The Pureblood Luna And Her Protector

RANDELLE’S POVA sharp pain in my heart caused my eyes to fly open in fright and shock. My body was shaking tremendously due to how cold I felt and for a moment I couldn’t see what was before me. My chest rose and fell so fast as if I had been running a marathon race and my eyes narrowed due to how dizzy I was. But then it was due to the fear that I was overwhelmed with.At the same time, the sound of hilarious laughter mixed with mockery flowed into my ears and I managed to focus my eyes on what was before me. Rico’s face came into view and I gasped in shock and fear as he waved a knife at my face, ready to slash it at my face.“Ahh!” I screamed in fear at the sight of the sharp and scary knife. My eyes became clear instantly and my head snapped to look all around. I spotted Eva standing in the corner, with a knife as well. In the next second, I looked down at myself to see that I was stark naked, tied to a pole while I sat on the bare floor.Shame overwhelmed me and I wanted to dig

For days, I had been locked up in prison without food or water. I hadn’t seen daylight in days and for the first time in my life, I knew how important the light the Goddess blessed us with was. However, if Rico thought he could keep me here and I would rot, then he was delusional.I was a pureblood, a breed that could withstand anything. I wouldn’t die just from not eating but even at that, I wanted to get out of prison so bad. I thought of tearing out the iron doors from their hinges but that would be a total waste strength. If I escaped from prison that way, it might kick up an unrest, one that I would be buried in. Deep down, I knew I didn’t have power over the Pack yet to go against Rico.More days passed but I anticipated help from my father. He knew I wasn’t guilty of impersonation or misleading the people. I expected him to stand up for me since he knew who I was but then he never showed up. Was I abandoned once again?At the same time, I wanted to know how Jeremy was doing. W

RandelleThe scent of pine and rain-soaked earth surrounded us as Jeremy and I ventured deeper into the forest. He guided us with sure footsteps, having traversed this path before in his mysterious past. My hand was clasped in his, our fingers interlaced. With him as my anchor, I followed willingly, curiosity rising within me.Up ahead, the trees parted to reveal a clearing bathed in moonlight. A large bonfire crackled at its center, flames dancing and popping, sending sparks swirling up toward the inky night sky. Surrounding the fire were perhaps two dozen people - werewolves - chatting, laughing, and embracing one another like old friends.I drew in a sharp breath, overwhelmed by the scene. After a lifetime in my father's traditional pack, this casual community was entirely foreign. Sensing my hesitation, Jeremy gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "Welcome to the Freeway Pack," he said, pride resonating in his voice. Before I could respond, a tall, slender man with kind eyes and silver

Randelle The earthy aroma of chamomile filled the crisp morning air as I took a long sip of the steaming herbal tea. Across from me, Jeremy stared pensively out at the sunrise, his eyes clouded with a mixture of sadness and steely determination."Alright, enough vague hints," I said, setting my mug down on the weathered wooden table with a thud. "You've been making want to know how you find Freeway pack. I want the full truth, Jeremy. No more joking, spill it out." He turned to meet my gaze, his expression guarded. "You're right. It's time I told you everything." He paused, carefully considering his words. "Our past lives were...complicated. A twisted entanglement of love, betrayal, power struggles. The dreams have unlocked those buried memories for me. Vivid scenes, emotions that don't belong to this lifetime."I leaned forward, curiosity swirling within me. "Go on. I'm listening."He took a deep breath before continuing, his voice low and heavy with meaning. "In our past lives, Ri

Randelle's POV: The looming challenge weighed heavy on my mind as Jeremy and I left Kieran's misty glen. Luthien, the formidable direwolf, awaited me at the canyon's end. My determination flickered like a fragile flame in the wind. We journeyed east in tense silence at first. Kieran's words echoed in my thoughts - "subdue Luthien." Finally I voiced the question that had been gnawing at me. "What exactly did Kieran mean by 'subdue' her?" I asked Jeremy. "He wasn't very clear about what I need to do." Jeremy glanced at me, his tawny eyes reflecting a mix of concern and steadfast confidence in my ability. "It means you'll need to establish complete dominance over Luthien," he explained. "Prove that you are the alpha, the one fully in control. She's no ordinary beast, Randelle." His words sent a chill through me. Luthien was more than just a wolf - she was a primal force of nature. And I would have to conquer her ferocity and power. We stretched into tense, planning-filled nig