We brought home some green basil leaves, yam, antelope meat, and some other ingredients for dinner. Malik loved the swallows that Nanisca of blessed memory, served us back at the Mountain Dew pack. Out of all the swallows Nanisca introduced to us, Malik loved the pounded yam swallow the most, and that was also what he ate, the most. Sometimes, he even jokes that the pounded yam gives him extra strength.Malik had taught Kieran and Melinda how to properly pound the yam, into an edible, smooth lump, and they also enjoyed doing the pounding, because they also fell in love with the delicacy. I still do not know how to pound the yam, and I don't think Malik for once, learned how to pound the yam from Nanisca. I guess he just figured it out all by himself. I think this is a classic case of — when you love something, you'll go to any length to get it.Kieran and Melinda were now able to pound it without Malik's interference, and this time around, Kieran took up the job all by himself. Whe

****MALIK'S POV****I was sitting atop the roof of our house — a small bungalow that was slightly on the outskirts of Lourmarin.I was thinking, pondering over events that happened to me in recent years.Ten years have come and gone just like that. It feels like only yesterday when I made the decision to sacrifice the best years of my life to be here with Calista. I vividly remember the day when we both left Lakewood pack together, leaving behind everything we had known and loved to embark on a new journey.The initial years were tough. We had to adjust to a new terrain, and build our lives from scratch. But we were young and full of hope. We believed in ourselves and our love for each other. It was the one thing that kept us going, through all the battles and obstacles that we encountered, and the occasional bouts of loneliness.There were times when I wondered if it was all worth it. I missed my friends back home, and I longed for the familiar comforts of my old life. Well, everyth

"Vamos. Vamos. Let's go, Melinda." Kieran yelled. Melinda swiftly swaddled backward, and she joined up with us. We all shifted to our wolf form, and we all sprinted through the village, dodging the confused and frightened villagers as we went. Kieran and Melinda led the way, their powerful bodies easily breaking through any obstacles that stood in our path.The villagers outside grew louder and more aggressive as they realized we were trying to escape. I could hear the sound of pitchforks and torches scraping against the ground, as they ran after us.The villagers were close behind, shouting and screaming as they pursued us. But we were faster, stronger, and more agile than any human could ever hope to be.I never thought that our secret would be revealed, but it happened. The villagers found out that we were werewolves, and they attacked us without warning. My heart was pounding as I ran through the woods, trying to escape the angry mob that was chasing us.I could hear their shouts

The soldiers were vividly not prepared for the ferocity of my assault, and they quickly began to crumble under my attack. They tried to use their silver equipment to stop me, but I dodged it all with ease. I was faster, stronger, and more skilled than they could ever hope to be.My lightning speed and precision seemed to shock the soldiers, but my powerful arms wielded the massive axe with deadly efficiency. I swung and slashed, cutting down one soldier after another in a whirlwind of death and destruction. Blood splattered the ground as I single handedly decimated the Lourmarin soldiers.The fight was brutal, and it seemed to go on for hours. The sound of my beast, snarling and clashing steel echoed through the village, and blood flowed freely. I was determined, and I would not stop until I had gotten my revenge.The soldiers were caught off guard by the ferocity of my attack, and for a moment, it took them by surprise that I had the upper hand, but they began to fight back with all t

"That motherfucking idiot and his offspring pose a great threat to our pack, to the current generation holding up the emblem of the Ridgewood pack, and the unborn generations to come. So, I will not rest until I have his head on a platter." I bristled menacingly."But Alpha," Elder Marcus interjected. "...the atmosphere above us, is wide enough for every bird in the air to thrive without hitting each other, and so is the earth spacious enough, for every living thing to thrive without atangonizing each other, and the fact that we've tried for years and yet, failed to capture Zora, only attests to this truth." "There also other werelions out there," Elder Kazim chimed in. "...but they had never had the audacity to near our pack and they would not. So, it's hard for us to just…""Hey, shut up!" I grimaced, and they all looked at me in silence, their expressions unreadable. I held their gazes, with my eyes burning with determination. "When I say you lots are foolish, it'll look like an i