Skylar waddled into the house, finding a plane sight with a single couch, a table, and a little TV set, and a staircase that led to the bedrooms. This was her first tune being in the secret cabin, Alpha Steve would be furious if he came to know she went in but curiosity got the better of her. She wanted to see the man for herself, eye witness was better than made-up stories. Skylar's eyes wandered up the stairs, an unknown feeling creeping to her stomach, growing while her wolf bounced up and down. Skylar's grip tightened on the basket, suddenly feeling uneasy being inside a house with a human with no fragrance.   Was he dangerous as they said? What if he was harmless, another voice rang in her head but she didn't stand there wondering any further as she decided to find out herself. Unhurriedly, she walked up the stairs, filling the house with a cracking creeping sound, which somehow made her even more nervous than she already was. Her hands felt moistened and h

Skylar sauntered into the packhouse, an empty basket in her grip. She went vertical to the kitchen, setting it aside, and turned to leave but came face to face with the face of her brother. She tugged dazed. "A werewolf is never a quarry Skylar, what's on your mind?" He crossed his hands over his chest, giving her a desolate look, which seem pessimistic in Skylar's eyes. Did he find out...? Skylar shook her head. She didn't think so. "I'm fine. It's nothing to worry about" Her smiled dithered, he noticed but chose to slur over. "Has Alpha Peete replied?" She looked at him, watched him nod at her question before sighing, Skylar knew it was not good. "Come, we'll talk in my office" he turned and walked out. Skylar tailed her brother back to his office and sat down when he went to his seat behind the desk. An ancestry passed from father to son, as he would pass his stance to his son

Skylar is missing! That was the first thing Shailyn heard waddling out from her bedchamber, rubbing her eyes while trying to get the somnolence out from her. She stared around in perplexity, watching as wolves raced passed her, hagriding the whole mansion with their loud and enormous steps. "Why are these pups so vociferous at this time of the morning" she continued rubbing her eyes as she walked down the stairs to the living room, in a pair of orange pajamas, matching her hair color. Her lenient legs carried her over to the empty kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water while running footsteps continued to disturb the house till Shailyn saw the pup known as Natalie walked into the kitchen, facial expressions twirled in distress, Shailyn chose to ignore her and gulped down her water. But Natalie halted when she saw the fairy, being so relaxed unlike everyone else. "Skylar is missing, do you know where she is?" She decid

He surveyed their face from where he sat, courtly in a chair, inhabiting the office as if it belonged to him. Dissipating and marrying every corner of the space with his dark aura, dark energy peeking from part of his body, his majestical black attire swept the floor, combusted with black mist while his dark, soulless eyes gored through their face. From his seat, he could scent the terror raging from their bodies, which they tried so hard to conceal. He smirked, he was going to have leisure plaguing their poor souls. "Former Luna of Crystal heart pack, step forward" he called out blankly. Esme shared side glances with her husband and son before stepping forward, her heart thumping extremely fast, everyone could hear it and the anxiety that owned her, her hands sweated as she clasped them before her, inhaling the dark energy causing her knees to weaken. She had always been one of those wolves who couldn't handle this man'

Skylar screeched as she was strongly heaved by the ear, she whimpered as she was dragged into the packhouse by her mom, as a werewolf, her ears were susceptible to bustle and sting. "You can a lot of deciphering to do lady" Esme let go of her daughter's ear as they reached the living room, Steve and the others came next a second later, all with polling utterances. Skylar sighed. «Flashback» He held her by the waist and pulled her forth, their body's coming concurrently. Skylar got relinquished in his sliver orbs, failing to notice how his hand went down to her wrist, slowly taking off her bewitched bracelet. Hastily, her definitive and dominant pheromones filled the room, Karam breathe in a handful of it, Skylar only noticed when her scent permeated her nose. She darted down at her hand to find the bracelet gone. She glanced back at him to find him staring down at her calmly.