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“I haven’t been your Alpha for very long, but I promise you this. We will get stronger together. Word will spread about today’s decimation of Alpha Felix’s pack and the other packs will learn that our pack isn’t so easy to defeat. Our pack members will not die in vain. Their legacy will live on through us, through our commitment to getting stronger so this will never happen again.” I offer an opportunity for people to come forward and say something about our fallen pack members. I’m pleasantly surprised when several people come up to say how much they will miss someone or how much someone brightened their day. When everyone who wants to speak has had a chance, the sun has set and the moon is

Darkness then swept forward, seizing me like a tidal wave. Unseen POV Isabel shifted in the cellar, her lips parting as if to speak, but the drug kept her still. Beyond the racks, an unseen presence lingered, silent and patient, watching and waiting. From the top of the stairs, the figure watched with a faint smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. Below, Blake Rasta teetered unsteadily, the pack’s infamous drunk, eyes wide and unfocused. A soft whisper floated down, urging him forward.

Only after he realized his bond with me was that I always died tragically at Jermaine's hands. Rohan, who lost me, fell into a prolonged depression and lost his mind as time went by. He walks a long path of revenge and eventually destroys himself. As Rohan's condition worsened, Southern Olf gathered other kingdoms to eradicate the entire population of Northerners, then stole all the natural resources there. “That's why I can't let my son live like that. I want only good things for him, and the only way is to kidnap you and make you meet Rohan at any cost.”

The silence was a bit uncomfortable at first, and I didn’t even realize I’d spoken out loud when I said they’ve always hated me and I’ll never be good enough. Easton reached over and grabbed my hand, and I could feel his worry and confusion, so I knew he could feel my emotions already. ‘How does this person I barely know already seem to care more than my own parents?’ I think to myself. Kyra pipes up, ‘Because our mate is perfect and was created for us by the moon goddess. Our parents are just stupid.’

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

He sad to himself as he enters is home. “I’m back.” He used to say this even when he is the only one living in that house after his parents abandoned that city because of their debts, Zed was playing outside when all of his family members left and went to who knows where, leaving only Zed to live by himself ever since they disappeared, with only Ameria being the only friend that he ever got close to because of the issue about his parents. “I could really use a warm soup right now. That beating got me really hungry.” He said to himself as he pass by the dining room with an actual steaming soup sitting on the table.

Lucian was not ready though, Imfao. Let me know all your thoughts in the comments! Like, subscribe and add to your library so you never miss an update! See you in the next one!

The carvings shifted, forming a symbol — a circle split in half, one side flame, one side moon. Revan stared at it. “That’s the mark of the first covenant.” “What covenant?” I asked. “The one that created the packs,” he said. “And the one that destroyed them.” The light grew brighter. The ground beneath us trembled again. Jordan grabbed my arm. “Lora, step back.” But I couldn’t move. The stone was pulling me closer. The voice inside me whispered again, louder this time. “The truth sleeps beneath. Wake it, and you will see what must end.”

Somewhere beside her, Estelle's breath shuddered, and Roger's hand rested briefly on her shoulder. ... Martin Fallow's empire collapsed faster than anyone expected. One week after that night in the club, Martin Fallow's name was plastered across every news outlet in the country - fraud, bribery, trafficking, assault. The list of charges seemed to stretch without end. His so-called friends vanished overnight, business partners severed ties, and the man who had once moved in the same rarefied circles as Victor's V Group now sat behind reinforced glass, awaiting a trial he had no hope of winning.

The warmth of the evening air turned cold as Serena stared at the symbol seared into the paper—a jagged moon bleeding black ink, surrounded by thorned runes. Her fingers clenched around it involuntarily. The Forsaken. Once thought annihilated, they were little more than whispers in the dark, monsters parents warned their children about. But Serena knew this wasn’t folklore. It was real. The mark pulsed with the kind of malevolent energy that couldn’t be faked.