had ever felt her. Her aura pulsed with a fierce, protective energy, brimmin

en our true nature. We could shift, and when we did, Elsie transformed into a large, majestic white wolf-a rarity, as my mother had explained. White wolves were unheard

es designed to foster unity and strength-I remained hidden, safe within those walls. My mother was the only one who knew about this hidden part of my li

protective instinct was strong, and she was determined to reveal herself to the pack to pro

to the pack's judgment and possibly even to greater danger. Yet, with the impending execution looming over us a

ou're going back to your maker." They dragged me out of the place where my virginity had been ruthlessly taken from me. The one who was supposed to love and cherish me, th

my mind. "We are not going

hered. They took me up on the podium where the Alpha, the Luna, and t

ha today, but we will also celebrate

de his disgust, the Luna sneered at me, while Jaden just looked at me and smirk

aptured last night. She is declared guilty of conspi

obtain his ultimate power! Capturing me, my foot! They all knew this but behaved otherwise. And Florence was his supposed mate

my body tingling, and I knew Elsie had surfaced, revealing her golden eyes. Before the executioner could do anything, pow

r powerful form taking shape. It was both exhilarating and terrifying. The promise I had held so dear

as immense, but so was the hope that this act of bravery could change the course of our lives. The m

yes filled first with shock, then realization, and finally, fury. I would have loved to know what he realized, but even El

, for it left me with more questions than relief. He muttered, "So he's the bastard that fathered her." The words echoed in my mind, twisting the knife of betrayal

credible speed and agility. The realization that our secret was out and that the entire pack would soon be after us fuele

en from me all these years? The questions swirled in my mind, but there was no time to dwell on them. Survival was all

at had fueled my escape began to fade, and exhaustion settled in. I was sure we had long passed the pack borders, an

our territory. The feeling was exhilarating. The forest was vast and wild, a tapestry of scents and sounds that I

berance infectious. For a moment, we were not escapees but explorers, discovering a new world for the first time. The trees whispered

ation of freedom kept us going. We leaped over fallen logs, splashed through clear streams, a

me our sanctuary, and for now, that was enough. The oppressive weight of the pack's cruelty began to lift, replaced by a cautio

of my situation hit me like a cold splash of water. I was out in the wild, alone. I couldn't shift back to my human form because I would be naked, vulnerable to the eleme

ng in. We needed a plan. We needed to find shelter, water, and eventually food. The forest,

an to search for a suitable spot, somewhere safe where we could gather our thoughts and strategize ou

ressive weight of the pack's cruelty was lifting with each step we took. Yes, we were alone and uncertain of

ge that provided a natural barrier. It would serve as a temporary haven, a place to rest and plan our next move.

." And with that resolve, I closed my eyes, letting the sounds of the forest

tantly be wary of other rogues and avoid stepping into another pack's territory. If I did, I faced immediate death or capture

ck life. Apparently, the topics of humans, vampires, wolves, and other creatures were covered in shifting classes

cold. That's when I heard a voice calling out to his friend, "Hey Luke, come see what we've hunted!" I opened my eyes to see two men aiming guns at me

hurt or even kill us if it struck the heart. My ignorance was glaring. I had always bel

but they managed to shoot my arm. The pain was immediate and sharp, a clea

ifying with each movement. To my shock, the wound wasn't healing as it should. Instead, it grew increasingly red a

lver bullet," she said, her voice heavy with concern. "Silver is

with the relentless pain and the growing infection. Days passed in a haze of suffering until I stumbled u

ove the silver bullet from my arm. The process was painful, but Leah's presence was a relief. She provided me with some m

crumpled piece of paper. "They'll have what you

n continued to fester despite the bullet being removed. The road ahead was uncertain, but Leah's help had given me