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His lips then formed into a lopsided smirk. I gasped softly when I felt Lucien squeezing my waist as he grabs me closer to him. The Alpha of Crimson Pack then grinned upon seeing Lucien's gesture. "We haven't properly introduced. I am Drago Alessandrei Lestat, the Alpha of Crimson Pack. It's nice to finally meet you, Lady Ysobella." He offered his hand for a handshake. I was about to reach for it but I stopped when Lucien subtly gave me a signal not to by tightening his hold on me. But I don't want to appear rude so I accepted his hand nonetheless.

From the moment he spoke, it was clear he didn't have any great love for witches. It's a good job you weren't around when I first came to help Silverdale, Barach thought even as she gritted her teeth and stepped forward to bow her head respectfully. "Yes, I am Barach Michaels. I can only assume that you are Lester Silverdale, the werewolf alpha."

Every step he took was deliberate and calculated, ensuring he remained undetected while closing in on his adversary. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, transforming into the likeness of one of Dakota's closest pack members. The familiarity struck him, but he couldn't let sentimentality cloud his judgment. He knew it was Seraphina, using her deceptive powers to exploit his emotions. Dakota took a defensive stance, his muscles tense and ready to react. Seraphina lunged at him, striking with blinding speed and precision. But Dakota's agility and training as an Alpha Lycan allowed him to evade her attacks, his body moving with fluidity and grace. He relied on his enhanced senses to an

It should never be him. My stomach twisted painfully and my vision blurred. I felt myself stumbling forward even while on the chair that I was at. Dread and horror filled me. I thought I ran away from dangerous men, but this man standing in front of me was more dangerous than any of them. He was feared by all. But most importantly, this man was the greatest enemy of my family. The Ferrari Pack. From Alpha Alessandro, his father to him, Deangelo, the son. The cruelest set of werewolves ever.

HIDEOUS MONSTER (II) The day Lucious had clawed Roel’s face was still fresh and deeply engraved in his mind. Werewolves had excellent healing abilities and most of their wounds healed in a matter of time but much to his surprise, the wound that Alpha had given him that day never healed. It was a constant reminder of his hatred for the Alpha. This scar made him hate himself and hate the Alpha even more. And it was all the bastard Alpha’s fault. Roel will most definitely make him pay for this one day.

Slowly, he lifted it so the light from the window struck the metal. The head was not carved. It was the real thing. A wolf's skull, small and old, capped in silver. The eye sockets were filled with gold. "Mara always did talk too much," he said. "His name is Alaric," I said, and my voice shook, because I could feel her anger now, hot and sudden. "He was the Black Hearts' alpha before Hector. Hector bled him in the dark and left him in a ditch. Everyone thought he was dead."

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

“Do you really think you can beat me, little wolf? You’re barely more than a child.” “I’ll try my best,” Alec replies, and I can see him preparing to shift into his wolf form. That’s when Lucan notices my injury. His eyes focus on the blood seeping through my shirt, and a slow smile spreads across his face. It’s not a nice smile - it’s the kind of smile a predator gives right before it strikes. “Look at you,” he says mockingly to Alec. “You can’t even take care of Serena properly. She’s bleeding all over the place.”

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

“What did he do to you?’ I shook my head, feeling dizzy, unable to say a word. His aura turned dark. His jaw tightened and so did his grip on me. The door opened and the seer stepped out. “What did you do to her?” “I only followed the right procedure. Forgive me if I had hurt you, Luna” “Did you find out who the witch is?” Lukas asked. The seer's gaze lingered on me for a few seconds. I tensed up. “No. Alpha Lukas. I checked all of them and none of them is one. It seems my vision was wrong” he bowed deeply in apology. “So it was a false alarm? I ought to put you in jail for this, but I'll forgive you just this once”