AUDREY'S POVMornings were my worst moments. I dreaded them so badly and wished they never came. If only wishes were horses. I hoped this one was going to be better than the others; slightly better, even. It did look like it. There was a certain excitement on the face of the sun as it shined its light so brightly on my face, reminding me that I didn't shut my window the previous night. It was quite hot but I was thankful for it. As harsh as the sun was, it was nothing compared to the powerful hands and legs of Layla, the newest head Supervisor of all the servants in the Alpha's palace.When the Queen mother had announced about her having to take care of us, I felt she was very nice. She had very pretty black hair that wasn't so long and her very white teeth stood out when she smiled at me. I thought it was always like that. I should have known better.I liked her at that time. She looked like she was going to be very nice. She was so pretty; too pretty to ever be mean to anyone. That

ALPHA HERCULES"Martin, have you heard from Alexandros since today?"It had been a few weeks since I took care of the wolf who stepped foot in my territory, albeit unknowingly as he said. I was over it. Somehow, I did regret feeling guilty about it. He wasn't blind. He was a wolf with super sight. Surely, he was too careless to have neglected something as important as that. He probably didn't know it'll have grave consequences; the kind that took people to their early graves, just like him.Sometimes, I wished that people had two lives. Mostly, when I taught people the appropriate lessons that they needed to learn, they weren't able to make amends because they were dead. If only there was a way to bring them back to life, perhaps, they'd have seen just how helpful I am to them. If only…"No, my Alpha, I haven't," he replied. "I did hear that he was with some of the guards at the borders, giving them some much-needed training so they will be more efficient in capturing the wolves that

ALPHA HERCULES Sitted in my Chamber, all I wanted to do was to take a rest. These past few days had really been stressful. With the rouges and the strangers coming into my pack, I could not count how many of them I've killed in a week. As An Alpha, it is and will always be my job to take care of the members of my pack and not let any form of danger come to them.The door of my Chamber opened, and the strong smell of a female Luna embraced my nose. I knew who it was , Veronica! But how dare her come into my Chamber with knocking? It was disrespectful and I blame myself for giving her that privilege. Veronica was my concubine, she had always been. But over the days, I have been so busy that I hardly remember I have her. She, on the side , must have been busy as well as I never heard from her all these days. Did I also forget to get rid of her? I'd die of guilty having to meet her still while I have already found my Mate. The Mate I hated but don't want to reject. "Hercules...

I felt so petrified Now more than ever. I had a thousand questions to ask and yet no one to give me answers. I had been played. A dark force was against me. something that I believed we had defeated centuries ago. A battle that has been fought over and over again. For a millennia, a century and even decades. it feels like there is no possible way we can never win this war. Not when we keep repeating the same patterns. Not when I keep feeling like a fool. Fear was never something I grew accustomed to. I have grown to become a Fearless man with an empty personality and that has Aided me greatly in the battles that have fought for the Freedom of the Fallen and the aid of my people. And in light that I have become stronger. I have molded my character as the wolf Alpha of Airpack and managed to create a reputation so strong that we are feared and respected." permission to speak freely Alpha.’ Martin says standing right by my side , staring at me. He had always taken the opportunity t

ALPHA HERCULES ‘You are no different from father, Hercules. You are the same.’ The words are like a chorus. Repeating themselves over and over again. To the point where I almost wish I was fucking deaf. To the point where I want to scream. Punch something. Kill something. rip someone apart. Yet the image of my sister saying those words is what hurts me more. She was afraid. Not the normal kind of fear that we have always had for our father, but horror. Horror that I have never seen before. My own sister was afraid of me. And she was looking at me like I had suddenly become that monster. The same monster that I dreaded all my life. The same person that I hated with every fiber of my being. Had I truly even come close to the man that he was? The monster that he was proud to be? Yet i cannot be known as an Alpha who is full of Mercy. Mercy is nothing but a witness. Mercy is the beginning of downfall. It's an invitation for failure. Of course, I was wrong to do what I had done in