All Chapters of BLOOD MOON:Wolf Pack Trilogy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My name was prominently inscribed on it. as well as my true name. Simmons Isabelle. The paper’s pages were crammed with pictures and personal details about me, including my age, height, blood type, childhood, and all of my phony identification documents. My history of being in an orphanage was included, along with intimate details about Iris. It had every detail imaginable concerning my life. I cried, “What the hell?!” Why had Dimitri had me look into this? I had lied to him, and he knew it the entire time. Even though he knew my name wasn’t actually Natalie, he still accepted it. Hell, they all believed the falsehood. But to what end? What do they want to get? “Fucking liars,” I sneered, causing all the papers to scatter across the floor. I had to leave, get away from all of them. There was no way to trust them! Not one of them. I fell for their antics, even though they were all liars. I skillfully slipped out of the mansion, dodging everyone’s gaze. After a long time, I managed to e

Traditional folklore holds that the Horseman was a Hessian trooper who was killed during the Battle of White Plains on October 28, 1776. He was decapitated by a flying cannonball, and the shattered remains of his head were left on the battlefield while his comrades and troops hastily carried his body away.” “Thanks for the quick run down in history Alexa.” Gabe responded, “But why the bloody hell is he attacking our pack? what the hell do that guy want?” I said as I left my office, “He is here for Isabelle. He is after her, just like every other monster. I have to take care of him myself.” Gabe trailed behind me and asked, “What can we do?” I was reassured, “Make sure everyone is safe. I’ll handle this.” What kind of messed up situation did she find herself into for which she is being sought after? She wasn’t secure; I knew that other creatures were on her trail right now. I had to reach her before any of them could. “Yes, Lance and Dixie are busy trying to keep the crowd under contro

“Did you just realize that now,fool?” “Your foolish pride and stubbornness are getting in the way of the person who stole your heart the moment you laid eyes on him,” my inner thoughts erupted, ever so tauntingly. It’s still possible to go back to him at this point. This voice inside my head made sense for the first time. I was more dependent on Dimitri than I realized and needed to be around him. I couldn’t bear to live without him, I couldn’t bear to leave him behind. I needed to return. I told her, “Iris, this feels like a mistake.” The ship had already started to sail by this point, and its booming horns were crying out in signal for the ship to leave. “No shit,” Iris said, her gaze straying. I took her hand and she turned back to face me. She gave me a sidelong glance and said, “No, I mean it. This is a really huge mistake, I need to get back to Dimitri, now.” She was shocked and kept looking out into space. Her eyes were filled with incredulity, as if she had encountered a ghost

With a cool, collected tone, Dimitri replies, “How are you feeling?” I managed to add, “Like as if I just got run over by a bloody rhino. My head hurts,” as a throbbing agony started to assault my head. I asked, “How long was I out?” He said, peering down at me through those unreadable eyes of his. “Just a day.” I felt every memory from yesterday come rushing back to me. I could remember every detail now. Alectryon, the shapeshifter,attacked me. A beast came to my rescue just as he was going to murder me with a slap. He was the one. And the beast was Dimitri. Now, at last, my mind remembered everything. Was he, like all monsters, also chasing me? He made a few steps toward me, and I stepped back, not sure why. Although I’ve always felt secure around him and that he couldn’t harm me, I’m not sure what to think about him now that I see him in that light. He just said that and stopped moving in my direction. He walked out, and as if on cue, Iris entered. “I know you have many questions.

Alpha Regan, of the shadow pack injected, said, “The chosen one? I thought that was just a myth long forgotten.” She was one of the few women I could call friends and the only other alpha female in the universe. Her hair was dark brown and was constantly piled high on top of her head. Rafael the rodent finally squeaked with a horrible smile, “No, the legends are true, the chosen one lives and we need to find him or her first.” Rafael challenged his own leader, Kane, to a death-defying duel conclave, and he emerged victorious, claiming the title of alpha for the Black Blood pack. Naturally, the combat was unfair as Sheila, Kane’s partner, had already used wolfsbane to poison her partner. You see, the little bitch wanted Rafael to be the alpha and was having an affair with him. I found it incomprehensible that she could turn on her partner in such a manner. To be honest, I didn’t understand why the hell Rafael got one of the twelve seats on the council; if you were to ask me, he was not