You patiently waited in silence, feigning sleep, desperately hoping that the Alpha and his son would eventually depart. Determined to keep your true wakefulness a secret, you resolved not to give them any indication of your awareness. Thoughts raced through your mind as you formulated a plan: "I'll wait until they're gone and then carefully make my escape. But, above all, I hope Michael is alright." With utmost concentration, you shifted your attention solely to regulating your breaths, maintaining composure amidst the tense situation."Do you happen to know if Michael is still asleep?" you hear the Alpha inquire.Perplexed by the question, his son chuckles and asks, "Why are you asking me? Father, you can simply link your mind with his guard." Asserting his point."I entrusted you with the responsibility of overseeing the guards." Frustrated by the situation, the Alpha lets out an exasperated sigh and proceeds to establish a mental connection with the guard in charge of Michael himse
"I will go find the Alpha and ask for his advice," Elle says and leaves. You notice that she left the door open and begin to wonder if you should try to leave as well. Contemplating your decision, you walk towards the door and cautiously step right through."Perhaps I can come with you?" you call after Elle, hoping to lend a helping hand."I am not your keeper," Elle responds, allowing you a moment to catch up.You both continue walking in silence, allowing Elle to take the lead. Passing each door, you turn your head in anticipation, searching for any sign of Micheal."What are you doing out of your rooms?" Johnathan questions with a stern tone as the two of you unexpectedly cross paths in the hallway of the packhouse."I am looking for your father," Elle politely responds, explaining her purpose."He's in a meeting," Johnathan says, his tone filled with frustration. "Michael managed to escape and killed two guards in the process.""Did he really? And he left without her?" Elle asks,
With a commanding tone, the alpha exclaimed, "Lock Johnathan up!"The Luna, unable to find words to express her disagreement, reluctantly shook her head. She silently obeyed and began gathering the pack members. "Everyone, shift into your animal forms, and let's get going," she ordered.The pack members quickly began to undress, preparing to shift. However, families with young children remained unchanged. Understanding the urgency of the situation, the pack members did not dare to gather their belongings.Just as they were about to depart, a hysterical laughter echoed through the air. "It is too late!" Johnathan shouted.His father, already aware of the dire situation, had hoped that they would be able to escape.An idea struck me, and I suggested, "Michael can cast a spell on them, hiding them in the woods."The Luna retorted, "They will smell them, and besides, they have more powerful shamans than Michael."The alpha, recognizing the potential value of the suggestion, responded, "It
Ellle turned to face the Lycan King with unwavering determination. "I will go with you willingly," she declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her.The Lycan King regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and respect. "You possess a rare courage, Elle," he acknowledged. "But know that your sacrifice will not go unnoticed."As Elle stepped forward to join the Lycan King, Wynn's voice cut through the tension. "Wait," he commanded, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that silenced the gathering."The time for secrecy has passed," Wynn declared, his gaze shifting to the Lycan King. "It is time for the truth to be revealed."With a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features, the Lycan King nodded in agreement.Wynn turned to face the assembled pack, his voice ringing out with authority. "Listen well, for what I am about to reveal will shake the foundations of our world."As the pack members leaned in, captivated by Wynn's words, he began to recount the ancient prophecy that ha
You grew up in a lowly Lycan Werewolf household, believing yourself to be nothing more than an Omega at the bottom of the food chain. You lived with your family on the outskirts of a town that was overrun by rogues these days. Well, I guess you can't really call them rogues because they all do answer to one, The Mafia King. He was not always a king, even though he was born with royal blood. Another royal family overthrew his family when he was still in his mother's womb. While his father, the then king, fought for his survival, she ran away. She was hunted down and forced to marry the new king and bear his children. Or was she? His mother gave birth to him just before they found her, and everyone believed she had lost the child. You, on the other hand, well, let's just say that the circumstances of your own birth weren't all sunshine and roses either, but luckily for you, you grew up with your mother, one of the wives of the same King who slaughtered the former King, your father, and
The heat wave I mentioned earlier hit you like a wall and your body reacted immediately. Invisible hands touched your body as if you were wearing nothing. You took a deep breath and try to calm your raging hormones as you walk to the building for your very first interview.You look behind you as you catch a lycan werewolf's scent, but no one is there. You walk faster, regretting wearing the high heels. Actually, you regret being outside in the first place, as you can smell several lycans. You reached the building where your interview is and struggle with the glass door as you are in a hurry to get inside, where you think you would be safe.The doorman looks at you strangely. Probably wondering what was wrong with you since the heatwave has no effect on him since he is nothing more than a human. He pushed down the crossbar and open the door for you.“Thank you,” you say out of breath, and not a moment too soon the lycans you smelled catch up with you."Don't let them in!" you say in a p
You rattle the handle, but Henry locked the door from the other side. “Open the door,” you tell him."No," you hear him gasp."Thank goodness!" you hear him say with the sound of heels on the stairs.“I'm here, honey,” says a woman's voice. You listen all day to them having sex on the other side of the door, torturing your body. You help yourself a few times, but it isn’t enough. Slowly, you feel the heat wave go away as the sun settled. You don't realize that Henry and his human woman have left the building.“Henry?” you call out, but get no answer.Yep, they left you. Just when you thought you were going to sleep on a roof overnight and pray that the heat wave doesn’t come back, the door opens."Dave!" you exclaim, happy to see him.“I'm so sorry I chased after you this morning. This bloody heat wave,” he complains, holding out his hand to you, to help you up.You and Dave were always best friends, as I mentioned earlier.“Thanks for coming to my aid,” you giggle nervously as you str
You are about to take a bath when you feel an urgent mind link. You can try to ignore it, but that will only result in a headache. There are only a few that can force themselves into your mind. Your Alpha and Luna, of course; your fated partner and a lycan with royal blood. You open your mind to receive the mind link and it turns out to be none other than Alpha Chase. “All of us must meet at the castle. The new so-called king called a meeting. Those who do not attend will be executed.' Your mother burst into your room. "This is bad! How can he call a meeting during a heat wave?!" “Mom, relax. I’m sure it’s over for now,” you try to calm her down. “You need to bathe and be quick about it,” she urges, walking into your bathroom to get the water ready. “There's no time,” you say, grabbing your favorite jacket, remembering that you'd left your tailored jacket in Henry's office. “You smell like sex. You smell like a rogue. If you show up smelling like you do… who knows what will happe