When the Moon Goddess intervenes in the Blowing Horn pack, Alpha Kelvin's memories are restored, leading him to Aria, the lone wolf who holds the key to breaking his ancient curse. But as he returns to reclaim his place and his heart, the treacherous Alpha Ryder watches with envy and malice, determined to claim Aria for himself and stir up a war between the packs. Can Kelvin and Aria overcome their past and unite against the coming storm, or will the curse consume them all?
View MoreAlpha Kelvin grabbed my arms, his eyes glowing with a sense of belonging. He stared into my face for a while and as I turned to him, he uttered whatever was in his mind. “I've been waiting for this very moment where both of us will be together.” He started, blinking at me with a spark of eagerness. “Mother Elara, are you there?”“I was following her…” I turned back again, trying to locate Elara. “I want to see Aria privately.” Alpha Kelvin added, his voice now deeper as of he became surer of something than he was, earlier. “Can you spare me some time? We both need to talk about the circumstances surrounding my pack.”“No problem,” Elara whispered, her voice still a bit audible anyway. “Just make sure you reach me if you feel anything is troubling you.” I felt possessive instantly, my heart beating for the Alpha King—he was before me, attractive and showing no sign of ill fate, or curse. “We'll summon you if we need you, Mother Elara.” “Very good…” Elara concluded, leaving that sid
Alas! A vibration. Not just a warning, I thought.Maybe danger loomed the atmosphere, casting thick shadows on the terrain of the woods.“Gwhh!!” The sound was a noise, like an explosion, despite the audibility as it became clearer to me. My ears deeply tingled from the cold air, leaving my heart at a panting state. No words left my mouth. No way out of the commotion. The voice was thick, harsh, and overwhelming. I just had to stop on the way. My own heart leaped, not from fear so much, but from the sudden, firm voice that cut through the terror. It was Alpha Kelvin's voice, familiar even in the face of terror.“Aria! It's the bell…” Elara suggested, her eyes meeting mine. “But, I can hear someone's voice.” Elara didn't realize it was the Alpha King yet. Having yelled out my name, she blinked in shock at the bell and then at Alpha Kelvin's question. She hadn't even fully taken in my transformation into a wolf, something that now seemed trivial in the wake of this new, collecti
Darkness. And, repeated noises filled the entire space. Growls, snarling wolves and rising inner wolves. The sound was a mixture of news and a fight—the rustle just didn't stop. And, before I could look around to hold Elara even more tightly, she was nowhere to be found. Even the wolves posted as guards for the area, where I was, were gone. Alone.Not only that, I was face to face with danger. It was smiling at me with heaviness and my heart was breaking into pieces, bit by bit. Swiftly, I changed my posture, my body still shivering as I raised my feet. “Mother Elara…” I managed to call her but my voice was fading, almost wearing away. A bang!The clash of swords and spears was what I heard afterwards, making me freeze. I stood stiff unconsciously as darkness suddenly spread over the land. I wasn't in any way close to Amelia. She was at the pack garden and it was a distance from here. Nothing I could do. Then, again, my wolf rose inside of me, my eyes glaring with a strange li
“Why are you still alive?” The rogue threatened me, kicking me with a curiously burning fury. I stood mute. My wolf bounced from the right to the left in my mind, casting me into a dazed state, my body growing numb. “Won't you speak up?” The other rogue charged, his voice louder than the first, commanding too. “I give you two minutes to pour out what is in your mind. What's your plan against that… pack?” Two minutes. The rogues could do anything. I already learnt about them. Not only power provoked their hunting battle. Now, they were seeking after my life—to take it—and to turn Alpha Alpha Kelvin into a poor, lone wolf. “I do not know what you are talking about yet.” I spoke up, breathing with cold tiredness and fright. “What are you asking me?” “You're a fool!” The first one blurted, gripping my arms tightly with his hands as he stood there, beside me. They must indeed be real enemies. None of them looked like a disguised wolf from my pack. “Why exactly are you after the
I had to delay my meeting with Tala—whom everyone called Amelia, the new, young wolf female. Mother Elara had summoned me. I didn't notice when she started to leave for the pack office until I heard her faint voice, when she was a bit near. “Just be with me in the next twenty minutes…” She whispered, carefully walking with slow steps. “I'll be awaiting you.” As usual, the dawn was already here, as the morning birds resumed their chirps, the melody of their songs soothing my thought-rustling mind like medicine. There were things to do. And, those thoughts bubbled like foam in my heart. But I stood calm. I smiled, uttered some words to myself and stomped my foot on Amelia's foot mat as I reached her room. “Oh…” I said, knocking the door of her room loudly. “Amelia, are you there…? Mother Elara, where should I meet you?” “At the pack office.” Elara added, her voice fading as she walked into another distance. “I will talk with you at the back, right there…” “Yes?” Amelia's voice r
Kelvin's pov The Blowing horn pack fit Amelia like a glove, at least most times it did. When she thought no one was looking, she'd stare into the distance like something–someone–was calling for her. It only lasted for a second then she was all smiles again and my chest would cave in. What could I do to truly make her want to stay? I needed her to stay…the moon goddess had led me to her, she was my only hope to finally be free of… “Alpha Kelvin,” Elara’s youthful and motherly voice sliced through my incoming headache as she walked in with a plate holding three scrumptious sandwiches. I'd been holed up in my office all day and hadn't gotten the chance to even think about food. “Thanks, Elara…” one bite was enough to tell me that she didn't make the sandwich. It wasn't bad–just different. She noticed my curiosity before I even voiced it. “Amelia made the sandwiches,” “She did?” I said taking a bigger bite, suddenly they tasted even better than before. “She did,” Elara affirmed
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