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Alpha Zane's eyes flickered open, his grey eyes swiftly moving around the room, till he came to a slow focus on Beta Kane's desperate eyes. "Alpha. You are awake." "Kane." he said, a small breath escaping his lips and he pulled himself to a sitting position. His cloak was still wrapped around him, but the right shoulder was off, exposing the constellation tattoo that extended from his upper arm to his neck, and stopped just before his ear lobe. Standing out was Polaris, the northern star, the star his pack had been named after.

He answered. "So are we going to inform the council about the beast's abduction?" I asked with a raised brow. "No, the council made it clear. The beast is to be left unharmed as long as it doesn't find its bond or cross the damn river. Attacking it without reason could bring unwanted war between the Tasmanian devils and our own people. What we will do is go there and make sure we find out if Hera is alive or dead." He answered seriously then threw the papers on a small table beside him.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

Just an order. I stepped out, closed the door behind me, and shifted back into my beast form. Stone blurred beneath my paws as I tore through Blackreach, past its gates and straight for the edge of the Whispering Woods. By the time I reached Brammon and Rhydan, the forest line was already crawling with movement. Manticores came first. Dozens of them—their humanlike faces fixed in those eerie, empty expressions. Lion bodies, scorpion tails arched high, each one moving in perfect, unnatural formation.

She was standing in the gunner’s hatch of a heavy scav-crawler right behind the motorcycle vanguard, her plasma rifle coated in the residual, glowing Origin-Code from the Neon Rain. I looked into my right mirror. Pacing the convoy through the dense, glowing blue brush were massive shadows. Origin-Beasts. But these weren't the rhino-sized wolves we had fought when we rescued the Code-Born. These were something worse. They looked like prehistoric big cats, but their bodies were entirely composed of jagged, shifting crystalline muscle that refracted the ambient blue light of the forest. They were incredibly fast, their multi-jointed legs eating up the uneven terrain without breaking a sweat.

"Well, fuck. You survived." “Barely,” I rasp, swallowing a half-laugh. “You’re all fucking insane.” “You’re welcome,” he shoots back with a wink, eyes dancing behind that cracked mask. The Beast stands and stretches, his movements a slow ripple of muscle and power. He rolls his shoulders, cracking his neck with a grunt as he gathers cloths. “You did good.” His voice is softer now. Not quite gentle, but something close. He pauses, then adds, “Didn’t think you’d last. But damn... you did good.”

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

“I don't see anyone.” “Just close the window, please.” My mind is still anxious. The thought that someone is always with me scares my mind too much. Not because I am a coward, but I am worried the stalker might find out about my real identity. He closes the window and comes back to me. “I will ask Sean to keep an eye on you.” My head nods. As he kisses my lips one more time, we continue until early morning, fucking each other the whole night shamelessly. The next day, it was time for another competition. Fighting a beast. Lozark had brought that beast from another pack. They're known for their barbaric nature. Huge like bears, cruel like lions, has sharp fangs like vampires, and resembles th

And I was going to find out what. After Damien left me alone, I stayed in that room for hours. I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew I had to find something. And then—I did. An old text. Dusty. Nearly falling apart. The passage sent a chill down my spine: "A union between the beast and the bride will break the chains or doom the bloodline forever." "She will carry the mark of destiny, a symbol of the moon." My heart slammed against my ribs. My hand instinctively went to my hip, fingers grazing over the crescent moon birthmark.