Novel & Cerita Black Moon Clan

By the time I returned to my penthouse after Chloe’s art opening, it was past midnight. My phone showed thirty-seven missed calls, all from Milton. And a string of texts: “Lydia, we need to talk.” “The clan’s situation is getting worse.” “The Black Obsidian Clan gave us an ultimatum this afternoon. We have 48 hours to hand over control of the blood banks.” “The Silver Wolf hunters have sent envoys. They’re demanding our immediate surrender.”

"You know, Ms. Spitz, I wonder what you know about soldiers or the war which is going on outside of our current borders." I swallowed. "I know that in school that I was taught the snipers and the soldiers on the front lines are usually alphas." "Right you are. Solely alphas. This gives us a single species in which we are seeking to find some way to augment the aggression. My current objective is to find the DNA difference between the three that exist in a heirarchy in our society: alpha, beta, and the elusive omega. We want to use the hypothesis of finding this biological adaptation which differentiated the alpha men from the best of the betas in terms of their physique and their mating

he whispers. I ignore his compliment. I don't like being called beautiful. Being beautiful is what got me in my situation in the first place. "Ummm, so what pack are you from?" I asked. "The Blood Moon Pack." My mouth is gaped open, that's the most powerful pack there is. "Wow, that's impressive." He shrugs as if it wasn't a big deal, "I guess, I'm the beta." Double wow, "They must be looking for you then."

Thane’s remark came with a flirty wink which made me blush again. I’ve been doing that a lot since my arrival here. I suddenly felt gloomy when I remembered the unpleasant news I had to relay to Thane. In my mind, I prayed that he’d understand and be patient with me. We finished our meal and he requested to show me to the training ground. I obliged and we left for the training ground. The morning sun cast a warm glow on the landscape. A notable thing about this clan was how unusually simple the people were. The Moon Black clan had warriors and craftsmen who from obvious indications seem to live together in harmony.

He said as he winked at him. "Yes. Just one day. Just one day." Alexander said, much more to himself. He'd been trying to convince himself. Mike right, Vee and Monika would protect her. After all, those three were irrevocably in love with each other. The Black Wolf's Clan Empire was the largest and most influential in the world, consists of four factions, mainly the Fairy Wolf's Clan in which they operated in the black market and drug operations. The Vamp Wolf's Clan faction was divided into two cluster, in the morning who attacked and operates in sunrise and the night crawlers who invade at night. They were specialized in human trafficking. They loved having humans as their slaves in all a

He simply gazed at me, his green eyes shadowed by emotions I couldn't identify. That's when I understood. He was already aware of the truth. Tina circled me, her tone smooth and taunting. "Your father the genuine Alpha of this pack fell in love with someone he shouldn't have." She tilted her head. "Your mother was no ordinary she-wolf, Gwen. She belonged to a bloodline believed to be extinct." Liam sighed heavily. "The Blood Moon Clan." A chill ran down my spine. I recognized that name. The Blood Moon Clan was among the most powerful and feared wolf bloodlines, renowned for their unparalleled strength and unique abilities.

Now, everyone was going to reap the seed that Jonathan sowed. “They’re in the building! Everyone, run! They’re killing everyone in their path!” Someone was shouting loudly, warning people who already knew they were doomed to die today. My heartbeat raced as I opened the first door to my right and ran in. I ran straight toward the grand closet and hid myself inside. My breathing was so heavy and loud that I had to use my hand to cover my mouth. The Black Moon pack were the ones attacking us. They were the strongest pack in the Werewolf Realm. They only raided and usurped packs whose members offended them in one way or the other. They never acted unless provoked.

Shadow Maulers were known as a ruthless group. It contains clanless people that will do anything for money. Killing someone is not even a problem. This group lives underground and usually works for powerful people in the background. Of course, the world would not be balanced if there were no bad people. Even if Ventus City was ruled by the Lowell Clan, it's still not in their hands to control these mad, selfish people. No matter how high they put the security, these shadows will still lurk in the background.

The night smelled of gasoline, rain, and danger. Isabella Russo sat in the farthest corner of the Velvet Rose, a half-filled glass of wine untouched before her. The stem of the glass was cool against her fingertips, but she wasn’t drinking — she needed her head clear. A single flickering light above her threw her into alternating shadow and glow, as if even the electricity couldn’t decide what to make of her being here. Her father had called this a “meeting.” In their part of the city, that word was just a softer name for trouble. When the Moretti family summoned you, you didn’t get to say no — you just hoped you’d be allowed to leave afterward.

Adam studied me for a moment before squaring his shoulders as if he had made a decision on something I wasn’t privy to. “Lizzy, Nathanial Devereaux isn’t your father. He’s ours, but your father is Alpha Lucas Montgomery of the Dark Moon pack.” The ground beneath me swayed, and I plopped to the ground, trying to get a handle on the spinning world around me. “I don’t believe you.” I whispered.