Alpha Marcus understood his responsibilities as a leader and was too aware of how he ended up becoming the alpha of the emerald pack to let them suffer in the end. Despite the history between him and Dimitri, he knew he couldn't allow personal feelings to interfere with his duty to protect the Emerald Pack. The safety and well-being of his pack members were his top priorities.As the days passed following the loss of the moonstone, Marcus began to explore the doubts he had been harboring about Dimitri for a while now. For some time he had watched and observed Dimitri’s aloofness about the matters concerning his pack and all that had been happening to other packs in recent times. He questioned how often he had traveled out of Emerald pack when all the atrocities happened. He discreetly asked pack members he trusted to gather more information about Dimitri's recent activities. Any sign of suspicious behavior would need to be addressed immediately.Alpha Marcus consulted with the elders

DIMITRI'S RETURNThe heavy wooden door to Alpha Marcus's office swung open, and Beta Chris stepped inside. Alpha Marcus who was engrossed in paperwork, looked up, his brows knitting together at the urgency in Chris's expression."He's back," Chris's voice carried a mix of surprise and concern as he delivered the news."Back?" Marcus's confusion was palpable, his gaze fixed on Chris. "Who are you talking about?""Dimitri," Chris's response hung in the air, a weighty implication in that single word. He took a step closer to Marcus's desk, his expression somber."Dimitri?" Marcus's mind raced, he had not expected him to return now.Chris nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, Dimitri. He arrived just a few minutes ago, and from what I've heard, he's in pretty bad shape."Marcus's brows furrowed, his curiosity piqued by the unexpected development. Dimitri's return expected but the news of his state was something else altogether."What happened to him?" Marcus's voice was laced with genuin

REGRETSThe room became very quiet, and the question was left hanging in the air. The air in the room felt tense, and Austin started to feel his hands getting sweaty."Dimitri wants it," the rogue leader shouted loudly, breaking the silence in the room. The words echoed around the small office. The seriousness of the situation was easy to feel, and the urgency of the request made Austin feel scared. “I want it here on my table as soon as possible, you are fully aware of the consequences of delaying me.” He barked.Austin rose from the chair with a heavy heart, his movements slow and defeated. The suffocating weight of unease and foreboding clung to him, making it hard to shake off the sense of impending disaster. As he left the office, each step carried the burden of the rogue leader's demand.Returning to the quarters that had been designated for him and his fellow exiles, he entered the room that was now his temporary refuge. As soon as he entered the room, he locked the door behind

BLAME GAMEA heavy atmosphere hung over the Shadow Pack like a dense storm cloud, casting an unmistakable sense of unease and uncertainty. The usually vibrant pack grounds seemed to have dulled as if the very air held a weight that pressed down on everyone's shoulders.The once-lively chatter that had once filled every corner of the territory had now dwindled into hushed whispers that seemed to hang heavy in the air. The vibrant energy that used to flow freely among the pack members had now been replaced by an almost palpable tension. It was as if an invisible veil of uncertainty had been draped over their lives.Gone were the carefree laughter and conversations that used to resonate through the pack grounds. Instead, the members now exchanged cautious glances, their eyes betraying their inner turmoil. Each step seemed to be accompanied by a weight that pressed down on their shoulders, a constant reminder of the absent moonstone and the darkness it had brought with it. The once-bustli

GOING TO THE LAKE FOR ANSWERSThe accusations bore down on Amanda's shoulders like a relentless force, a burden that seemed to increase with every passing moment. Each accusation was a heavy stone, added one by one to an already towering pile that threatened to crush her spirit. The missing moonstone had become a catalyst for doubt and suspicion, casting a shadow not just over the pack, but over her very being.Every sidelong glance, every hushed whisper, every raised eyebrow felt like another stone being placed atop the pile. Amanda had always carried the responsibility of leadership with determination, but this was different. These accusations were not just about her leadership abilities; they struck at the core of her integrity and trustworthiness. They questioned her loyalty to the pack, her dedication to their well-being, and her very identity as an alpha.In moments of solitude, Amanda's thoughts turned to the lake that had once been a place of serenity and reflection. She found