Novel & Cerita Wives

No mother should have to endure the pain of losing a child. Her death had been brutal. Moon Fang had been quiet throughout the Pack Wars and the politics that came along with it. As followers of the old ways and the family of the Conduit it was their duty to not intervene unless instructed too by the Moon. The faith allowed them to miss the pettiness that the wars had started over. The wolves had lost the true reason for life and had lost their faith altogether, a recurring issue that had led to the unresolved issues that still plagued them.

He could be Melvin, trying to save me. “When you say ‘We’, who exactly Sienna?” I asked. “All of us. Mom, Dad, Ed, Jane-” She answered, sitting down on the bed. “Jane went hysterical and fainted. She’s downstairs.” Sienna whispered, shaking her head. “It was like watching Anaconda. Mom could not talk for an hour, Selene.” I pressed my forehead to Albert’s chest. “Albert, do something,” I groaned, clutching on his shirt.

She felt her stomach tighten a little as she walked up the steps, though, for some reason, she felt calm, as if she didn’t have anything to be too worried about. Her eyes darted down the list, skimming it first. She did not see either of the names she was looking for the first time through. Then, she looked again, more closely this time. She read every name—all 200 or so--of the wounded, missing, and killed in action. Jaris’s name was not there. Neither was Will’s. She let go a deep sigh of relief. But then, the woman next to her began to wail. She turned to see if she recognized her face, which she was glad to say she did not. “My baby!” she was screaming. “Dear God! Why? Why?” Another woma

But as we were about to slam on the ground, she grabbed me and gently dropped me on the floor. “I have never seen that much fear before, Jude… I couldn’t bear it, I just had to take hold of you.” She said, almost like she did something wrong. We were afloat. I looked below and saw what looked like spears sticking out of the floor. "What are those?" I asked Craya "Programmed weapons" she replied "Programmed? Like to kill us?" "Yes Jude, the only way to enter the Base is to be killed. In the upper section, you'd just reanimate instantly, but down here, you'd reanimate in a pocket dimension within this space.... and that's what we call the Base"

Chapter 16: Double Trouble Kayleigh “All right, ladies! Listen up! My name is Vilma Wolfgang Medici. I am from the Blutschild Pack Germany, and a member of the Wolf Blood Council. On top of that, I also run the Council’s elite warriors, the Guardians. I’m honored to be this week’s trainer. We only have four days together, so we will soak up as much learning and training as we can. Welcome to the Week of the She-wolves.” The hairs on the back of my neck rise as I gape to my side and land my eyes on the owner of the voice with the German accent.

“We weren’t sure if they’d be a threat to my people. I have to protect my pack. Some of these women, we don’t know where they’re from. They’ve been badly abused. We don’t know if they’re mentally stable.” “Of course,” Amelia replied. There were beds lining the walls. Some of the women were sitting up, trying to eat. Others were lying down. Laura, Olivia, and Lily were all there helping. They rushed to Amelia when they saw her. “It’s just so awful. What he did to these women.” Olivia blinked back tears. “One woman had a bad infection, Mila. We’re treating her as best we can.” “They’re covered in cuts and bruises,” Laura whispered. She wasn’t even trying to hide her tears. They streamed down h

Almost all were elderly, pregnant, and children. Scattered across the floor in front of the packhouse were the bodies of forty-eight warriors fallen in battle. It was an image that broke the heart of anyone who looked at it. Little by little, the parents, wives, husbands, and children of those who had fallen knelt down to mourn the loved ones who had departed for the Moon Goddess' realm. One body in particular, one of the strongest female warriors in the pack, broke everyone's hearts. She was the Beta's mate, who had been injured in the battle and lay unconscious in the pack's hospital.

"BEGGAR! Get out of the pack! If you have any self-respect, you should break your bond with the pack on your own accord!" Others joined in with the mean girls, their red eyes gleaming as they continued spitting insults at Alicia. Since the war 30 years ago, all other species, witches, human, vampire and anything that wasn’t a werewolf became the target of their hatred. Being without a wolf made Alicia more susceptible to their prevailing hostility.

Damien’s eyes narrowed, and with a swift motion, he signaled his forces to attack. The battle erupted like a storm. Claws and steel clashed under the moonlight, sparks flying with every strike. Aria moved at the center, a whirlwind of silver and gold, her powers heightened by the life-thread she carried. Every movement pulsed with energy, a perfect synchrony of magic and instinct. The awakened women flanked her, their golden glow illuminating the battlefield. Lena’s hands moved in precise gestures, weaving protective shields around the younger wolves and apprentices. Nyah struck with pinpoint accuracy, her movements graceful but lethal, each blow amplified by the connection she shared with A

A few residents looked at me sympathetically like I had just received a death sentence. But if only they knew our dirty little secret. The first consultation of the morning involved a woman in her late twenties named Vanessa Dan. A very beautiful lady. Tall, curvy, flawless skin, expensive perfume… the kind of woman who clearly knew the effect she had on men. And unfortunately, she knew exactly how to use it. The moment Dr. Sinclair entered the examination room, her face lit up. “Doctor Sinclair,” she said warmly, smiling far too sweetly. “It’s good to see you again.”