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I replied. "We might have lost the battle, but we will win the war. Claw has been busy claiming smaller enemy packs for their own, and soon only the large ones will be left. The more ground we claim, the less space the enemy will have to gather their troops. We’re trying to make sure that if we do attack one of the larger packs, their backup will be unable to reach them without defeating several smaller packs first. We’ll sacrifice the smaller packs to make sure the larger packs survive."

Instead, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, racing toward the pack house with my heart pounding in my chest. When I got there, what I saw sent terrible chills racing down my spine. The pack house doors stood wide open, and warriors were streaming in and out like angry birds disturbed from their nest. Their faces were twisted with rage and something else I could not name. Without hesitating, I slipped between their legs, following the terrible sounds deeper into the building where I was not supposed to go without permission. The marble floors that usually shone like perfect mirrors were muddy now, covered with dirt and something darker that made my stomach turn.

The sole food that keeps me sane, alive, and stronger. As I fill my stomach with it, I stared at the wall just in front of my desk. Photos. Lots of it. At the university’s main gate, at the convenience store, in front of the dormitory building, even on a random road. Different places, day or night. But with the same person in every piece of it. Eliana Deere, of the very powerful Deere clan. One of the biggest, strongest, of all the pack. The only daughter of Boss R, with the inheritance of the throne just waiting for her. Eliana, you make me go speechless by how dumb you are. Turning your back against your pack to bump shoulders with humans, live in a room where humans sleep, eat what they e

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

The battlefield, which had been silent just moments before, now trembled with the weight of an impending war. "Now," Cora whispered under her breath, the words full of promise and bloodlust. "Let it begin." The battlefield was a war-torn symphony of chaos and bloodshed. The clash of swords, the roar of battle cries, and the heavy thud of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the air as the three clans engaged in a merciless struggle. It was clear—Cora’s clan was out for dominance, and they were pitted against the combined forces of Norwan’s and Natalie’s clans. The odds were staggering, but it wasn’t just about numbers—it was about strategy. And in this moment, Cora’s clan seemed to have

"Two storage buildings and one big processing building, all empty for at least fifteen years. The woods are thick which helps us hide but also makes it hard to see." I looked at the pictures while my wolf moved around inside me restless and angry because I felt like Golden was there waiting. The dirt test had been too exact to be wrong while the special minerals on his shoe only came from this one spot. "How do we get in?" I asked while thinking about the best way to go inside. "Each building has lots of doors and windows but most are probably broken from being old," Marcus said while showing building plans. "We need to be careful going in so the buildings don't fall down or make noise that

By the time I wandered downstairs, the smell of dinner was heavy in the air, and so was the sound of my parents' voices from the kitchen. “The Alpha is pushing for the eastern borders to be secured before the winter freeze,” Dad was saying, sipping from his coffee cup, “The beta families are getting restless about the hunting quotas.” “Well, he needs to finalize the alliance with the Northern pack first,” Mom replied, chopping vegetables, “If the line doesn't hold, the politics of the council won't matter anyway.” I slid onto a chair at the dining table, making a decent amount of noise, but they didn't even look my way, they just kept tossing pack politics back and forth.

~LEXI~ “One wrong move, and I was dead.” The thought flashed through my mind as I stepped inside the Esposito mansion. The mansion glowed under the night sky, too perfect, too calm for the danger hidden inside. It felt like a trap, the kind of place where power and secrets mixed, and one mistake could cost me everything.

“No… no actually I came to see you. Chaos had always wanted her own personal library and training center and her mother thought it will be nice to build one for her as a mating present.” “That’s great and I’m guess you wanted the go ahead to start building?” “Yes” “Well I have no problem. You can choose anywhere close to our home and start as soon as possible” “Thank you. I will like to survey the land today and my workers and I will start on it as soon as possible” “Thank you rather. It will be a great surprise to give her after our mating ceremony. She will be ecstatic” “She surely will be” Kiara cut in with a smug smile on her face

KELLEN More of Vargr’s army had turned up and we were now engaged in a full-on battle. Metal clanked, and growls were heard as some of the opposition began to shift, their wolves attacking my Gladiators who could not shift. “We’re outnumbered!” I heard Jasper call to me from my left.