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All the werewolves who were members of the Night Walker Pack were present at the Pack's house to receive a briefing from me. Even Dad who had been avoiding me the last few weeks showed up. Of course, now everyone knows about the case that ensnared me and Gabriel Adler as the next Alpha Silver Moon. Most of the Pack members support me, but there are still a handful of people who have doubts about my leadership. Even Uncle Brent lately has been critical of every decision I make. But all that is still understandable.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

"Be right back." I looked out at the throng of partygoers. After two full moons, the Werewolves were nearly three hundred strong—and that wasn't counting the Omicrons who were in Europe awaiting Paul's call. In a few days, the process would begin again to increase the Pack. I watched as they danced and laughed with each other. I still felt out of place among them. Werewolves were social and needed touch. Vampires were not.

This last ritual, the third ritual was the root of the relationship that got built between the Luna and Alpha, and also Luna and the pack members. This ritual was the one that blessed them truly for eternity because the god of werewolves himself came down to this cave to bless them. It was rare and holy because the occasion to be blessed with the God's blessing came every twenty hundred to two hundred years later because of werewolves having a longer lifespan than of humans. And when they find their mate and give birth to their offspring, it's usually when they are one hundred years old. Every time an alpha found his mate the God of werewolves would come to this cave to complete the last rit

Nico breathed a sigh of mixed exasperation and relief before continuing. “Okay, first things first. If you haven’t realized yet, you’re a werewolf.” Ben looked at his furry self which was sitting down on the floor. “Yeah, I guess I got that… I thought we change with the full moon, though.” “Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.”

I took a sip of my wine, searching the room. The estate had glass walls, manicured lawns, and a DJ booth pumping out bass into the night. This was not some down home werewolf meeting; it was a supernatural elite mixer, courtesy of the elite of the Blackwood pack, whose compound was just outside of town. Derek had made me come here, his voice harsh in our pack’s group chat. “You’re going, Sienna. We need their favor.”

Maps were handed out, compasses too. Solara unfolded hers. “I’ll take high ground. You handle the ground search.” “Works for me.” We moved in together. The forest swallowed sound almost immediately. Footsteps muffled. Branches overhead blocked most light. Shadows shifted in ways that felt wrong—like they were watching. First flag was easy. I slowed time just enough to snatch a flag from some werewolfs. Solara provided cover with her flames. “Nice catch,” she said. “Thanks,” I replied.

“But Aion is right. You need to keep calm. It won’t do to let anyone know how much you care about this girl already. Everyone’s nervous now that the rumor has gotten out that she’s a witch.” “I still don’t understand how that got out so quickly,” said Roman. Aion glanced over at the two of them. “We are part of a werewolf pack that can sense people’s emotions and mind read each other sometimes. Don’t worry. When she gets back, we’ll keep her close.” Roman smiled. He was glad that they had welcomed Nora so quickly and could only hope that the rest of the pack would follow suit. “She’s here,” Aion said, “I just saw the car pull up to the building.”

he replied, and he went ahead to tell the council of the plans he had for the land. It surprised her that he was going this far for land that wasn't his in the first place. She knew very well that Reed had more than enough land on other borders to expand if he wanted to, so she highly doubted that he was expanding. The truth was that more werewolves were leaving the Blue Moon pack than the ones joining with the pack, so he didn’t need the land for expansion but for his selfish reasons. He was still the same Reed and had not changed at all.

Maximus, Georgia, and Luna, standing as a united front, awaited Dracula's response. "I have observed the unfolding events with great interest," Dracula remarked. "The moonlit mark is a rare occurrence, and Luna's presence in this alliance is a testament to the intricate dance between werewolves and vampires. As you step into my castle, let it be known that the alliance between our packs and kingdoms will be tested and strengthened within these walls."