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51. UNDER ATTACK
NARRATORNo matter how much they explained to the Alpha, the pain of Verak's death clouded his mind, and he ordered Drakkar and Lyra to be imprisoned.He almost took Nana too, but he still feared the influence of the old healer.Of course, Drakkar resisted. No one was going to lock them up again.“If you take them, you'll have to face us too!”The salt team was fuming with rage over the injustice.Verak had been an idiot whose plans had backfired.He left them to their fate without caring at all. Only Drakkar and Lyra stood by them.“Then you're all out of my pack! YOU'RE EXPELLED, GET OUT! GET OFF MY LAND!”The warriors' hearts trembled. No one expected that reaction from the Alpha.Being cast out of the tribe was no joke. Only the unity of the werewolves allowed them to survive in such a hostile environment.“Don't be afraid. Whoever chooses to follow us will live better than staying in this pack.”Lyra's voice reached them. The women turned to look at her, and so did the warrior wo
52. VENGEANCE
NARRATOR"Everyone, shift! Take the women and pups to a safe place!"The Alpha roared, barely managing to shift into his animal form when more than fifty enraged wolves came charging out of the dense forest.They wore heavy armor on their backs, camouflaged with plant scents, way more prepared than them, who had been taken completely by surprise.The black wolf leading the enemy pack burst through the wooden gate, tearing down the weak defenses, charging like a battering ram against anyone in his way.They wiped out the pack in less than half an hour.Ferocious beast fights broke out between the huts.The ground was stained crimson, and the roars of rage and pain reached the sky.Gertrudis watched from a high hill in the distance.Her eyes filled with shock at the fire and slaughter.The wind carried death and conquest.If she had delayed only half an hour, she and her daughter would have perished.The Valle Fértil pack was conquered.The Alpha lay defeated under the claws of the othe
53. A SURPRISE FOR YOU
NARRATORDrakkar warned the healer, who had already shifted back to her human form.Gertrudis and Nana had nowhere else to go either."Alright," both of them said, and they were led to the back of the cave through a well-camouflaged crack.Drakkar pushed aside the curtain of leaves they’d woven to mask the scents.They passed through the passage, and both women arrived in a whole new world.Through the cave network, they had discovered a cavern with a vent, free of gases and heat.Not only did they have hot springs to bathe and boil leaves, but also better-made huts crafted with pelts, bones, and wood.Best of all, they hunted powerful creatures despite having few warriors, but nothing could stand against their new weapons.Gertrudis held back from asking questions.Especially because of the hostile glares from the women chiseling stone molds.All of this progress had been brought by Lyra in just a few days.She told everyone that the dagger was made in these caves, not traded at the
54. IT'S CALLED 69
NARRATORHis hungry mouth couldn’t hold back anymore and went straight to devour his female’s.He moved his lips over Lyra’s soft ones, sucked them between his teeth, and slid his tongue inside to taste her.Lyra pushed him by the chest, and Drakkar stepped back, still locked in the kiss, until he was cornered against a tree.His large hand slid under his woman’s skirt.Breathing heavily, mouths moving and tongues intertwining.His calloused fingers caressed the length of her wet slit, the soaked panties full of desire. They slipped past the edge, reaching the slippery folds and the throbbing clit.Lyra moaned into his mouth from the way he teased and groped her so erotically.Drakkar rubbed her clit in delicious circles that made her whole body tremble.He caressed between her pussy petals and pushed his middle finger in, fingering her, stretching her open.Drakkar buried his face in the curve of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent, growling low at the vigorous movements of his ma
55. REUNION WITH MY LOVED ONES
NARRATORThe victorious Alpha stood among the ruins of what was once the Fertile Valley pack.His dark gaze and thirst for vengeance remained unquenched.Where did this weapon come from?He asked himself again, staring at the dagger in his hand.The pain of losing his son mingled with greed. None of these fools seemed to know how to make it, but his people had spoken of a white-haired woman and another male who wasn’t there."Sir, we found a trail near those mountains," the warrior reported, pointing in one direction.They were experts in tracking and conquest."Get ready."*****The next day, just as the sun rose over the horizon, Lyra, Drakkar, Gertrudis, and Nana set off toward the intricate passage.The steep and hidden grotto led them into a dark cave."Don’t be afraid. The beasts don’t dare to come in here,"she said, walking ahead in her wolf form, carrying Nana.Nana’s illness came more from the heart than the body—the bond with her Omega was weakened and withered.When Lyra e
56. KHALUM IN “WAR” MODE
NARRATORIn Lyra’s mind, the wolf that had saved her in the jungle slipped into her inner world, circling around Aztoria, who stared at him in fascination.She was a big Alpha, but her mate towered over her.They sniffed and licked each other, recognizing one another as two halves of a whole."I'm your mate, little one. My name is Khalum," he said, caressing her snout.Suddenly, that wild lycan scooped Lyra into his arms, and she felt so small against the softness of his broad chest.“Don’t cry, my beautiful Lyra, I’ll take you home,” Drakkar’s voice poured into her heart.Why did Drakkar now look like a lycan?Had he already been cured of his curse by absorbing that strange magic?Lyra didn’t understand what kind of combination this was, but she snuggled against him and closed her eyes to gather strength.His scent, his warmth, his protection... it all surrounded her and made her sigh.“Why do you look like that, like a lycan?” she heard Aztoria ask Khalum.“A lycan?” he tilted his f
57. THE WOLF KING'S CONCUBINES
NARRATORShe saw her trusted man being dragged by a huge white she-wolf who shook him like a rag doll, fighting fiercely.Another warrior jumped in to help, and the Alpha was planning to corner her,but a black-and-white shadow rushed in from his right side.He jumped back, saving his neck by barely an inch.He shifted to face Drakkar’s massive, untamed wolf.Even without his “war” form, he was still a beast to be feared.The Alpha’s wolf got tangled in a fight that didn’t last long.Khalum carried that dark and violent energy, he needed to let out the rage.He crushed the Alpha in his jaws, ripped open his throat and watched him bleed out onto the grass.Then he rushed to help his female, who, by the way, was already finishing off the last warrior.Amidst the corpses and crimson liquid dripping from their fangs, Aztoria and Khalum rubbed against each other and circled.They touched like it was a passionate, bloody scene.When the pack members saw them emerge from the underbrush, they
58. I WILL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES
NARRATOR"Y-Your Majesty..."The priests bowed, peeking through the massive curtain at the silhouette of the man sitting on the other side.The Wolf King's presence had always been unusual.But lately, it had grown stranger and more mysterious than ever."Speak," the cold voice echoed from inside, distorted and oppressive."We brought the list of bride candidates for the Queen’s tournament... we hope they please you..."The priest extended the parchment with trembling hands, afraid he might lose them in the process. His silk robe clung to his back, drenched in cold sweat running down his spine."Who authorized you to hold a tournament?"The King didn't even need to raise his voice. They threw themselves to the floor, trembling."Y-Your Highness... you told me every six months... I thought...""Do I keep you around to think about anything?" The temperature in the room began to drop, as if an invisible hand was tightening around their throats.They started to apologize and bow like path
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