The tension on the platform was palpable as Xander stood, flanked by Quinn, his newly elected and approved second in command, and Amelia, the witch and the map to the mark and power of the lycan king, alongside the three other alphas who had pledged their allegiance to him.They knew that their fate, and the fate of the lycan kingdom, hung in the balance with the oncoming threat of the Purge that would be driven by the supernatural hunters. As they locked hands, preparing themselves for the impending challenge, the door swung open, revealing Damien and Lucian, Xander's own brothers who had not been a part of the growth since inception. The room fell silent as Damien and Lucian entered, their expressions hardened with determination and perhaps a trace of envy. One after the other, they spoke, casting doubt upon Xander's worthiness to be the lycan king.“Do you think you'd have our support? You swindler!” Lucian spoke.“You have gathered all you have, even your followers by crooked me
Amelia’s hands trembled with anticipation and the aura of the incantation she was reciting. She stood before the shimmering portal she had created. It pulsed with a soft, ethereal light, promising to transport them to a time long gone. She turned to face the pack, who had gathered around her, their eyes filled with curiosity and hope.Eager whispers filled the air as they gazed upon the portal, their hearts beating in rhythm with the unknown possibilities that lay on the other side.Gripped by a sense of adventure, they yearned to step into the past, to witness history with their own eyes.Xander, the confident and noble alpha of the pack, stepped forward, his presence commanding the attention of every wolf present.As he stood before them, he glanced up to see his father, the grand alpha of the Wild pack, approaching in his wheelchair. There was a gleam of pride in his father's eyes, a subtle reassurance that Xander could feel deep in his bones."Son," the grand alpha spoke, his vo
As Xander, Quinn, his second in command and the rest of their group stepped through the portal, they found themselves transported back in time, emerging into a world untouched by the advancements of the last two centuries. They stood in awe, observing the surroundings that mirrored the way the world had been two hundred years ago. Old buildings and lanes, old trees and people adorning old clothing materials.Amelia, the powerful witch who had been instrumental in creating the portal, assumed her role as the group's leader.Standing before them, she began to paint a vivid picture of the reality they had left behind and how they could navigate this new, yet familiar world."Welcome, my friends, to a world frozen in time," Amelia began, her voice carrying a sense of excitement and caution. "Here, we shall find ourselves in a realm untouched by the progress and innovations of the present day. It is crucial that we understand both the beauty and danger that lies in this time."The group ga
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow upon the scene that unfolded in front of Alpha Xander and his companions.The wind whispered through the ancient trees, carrying with it a sense of anticipation and secrecy.Alpha Xander and the leader of the travelling group stood tall and commanding, at the forefront of his pack and the group. His piercing amber eyes scanned the ranks of gathering men around them, trying to know who they were. Quinn, his trusted second in command, stood faithfully by his side, his gaze equally vigilant. Behind them, the Wild pack - composed of seven powerful werewolves - emanated an aura of strength and unity. A sense of determination resonated within each of them.Amelia, the enigmatic witch, stood slightly apart from the pack, her hooded cloak concealing her true nature from prying eyes.Four alphas from the packs that pledged allegiance and three representatives, each from their respective packs, stood united with Alpha Xander, formin
Shawn felt his body absorbing the coldness of the earth and slowly, he opened his eyes. He was in a room filled with soil, and he lay there in his wolf form. He tried to stand but he couldn't, something felt heavy on his neck and there, he realized that the chain was to bar his strength. In a mellow tone, the cranking sound, accompanied by whirling and beeping happened in his head. He sighed, knowing that he was about to be briefed on his mission. SYSTEM: Hello, Shawn Rossacks, welcome to the second mission of the third tier in the 6-Tier System. You have been reborn as a werewolf again, as Ethan, another alpha of a pack. His pack was attacked, many were killed, many fled, and he was captured and stripped of his strength and kept as a slave. He died, but you're here, resuscitated in him to carry on his legacy in multiple dimensions.Shawn, you're to reunite your pack and bring them under your rule to fight a common enemy that will arise soon. Also, you are to ensure the safety of
As Aurora walked closer, Shawn fixed her eyes on her. She was the mission, the reason he was in the body. She looked at her brothers and for a moment, he knew not how the mission would go. How would he end up forming an unbeatable alliance with her when the hosts of her brothers circle her? He had no idea. "What is the meaning of this?" Aurora asked, standing up from her seat on the plush velvet couch. "Why have you brought a werewolf here?" Now she walked towards the door. Shawn, as a pet would, particularly with the chain on his neck, sat on the floor and lowered his head, his muzzle towards the floor.He had formed a harmony with the new body based on his past experiences as alpha Xerti. He had understood that there were no boundaries between his mind as a man in human form and as a wolf in werewolf form. Her brother, Alistair, looked at her with a serious expression. "I saw him in the cellar of the household we wiped. He is the alpha of a pack that had been hunted and killed b
Aurora was alone in her room when her hearing sense caught her name in her brothers' mouth. She stood and walked towards the living room.Just like her brothers, Aurora loved the antique setting of their house as she would immediately become transported to a different time. She stood above and held the bannister as she looked down at the large living room that had a fireplace. In the centre of the room was a large, round table, surrounded by four chairs - one in each corner of the room. In each chair sat her brothers, shirtless, with their pale skin glowing in the light. Lucian, the eldest of the group, sat in the chair to the north. His piercing blue eyes sighted Aurora and he smiled at her when she walked down the stairs.Aurora stood beside a pillar and folded her hands. She smiled back at him. She knew it was time to hear most of their pains and plans, it was always amusing to her.Aurora stared back at Lucian, the eldest and the most protective of her. His long, silver hair fal
"No, Luci," Aurora argued. I'm going nowhere. "Listen to me," Lucian said and held her by the shoulders. "We are not dying. We are staying alive and we are seeing soon.""Take him, go!" Alistair seconded, turning to face Ethan. Shawn walked close to Aurora, hoping that his time had come and she slapped his hands off. "This time, I am staying to fight. I am a vampire too," Aurora protested. Damien joined the plea and knelt. Now, she was between Lucian, Damien and Alistair while Lucas was still mounting the door. "My flower," Damien started. "With you here, I'll surrender. We will surrender. I can't watch them lay a finger on you. Look at the numbers, remember the number rules - when they're plenty, beg, threaten, beg again, then run if you can, bet we'll be there before you run. Give me the reason to fight through and see you again."Utter silence befell the room and Aurora looked into their faces. "Where?" she finally asked for the rendezvous. "The hut in the outskirts of Burry.