Left wounded and alone, Savage must navigate a treacherous world filled with danger and betrayal. As she seeks revenge against the pack that destroyed her life, she discovers hidden powers within herself and allies in unexpected places. With every step closer to her ultimate goal, Savage's determination and resilience are put to the test, forcing her to confront her own inner demons and redefine what it means to be truly savage.
"Rise and shine, it's time to get up and get ready for school," mom softly utters as she gently massages my back to wake me up.
Reluctantly, I shift to my side and meet my mom's gaze, murmuring, "I really don't want to go to school today, mom. I'm not feeling well."
Concern etched on her face, mom places the back of her hand on my forehead and asks, "What's the matter, sweetheart? You don't have a fever."
Tears well up in my eyes, I confess, "My stomach is aching, and I have a bad feeling about today."
"Honey, everything will be ok, I promise," Mom whispers as she kisses me on the forehead. "Now get up, birthday girl. I made your favorite breakfast of blueberry and banana crepes, along with french vanilla coffee."
Just the thought of food makes my stomach grumble, causing me to squeak before we both start laughing.
"Looks like your stomach agrees. Now up with you," mom demands with a laugh while standing up and heading out of my room.
Groaning, I glance at the clock and realize that it's only six thirty in the morning, causing me to huff while tossing my blanket off and getting out of bed. Before stomping to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day.
Standing beneath the warm stream of the shower, I allow the water to envelop me as the bathroom becomes filled with steam. This creates a misty atmosphere that surrounds me as I attempt to push aside the foreboding thoughts that creep into my mind.
Hastily getting dressed in my go-to attire, a cozy combination of a hoodie and jeans, I descend the stairs to the tantalizing aroma of blueberry and banana crepes wafting throughout the house. Taking a seat at the kitchen table, I pause for a moment before indulging in a bite, relishing the usual sweetness that brings me immense pleasure. However, today, even the taste of my beloved breakfast seems somehow off, leaving me with a sense of unease.
Mom watches me with concern etched on her face as I pick at my food. "Sweetheart, is everything alright? You've barely touched your breakfast," she says softly, reaching out to touch my hand.
I force a smile, trying to hide my unease. "I'm just not that hungry, Mom. Maybe I'm more nervous about today than I thought," I say, mustering up a small chuckle that sounds hollow even to my own ears.
Mom's brow furrows as she regards me, her eyes filled with maternal worry. "Is it because of your birthday party tonight? You know it's going to be amazing, right?" she says, trying to reassure me.
Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I push aside my half-eaten breakfast and stand up from the table. "I think I just need some fresh air, Mom. I'm going to go for a walk before school," I say, forcing a smile despite the tightening grip of anxiety in my chest. Without waiting for her response, I grab my jacket before heading out the front door, the cool morning air hitting me like a welcome embrace.
As I stroll through the well-known streets of my community, everything appears to be ordinary - children eagerly waiting for the school bus, neighbors strolling their dogs, and the constant hum of passing cars.
"Hello, Savage," a voice whispers, sending chills down my spine. "I've been waiting for you."
Fear grips me as I take a step back, my heart pounding in my chest. "Who are you?" I choke out, my voice barely a whisper. The figure takes a step closer, the shadows seeming to swirl around them ominously.
"I am the harbinger of your destiny," the voice replies cryptically, sending an icy shiver down my spine. "There are dark forces at play on this day of celebration, forces that seek to disrupt the balance of your world."
I feel a wave of panic wash over me as I struggle to comprehend the stranger's words. "What do you mean? What forces?" I demand my fear, giving way to a newfound sense of determination.
The figure shifts, and for a second, I glimpse piercing eyes gleaming in the darkness. "You possess powers beyond your wildest imagination, Savage," the figure continues, their voice low and haunting. "Powers that have been dormant within you, waiting to be awakened."
My head spins with confusion and disbelief. Powers? Me? It all feels like a surreal nightmare unfolding before my eyes. "I...don't understand," I stutter out, my mind reeling with a mix of fear and curiosity. The figure takes another step forward, their presence exuding a strange mix of danger and intrigue.
"You are not just an ordinary girl, Savage," the figure intones, their voice resonating with an otherworldly quality. "You are the key to unlocking a great power that has been hidden within you since the beginning of time."
I feel a surge of energy coursing through me, a tingling sensation that starts from my fingertips and spreads throughout my body. It's as if every nerve ending is awakening to some new awareness, some unseen potential waiting to be tapped into.
"But why me?" I whisper, feeling both small in the face of this mysterious revelation. The figure's eyes seem to bore into mine, searching for something deep within.
"You are the chosen one, Savage," they reply solemnly.
The next moment, the mysterious figure vanishes before my eyes, leaving me in a state of utter astonishment, struggling to comprehend what had just occurred. It's as if the figure's disappearance has unlocked a hidden realm within our own, and the surrounding air holds a lingering trace of magic.
The world transforms before my very eyes, as if a veil has been lifted, revealing a vibrant tapestry of colors and a symphony of sounds that were previously concealed. It is an awe-inspiring experience that leaves me standing there, unable to find the words to describe the profound impact it has had on me.
As I stand there, my mind racing to make sense of the unexplainable, I cast my gaze around, desperately seeking any sort of explanation. Yet, to my dismay, everything appears to be ordinary and unchanged. The world continues to function as it always has, oblivious to the extraordinary event that just unfolded.
To ground myself back to reality, I resort to pinching myself, hoping for a jolt of pain that would confirm I am not trapped in a dream. However, the lack of any reaction only deepens the mystery, leaving me questioning the very fabric of my being.
The encounter with the figure has left me in a state of profound as I grapple with the implications of this surreal experience. It feels as though a door to a parallel dimension has been opened, offering a glimpse into a reality that exists alongside our own.
The world around me seems to pulsate with newfound vibrancy, as if the encounter has unlocked a hidden layer of existence. It is a moment that defies logic and challenges the boundaries of what, I thought, is possible, leaving me with a sense of wonder and an insatiable curiosity to explore the mysteries that lie beyond our everyday perception.
"Hey, Savage, are you ok?" I hear Clair ask as I turn around, and she is standing beside me, causing me to jump.
"I didn't even hear you walk up to me." I say to her, trying to get my pounding heart to calm down.
"You were zoned out for the last five minutes," Clair says while looking at me oddly.
"I swear there is someone here talking to me just a minute ago." I say, while looking around.
"Weird," Clair says, looking around before turning back to me and smiling. "Well, let's head to school and hopefully, you will feel better. By the way, Happy Birthday Bestie, I cannot wait for the party tonight."
"Are we still getting ready at your house?" I ask her while we walk towards the school.
"Yes, I want to do your hair and make-up, so you look even hotter when you meet your mate for the first time. Or, at least, we hope you do." Clair says while giggling.
Tink's world has been consumed by an overwhelming sense of anguish and torment ever since the tragic loss of her father, which also resulted in her being forcibly removed from the comfort of her home. However, little did she realize that the depths of her suffering were yet to be fully experienced until she encountered an unimaginable ordeal at the tender age of ten. Now, faced with the daunting prospect of her own body succumbing to an unknown affliction, the question remains: will she find the strength to endure and overcome, or will she ultimately reunite with her beloved father in the realm beyond?
Hybrid Skyler's worst fear came to life when she turned eighteen years old and was rejected by her first mate and pack on the same night. They cast her out of the only home she had ever known, solely because she was different and believed to be a weak Omega. Little did her ex mate and pack know there was more to her than her looks and designation. Now, as she moves to a new pack, she meets her second chance mate, who brings a glimmer of hope into her shattered world. Just as she begins to learn about whom she really is, the question lingers in her mind–will her second chance mate reject her, just like her first mate did? Or will he prove to be the pillar of strength she desperately needs, standing behind her and together, becoming an unbreakable force?
Omega Nathalia, burdened by a deep-rooted fear of other wolves since her youth, has lived a life overshadowed by unfortunate events that led her and her mother to be labeled as rogues. They were sternly warned to remain unseen and unheard until they could find refuge within the "Arctic Paw Pack," her grandparents' pack. However, as Nathalia embarks on the treacherous journey towards her grandparents' pack, she soon realizes that the path ahead is riddled with unspeakable horrors that test her strength and resilience. Will she possess the fortitude to endure the agonizing pain that awaits her, or will she succumb to overwhelming despair and reunite with her mother once more? Amidst these uncertainties, Nathalia finds herself questioning whether she will forever be forgotten and whether she will be able to triumph where her mother had failed.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”