Semua Bab Rejected Luna's Vengeance : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Standing inside Shinro’s office with Dylan by her side and Seymor behind them, Diana first met the gaze of Rakiz Lemoir before she looked at Laville and then to Shinro. “You’re here. Have a seat, please.” Shinro did not use his alpha command nor did he release his alpha instincts. He was careful with the way he looked at Diana after being subjected to a suppressing stare-down by Alpha Dylan Cain. Dylan stopped Diana from speaking first. “Before we begin planning, let us swear an oath here first that no word will leave this room. And yes, I don’t trust you with my mate’s secrets.” Diana was touched while the others nodded in understanding. Closing their eyes, they connected with their wolves. Since they were not of the same packs, they uttered the oath together except for Diana who was acting as the witness and subject of the oath. “I and my wolf swear the oath of an alliance. To never break the trust and never speak the word. To uphold right from wrong and believe in faith. Should

Six alphas? Diana frowned inwardly. According to her past life memory, the Night Prowlers Pack had only one alpha before she died. So, where were these six alphas come from? Or, were they there before that alpha came to be? Diana could not help but admonish herself for her lack of information about the Night Prowlers Pack. The Night Prowlers Pack was a secretive pack. They were at the top five in terms of territories but they were second to the Blood Claws Pack in terms of fierceness and combat ability. The name of their pack was well-matched for their nature. They only lurked in the darkness. If the Blood Claws Pack was associated with bloodbaths and war while the Crescent Pack was linked to the Moon Goddess’ blessing, then the Night Prowlers Pack was the darkness of the werewolf community. This pack pretty much handled all the illegal activities, the black trade, in the continent. Some said, they also had a connection to the other continents and races. This was also the reason

“What did you say?” Alpha Jaxon frowned upon hearing Diana’s words. He undid his buttoned polo shirt and ruffled his hair in agitation. With his movement, the earring from his right ear glinted under the room’s illumination.Diana stopped herself from clicking her tongue or rolling her eyes. Instead, she repeated what she said, “We will bring you your mate before the Werewolf Committee get her. If we are late, both of you will suffer an irreversible fate.”Determination gleamed from her eyes as she scanned the other five alphas. She stood side-by-side with her mate. Diana was not afraid. She was a Luna and she was by her mate’s side.A low growl escaped from Alpha Jaxon’s lips. Canines flashed from his lips. Alpha Dylan took this as a potential danger to his mate. He pulled Diana by the wrist and hid her behind him. His towering figure stood behind the six alphas and Diana.“Easy,” said Dylan, “We are informing you in advance. My mate and I will leave immediately. We will delay the me

Witches were particularly sharp against werewolves – their natural enemy. But against a freak of nature like Diana Ritchell, who was a part witch and a pure werewolf? Witches did not even blink when she dashed past them. From the moment Diana jumped off from the tree she was perched on, she followed the thread of fate. It was the instinct wherein her wolf, Teshin, was giving her the instructions from the back of her mind. Her eyes gleamed with desperate glint. Bordering between red and blue, Diana continued to flick her left wrist as she trudged into the building of the Genesis Coven. A sense of desperation added with the primal instinct to protect her mate and, of course, a touch of forgetting magic were mixed in. Thus, it created this bizarre situation. In her mind, a spell continued to chant – Chalimto. It was the word that came to her mind the moment she feared that she would be discovered. Uttering this in her mind repeatedly as her wrist flicked in resonance was the key to w

Upon the momentary lapse of the twelve warlocks, Diana did not waste time. She raced to her mate and released the enchanted chains with a flick of her wrist before she moved to Talia and did the same. Kneeling between the two unconscious people with her back against the two, Diana raced against time. As the released magic undid the chains, she placed her palms on the two people’s chilling skin and whispered the spell. “Faurereium.” On cue, Dian felt the warmth of her magic that came from her soul – her strong desire to cure the two manifested by giving her magic an amber gleam as soon as it left her palm. This series of actions happened in three minutes. In the desolate and cold room, the warmth of her healing magic spread had awoken the frozen stupor of the twelve warlocks. “Stop the traitor!” “Who is she?” “I don’t know! I haven’t seen her face since I came to the coven and that is a long time!” “A newbie witchling?” “That caliber of magic? She’s no witchling,” a grim voice