"He's coming to this world again." A voice echoes, sending a shiver down my spine as I tilt my head and see an object waning in thin air spookily. Whoosh. My body muscles contract as it waves and smiles at me before completely moving out of sight. "Clarissa." A hand touches my right shoulder from behind. I turn to see Alpha Thompson, causing my lips to shiver and my body to shudder. "You don't have to worry about him." Alpha Thompson reassures, smirking. "He's gone and gone forever. All he has left are empty threats." Wondering how he knows about this seems needless, and instinctively, I know the ghost that appears to me had been killed by Alpha Thompson, who happens to be my own father. "You killed... him?" I stutter, and he replies with a cunning smirk across his lips. "I'm sure you won't want to live anymore when..." I begin to say, closing my eyelids but still inspecting him. "... when he's back. To torture you."
"Dad, tomorrow is the day we say our goodbyes." I murmur as a melancholic whisper emanates from the leaves. A clandestine figure glides through the bushes, leaving behind an aura of puzzlement. Holding Dad's jaw with care, a mixture of sweetness and sorrow colors my smile.
"You caught that, huh?" Dad interrupts, pulling my hand away from his jaw. Shifting his posture, he shoots me a stern glare when he realizes I'm not correcting myself.
"No joke, Dad. Tomorrow is the day we lay you to rest. It's happening today, and I'll miss you." I acknowledge.
"Dad, hold on." I plead, reaching out to touch his chin, but he dodges my attempt. A sharp pang hits my throat, and as I nearly slump, an unseen strength keeps me balanced. My familiar ghostly visitor, claiming to love me, is present here.
"He's meeting his end today." The voice echoes mysteriously. "Ensure it's his secret fate, shared only with him. If anyone else hears this, they too will be destined to be a part of this."
My heart races as I approach Dad, desperate to apologize and prevent him from revealing my plan for him to any other person.
"Dad, it was just a joke." I plead, pouting my lips. "Please, forgive me."
"You weren't joking. Smith needs to know about this. Are you mentally deranged?" Dad retorts, his concern superseded by a stern tone.
"Dad, I'm just 17, an underage werewolf," I explain. "Not deranged, just underage."
"What relevance does that have?" He fumes, sliding back as I subtly take a few steps forward to be closer to him.
"An expert keeper indeed." I chuckle softly as the door creaks open. Smith, the Beta, stands there, ignorant of the looming plan and secret that the ghost intends on keeping from him to spare him from becoming a victim as well.
I jiggle the doorknob and suddenly let out a piercing shriek, causing the firm hand on the door to drop. Smith escapes. Even Dad, startled, is now on the bare floor, crawling cautiously.
"You're aware I can end you right now?" I warn Dad, blood oozing from my eyes. It's not the usual red; it's a distinct green color.
"The Green Witch family." Dad remarks, evoking memories of Linda, who encouraged me to join a witch's meeting for protection and learn the ways of the craft.
"Not a witch." I clarify. "It's quite a sight to witness an Alpha on the ground due to his daughter's authoritative statements."
"That's not the issue, girl." He retorts, rubbing his eyes. "I sensed you're not part of this pack, nor are you in this pack."
"If I'm not in this pack, then who's doing the talking?" I bark, though deep down, I acknowledge his accuracy.
"You're two fold. A werepire. Your vampire spirit resides in the ghost world while you're here in your wolf form in the human world." Smith explains, reading from a sheet of paper. "Having known this, finding a mate in this world will be challenging. Die."
"No." Dad quickly intervenes. "That can't happen. We'll find a solution. Her late mother was a vampire and a witch, but look at me, I'm just a werewolf. We still got mated. In a way, I believe what you're saying, Smith."
I sigh. "Where did you get the information from, though?" Alpha Thompson, my Dad, inquires of his Beta.
"From the moon goddess, Alpha." He replies. "You can only contact the moon goddess if you have never killed a Blue Wolf."
"Who are blue wolves?" I coldly ask.
"Alphas of packs become blue wolves if they have up to one hundred warriors in their pack house. Those with fewer are called Green Wolves." Smith explains.
"Or Green Witches?" My brain clicks. "Did you mean 'Green Witches?' Huh?"
"No. Do you know anything about Witches?" Smith asks, questioning.
"No." I retort. "Can you leave, please? I have something to tell my Dad."
"No, don't leave, Smith. She wants to..." Dad demonstrates, drawing his hand towards his neck and then sideways. Smith gasps, catching on, and it later turns into a smirk.
"That can't be possible." Smith smiles.
"Since you don't understand how it goes." Dad replies. "Pass her by and help me up. I need to get into the pack house now."
"Why are you an Alpha?" Smith questions. "When you get scared by little stuff like this?"
"Why are you a great Beta when you can't help an Alpha when he needs it the most?" Dad retorts, his tone sharp.
"Clarissa, please don't hurt him. Can he come towards me?" Beta Thompson silently implores, his eyes monitoring my lips. A sour taste fills my mouth, coupled with a sudden shift in the way my eyes function. A strange gasp emerges from within me, causing Thompson to jump up and flee towards the pack house. However, with a sudden crack from tilting my head, I pull him back in front of me.
"Where are you going?" I chuckle, observing the two of them shivering on the ground. "It's confirmed that not only did Alpha Thompson kill a Blue Wolf, but you, Smith, also did. This marks the end of your pack."
Thompson rolls on the ground, swiftly standing up with force, his gaze burning with anger.
"What did you say?" He demands.
"This pack has come to an end." I repeat, gradually returning to my human form.
"A pack of more than two hundred warriors?" Dad questions, struggling to stand. "What have we done?"
"Guilty folks." My mouth twists as I curse at them from inside to out.
With a loud shriek, Thompson charges towards me in a threatening manner. Unable to shift immediately, I hit the ground, but a hand pulls me out from under Thompson, and I slide away. As he tries to reach for me again, his hand breaks inside, and he drops to the ground, only to rise by himself and then drop again.
My Ghostly Friend is in action.
"I regret having you as a daughter." Dad says, exhaling sharply. "Look at how a Beta is bleeding. See, look at your nose. You've wasted your damn energy."
I expect my ghost friend to embrace me, as he always has, but there's no sign of him. I lower myself to the ground, bowing my head. Sniffling, I hear a voice.
"Stand up. And let us go."
I stand up immediately, realizing it's Dad beckoning to me. It's late in the night, and all nearby stalls have closed. Dad is holding a weak wolf in his hands.
"Any of your omegas died?" I inquire, still in the process of standing well.
"No. Smith. Didn't you hurt Smith with your damn power?" Dad questions. "Come up, you idiot! He must not die, or else, you'll die."
"I don't care whether he dies." I shrug. "After all, I, myself, am killing you tonight."
"Follow me right behind, bastard." Dad curses, dropping Thompson to the ground. "Wanna fight with me, right?"
"And whoever wins will rule the pack. Deal?" I chuckle inwardly, ready to fight with clenched fists.
"I know you think you can win me, but I know more than you do." Dad smirks. With his hands raised, a large sword materializes. He points it at me almost immediately.
"Can you overcome this sword?" He poses a challenge, and I tilt my head backward slightly to avoid the sword entering my eyes or slicing my throat. My eyes glisten as I see a name plastered on the sword.
"Alexander." I read inside of me and gulp down saliva.
"And who do you think Alex is?" Dad chuckles. I won't get scared, maybe he has some sort of paranormal power to hear my mind. He's kind of stupid, I'll get to know his secrets soon.
"I didn't think of that." I say. Silently peering into the darkness of the night in the forest behind and in front of us, a figure approaches. It must be my Ghost Friend. My energy won't be enough to fight Dad, as my vampire being advises me to withdraw once I consume my energy.
If that's my ghost friend, then I'm good to attack. Hair standing on end, a wave of heat streaming across my heart, my wolf takes control of my body. I snap Dad's neck, and we both zoom to the nearest tree. I grip his chin as if it's my prey, knocking my head against his. His wolf starts to take control gradually, staring wickedly at me as if he wants to devour me. I withdraw and drop to the ground as he transforms into his wolf, his clothes vanishing into thin air. He takes the sword with him and attempts to strike me with it, but I cunningly slide out of the way. The sword hits the ground unevenly and becomes blunt. He sighs even in his wolf form but throws the sword at me, clapping his claws together with his back bending and his large jaw dropping and rising in preparation for the fight.
Taking the tip of the sword into my mouth, it starts to choke me. Little do I know that Dad sent it to me, intending to render me powerless so he can kill me, and no one will know he's been murdering anyone all this while. Even if my ghost friend doesn't kill Dad for murdering him, I will, myself, as Dad has never denied the fact that he murdered an innocent Blue Wolf.
"Look at me while I fuck you, Emily." I flinched at the sound of his voice. It didn't sound any bit like Marcus's, but I was scared all the same. "Emily," His voice was rougher this time, his hand sliding down to tease my clit. I shivered, more from need than fear, as I met his gaze just as he requested. My breath stilled. This man was more powerful than my mate who rejected me. He's the Lycan King. My second chance mate. *** The 20-year-old Emily had suffered greatly in her pack for being the late bloomer amongst her peers. Marcus, the Alpha King, realized she was his mate and rejected her on the spot. While mending her heart from the sting of rejection, she was sold to the most feared Lycan King, who later realized Emily was his second chance mate. In a quest for superiority, will Emily accept the most feared and beastly Lycan King? And will the Lycan king whose heart had long awaited his second chance mate, accept Emily, a late bloomer with a small and brown wolf, to rule beside him?
In the shadowed realm of werewolves, Sera Moonshade, marked by destiny, finds herself entwined in an unexpected fate. Orphaned and rescued by a mysterious savior, she navigates pack life, forging a forbidden connection with the enemy Alpha's son. Yet, a clandestine force upheaves her world – an enigmatic Alpha, veiled in secrecy, slays the intended ruler, claiming the throne. Sera's destiny pivots as she becomes bound to this spectral leader, an Alpha who dwells in the echoes of the unknown. In a realm of shifting allegiances, where love collides with destiny, Sera must unravel the mysteries surrounding her, embracing a path fraught with intrigue and the intoxicating allure of the supernatural.
“I know this dude. I’ve done my research on him. He’s just a clone of their Alpha, nothing but an Omega!” The Alpha declares angrily. “What business do you have with a mere Omega?” On a Thursday morning, a werewolf confronted me while hunting, but my parents fled. Ever since, he's been pressing me to be his mate, but I hadn't given it a thought until I was captured by a wealthy man. A more powerful werewolf, an Alpha, came to my rescue and claimed me as his mate upon reaching his pack. While he hasn't marked me yet, the werewolf who confronted me, seemingly an Alpha as well, sneaked into his pack to escape with me, but he was caught red-handed. Will he be able to claim me as his mate, or will Spartan's power as an Alpha overtake his actions, claiming me instead?
Nora Taylor's journey to visit her family takes a perilous turn when she becomes ensnared by werewolves. Captured and subjected to torment for being human, Dominic emerges as an ally - the Alpha of a powerful pack. Despite their knotty relationship, Nora escapes, only to fall into the clutches of another Alpha – Dominic's twin brother. Later on, Dominic unravels Nora's link to his longstanding adversary, his brother. Dominic claims the children Nora bears, sparking the menacing rivalry between the twin Alphas. In order to determine the father of the kids, the wolf doctor examines the bloodline, heightening tension between the twin brothers. Can Dominic successfully affirm his claim on the kids or will his twin brother's thirst for vengeance lead to a deadly fight that will claim his life?
Alpha Kenneth orchestrates a strategic move to capture rival Alpha Max from the Lunar Blaze Clan. With urgency, he warns Alpha Fred's pack of the impending threat. Tensions rise as Kenneth confronts Alpha Max, leading to a fierce battle. Despite Emilia's courageous efforts, Alpha Max's moon goddess connection prevails. In a selfless act, Kenneth surrenders his powers to save Emilia, who becomes Alpha Max's mate. Silver Moon Pack crumbles, and a vengeful Kenneth departs, promising to reclaim his mate. As war looms, he leaves with determination: "I'll own my mate once again. Good luck to you."
"She is my mate." George gulps down saliva stuck between his tongue. "She is my mate!" He splutters, for the umpteenth time. "I have to look for her. Now!" He sniffles, fighting back the tears pooling in his eyes. "I have to find her." "And do you know the consequences?" Alpha Festus deadpans. George nods. "Your wolf power would be retrieved. You'll be attacked by rogues on the way, your father and mother wolf would be killed, and at last, your efforts would turn fruitless." George gazes up at the sky, and the metallic handcuffs bound round his hands clank. "Moon goddess, my mate. I will surely find her." He screams, and tears trickle down his cheeks till they graduate to ocean of tears. Unexpectedly and suddenly, frightening even the devil Alpha Festus, George's wolf takes control and the chain frees off of his hands. Without taking two for three, he zooms into the air and flies above the fence of the pack house, his wolf adrenaline rushing within him with speed. Alpha Festus orders his warriors to pursue him at once but before they gather together, George has zoomed into the forest in his wolf form. Alpha Festus blocks his Betas from moving. "Wait. Don't pursue him anymore." He deadpans. "Send rogues after him." He winks at his Betas and they follow suit, taking the orders seriously with utmost immediacy. Then, five hundred warriors are masked and sent after him, to make sure he doesn't get his mate again. That lost mate. Read and enjoy how George suffers and threatens, did he finally get to see that lost wolf? That lost wolf, that lost mate. The wolf is his mate and blood is thicker than water, moon goddess can only help. Read on.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
For seven years, Claudia allowed herself to live under Eddie's shadow. She thought that devoting herself to him would eventually win his heart, but it turned out to be nothing more than wishful thinking on her part. When they finally cut ties, Claudia did not argue or ask for any compensation. Instead, she chose her peace and left without looking back. She never imagined that Eddie would suddenly appear on her wedding day, furious and wild-eyed. He glared at her groom and declared, "I was here first!"
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
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Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.