"WAIT, your highness!" Selena called out as Prince Killian took slow strides to search for his bodyguard.Taken aback, the prince came to a halt, spun around, and peered at the youngest Forcas who had left her unfinished meal. Dressed in a simple white t-shirt, pink above-the-knee shorts, and pink flat shoes, Selena flashed a toothy smile at him. "Did you forget your room is on the second floor?" She jogged up to him, her fiery red hair in ponytails bouncing on her shoulders. It's hard for Prince Killian to believe she's Xavier and Venom's sister for the three have such opposing personalities. The alpha is a reserved man. Venom is hypersensitive, whereas their youngest is a ball of sunshine. As a result, he mentally praised Moore Forcas and Tiana for doing an excellent job raising three fascinating shifters.Soon, Selena stopped in front of him and tilted her head up to look him straight in the eye. "So, are you lost or what?" she teased.Prince Killian ar
AT THE NORTHERN PART OF THE BLOOD MOON, between Alpha Xavier's territory and the nearby pack, a group of suspicious shifters lurked behind the thick grasses. Observing the stringent security conducted by the pack warriors. The wary onlookers waited for a few minutes, hoping for a chance to sneak inside Blood Moon, but the odds were stacked against them. The guards showed no signs of slowing down even for a brief moment. As a result, they dispersed and returned to the small cave hidden in the deepest part of the wilderness, where their leader was waiting."Report," Reese, who was chomping on a piece of meat for his late dinner, ordered as soon as he heard hasty footfalls enter his faction's temporary hideout.His men immediately positioned themselves in front of his makeshift dining table and knelt on the arid floor."Negative, boss. Blood Moon pack warriors are heavily fortifying their borders." Reese hummed, his eyes fixed on the grubs
VENOM was awakened by the birds' synchronized chirping and the crowing of the morning rooster. As soon as he opened his eyes, his body jerked up and his hands ruffled his short hair."Shit!" he muttered in a croaked voice and looked around his studio-style cabin. The sun had already risen, and its bright rays were filtering through his open windows. The door was slightly opened asserting that someone went out while he was in a slumber. His gaze darted to his mattress, which was covered with a crumpled bedsheet. Someone slept next to him, and the scents of apple, vanilla, and mint filled his nostrils as proof.A scowl tugged Venom's facial muscle as he smacked his forehead and grunted, "Damn it!" He had fallen asleep last night due to fatigue and had forgotten to join the pack warriors patrolling the borders. It was the first time he had neglected his responsibilities, and while he wanted to blame the prince for constantly bothering him, he should also repriman
(Third Person POV)RAIN was pouring like daggers to the asphalt road creating thick mists which hastily added to the frostiness of the atmosphere. The appealing scent of petrichor lingered in the air triggering nostalgia in those who got exposed to its mysticism.In the middle of the surly enchantment, an imposing man stood like a statue on the empty street near the infamous hotel in Moon Bay. Drenched in water, his white button-down shirt and black trousers hugged his scrawny structure. His eyes were closed and with the aid of the street lamps, a smug smirk tugging the corner of his lips could not be missed as he was relishing the harsh water hitting his ghostly face.A bizarre scene to watch but was shortly disrupted by three big quirks lurking in the shadows. Wearin
(Third Person POV) "WHY left the hotel's room, Prince Killian? Where's Mr. Smith?" While wiping the blood in his hands with wet tissue, Venom asked the prince. He was informed that his subject is a multi-lengua so he was as sure as hell the royal blood could understand simple questionings. The prince combed his long damp hair with his fingers and shifted on his seat. Venom darted his eyes on him and he found traces of discomfort on his face. The prince is a werewolf but with his thin frame, it's easy to tell what's troubling him. "What? You're cold?" Venom sarcastically rasped before he threw the trash in his hand out of the window, reached for the coat at the back of his car, and roughly tossed it to the prince. "Royals!" He shook his head, turned the engine of the vehicle to life, and drove off. On the flip side, Prince Killian calmly breathed the scent of the coat and covered the upper part of his body. He then leaned back and pinned his ga
(Third Person POV)"WHERE is the P-prince?" Mr.Smith asked over the phone.Venom's eyebrows furrowed as he sensed something was wrong with the attendant's voice. It was audibly wary."He's with me. I saw him outside the hotel earlier," the beta answered and asked back in an arduous tone, "Why did you leave him unattended? You know there are motherfuckers who are after him.""B-bring the prince to my resthouse. I'll... I'll send you the address," instead of responding to his concerns, Mr.Smith bade and promptly ended the call.Venom's frown deepen as his suspicion got on another level. Mr.Smith seemed to have a hard time speaking like he was out
(Third Person POV) SMITH'S resthouse came off to be an old ancestral house. If not for the new blue Audi at the parking lot, giving a sign that someone was inside, no one would dare to stop by the place in the middle of the night for the whole yard seemed haunted.Venom leaped out of the car first. He went to Killian's side and opened the door. His highness promptly but with elegance got off wearing his bodyguard's black hoodie and grey sweatpants. Using a pen he saw in the dashboard, he rolled his hair up in a bun with a few strands cascading to the side of his face.As Killian straightened his body, Venom realized his height almost reached his. He might be only two inches taller which is quite impressive for no one in Blood Moon is
(Third Person POV)REESE'S hand signal did not miss Venom's keen vigilance. His ears pricked, catching the synchronized sound of motions encircling them. Blocking any possibility of exits."Once I make an opening, you run," in a whisper, Venom told Killian before he veered to the side. Hoisting his balled fists up and separating his athletic legs, he made a potent defensive stance.Steadily, Killian sighed and stood still behind his bodyguard. The moment the assassins commence assault, it's going to be a big commotion yet he could feel the excitement rushed greater than apprehension in his veins.He already saw the second in command of Blood Moon combating earlier but he yearned for more. Not