That same night, after the order to continue being the alpha of the Wild pack, Xander walked out of his father's office and walked through the club, people creating space for him as he proceeded. There were murmurings and he picked on most of them. The men called him a god, some say he had risen from the dead, some say he was the lycan king and the true alpha of the Wild pack. Walking out of the club, he walked towards the pack playing ground, their territory. As he proceeded towards the dais, members of the pack began to gather.Finally, he stood on an elevated dais, his cloak billowing in the gentle breeze. All eyes were on him, filled with anticipation and curiosity. Lucian and Damien, the former alphas, watched from the shadows, their demeanour tense and contemplative.They had ordered the murder of Xander, driven by jealousy and insecurity. But now, as they stood among the pack, they were unable to meet Xander's gaze, their guilt beginning to weigh heavily upon them."Did he kn
In the depths of the ancient forest, a secluded clearing concealed the gathering of a coven of witches.Amongst them stood Amelia, the captivating leader of the coven, a young teenager whose beauty negates the ideology of her deeds.Her elegance was accentuated by the ethereal flow of her gowns, gracefully brushing against the forest floor.As her haunting screech echoed through the trees, one by one, the members of the coven emerged, their presence transforming the once tranquil grove into a mystical realm.Amelia raised her hand, bringing the coven to attention. Her voice, a melodic blend of authority and enchantment, resounded through the air."Sisters, thank you for gathering here today. It has been a year since I assumed the mantle of coven leader, following the footsteps of my beloved mother." A touch of nostalgia lingered in Amelia's eyes, a testament to the weight she carried."I want to thank you all for allowing me to lead, despite my age," she said and bowed her head a bit,
The Black Forest stood tall and foreboding, casting a sense of unease upon anyone who dared to venture into its depths.Its twisted branches, like gnarled fingers reaching out from the shadows, seemed to beckon Lucian and Damien forward, deeper into its mysterious heart.As the brothers cautiously approached the designated location, a heavy silence enveloped the air, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves under their feet. Suddenly, a dense fog rolled in, obscuring their vision and veiling the area in an ominous shroud. Within moments, figures began to materialize through the smoke—ancient witches with faces etched by time, their eyes piercing and filled with a pearl of dark wisdom.Lucian and Damien couldn't help but be overcome by a wave of fear. It gnawed at their insides, threatening to consume them whole.But the coven head, a wizened crone whose voice carried both authority and menace, spoke with a steely calmness that quelled their escalating panic."Remain calm, you sons of
The Wild plain was aglow with the first rays of the rising sun as Xander, the fearless leader of the Wild pack assembled the pack with the early morning howl.They stood strong and resolute, their anticipation evident in their eyes, waiting to hear from their alpha. Xander stepped forward, his commanding presence captivating the attention of his pack."My brethren," he declared, "we are of the Wild pack, and as such, we must uphold the highest standards of conduct. We are guardians of this land, protectors of its inhabitants. Our duty is not only to our own, but also to secure peace with other packs to avoid unnecessary bloodshed."His words resonated with the pack. As he spoke, he saw the seven captains, they listened intently, knowing that the path they were about to embark on was one fraught with challenges and potential conflict.With a stern gaze, Xander continued, "I would like to remind you all of the three punishments that shall befall any who dare to defy the rules of our pac
As Damien and Lucian ventured deeper into the Lost Forest, they found themselves enshrouded by the dense thicket of trees and bushes.The ambient sounds of nature were muffled, and a feeling of uncertainty hung in the air. Damien turned to Lucian, his face filled with curiosity."Lucian, have you been here before?" Damien's voice was tinged with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety when he saw how Lucian meandered his way amid the thick forest, as though he knew where he was going. Lucian glanced around, his gaze sweeping through the tangled greenery. With a slight shake of his head, he admitted, "No, Damien. This is as unknown to me as it is to you."Damien felt a surge of unease, realizing the potential danger of their situation. However, his curiosity got the best of him, prompting him to inquire further."But, Lucian, you mentioned something about infiltrating the forest before? Why did you do that?"Lucian exhaled deeply, his eyes distant as he recalled past memories. "Well, now
In the multiple-lightened atmosphere of the Wild Club which was bustling with activity, Lucian and Damien seated on a worn-out leather seethe.The air was filled with the murmurs and laughter of patrons engrossed in their own pursuits.As they conversed, their attention shifted towards the entrance, where seven esteemed captains of the Wild pack strolled in, joining their table one by one.With a subtle nod exchanged between them, it was evident that they were about to discuss something of great importance.The tavern's owner, recognizing the significance of the moment, swiftly summoned his bartenders to serve each captain their preferred drink.Glasses clinked together, and with a toast to camaraderie, the group settled in, ready to delve into the heart of the matter at hand.Lucian felt gaze was settled upon him and he lifted his head and met the piercing eyes of Darius, his brother. They weren't on terms, they've never been. From the porch, Darius observed the lively scene down bel
Xander was looking forward to a deep conversation with Darius. He knew he was in danger, but to have Darius talk about it meant that Darius knew something and he wanted to hear it. But a messenger rushed in and announced that there was a woman who wanted to see Xander. Xander would preferred to face the conversation going but before he could talk, Darius patted his shoulder. "Later brother, we'll talk later," Darius said. As Xander followed the messenger down the dimly lit stairs, his senses heightened. He became alerted as he trusted none. This could be a trap. His instincts, honed by his fears for his brothers told him to be wary of every person he encountered.With the weight of responsibility on his shoulders as the pack's trusted leader, Xander had learned to trust no one without thorough scrutiny.Emerging from the club's entrance, Xander found himself face-to-face with a captivating woman.She exuded an air of intrigue and power that instantly echoed within him. Drawing clos
Owen, one of the captains of the Wild pack, rushed to ex-alpha Lucian and Damien just as they were about to drive out. His golden eyes flashed with urgency as he approached them."Alpha Lucian! Alpha Damien!" Owen called out, his voice laced with concern. "You both need to hear this."Curiosity piqued, Lucian turned to face Owen. "What is it, Owen? This better be important.""I saw a young witch named Amelia," Owen said, panting. "She had paid a visit to Alpha Xander. The information she brought with her was both intriguing and unsettling. The once-betrayed Lycan king, whose power had been in hibernation, was awakening. He would soon be seeking a new vessel to possess and become immortal."Though sceptical, Damien's eyes widened in alarm. "Are you serious, Owen? Are you telling us that Xander could become the Lycan king?"Owen nodded gravely. "Yes, that's exactly what Amelia said. I don't know how true this is but I have to tell you.""What do you think, Lucian?" Damien asked.Lucian p