The night was bitter and biting, the kind of night that seeps into your bones and chills you to your very core. Onel fled through the woods, his heart pounding with fear and desperation, clutching his newborn child close to his chest. The wind howled around him, tugging at his clothes and whipping his hair into a frenzy, as he ran blindly through the tangled underbrush.When the baby began to cry, Onel's heart twisted in agony, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry, my little one," he whispered hoarsely, his voice cracking with emotion. "I'll keep you safe, I promise."But then, the sound of snapping twigs shattered the night, and Onel froze in terror. He knew what it meant. His enemies were closing in, and he was running out of time. He could hear their footsteps pounding closer and closer, their breath hot and ragged in the stillness of the woods."Traces of blood," Michael's voice echoed through the trees, a dark omen of what was to come. "The omega went this way!""Don't le

Onel had turned into a white wolf, a magnificent sight to behold. It was the first time the guests had witnessed such a phenomenon. His transformation was extraordinary, as he stood tall and proud, resembling the alphas' wolves in both size and grandeur.A collective gasp echoed through the room, and everyone rose from their seats. Eyes widened, mouths hung open in astonishment. The atmosphere was charged with awe and curiosity as they witnessed this unprecedented event.Onel's gaze fixed upon a specific direction where Blue was seated, accompanied by Sabina. A deep, resonating roar emanated from his wolf, reverberating through the room. The sound pierced the air, conveying a primal hunger for revenge. His instincts urged him to tear their flesh apart, to satiate his thirst for vengeance. Yet, he knew that such an act would instantly brand him an enemy in the eyes of those present. They would hunt him down and end his life without mercy."Amazing!" Michael exclaimed, his voice filled