The Nine-tailed Wolf

Phoebe’s POVThe news hit me hard as I froze. Then a sudden comfortable silence fell between them, even amidst the chaos. I stood there, struggling to breathe, feeling as if my heart was being pierced by a thousand arrows while the pack cheered for them. He reached for her hands, subconsciously, his fingers seeking her as if starved by her touch. I couldn’t rip my eyes away, even as Willow pulled him into a passionate kiss, deliberately claiming what I once thought was mine. I stumbled back, before sliding down to the ground, unable to support my own weight.“Phoebe, I know you’ve always loved Jason, but the moon goddess has her reasons,” Willow said, her fingers entwined with Jason’s. “At least, I’m a better choice.” The words replayed in my head and I forced a smile. Jason finally glanced at me and didn’t speak but his eyes said everything. I stood up and quietly walked away from the pack’s house, unable to stand their presence. Nobody noticed my departure, no one cared about the vu

Lucas’s POVI walked away from the scene, running away from the truth. The sweet smell of vanilla and honey still lingered in the air. My wolf clawed at the walls of my mind, howling loudly, “Mate! Mate! I hated the idea of being bound to someone as it was a weakness. I had sworn to break the bond, to remain free. The fact she couldn’t feel the connection between us fueled my anger. “How dare she act so oblivious?” I spat silently, my lips tightening. Looking at how she was being forced to eat that mixture made my jaw tense as I subconsciously clenched my fists. Seeing how her face went pale sent a wave of unpleasantness, feeling like tiny needles piercing through me. I wanted to rush over, stop the whole thing but the whore of a man spoke up too quickly. My mate trembled, slumping to the floor. Everything inside me screamed to move, to shield her, and carry her up like the princess she deserved to be. But Eric beat me to it. He carried her gently like she was his priceless possessio

Lucas’s POVMy eyes fluttered open, a surge of restored energy flowing through me. It felt strange, foreign, and...borrowed. My brows furrowed, my gaze unfocused, trying to make sense of my renewed strength. Tilting my head, I saw my mate and blood drained from my face. Her skin was pale with purplish-blue patches appearing on her form. The life in her eyes fading, as if her soul was withdrawn from her own body. Before I could reach her, she slumped to the ground, like a porcelain doll left in the rain. My chest tightened, feeling a suffocating pressure, like the air around me was being sucked out. With trembling hands, I picked her up, her limbs felt cold while her core was hot. “What should I do? What’s happening? Moon goddess, I beg you, don’t take her away from me. I’ll cherish and protect her for the rest of my life.” I pleaded in my head, an overwhelming hollow echo in my chest. “Just please, save her.” Low whispers followed “Dad, please, believe me. I… I didn’t do it. Don’t

Phoebe’s POV I froze, my feet rooted to the ground. The creature had big doe eyes, a contrast to its snake-like body. Its scales, vibrant, almost neon color, warning of its toxicity. It also had feathery peacock feathers that were memorizing but deadly, as the tips were razor sharp. The creature, with its two heads, each mirroring each other, accessing me. I wondered where to begin. Before I could pick up an arrow, the creature came before me, its snake-like body, moving like water. It used its body to strike me, slamming me against the cold wall. My eyes blurred, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth. I saw it—a flicker of emotion in its eyes, a hint of pity. It was as if it didn’t want to kill me but had to. Then, I noticed it, the way it kept protecting a different shade of dark feathers, realization crossing my face. My mother’s bed time stories echoed in my head: creatures could be tamed if the weakness was known. Strength wasn’t everything; wisdom was key. With renewed st

Chapter 10 : A dangerous dateLucas’s POVI froze, every muscle paralyzed, hearing the sound of the porcelain shattering on the floor. We’ve been exposed. Turning around, Phoebe’s body trembled uncontrollably like a scared puppy. My eyes swept through the surrounding, seeking for a safe sanctuary to escape the storm. The men cloaked in black became alert, turning around to our direction. They walked slowly, their footsteps heavy and deliberate. Each step made my heart race like a frantic, pounding engine. “Thud! A loud crash cut through the air in the opposite end of the room. The three men exchanged sharp glances, walking towards the other direction. A wave of relief washed over us. Phoebe took a deep breath and leaned against the cold wall. Then a figure emerge from the shadows, appearing beside me. Phoebe gasped, but I covered her mouth with my hand, silencing the sound. Looking closely, it was Phoebe’s new roommate. “The distraction won’t last for long. We need to go. Now!” She