***Two days ago, In America“I can’t kill her. Please, Trajan, you need to stop this.” Grace held on tight to Trajan.And he pushed her off his body, shouting. “GET OUT!”Grace studied her fated mate, Trajan, and wondered why he was too consumed with being Alpha King. It was as if he lived to be just that. He breathed, slept, and walked, only to find a way to be Alpha King and nothing else mattered. This was so unlike any werewolf that ever existed. He is the first person in Grace’s whole life who has met his fated mate, and his fated mate wasn't a priority.Grace worried something was wrong with him because no werewolves could control themselves with a mate attraction, but he did so well even without trying hard.Everything Trajan did to her made her want to die. It was so painful, and she wanted it all to stop. Her wolf always encouraged her to forgive him.Her wolf believed he would come around sometime. “My love…I don’t know yet how to do spells. I love being a werewolf and alt
“A long time ago, all was right with the world. Prosperity and peace filled the days. The four strongest immortal species. “Werewolves, weredragons, witches, and vampires lived amongst each other in peace and harmony. “Great respect was offered to the weredragons and werewolves. Because apart from being able to walk in their human form during the day and night. “They had the power to shapeshift into their counterparts’ wolves and dragons. The weredragons got their power from the sun. “And the werewolves got their power from the moon. The dragons were strongest in daylight. And the wolves got stronger too as the day ended. “Among the four races with predominate power, the witches held a special place. For centuries, the witches were the defenders of humanity. “They kept everyone, including humans, with no superpowers, in check. They uphold ancient vows of non-interference between the two sworn enemies. “The sworn enemies before the beginning of time were and still are were
The tour guide showed Xendy his travel itinerary, which showed the places his agent had suggested visiting. He wanted a forest tour or something like that now. The Zanzibar Land Animal Park (ZALA) was the only thing close to what he wanted. They agreed to start out there. As they got to the main gate, the first scent to hit him was cloves, and he looked for the plant that produced that mouthwatering smell. There was no tree up close and his eyes darted around only to see the caged lizards, snakes, and all other animals on display behind the separation wire. And he let out a frustrated growl which alerted his tour guide. The smell came not from there; what was his wolf thinking? He got out of the taxi and walked in to explore the park and see if he could find a place where he could shift and let his wolf take over. Just when he was ready to cross the ZALA junction and walk into the park, he saw a bird running, trying to flee away. Someone who looked like the leader was commanding
Xendy had searched for his mate all over the world for the last century with no success. On every continent, he paid a visit, and he came out empty. His mate situation had led him to travel to the far end of America. Running away from a tragedy he called life, he did not want to see the look on his pack member's faces when he completely turned human and be stripped of the Alpha title. He failed his pack. And he had come to terms that he would no longer be. He would no longer be there for his pack members to protect them. He failed his people and now Yendy was playing tricks on him. He called a mere bird a peacock, 'Their mate'. Xendy felt sad at the turn of events. How can a bird be his Luna? How could this bird be their partner for life and soulmate? How can this bird that is not human or werewolf or any other supernatural being complete them and make them whole again? Bring their life back from the crutches of death that are now swallowing them bit by bit completely. His endi
After fainting again. Iyya woke up for the second time again. This time she woke up to the sounds of Park Rangers communicating. Not to her expectations and weirdly enough. The animal had not killed her. She was still being held in the same position by the gigantic wolf on its chest. How?! And why?! Animals do not serve their meals. What was the wolf waiting for? Out of instinct, she crouched into a defensive position. Putting up the last fight left in her. Pushing her nails and feathers into the wolf's fur to pinch its skin. She was trying to free herself in the only way she saw how. But it was all useless. The animal didn't budge. It's like it didn't feel pain. She believed her time was up and the wolf would sink its claws and tear her apart any moment now; there was nothing more she could do, so she went limp waiting. But weirdly, the wolf looked at Iyya with a quick eye that warned her of what was happening. Like a human would. She turned her head to scan the area. She wa
At the view of what was happening, Iyya questioned herself about why she was stupid enough to make this choice of siding with a wild animal. Forgetting she was all ready to die a few minutes earlier. Deep in her mind, somewhere and somehow, after she woke up and was still alive, held protectively in the wolf's hands, she had started to trust this wild wolf. Which was weird even for her. She was always scared of wild animals. To be in this scenario made no sense. But nothing made sense in her life, anyway. It was the only rope she could hold on to right now. She still adamantly hesitated in her mind. It was impossible to trust anyone again. She had promised herself not to entertain these kinds of feelings after her stepmom. Being lost in her mind, she almost lost a bit of her balance on the wolf. And reality hit her again. After a bullet almost hit her in the neck. Iyya as usual, involuntarily started to recite her survival words. It was like a ritual to call for help in her head t
The on-repeat dream of the last conversation she had with her late mother made it hard for Iyya to keep asleep. Iyya was up already. And the day had finally ended, and it was now nighttime, and she did not want to close her eyes anymore. The last conversation she had with her late mother was going to come back again in her sleep. It scared her so much. She thought it was way better to stay awake than to sleep again. She was up looking at the sky. Mesmerized by the midnight sky, with the wolf sound asleep beside her. Suddenly, she heard movements. Looking to the side. She then saw torch lights moving closer and coming in their way. The Park Rangers had found them. With fear clouding her, she pinched the wolf through its fur using her claws. To wake the wolf up. Just what she expected from this wolf. That she now knew to be as much a human as she was. When the wolf shot, its eyes opened. Looking straight at the torchlight, moving closer. The wolf hurriedly picked her up. Put her b
Iyya pushed away the memory of the last conversation she had with her mother. It was not doing her any good at the moment. And she put all her concentration on a one-in-a-million opportunity that had presented itself to her. On second thought, maybe she shouldn't have done that. The human in front of Iyya was fully naked and blessed. When Iyya realized she was checking him out, she shifted her eyes away as quickly as possible. Embarrassed that she was brushing inside, his body looked so perfect, like he worked out every day, with ripped muscles, and a bit of hair all over his body. His face was covered with a good-looking beard around his pointed jawline. Then there were those red-ripped lips that hunted Iyya's mind. Even after Iyya had shifted her gaze away. If she wasn't Iyya, a woman in peacock form, she would be on the run for her life because this wasn't normal. Iyya raised her eyes again to meet his eyes. She needed to know if he still wanted to save her as he had done or i