Fueled by her ambitions and desire to be at the top of the food chain, Slyvia comes up with a plan to take out Orfilia with the document she stumbled upon in the study, she clutched them to her chest tightly waiting for the Fuller brothers to return. Throughout the day, she had struggled with certain moments of doubts and dilemmas over whether she should proceed with this; she was trying to come to terms with the consequences of her actions and the aftermath she might have to deal with if this goes sour. She didn’t know how they would react to her going through their private documents without their permission but she was willing to give it a trial. The line between her ambition and ruthlessness was getting thinner as the day rolled by, she was locked in a battle with her motivations and moral compass and she knew which one would prevail at the end of the day. Going down this path may give her the desired result she sorely needed, however, she might end up regretting not having the p

Fergus Black paced around the room, pondering on how he should tackle the problem that was currently facing him. He had been fortunate enough to hear about the reopening of Fuller’s death case before it got to the public eye and he quickly moved to create alliances and partnerships with his allies and he forged new alliances as well. Surprisingly, the Fuller had a lot of enemies and it was pretty easy to get everyone to work towards one common goal — eliminating the Fuller dynasty for good. With the Fullers gone, there would be no major resistance on both side stopping him from achieving his lifelong dream of becoming the number one Alpha in the supernatural world. He vaguely remembered the first time he spoke to Logan Fuller about his dream, soliciting his support and that of this pack with the promise of making him his right-hand man. He had been expecting nothing less than a positive response from him. They had been best friends from childhood and had done everything together, he

As tensions increase and conflicts begin to boil, the incoming war which had been predicted to happen sooner rather than later looms on the horizon, this time it casts a shadow of doubt and fear over all the worlds connected to the supernatural. With the peace of the werewolf world teetering on the brink of chaos, both sides brace themselves for the now inevitable clash, quite aware of the fact that the effect of the aftermath of this battle will shape the course of history forever. In the middle of the raging storm, leaders from different factions met to strategize one final time, new alliances were created and armies were mobilized and eager to rush into battle. The beating of the drums of war could be heard throughout the lands, signifying the beginning of the war. Diplomats and non-faction members were engaged in tense negotiations with both parties in a bid to avoid the war but their promises of brokering peace fell on deaf ears, there would be no ceas-fire, till one party was d

Alaric forced his eyes open, a splitting headache following suit. He blinked rapidly trying to remember how he got here in the first place. Groaning, he forced himself off the cold ground and looked around the room. Despite the pain, he forced himself to remember what had happened. His last memory was one consisting of his father but the details were hazy to piece out properly. He dragged his feet towards the door. “Is anyone there?” He screamed as best as he could, slamming his fists into the door. He heard shuffling on the other side of the door, which made him shift backward in anticipation. He was prepared to fight his way through if he had been kidnapped by the Fullers. His father was going to war soon and he had to be next to him, he wouldn’t accept cowering in a dark room when the fate of his pack hung in the balance. The door was thrown open and a burly man walked in, Alaric could see the man and he was weighing his options if it came down to a duel. He hadn’t properly go

Orfilia had spent the whole of the day of the battle pacing up and down the house in worry, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that something might go wrong. They had planned meticulously, ticking every right box and making sure nothing could go wrong. She hadn’t been on good terms with the Fuller brothers ever since Slyvia stepped foot in the mansion but a little part of her still cared about them. She had several topics she wanted to run through with them but with Slyvia always around and the battle brewing, she has decided to wait till the storm is over. Slyvia might be a pain in her ass but she was damn good at her job and she could understand why the brothers wanted her around. She wasn’t particularly jealous over the special relationship they had but she would’ve loved it if she wasn’t so neglected like she had been over the past month. She walked back into the house with a sigh, she had to do something that would take her mind off her worries before she lost it. She had it