.” He lowered his binoculars. “They’re not expecting anything.”I chuckled darkly.“Knew they’d leave her behind—overconfident little bastards.”I turned to the truck behind me. Inside, a dozen of my finest