The moon hung high in the sky as Dax, fueled by a mixture of determination and righteous anger, convened a meeting with his most trusted advisors. The weight of recent happenings had settled upon his shoulders, and he knew that decisive action was necessary to uphold justice within the pack."Bring Miranda to me," Dax commanded, his voice firm and unwavering. His loyal guards nodded in acknowledgment, and swiftly departed to fulfill his orders.Miranda, once a revered member of the pack, had betrayed their trust and conspired against their interests. Her position as one of the top citizens of the clan had granted her privileges and power, which she had shamelessly abused. Dax would not let such actions go unpunished.Minutes later, Miranda was escorted into the meeting room, her countenance a mix of defiance and trepidation. She locked eyes with Dax, her gaze filled with a flicker of arrogance, but it quickly faded when met with the intensity of his glare."Dax, what is the meaning of

Training was intense; it was more brutal than regular pack training. Maybe it was because every werewolf present was an Alpha, and no one wants to submit. It was against our instincts.I fought about three Alphas per day for physical training; there was mental development that was not so much my forte, because I was not an overly expressive person. Emotional training was the one I hated the most, I hate talking about my emotions, especially since mother died.When mother was alive, I was very open about my feeling, I was expressive because she was always there to listen, she was always there to talk back, but the moment she died, it was like she took a part of me with her, I miss her. So, I talked about her instead.Emotional training involves us talking about people close to us; I had to pretend I had not found my mate to avoid talking about her when I barely knew anything about her. Every other Alpha’s in the room talked about their mate, I talked about my dead mother.Mental t

I was devastated when my mate said there was nothing I could do, I was so desperate to be with her. Everyone knows nothing was more important to a werewolf more than his or her mate, but it seems mine forgot.All through the night, I did everything I was supposed to do as a worker. I could not help but glance at my mate from the other side of the room every now and then. When it was time for the man she was betrothed to enter, I was shocked.It was a vampire.I knew him from the neighboring vampire group around the pack. A vampire and a witch, what else could go wrong?.I was so angry that she could easily go with a vampire, but wouldn't fight for me, a werewolf. I wanted to cause a scene, but I knew I could not because humans were present.I held in my anger in all night, and thankfully the two betrothed did not touch inappropriately, it would have been total chaos.As I stood in the corner, I thought of ways to make my mate want me, but there was none. At the end of the ceremony, it

"Tell me more, Oscar, or should I say Wilson?" Dax teased his friend, earning a glare from the said man."I don't like to be called that, you know." Oscar pointed out, but continued anyway.***I was dropped on the ground like a caught criminal, it hurts that the only person I thought would hear me out did not. I laid on the ground for a while to regain my strength, I already knew the pain from the bond severance would take a while before leaving.I stood up after a few minutes, I walked slowly towards my pack house. When I got to the pack house, I was told my father already left for the old Alpha's camp. That was for the better, because he would not whine about my appearance and how I should explain at has happened.Everyone in the pack looked at me in question, they did not have the guts to ask me what happened. I went straight to the pack physician, he would something for the silver and wolf's bane poisoning.After I left the physician's workshop, I retired to my room to sleep, I t

While Oscar and Dax had their talk pend, The relationship between Dax and Aria once again was becoming a shadow of the past. Dax had to sought the support of Blaire, his former mate. He hoped she could convince Aria, his new mate, to trust him. Little did he know that this plea would set off a chain of events that would test the limits of love and loyalty.Blaire's heart burned with jealousy. Her love for Dax had not waned, and seeing him with another woman ignited a fire within her. She vowed to do whatever it took to win him back. Aria, on the other hand, couldn't understand why her sister harbored such animosity towards her. She longed for their sisterly bond to be restored, but Blaire's resentment only grew stronger with each passing day.One evening as Oscar returned from a hunting trip he was shocked to witness the tension between the Aria and Dax since he had presumed that they've settled their differences. Anger flared within him as he learned of Blaire's desperate attempts t