Most Vengeful Zodiac Signs นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

She can’t sing. Didn’t you see her marking on her wolf? She’s all black with blue-tinted fur with a white symbol on her chest! Okay, well what does that symbol mean? It means that she’s the incarnation of the Goddess of Water. The upside-down triangle on her chest is an ancient symbol of water. What. The. Fuck?

His eyes glowed with a sinister and bloodthirsty gleam, "Repeat that for me, will you?" She was furious and did not mince her words, "I'll say it again, Ben I would rather marry Eli than marry you. I would never marry you! Get that into your head!" He clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling. I quickly steered Emilia aside, for fear that his rage would harm her again. However, she was beyond her control, still trying to hit where it hurts even as I pulled her away, "Ben your mother ordered my death and stomped on my unborn child. Now, are you trying to beat Zoe to death in front of me? Did I desecrate your family's graves in my past life? Or maybe it runs in your family, murderers!"

In that moment, I vowed to recalibrate my strategy, to ensure that this momentary setback would not define my legacy. As I glared at the defiant Luna and her guards, a renewed determination flickered within me. This interruption would not be forgotten or forgiven. I would devise a plan, more intricate and diabolical than before, to assert my dominance and eradicate any trace of rebellion. They had awakened a vengeful spirit within me, and they would soon learn the full extent of my sadistic prowess.

The vial was small, dark glass, a simple cork stopper, something the pack's oldest healer had prepared and which I had been carrying in my car for three days, uncertain how to offer it without it becoming a conversation I wasn't ready to have. I set it on the console between us. She looked at it. She didn't reach for it. "What does it do exactly," she said. "It replaces your scent signature with something neutral," I said. "Not human, wolves can always tell human from wolf. But unaligned. Like a wolf who hasn't chosen a pack yet. It reads as non-threatening without announcing anything specific." She looked at the vial. I knew what she was thinking. I had spent enough time learning her silenc

The room was silent for sometime as the scent of vanilla fought with my musky scent and I clenched and unclenched my fists. I should be mad at her. I am, actually, but then again… My head turned to look at her scared almost too pale face and it dawned on me that more than anything I was relieved. I was glad that she was safe, that nothing happened to her. For someone high in the hierarchy of pack members and with as much wealth as I had, it wouldn't be surprising that a long list of people would want me dead and would try to get me by any means. They did it before with Vivianne which was why the minute I heard that Adriana was missing, I went into a full rage.

Aria shouted, silver energy flaring so bright it cast her shadow across the valley like a radiant eclipse. She focused her power inward, letting it flow through her fully. The Silver Moon responded, intensifying her senses, amplifying her strength, expanding her reach. Every enemy wolf she faced faltered, some collapsing instantly. Rowan roared in tandem, black fur bristling, teeth bared. Together, he and Aria were unstoppable, a combination of raw ferocity and unearthly power. Kael’s golden eyes narrowed. He lunged at Aria, seeking to strike her down, but she anticipated his movement. Her silver energy surged, enveloping him in a cage of light that pinned him mid-step. He struggled, but the

Margaret looks like she is reminiscing stories she has lived through. "I know this is going to sound like a fairy tale and it sounded like one when my mother recollected those events and told me." Margaret takes another sip of her tea, "Wolves have always been warring creatures, very possessive and always ready to fight over whatever they think was stolen from them. They were also greedy and wanted to have more land, more authority, more of about everything. The Moon Goddess was angry and disappointed in her children. There was innocent blood crying for revenge from the soil beneath our feet.

"Heh, go for it, kid." "Okay so let's see. In training, we're taught that Kali created everything. True?" Ally watched Salax nod. "Okay. So let's see. Len is pride because he prides his creations over everything. You, hmm....I asked around about you. You have to be lust. The most common answer about you I got was "he'll fuck it if it has a hole."" She smirked at Salax's chuckle. "I think Furo is wrath. Elysium, hm, greed?" She was just guessing but Salax nodded. "Okay so that leaves Veraque. He's envy, right? That's the only one left." "Not bad, tigress. Most people confuse Veraque and Elysium's sin all the time," Salax grinned.

"Trina will no longer be our target. Jake will. We are gonna make his life miserable and make him regret choosing that ugly Trina over us. I learnt that his birthday is next week. We are gonna ruin his party for him using Trina." "But how?" Mandy smirked.