All Chapters of BLOOD MOON:Wolf Pack Trilogy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

At last we reached the vast training area. Every werewolf was practicing self-defense and fighting against other werewolves. It looks legitimate to me. There’s an enormous outdoor track with crazy obstacles, dummies to spar against, and what appears to be an archery area. Near the lake, werewolves in their wolf form were engaged in intense competition with one another. I saw Dimitri standing there listening to what Lance was saying him while wearing a basic white shirt and black trousers. His arms were crossed. They are accompanied by a girl as well. Since I hadn’t seen her around the pack before, I had no idea who she was. She was rather attractive and had short brown hair. Her eyes were two brilliant hazelbrown eyes. I didn’t think her outfit was training appropriate, but she seemed to be getting all the attention she wanted in a neon pink Nike sports bra and shorts that truly accentuated her best features. While she stood there grinning and laughing at whatever Dimitri was saying,

I growled, my lycan form threatening to be released, “Enough Celeste. No one will tell Isabelle anything about the curse or even that she is my mate until I say so. Do you understand?” Lance tried to soothe me with a hand on my back, but it didn’t work. She alone could. My mate’s gentle touch was the only thing that could calm me down. Celeste finally said, dropping her head, “I understand Alpha. Your will is my command.” Abruptly, the door was forced open, letting in a sliver of sunlight. Isabelle muttered beneath her breath, “Oh shit!” After seeing her, I could finally feel Luca relax; he had been restless since the council meeting. She was essential to our survival, much like air. “Mate,” moaned Luca. She laughed nervously, “Sorry, I’ll just come back when you’re not busy.” Her heart pounded rapidly in her chest, and I could hear it. The others stood up and bowed, saying, “No it’s okay, you can stay. We were done here anyway.” We were the only two there. I couldn’t stop admiring ho

The Alpha of the Shadow pack is extremely resilient, and they are a fierce and powerful group. They are pleasant people who are a little finicky about their customs, but they are completely cut off from the outside world—basically, my pack is the only pack with which they have an affiliation. By touchy, what do you mean? When I inquired, all he could do was smile. You will soon discover the truth. He said, gazing out the window, “We are here.” Miami was already where we had arrived. The city appeared incredibly vibrant, so Dimitri grabbed his coat and we exited the aircraft. We encountered a man who was waiting for us with a black RollsRoyce, and we boarded it for another journey.We eventually arrived at the pack borders after an hour of driving and listening to some sick tunes on the radio, and I couldn’t help but be enthralled with the splendor of the pack. I gasp when I glance out my window and say, “It is so beautiful.” The tall, gorgeous mountainside hill was adorned with dense,

I steadily adjusted the black boxing bag gloves I had on my wrists, making sure to stand with my front foot facing the punching bag and my feet shoulder-width apart. I unleashed my punches, making sure to hit the punching bag hard and quickly. I planted my feet firmly when I threw the punches, and when I wasn’t, I moved aroused on my toes, laboring through my breathing. I’ve been doing this for a good hour, maybe even longer, but I can’t quite tell. Suddenly, I’m growing a little bored with the exercise. I could have enjoyed myself a bit more if I had been sparring with a real opponent. My subconscious, as usual, formed a well-built, sturdy figure, a monster that, after my life, looked virile and manly; he wore black leather pants and a black tacky jacket that looked like one formed from the heat and strain of battle in the medieval times; his face was covered in a golden mask, but the color of his eyes was red and dangerous, and the conviction in his eyes was as firm as every monster

Isabella’s POV I woke up a little after eight this morning due to my late night activities. Dimitri was sipping tea and thumbing through a news article when I went downstairs to the dining hall for breakfast. I say, “Good morning,” grab a seat, and get myself a cup of coffee.“Don’t you think it’s a little early for coffee? With a smile on his face, he asks. I answered him, “It’s never too early for coffee, and I need it to function properly.” He tells me, “Well, Lance and Gabe will be arriving today.” That I will finally be surrounded by some familiar faces was such wonderful news. “They’re going to be coming to the site with me to meet with the contractors and the architect,” Dimitri continues. Alright, I must go somewhere too. I informed him, “I’ll meet you all at the spot. There was an implicit fear in his eyes that I could read. I quickly added, “I’m just going to get some magical ingredients,” to calm his worries. “All right, take Tilda with you wherever you go. This place is u