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My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"Just tell it to the world that the Onyx was mine but that you wanted to steal it, and I'll pardon you." "The pardon isn't yours to give." He tried to talk, his voice shaky not out of fear but weakness. He had been fed with too much scorpion venom that his nails and lips were now purple. "You have no right to claim...wh...what isn't yours. The Onyx...I alone can tell of what it can do b...b...b...because I found it and made it. It will help to destroy this volcano eruption if you allow me. Give m...m...me the Onyx and I can help." Instead, he felt a sharp sting on his chest, and he gasped as he watched the life drain from him. Black smoke emanated from every hold of his body which means his

“Heather, you make it sound as if you lived in some island far away somewhere. The pack’s got allies of its own you know, they’ll help if things get that way so stop overthinking and wait for your dad to bring the feedback, okay?” He cradles my face in his hands, lifting my face up to- eh? I scrunch my face up, probing his eyes. Oh my…when did his orbs turn crystalline slate-blue? “Sil- Troy…when did your eyes change color?” Don’t tell me he’s got his sight restored and he's been quiet since he shifted back. He gives me a clueless look and I throw a punch into his torso, stepping away. “You! You got your sight back and you didn’t even let me know?! That’s dirty!” I point an accusing finger a

“Camelorn fell after a while and Octavius’ soul was condemned to the hell realm but his daughter brought him back to life. To release him from Ashterah’s claws they had to perform a ritual that replaced his Daemon blood with…something. Actually this is one of the things I don’t know about this story. We only know Ashterah’s blood was replaced and when Octavius came back to life he developed a taste for human blood and went on a rampage, converting people to vampires. That’s the story of why our kinds exist.” I was speechless. The story was intriguing. I suspect there’s more to the story and I have this hunger to know more. I could get drawn into a story like that if it was written. “Welcome

We arrive home and before the back door Onyx drops to the ground and I am forced back into my human form. 'I am dead, I need a week-long nap' Onyx says and disappears to the back of my head. I get inside and walk straight to our bedroom. I am in deep need of a long warm shower. I am covered in dirt from climbing through the swamp, naked. Never doing that again. I walk into our bedroom and see Kristy facedown still in her towel on our bed. Her light snoring makes me smile and I softly peck her shoulder before walking to the bathroom. I try to be as quiet as I possibly can, I don't want to wake her up she must have been exhausted as well. I turn on the shower and hop in when the temperature is

Onyx The next morning was glorifying with the warmth of the sun falling over the freshly settled white snow on the ground. The sparkling snow shined like a diamond. All the animals were in hibernation and the environment outside the pack house was quieter than usual. I was indulged in the book given by the elf, last night in the library. There were too many things written in the book but nothing about defeating magical powers. “Damn!!” I cursed. “Relax, Onyx! Why were you so troubled?” Fiarra approached with a cup filled of hot chocolate and offered me.

Obviously, no one is going to help me beat this mythical creature. “Great. Now I’m dead” I whispered to myself How did this even happen? Few hours earlier… I woke up earlier than the usual. The sun was yet to rise and I estimate the time to be around 5 am in the morning. The first thing I did was to check on Liza. She was still sleeping soundly, so let us not disturb her. I planned on exploring the town today and attempt to sell the remaining of the glass pieces on my pocket. I do hope that they'll accept this so we can have enough money to buy supplies.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

She closed her eyes, but by the time she opened them again he was gone. Now alone, she turned back towards the entrance to the cave and instinctively reached for her weapon with the longest range; a silver crossbow with lapis gemstones welded into the metal plates at the end. With a few steps forward, she crossed the threshold into the cave. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but she wasted no time and advanced further through the tunnel.

’’ Gore grunted. ’’It’s not like you tell me things.’’ Harlow pouted. ’’Harlow, you should have said something, this now changes everything.’’ Karina put in. *** "Soon, the darkness will fully manifest itself," Onyx laughed as Harlow struggled to move in her dream. "No matter what you do, you will always have the darkness in you, and very soon I will come for you to harvest it, making you my ultimate weapon." Harlow groaned out as she woke from her sleep, she felt something caressing her face.