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The night of sealing

~PROLOGUE~The storm raged above the forest, lightning splitting the sky as if the heavens themselves knew what was about to be done.In the small cabin hidden deep within the forest, a woman cradled her newborn to her chest. Her mother clutched her tightly, sweat and blood soaking her gown.Sweat slicked her brow, but her hands trembled not from weakness, rather from fear.The baby’s cry was soft, fragile, but beneath it the mother felt a thrum of power, too great for such a tiny body. A wolf not yet born, yet already dangerous. “They will come for her,” the woman whispered to her husband, tears streaking her cheeks. “If they sense her… if they discover what she is, she will never survive.”Her heart ached, torn between love and duty. She pressed her lips to the child’s forehead, inhaling her scent one last time. “Forgive me, my little moon. One day, you will hate me for this… but it is the only way to keep you safe,” she whispered.She laid the infant on a blanket and traced

Just a wolf-less girl

~ELARA~I had gone to visit my best friend, Lyra at her house but she wasn't around.Now, I was walking happily to my boyfriend's house. He's the son of the alpha of Crimson claw pack while I was Beta Darius' daughter.I had always loved Azrael since I set my eyes on him for the very first time when we were still little.We had gotten close to each other because his father and my father were always together being the alpha and beta of the pack.I confessed my feelings first to him when I turned sixteen. He's eighteen then. And we had started dating after that. He didn't leave me when I turned eighteen and still couldn't change into my wolf. Most of my agemates shifted into their wolves when they're fifteen and sixteen, but I didn't.And after my eighteenth birthday and I still didn't shift, I was branded a wolfless girl by the pack, but they didn't change toward me and still respected me…. maybe because I was the beta's daughter…. because I've seen how those w

Papa is gone

~ELARA~~~I sat on the porch steps, chin resting in my hands, watching the other pups shift into wolves under the silver moon. Their laughter echoed through the trees, sharp as knives.My chest ached. “Why don’t I have a wolf, Papa?” I asked, my small voice trembling.My father knelt beside me, his large hand cupping my cheek. His golden eyes softened with warmth and grief. “You’re different, little moon. That doesn’t make you less. It makes you rare,” he said softly.“But they say I’m broken.” I protested.His jaw clenched, but he pulled me into his arms, pressing a kiss to the crown of my head. “Listen to me. You are not broken. You are my greatest gift. And one day, they’ll see what I see.”~~A childhood memory resurfaced as I ran back home.My papa, my protector.My papa, my world.Moon goddess, no. It shouldn't be what I was thinking.My tears kept rolling freely as I continued running.My papa had promised to be back tomorrow. He had promised to bri

Reduced to nothing

~ELARA~“Papa,” I screamed loudly and sat up on the bed immediately, sweating profusely.I had been dreaming.I saw my papa in my dream, all dressed in white, smiling sadly at me. He's standing very far from me and no matter how I tried to get closer to him, he was still very far from me.And then he said in a loud, echoing voice.“You are not weak, my little moon. You're my daughter. Your mother and I will always watch over you.”Just then, I saw a very beautiful woman standing beside my papa, smiling both sweetly and sadly at the same time.I squinted my eyes to see her face clearly but I couldn't see it well.Then, they both started to wave at him, and when I saw them disappear slowly, I screamed, “Papa.”It was then I woke up.I scanned my room with my eyes, still calling out for my father.“Papa, papa, where are you? I just had a terrible dream. I don't know what it meant” I called out.When I heard footsteps approaching my room, I smiled.My papa was comi

A wolfless omega

~ELARA~The rag slipped from my hand as my arms shook from exhaustion. My knees ached against the splintered floor, and my back screamed from bending for hours. I had never worked like this before — never been forced to work like this.The other omegas were scattered around the room, some scrubbing pots, others cleaning boots, others running in and out with trays of food. At first, they ignored me, as though I were invisible. But slowly, I felt their eyes on me.Whispers started.“That’s her?”“Beta Darius’s little girl?”“She’s nothing special. Just another wolfless freak.”The words sliced into me like knives.A girl with matted brown hair and a scar down her cheek walked up to me and kicked over the bucket I had been using. Dirty water spilled across the floor, soaking the hem of my dress.“Oops,” she said, smirking. “Guess you’ll have to start over.”The others laughed.I clenched my fists but didn’t speak. Papa always told me to pick my battles. Right

Cast aside by the pack

~ELARA~Just like that, my miserable life continued. I woke up in the morning feeling the pains of yesterday and still go about scrubbing, cleaning and washing plates with little or no food, then retire back to my room at night to sleep on the cold floor and cry myself to sleep almost every night.That particular night was different. I had been so tired, weak and drained that I fell asleep immediately when my body hit the ground. I didn't do my usual routine of crying myself to sleep.I didn’t know how long I slept, but I woke to the sound of footsteps pounding down the hall. The Omega Masters burst into the room, their voices sharp and commanding.“Up! All of you! Get up!”The omegas scrambled from their mats, bowing their heads. My body ached as I stood, every joint protesting, but I obeyed.“You,” one of them snapped, pointing at me. “Come with us.”My stomach twisted.I followed them through the dark corridors, my bare feet cold against the stone.They

A last favour from him

~ELARA~I stumbled, landing hard on the damp stone floor. The iron bars clanged shut. Darkness pressed in.For a moment, I just lay there, my chest heaving, my sobs echoing off the walls.Outside, I could still smell the smoke.Papa was gone.And now, so was I.I crawled into the corner, hugging my knees to my chest.I was alone, betrayed. The daughter of a hero, now treated as nothing more than a prisoner awaiting death.I stayed in the dungeons for days with barely any food or water.I might die from starvation before the Alpha even gets to decide my fate or before I even think of ways to escape.No one visited me once in the dungeon. The only person that would have cared to visit was Amara, my help.But seeing that she didn't come to see me, the Alpha must have made a rule that no one must visit me in the dungeon.It would be a very easy rule for the pack members to abide by because no one cared about me.No one ever cared about me.Born wolfless, I was the

Escaping death

~ELARA~My heart lurched and I knew I was in deep trouble.Shadows moved all around as wolves shifted and gave chase. I sprinted through the trees, branches clawing at my skin, the pack’s snarls echoing behind me.Tears blurred my vision. My lungs burned. Every step felt like it might be my last.I can’t go back. I won’t go back. I must escape.The cold air sliced through my lungs as I pushed harder, ignoring the screaming pain in my legs. My bare feet pounded the forest floor, leaving bloody prints on the leaves. The scent of pine and earth mixed with the metallic tang of my own blood.I could hear them, the others…..my former packmates, hunting me like prey. Their growls grew louder, closer. The sound of snapping branches sent fresh terror coursing through me.“Find her!” someone shouted. “Don’t let the traitor escape!”Traitor.The word hit like a blade to my chest.I wasn’t a traitor. I was a survivor.I kept on running and running like my life depended

I offered myself to the Devil Alpha

~ELARA~~~~ The Devil Alpha, Draven Nightbane, as legends say is a feared and cursed werewolf because his wolf is fused with a demonic spirit, making him monstrous most times. He is said to dwell in the shadow lands, half man, half beast, feared by even the Alphas. Alphas bow to his command even in his absence. Wolves trade their lives rather than face his wrath. Mothers scare their children with his name. He is said to have lived for centuries and is immortal. He is rumored to be bloodthirsty and ruthless. He cannot love, cannot remain in control during the blood moon and is doomed to kill anyone who gets too close.~~~~ Now, I was standing in front of the cursed devil alpha, with two thoughts in my mind…. either I die or I die.Because of course, there was no way to escape my death.But I decided to try what was on my mind. I decided to beg for my life. I couldn't die now, not when I haven't had my revenge on the Crismon claw pack.So I knelt in fr

The shadow lands

~ELARA~The journey through the forest felt endless. His hand never loosened around my wrist, his grip firm but not cruel…. as if he was tethering me to him, ensuring I couldn’t vanish even if I tried.The mist thickened, curling around us like living shadows, until towering walls of black stone appeared through the haze. A fortress. His fortress.My breath caught. We stood before a massive black fortress, its spires tearing through a blood-red sky. The castle loomed high and endless, carved from obsidian stone that shimmered faintly with crimson veins. The gates…..towering, metallic, and scarred by claws…..opened of their own accord as if recognizing their master.“This…” I whispered, my voice small. “This is your home?”Draven’s gaze flicked toward me, a faint smirk curling his lips. “My kingdom,” he corrected softly. “The Shadowlands belong to me. And now… so do you.”My stomach twisted.As we entered the gates, I noticed them…..his people.Wolves pat

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