It’s warm and cozy here, my eyes smiling when they found the fireplace. A piping hot bowl of venison stew beckoned me to sit beside the blazing fireplace.I ate half of the food for ten minutes. Noticing the lavish royal blue curtain, I scooted away from the fireplace and pushed aside the curtains. I just realized that it served as the door between—“This place is a village,” I breathed, wiping my mouth clean from eating. From just the look of the surroundings, I’m pretty sure this village is in the middle of the forest. And near a lake, the briny scent could never hide the smell of fresh forest rain. I watch the people who are busy doing their own businesses as I tend to my own business—being busy scanning the surroundings on where the fuck I am. The name of the place, who carried me here, and—“Zarion,” I realized, calling his name as if he’s around. “ Zarion must know where I am, and probably the one who carried my ass here.” My eyes darted to a small cottage in the corner—to wher

Brandon wasn’t the one who shifted, that’s a relief at least.But once again, I found myself bellowing and thrashing when Brandon reached for my neck, strangling and knocking the breath out of me. I couldn’t move. I could not even think of a way to escape, to live and leave.I wished there was a hole just beneath my feet that would swallow me in this instant.No… no—help me!” I forced my voice to be louder. “HELP!” “Why are you looking for Zarion? What do you want from him?” Brandon growled. He removed his other hand from my neck and instead unsheathed his huge and sharp claws just a few inches from my face. He had all the chance to crush my neck into pieces, but he didn’t. He just kept choking and strangling me. Maybe he wants something from me, or maybe he wants to relish killing me as slow and unbearable as possible. “I...I... I don't know. There's something about him that I need to do. I feel like I'm obligated to him. I was having these dreams, weird dreams, and I want to stop

And there he was, shirtless and sweating, Zarion lunged from the back of the crowd to where I was.But it was Brandon’s face he grabbed, wrapping his hands tightly around his neck as he choked him to death. The two Alphas were so strong that the energy radiating from them pulsed out and began hitting trees and ground. Powerful, both of them are too powerful to defeat each other. The sediment rocks crumbled to the ground as their fight continued to brew. Zarion pawed Brandon’s wrist and blood started gushing out from, staining the waters of the Moon Goddess’ fountain.Everyone saw it turning from crystal clear white to dark green. Dark, eerie green.“Alpha Brandon and this strange human…they are mates,” Delilah's voice echoed in every corner of the Moon Goddess’ temple. Everyone was completely aghast about that. Faces of disapproval and shock met my gaze.“Me?” I whispered, more to myself than to the wolves. They were completely horrified by the thought. Disgusted, it was what was wr

“That was what I’ve seen on the Moon Goddess’s fountain.” I stared at him with wide eyes as he slowly shifted back, sweaty abs greeted me and his bare skin beckoning my lips to wash all that worries away.So I looked away. Truth be told, I badly wanted to tell him that I didn’t feel a connection with Brandon, but it seems like Zarion is really convinced that I’m his step-brother’s mate. Several emotions swarmed within me further: anger, sadness, penance, and despondency etched on my system because of that. There was just pain and confusion in my chest. “For your Moon Goddess’ sake Zarion, I am not his mate!” I whined like a child, unleashing what seemed to be a kid’s tantrums. He didn’t reply, and neither did I. I felt sick, knowing that Alpha Brandon was my mate. Just a thought of it, I would rather spend my life in prison than to be trapped in his arms forever. “I can’t even feel the connection between us,” I murmured, more to myself despite the fact I saw Zarion flinch at my word

I gasped and looked at it incredulously. Curiously. It was a human’s head dangling between his teeth yet—I do not fear any sense of fear even when he draws closer. And closer.Zarion went to the edge of the cliff, throwing the man’s head in the frozen waterfall. I only waited for the thud to echo to know that it landed. I turned to him, face full of unexplainable emotions.“Oh God, why did you kill him?”“Werewolves have no mercy, Cassidy. We can kill anyone who we think must die.” He emphasized the last word, nose flaring as if to warn me to stay back.I did take a step backward.“Okay then....” I took a deep breath and forced an exasperated smile at him. His eyes squinted because of my reaction. Does he really think I would still back out because of that? “There must be a reason why you killed that man.” He didn’t reply, and it was enough for me to inch closer to know he calmed down. Or so I thought. “I heard a girl’s scream earlier. That man was going to do something… bad… to he