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Hearing her mother's words, she smiled softly and said, "Even if Ryan is not the king of this kingdom, don't forget that Ryan is the alpha of the biggest pack in this kingdom. And Ryan is the war hero of this kingdom. Ryan is the strongest person and the richest. Even if a queen sits on the throne now, Ryan will still have the most power and Ryan is a hero for everyone in this kingdom. Everyone respects him a lot. I will never leave Ryan. I will make Ryan my own." "You are talking nonsense. When you don't even love him, then why are you doing this? It can never be love. It is just an obsession" Her mother said Kathrian started laughing at her mother's words and then said, "I never said I lov

It is believe that the full moon is Seraphina and Achilles while the stars are the civilians who died with them. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ ☪ After so many years ☪ A lot of things has changed in the world of Magia, some have evolved because of the amount of discoveries, but they still haven’t forgotten the things and rules they are used to. There are some joyful events in different parts of the place in this magical world, but there are also unpleasant experiences. "Edmondo, call a midwife right now!" The king commanded. The heroic king of Prostatévo at the present time: Gualtiero Bobellon.

I immediately covered my neck "What....What mark? it's just....it's just a bruise...." "Bruise?" He raised his head and pulled my scaff off making everyone around me gasp including Sarah. I started to hear whispers "It's not a bruise but an hickey" He stepped even more closer making me step back "It was me who gave it to you" I heard Luis chuckle and others gasping again "You...You..." "Yes me. George Christopher. A True blood. Future Alpha of the pack. Gave an hickey to you. Arey Fernandez. Willingly" A faint smile was plastered on his face, looks like he was enjoying teasing me but that's not my concern is right now...

“Don’t get me wrong, but I prefer calling him by his name instead of rogue Alpha, which might come out as offensive.” “I do not offend anyone if I can avoid it.” He said, and I frowned in confusion. “But as you may know, Lucius is the rogue Alpha, and that is not something that I like. Malakai’s case is known, but he is an ally who we aim to make the Alpha of rogues, those who are not already following him, I mean.” “I see,” I said, and he smiled before wrapping his hand around my arm.

They had saved the central kingdom of Atlantic from certain doom. Helga, battered and bruised, slunk away into the shadows, her wicked laughter echoing through the night. She knew she had not won this battle, but the war was far from over. As Luna, Alex, and Hobert stood together, they pledged to put an end to Helga's reign of terror. They would honor Henrietta's memory and protect those they loved from the witch's malevolent grasp. And so, the battle-weary heroes set forth on their quest, determined to restore peace and bring justice to their world. Through their grief and heartbreak, they would find strength in unity, and in their love for one another.

18 years later… It had been 18 years since the war that reshaped our destinies, and as Luna, I watched over the pack with a mixture of pride and contentment. Ethan, my son, had grown into a formidable Alpha, carrying the weight of his responsibilities with grace and strength. He stood by my side, a symbol of unity and resilience. The pack thrived under his leadership, embodying the ideals Silas had envisioned—a world where wolves and hybrids coexisted in harmony.

Claire and Alexander walked hand in hand, pack members stopping momentarily to greet them with lingering looks on Claire. She saw the confused looks on their faces. She couldn't blame them. Alpha Alexander hadn't introduced her as their Luna yet. But they could guess as much because his scent was all over her. She bent her head to the forest, ignoring all the piercing eyes on her. Some of them have her warm smiles but most of the females gave her a dagger look. "They don't bite. Take up your head. You're their Luna and are above them in rank." Alexander said as he reassuringly squeezed her hands.

Very impressive. “That’s the rules of the game, Freya. Always stay close to your enemies,” he sipped his drink. His last words made me find my relaxation. I allowed my back to rest on the couch as my body adjusted in. “Tell me something new, Vogar, why is Leo your enemy? I don’t understand the reason both of you can never coexist.” “I don’t coexist with a thief. Leo stole from me. He took away everything that belonged to me. You, my position as an Alpha, and my fated mate,” he sounded a little pained.

She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly searched the room for any clues that might help her understand the situation better. She found a journal that had belonged to the werewolf, and she began to read it. The journal contained entries about a war that had been raging between the werewolves and a powerful human organization known as the Order of the Silver Wolf. The werewolf had been fighting against the Order, and it had been doing so for many years. Ulrich was shocked by this revelation. She quickly put two and two together and realized that the werewolf she had just fought was part of this war. She also realized that if she wanted to help the werewolf, she would have to join the fight.

Laryn Sir Orland Locksy is a weasel in every sense of the word. I hate him and I hate the realm he lives in. Mucky skies, putrid air, and immoral people. I call it hell's realm. It's also my favorite place to collect treasure. My dragon brothers and I have been many times. It's always a challenge and, best of all, dangerous. I should feel apprehensive bringing my bride here, but what I feel is exhilaration clear to the tip of my dragon's tail.