WRITERS NARRATION Anne’s body was taken to the center of the pack house and burned to ashes for everyone in the pack to see. A lot of people gathered and watch the body burn to nothing, and handled like a commoner. Some stood hands akimbo, especially the women, watching with sadness in their facial expression while some were happy and celebrated the demise of Anne, Alpha Dakota late mate and wife, wishing to be the new Alpha’s Luna. Alpha Dakota didn’t give his late mate a befitting burial like the normal traditional way, as mate should bury a mate if they were dead. He was glad she was out of the way even if he felt hurting but tried not to let any emotions get into him. He thought of the things he would do to Selene, his weak daughter. He also thought on how he would use Selene to get the power he want from Alpha Damon, by marrying her off to him only to gain his good side, then strike when he don’t expect, he thought inwardly with a smirk on his face. “Don’t worry, when I ge

It was lunch time as Damon lay on his bed tiredly and wide awake, not wanting to get up till he has gotten all the rest he needed. He knew his mother Luna White would soon send for him and he wasn't ready to climb out of bed yet, not even anytime soon. Just as he was contemplating with his mind, he soon heard a hard knock on the door. The knock came with a loud bang on the door and he had no choice but to stand up frowning in annoyance. He knew it was the maid sent by Luna White to call for his attention. Damon had long perceived the maid scent even before she got to his door. With anger, after not sleeping throughout the long night just to stay awake to watch the dark night at the roof top alone, and thinking about the strange girl that appeared to him claiming to be his mate. "What do you need?". He thundered aloud that he himself knew he shouldn't have, but who cares anyways. He is the Alpha and true royal blood. Who dares tries to question his authority? Damon felt the

King Alpha Sine said his grandchild had refused and felt jealous of his brother when he had planted some farm crops in the land he gave them to share and the farm products had grown so well that people admired his work and decided to give him a hand by buying some from him. But jealousy didn't let his grandson feel good about his brother's progress, he stabbed him to death and ran away after making sure to kill his own family except only one who managed to escape, and that was his sister, Diana. Now Diana was nowhere to be found because of fear, but after many years, she returned only after confirming her brother leaving the pack for a very long time, there she began living in the pack house once again, believing he wouldn't return. But her brother, his grandchild, went to create a pack of his own after killing the real Alpha of that pack and claiming his pack and the people. Damon had wondered who the grandson was and asked the king to tell him who he was, after he confirmed the m

"Do not think so dude? You should know me so well or don't you? How do you expect me to leave your side, you're my beta for all my life, and i’m your Alpha!". Damon shrug a shoulder as Christian pulled him for a hug which he took immediately. with smiles all over his face. Christian has being a good guy since he came to know Christian as his beta. They were friends since from colledge not until he knew about Christian deep closeness to him because, Christian was always there even in his bad or worse situation.“I would like to have a word with you by evening” Christian rose a brow to look at him. “Ok”. Christian looked at him quizzically, then Damon continues.“Guess you wanted to take a nap before right?" Damon asks with a rose brow. "Uhm. Actually no” He grinned, letting out a small smile at the side of his lips, while Damon looked stunned."I pretended to be asleep because I was mad at you, but am good now". He explained and Damon only shook his head. "Ok. You can take your l

The sound of my father climbing up the stairs had my heart thumping aloud in my chest. Beads of hot sweat ran like streams from my head irrespective of the cold breeze, hitting my face from the window. I suddenly started to regret my decision and wanted to crawl under my bed and hide from my father. I wrapped my hand around my body, slightly brushing against the wounds on my shoulders, as I was forced to cry silently in pain, mentally preparing for my father's presence in my room as i watched my room door shook slightly. The sound of keys dangling outside of my room and the lock opening send shivers down my spine, and suddenly, my father pushed open the door. His scent first hit hard on my face, coupled with a dark mist and smoky scent that suddenly filled the room along with a deadly cold aura, dangerously wrapping against me that forces me into submission. I fell to my knees immediately as I heard my father remarked impatiently. And I trembled slightly as fear gripped up my