We've come to the end of this lovely book and I'm grateful to all who have read this far. This chapter is the first chapter of the original story I planned to write but eventually changed the storyline to werewolf to be able to participate in the contest. Fortunately or unfortunately, I couldn't meet up with the contest because of my exams as you already know. I'm so grateful to you all. Please leave your comments, sincere comments on your feelings towards this book. God bless. Grazie♥️
"Who would have guessed that the popular beautiful talented actress was actually a flesh eating animal?"Raphaela froze."A werewolf." An amused mocking laughter followed, "a freaking werewolf."The laughing stopped, silence followed but Raphaela didn't move.Her weakness and sudden sickness felt a little strange at first but now..."Did you poison me?"Another laugh followed."When I found out, I didn't know what to do but as the experimental person I am, I decided to test a little theory ... If the effect of wolfsbane on a wolf is true."Raphaela's grip on the couch tightened, her back ramrod straight."You don't need to get angry, I figured you might wolf out on me if I confronted you and so I decided to protect myself. Every human understands the need for a little self defense."Raphaela closed her eyes and counted to ten; slowly... slowly... just like Lorenzo had thought her. The dizziness was becoming hard t
Telegraph news broadcast "The investigation on actor Sheng's murder continues and the police has asked everyone to take note of their safety and security while they hunt down this heartless killer. The investigation has still not produced any viable result and the investigation does not think the killer is out in a killing spree but rather that actor Sheng had a personal grudge with him/her. The police has tagged the killer 'the clawed assassin' due to the claw marks found on actor Sheng. The telegraph team still advices everyone to be careful. Related news: more fans still troop in their numbers to honor their beloved actor Sheng and various celebrities have offered their condolences to his family. The date of his burial has been..." The TV went black. Bones crack, nails turn claws, fur springs out of flesh, two feet turn four. A loud angry ferocious howl goes forth through the forest before a larg
"Alpha, the pack's in a riot! Cato and Sixtus are manipulating them to revolt against you. They are currently marching here. They've sworn to kill you!"Lorenzo's eyes darkened but he stayed calm, forcing his angry wolf to stay calm too. He could hear the angry howls and noise of his pack members. They were close.How ungrateful were they? He had protected them and scared off intending enemies for the past half decade since he took over the role of Alpha from his father. They never lacked anything, not food, not wears, not money, not resources, nothing! But then a few sleazy bags chants rubbish to them and they turn against him and even threaten to kill him!His wolf stirred uncomfortably, whimpering in pain.It wasn't hard for him to end them all but they were his pack and he had a tight bond with them and though he hated to admit it, he had a slight fondness for the pack he had grown up in.His wolf was in pain at the betrayal and unfortunately t
Cato and Sixtus did intend to capture Raphaela like Lorenzo suspected but as usual, they always underestimated the strength of a she wolf. Even in her sick state, the two wolf assasins were dead in seconds before the guards Antonio dispatched arrived. They could only dispose off the bodies.She lay in bed, reading a book, seemingly calm and well in contrast to the dying feeling she felt on the inside. The pack doctor was doing her best but the wolfsbane she had taken in was fatal. It was a surprise she only suffered from weakness and hallucinations.And it frustrated her that all her hallucinations were about a certain man.Who suddenly appeared.She sniffed in blood."Who did you kill this time?"Lorenzo hadn't gone to his room after dealing with his pack members but to Raphaela, all bloody and angry."Didn't you feel it?" He sat by her bedside, his head dropping unto her lap."A little. I'm currently too weak to feel or hear
Raphaela's eyes opened in a blur. It took sometime before they adjusted to the sunlight filled room. She was in her bedroom. Memories of the previous night flooded her kind and she grimaced.She searched through her bag which Julien had been thoughtful to keep by her bedside for the hidden herbs."Three leaves a day. Chew carefully and meditatively."She breathed out before folding one of the bitter herbs into her mouth. An hour later, she was out of her bedroom after brushing and taking a bath.Her house was gleaming clean and smelt nice. A walk into the kitchen gave her Julien in an apron squeezing fresh oranges."You shouldn't be on your feet." He rushed to her and guided her to a stool. She watched him calmly. Julien had always been a cold and aloof man, he had been that way for the first three years they had been working together but then later on, he relaxed a little around her and began showing her signs of care.
Raphaela held his gaze calmly."Julien, I'm sorry."A pained look flashed across his face before he became as calm as usual.He suddenly laughed."My first heartbreak, I'll definitely remember you forever, Raphaela." He smiled gently at her.It only made her feel more guilty. In fact, she began to consider it. They would make a good couple. She could never have Lorenzo and even if she could, she could never be with someone as selfish as he was. It was time she moved on from her past.But gazing at him, she couldn't do it. She could never love him the way he deserved, they were far too different, from different worlds, they would never work. And perhaps, what scared her most was the thought that one day, she might lose control of her wolf and end up tearing him to pieces. That lingering threat was ever constant in her mind.Julien looked up and met her gaze."You don't need to pity me. Even if I can't have you, I'll still keep l
She was a feminine beauty to behold, the perfect Luna material. She was slim and elegant, tough and ferocious like the warrior she was. Their eyes clashed and locked, surprise and admiration flickered through her beige brown eyes but he felt nothing. Not pain, not regret, not love, nothing except a burning thirst for revenge. His gaze shifted to her new mate who stood tall and proud in the middle of the duelling ground. The audacity... He strode leisurely to them, seeming not to notice the bows and trembling that followed as he passed through the gathered people. "Alpha Aurelius, I'm sure you know the price of what you've just done." He said threateningly as a form of greeting once he got to them. Alpha Aurelius smirked, golden curls fluttering behind his head. He was the ladies man. "I won't beat around the bush, Lorenzo. I'm here to take over your pack." Lorenzo's brows went up. "I have my warriors sur
Loud collective gasps followed, Antonio sprang up from his seat, the Silvermoon head warrior froze in shock, Davina had a complicated look on her face while Aurelius stood victorious. "Come on, Lorenzo!" He taunted, "Aren't you the famous Alpha of death!? Come on, get up!" Lorenzo spat out blood, his nails clawing through sand. His vision flickered between various shades of grey and pure white. He clawed his way to his knees, heaving as angry chants filled the air. Just as he got on all fours, Aurelius smashed him back to the ground. "How does it feel to fall at my feet, huh?" He laughed mockingly, squatting down to Lorenzo's bloody face, "How does it feel to lick the dust at my feet?" Aurelius grabbed a handful of dust and threw in Lorenzo's face. Lorenzo choked, coughing heavily, struggling with all his might to get up but he was too weak, his eyes were burning and he felt like his intestines were being twisted and chopped simultaneously. Wo