Clans Warriors

My son is gravely ill. His inner wolf is too weak to awaken, and the healer warns that without the Alpha’s blood to strengthen his spirit, he may not last the next full moon. He clutches my hand, his feverish golden eyes dimming. “Mother, can Father take me to the Barnum & Bailey Circus？” But no matter how many times I summon my mate through the pack bond, he does not answer. His presence in the mind-link is an empty void. I can only hold my son as his small body trembles. I whisper stories of wolf warriors and great Alphas, but his breathing grows weaker. When the dawn breaks, his tiny fingers slip from mine. His wolf never wakes. A few days later, the scent of wild roses floods our pack’s sacred grounds. I turn—and there he is. My mate. My Alpha. He strides into the hall with my sister cradled in his arms. Her neck bears his fresh scent mark. His mark. I watch as he presses a lingering kiss to her lips, his hands caressing her like a treasure. Their love is bold, shameless—an unspoken declaration to the entire pack. And only then do I learn the truth. While my son lay fighting for his life, waiting for his father’s touch, longing for his Alpha’s strength… my mate was deep in Rose Valley, tangled in passion with my own blood. I thought my heart had long since gone cold from his neglect, but at that moment, it shatters. I make my decision. I will leave this pack. Yet just as I turn to walk away, the mate who had only ever treated me with indifference suddenly drops to his knees. A broken sob rips from his throat. For the first time, my proud, untouchable Alpha weeps.

“My warriors will slaughter you all. They will—” “Shhhh.” Alpha George placed his finger on my lips, “You know your people have lost, Kyra. Your army is nowhere close to mine; neither are your weapons. The best you can do from here is pray.” I lifted my chin, showing no fear. With the chains tugging my skin, I spat, eyes burning with flames, “If you're not scared, release me, let me fight with my people if I would not chop your head off.” “No, Kyra. You're my…” He paused, looking all soft and calm, until he replied, “Prisoner.” – Kyra Dew, Gamma of the Red Sky Pack, had gone to battles and come back victorious until she went to battle against their rivals, the Moonshine Pack. Captured, chained, and tortured for the truth, Kyra only promised to speak up when she saw the Alpha. Alpha George, strong and fearless, came into the dungeon to receive the shock of his life. His mate was the one whom he had ordered his guards to torture until she spat the truth. Angered and regretful, he made a mistake, a mistake that led to her escape, leading to the death of many. Kyra escaped back to her pack, happy to go back to her lover and soon-to-be Alpha, only to receive the shock of her life. What happens when Kyra finds out that her boyfriend isn't really her mate but has been deceived? What would Alpha George do when he finally finds the girl who caused him so much loss? “You don't know me,” Kyra said. Her chin was held in Alpha George’s grip. “I know enough to kill you.” Alpha George replied. Yet, his burning eyes were fixed on her lips. “Kill me?” Kyra tilted her head, “Or kiss me?” She whispered.

Après la grande guerre entre les humains, les vampires, les loups-garous et les elfes, un accord a été conclu : les descendants hybrides gouverneraient le monde. Chaque siècle, des alliances matrimoniales entre les humains et ces trois clans désigneraient le prochain souverain. Celle qui donnerait naissance au premier enfant hybride obtiendrait le pouvoir pour sa lignée. Dans ma vie précédente, j'avais choisi d'épouser Jax, le fils aîné de la tribu des loups-garous, connu pour sa loyauté féroce. Je lui avais donné un fils hybride, un louveteau à la fourrure blanche que nous avions nommé Zeal. Notre enfant était devenu le prochain souverain du monde, et Jax avait acquis un immense pouvoir. Ma sœur, attirée par la beauté des elfes, avait épousé le prince de leur clan. Mais le prince elfe couchait avec toutes les femelles de la forêt. À la fin, ma sœur avait contracté une maladie qui l'avait rendue stérile. Rongée par la jalousie et l'amertume, elle avait allumé un incendie dans lequel mon jeune louveteau et moi avions péri brûlés vifs. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'étais de retour au jour des alliances matrimoniales. Ma sœur avait déjà couché avec Jax la première. Je savais qu'elle aussi avait revécu. Mais elle ignorait que Jax était extrêmement cruel envers ses compagnes, ayant déchiré d'innombrables louves dans son lit pendant ses ruts.

"No matter the price," I said calmly to the witch across from me, "I will buy the scroll that severs a mate bond." I am Jean Thompson, Luna of the Crescent Pack in name only, and mate—also in name only—to Alpha Felix Frost. In the five years I carried this title, I endured Felix's indifference, my in-laws' scorn, and the pack's cold neglect. All because I loved Felix. I believed, with a devotion that consumed me, that one day my sincerity would move his heart. But on the very day of our fifth anniversary—when I discovered I was carrying twins—I stumbled upon him leading the entire pack of warriors to the airport… to welcome his childhood sweetheart, Mary Lockwood. That moment shattered the last of my hope. When he returned, I hid the bond-severing scroll among a stack of business documents and set it in front of him. "What's this? If it's important, give it to me later—" Before he could finish, Mary's syrup-sweet voice slipped in between us, "Alpha, our reservation is about to begin." Felix didn't even bother to look. He pressed his handprint casually on the scroll, ending five years of our bond. Just like that, our mate bond was severed. But I walked away with more than freedom. I carried with me a secret that could shake the entire pack—two lives growing inside me. Twins, foretold to become kings of the werewolves: the Alpha heirs. Later, in a place far beyond his reach, I gained everything I had once longed for—respect, trust, and love. But Felix came back like a storm I could not escape. His eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling with fury as he trapped me against the wall. "I never agreed to sever our bond," he growled. "Where do you think you're going with my pups?"

My Alpha mate Derek secretly inherited his sister-in-law Sarah after his brother's death. On the surface, I was his Luna, but in reality, Sarah was the one who truly held his heart. He praised me as the most exceptional Luna, tasking me with caring for all pack members, yet when Sarah tended to an injured male wolf, his jealousy flared so violently that he bit off the poor wolf's paw. In public, he proclaimed me as his beloved Luna to the entire pack, while keeping Sarah hidden safely in the shadows. When enemy wolves kidnapped me after discovering my identity, I desperately reached out through our mind link, begging for help. His response cut deeper than any physical wound: "Olivia, Sarah is carrying my pup. We'll tell everyone it's my brother's son. I must protect her and the baby without leaving her side for even a moment." "Just endure for a few days. Once Sarah's morning sickness improves, I'll lead all our warriors to rescue you." In the days that followed, I sent countless pleas for help through our link, but received nothing in return. Eventually, our connection shattered completely. For an entire year, those wolves imprisoned and tortured me. They broke my hind legs and ripped out my fangs, stripping me of my wolf's dignity. Derek never came for me. When I finally escaped and stumbled back to our territory, blood-soaked and broken, I discovered my daughter locked in the silver prison where rogue wolves were kept. She was being torn apart as food, her small body covered in wounds. Meanwhile, my mate—my pup's father—was joyfully celebrating the first birthday of his and Sarah's pup, announcing that Sarah's child would become the pack's heir. Tears streaming down my face, I gathered my skeletal little pup in my arms. "It’s OK, sweetie. I'll find you a better dad."

“Limang taon mo akong iniwan… akala mo ba papayagan kitang umalis ulit?” Si Isabella Reyes ay isang simpleng sekretarya na nagkaroon ng isang gabing puno ng bawal na pagnanasa kasama ang billionaire mafia boss na si Marcus Villanueva. Isang “mistake” lang daw iyon para sa kanya—pero para kay Isabella, nagbunga ito ng kambal. Nang malaman ni Marcus, pinilit niyang pakasalan siya sa contract marriage. Cold, possessive, at walang pag-ibig—puro galit at hate-sex lang ang namamagitan sa kanila. Natuklasan niya ang betrayal ni Vanessa, ang ex-fiancée na lihim na spy, at nagising ang galit niya. Habang buntis pa, tumakas siya patungong Italy. Doon niya pinalaki ang kambal na sina Mia at Milo bilang single mom, habang lihim na binubuo ang sariling imperyo—bilang ang hidden heiress ng Monteverde clan, karibal na mafia family ng Villanueva. Limang taon ang lumipas. Bumalik siya sa Pilipinas—hindi na mahina, kundi makapangyarihan na CEO na may hawak na sa shares ng Villanueva Empire. Paghihiganti ang nasa isip niya. Pero nang muli silang magtagpo, hindi na makapagpigil si Marcus. Chasing, begging, at intense na passion ang sumunod—habang natutuklasan ang mas malaking lihim: ang kambal ay may mafia bloodline powers, at ang bagong pagbubuntis ni Isabella ay nagbunga ng quadroplets—kasama ang “Stormbringer” na baby girl na may kapangyarihan sa elements. Sa gitna ng digmaan ng tatlong clans—Villanueva, Monteverde, at ang misteryosong Salvatore—lalaban sila para sa pamilya nila. Mula sa isang sinful mistake, magiging eternal obsession ba ang pag-ibig nila? O masisira lahat sa kapangyarihan ng Stormbringer?

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking. I thought I was finally free of the past. However, the moment the engagement was announced… Alpha Iris lost his mind.

Dans un monde régi par la loi des loups, l'alpha domine sans partage. Damon, un alpha redouté et sanguinaire, règne sur son territoire avec une poigne de fer, mêlant pouvoir et violence dans un réseau complexe de mafia et de trahisons. Impitoyable et froid, il n'a jamais laissé la faiblesse s'immiscer dans sa vie… jusqu'à ce qu'il croise le regard de Alina, une jeune oméga fragile et marquée par la peur. Alina est une proie facile dans ce monde brutal. Faible, silencieuse et soumise, elle a appris à survivre en restant dans l’ombre. Mais lorsque Damon la sauve d'un trafic orchestré par une meute rivale, il sent immédiatement le lien qui les unit, profond et indéniable. Pourtant, Damon refuse de se laisser dominer par cette connexion. Il est un alpha, et les omégas sont censés être des jouets pour le plaisir, pas une faiblesse. Mais Alina n’est pas qu’une simple oméga. Derrière sa fragilité se cache une force insoupçonnée, capable d'ébranler les certitudes de Damon et de raviver une humanité qu'il croyait éteinte. Alors que la guerre entre les clans s’intensifie et que les ennemis se rapprochent, Damon devra faire face à un choix impossible : protéger son pouvoir et son empire, ou accepter l’amour dévorant et dangereux qu’il ressent pour Alina — quitte à briser toutes les règles du monde des loups. Dans un univers où la loyauté est un jeu mortel et où l’amour est une faiblesse, l'alpha et son oméga devront apprendre à survivre ensemble… ou périr seuls.

L'année de mes dix-huit ans, le Haut-Roi a convoqué les héritiers des quatre grands clans, vampires, loups-garous, dragons et sirènes, et a étalé leurs portraits devant moi, m'ordonnant d'en choisir un pour une alliance matrimoniale. Sans hésitation, j'ai pointé du doigt le plus obscur d'entre eux : Mathéo Dimont, un loup-garou des terres frontalières. La cour a retenu son souffle, car tous savaient que mon cœur avait longtemps appartenu à Iris, l'Alpha au sang royal le plus pur. Pendant sept ans, je l'avais suivi comme un chien fidèle, supportant son indifférence, déclarant publiquement mon amour, allant jusqu'à sceller un pacte avec mon propre sang pour l'épouser. Dans ma vie précédente, j'avais obtenu ce mariage. Et grâce à moi, il avait hérité des ressources du Haut-Roi, devenant le souverain des quatre clans. Mais il m'avait trahie en marquant secrètement Ruby, la fille adoptive de mes parents. Furieux, ceux-ci l'ont envoyée étudier dans une meute lointaine. À partir de ce jour, Iris me haïssait viscéralement. Ses maîtresses s'étaient multipliées, chacune ressemblant étrangement à ma sœur adoptive. Il les laissait m'humilier en public, transformant peu à peu ma position de reine en sinistre farce. La dépression m'avait rongée. Je ne maintenais ma forme de louve qu'à coup d'inhibiteurs. Jusqu'au jour où il avait remplacé lui-même mes médicaments par un poison lent. J'étais morte dans une grotte glacée, portant en moi notre enfant jamais né. Revenue à la vie, j'avais perdu mes illusions. Quand le Haut-Roi m'a fait à nouveau choisir, mon doigt s'est posé sur Mathéo. J'ai cru échapper au cauchemar... jusqu'à ce qu'Iris perde la raison en apprenant nos fiançailles...

I was a stray pup. At five years old, several elite warriors captured me and threw me in front of the Alpha heir, Lucas. I heard his wolf talking to Lucas in his mind. "Lucas, this damn little thing is a hybrid of a werewolf and an evil witch. The prophecy shows she will be extremely vicious in the future, even killing your Mate. For the Moon Goddess, you must kill her now to protect your future Luna." Lucas agreed carelessly. But when he saw me, he froze. "Seriously? Dude, you’re saying this tiny thing is a homicidal maniac? How vicious can she be? Cursing the future Luna with a lollipop?" I tugged the corner of Lucas's expensive shirt, and looked up. "Big brother, I'm so hungry." He looked at my body, starved to just bones, and hesitated. "Anyway, the mate hasn't appeared yet. Might as well let her eat first. Even when we execute rogues, we usually let them eat their fill before killing them." His wolf replied, "Makes sense... but after she's full, you can't hesitate again!" From that day on, he raised me, this mixed-race brat, like a little sister in his pack. For over a decade, he and his wolf plotted countless times how to kill me, but always found various excuses to postpone the execution. Until I was 16, my brother was injured and lying in the healing center, but his wolf, having lost its will to live after being rejected by its mate, was unable to heal itself. The healer said my brother was going to die. I didn't try to stop him; I just found that playboy from school who had harassed me. I forced him to send my brother a mind link. "Alpha, I just wanted to say, Emma's body is really... really banging. I'll take good... care of her for you." I even chimed in through the mind link with a flirtatious whine. "Jason, don't be like that, Lucas will get mad... stop it." Less than half a second later. An earth-shattering roar came. "Son of a bitch! Jason, get the fuck away from her!" "If you touch a single finger on her, I'll tear you to shreds!"