Phoenix Rising the Rise of the Sacred Shewolf のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Aria's POV I am Aria Hurik, an omega-born shewolf of the Ironclaw Pack, though still technically part of the pack, I'm treated as an outcast due to a devastating incident from my past. Most of the pack members treat me horribly because I was the only survivor of a brutal rogue attack years ago, which killed my mother and Ronan's mother, who was the pack's Luna. Ronan, the Alpha’s son, publicly humiliates me and finds sick pleasure in seeing me belittled even though none of what the rogues did was my fault. I had only gone to check on my snare traps and my mom, a great warrior, was guarding Luna as they strolled through the forest. It was by chance that we were in the same area. The rogues were stealing from my traps and my mom, Luna, and I had spotted the group with my catch. My mom prepared to protect Luna and told me to run. As I did they attacked her and I saw a flash of fire before blanking out. Anyway, when the pack and my Alpha asked me about who killed Luna, I coul

Aria's POV He walked straight up to me, grabbed my arms, and started kissing me. As I tried to turn my head away he pressed against me more roughly. Disgust filled me at the thought of my first kiss ever being given by Ronan. Shaking my head I struggled to shove him off and instead, he pulled me closer while I pulled back making him angry. “Why are you fighting this mate bond?” He muttered. I watched his eyes narrow and his brow crease in recognition. “Aria?! What is the meaning of this? You WITCH!” Grabbing my wrist he dragged me out of the lake hastily, cursing to himself as he yanked me along behind himself. Jerking me back and forth he snarled, “I would NEVER accept some lowly bitch as my mate. Aria Hurik, I refuse you a thousand times over!” “Good,” I mumbled, and then he brought me closer to his face and his glowing eyes. “What did you say, little bitch? I know that you tried to seduce me by standing there completely nude in the lake. Let's see how you feel about being c

Darian’s pov Grabbing my meal off the fire, I held the stick while the meat cooled. “Have you got my bag hidden by chance?” Grinning slightly I gestured toward the crushed vegetation she had plowed through and said, “It's probably where you dropped it.” Aria's cheeks reddened as she spied her bag and announced she was going to find an area to change. The moment she was gone Hella cleared her throat. “She could be the Sacred Shewolf but I can't be certain of it since I don't think she's had her first shift. She has Phoenix blood if her wound is cauterized but neither her unique blood nor firewolf has awakened fully.” Exhaling deeply, I tore off a piece of meat and handed it to Hella. “My lower regions have stirred and my heart skipped a beat. She could be my mate but hasn't given any indication of acknowledging it,” I mumbled reluctantly, causing the old witch to cackle uproariously. Narrowing my eyes at her she sobered, shook her head, and said, “Your Beta, Mora won'

Aria’s pov I realized that I was naked, my clothes had burned off me leaving my skin unblemished. Embarrassment rose to my cheeks while I ran to the pack's clothesline to grab something to wear. Groaning at the sight of the bare line, I paused briefly, my wolf sigil pulsating. My body suddenly contorted and the sounds of bones breaking filled my ears as I arched my back unnaturally. Falling to the ground I gritted my molars while my body shifted. My skin began to sprout tuffs of gray fur, and flames danced across the silver tips, leaving me in awe. Getting off the ground I stood on my four shaky paws and seeing the sun setting gritted my molars. The Veilspare or Bone Forest was not a place to travel through during the night. Glancing back I growled sourly at Ronan standing there with his guards. He had followed after me and my wolf whined telling me that he had been my mate before my rebirth but wasn't any longer. Standing up I gazed into his eyes daring him to do or s

Aria’s pov After breakfast, I excused myself and headed outside. I was mulling over what Malrik had said about my final transformation. “What does he know that I do not?” I questioned my wolf as I pulled out my dagger and began the exercises Nathan had taught me. Lunging I stopped hearing someone ask me if I wanted a sparring partner. Looking up I was surprised to see Jasper. “You know how to spar? I thought you were just a messenger.” “Before I became Malrik's messenger I was a rogue in these lands. You know many are looking for a powerful wolf to join. You can find them in Witches Gulch, they gather there,” he said softly and I eyed him aghast. “I don't believe that I'm ready to lead a group of exiled wolves,” I muttered and he shrugged before spreading his arms and edging me on. Swinging my dagger at him I was surprised when my footing slipped and I fell to my ass on a sheet of ice. Furrowing my brow I glared at the surrounding area but it was clear. “Your kin