"YOU'RE just a Luna, but you're brave enough to face me in a fight. Aren't you afraid for your life?" Amara mocked me.I was the only child of two unmated individuals who later died of illness because of my birth. I was adopted by my father's close friend, who happened to be a high-ranking soldier in our Alpha's pack, and he became Akira's father. I grew up being able to do whatever I wanted without any objections from my adoptive father.When I first saw my mate, Akira, I immediately admired him, and over time, my feelings for him grew deeper. Loving him from a distance was enough for me because I believed that eventually, he would come to me and love me back. But I was wrong. He fell in love with another woman. Was I afraid of losing him? No. He deserves to love who he chooses, and I deserve a man who will love me back, not just because we're mates and compelled to love each other due to our bond.And now, facing Amara, I don't feel any fear of dying at her hands. The only thing I fe
"AMARA!" I called out loudly to her. She paused in the midst of swinging her black sword behind our new Alpha.Akira stood up and noticed her intense weakness. But she tried to stay in her position to protect Clara and Vince. Vince lay on the ground with his head resting on Clara's lap. He had a large wound on his side. Clara couldn't stop crying as she tried to heal Vince's wound, even though she knew it would deplete all her energy.Amara's weapon slowly disappeared from her grasp. I noticed her previously dark eyes becoming even darker. I smiled at her. Finally, after so many years of waiting, I saw her again. Although I often saw and sometimes accompanied her younger version, her true current age and mindset were different. Even in old age, her beauty still prevailed.However, my smile vanished when I saw her being attacked by a purple-colored wolf. How unusual! It was the first time I had seen such a wolf. I could sense that it was not just a werewolf but also had witch blood. Fea
AMARA held Custodio's hand. She interlocked their hands and smiled as she looked at it. Then she looked up at the face of her beloved man. He was looking at her too, gazing at her beautiful face."When I was young, my dream was to become the most powerful witch in our generation. That was supposed to be just a dream, but it turned into an obsession. I was always under pressure because of my parents. According to them, I should be the only one to possess that position, and no one else. And as for my older brother, when he got a girlfriend, he neglected me under the care of our parents, who constantly forced me to do things I didn't want to do," she said, staring at the slightly illuminated sky.According to her parents, in order for her to win the competition for that position, she had to lose any trace of mercy. So her parents made her hurt innocent animals to infuse a little evil into her blood. Every day, she was forced to go hunting for animals because she thought it was the right t
THE werewolves have once again recovered from the intense destruction caused by Aunt Amara. They easily returned everything to normal. Even though Aunt Amara is no longer in the world, her power remains alive, serving as protection for the world of werewolves from the eyes of ordinary beings.The mate bond still exists. However, Aunt Amara blessed it with a condition that the current Alpha can sever the purple thread that connects the two individuals destined for each other if their relationship does not go well until one of them reaches the age of thirty-five. It's the best she can do, and since it was a tradition that can't be undone.The current werewolves lineage is led by their appointed Luna, Dani, and her partner, one of the greatest and bravest warrior trained by her Dad, who became the Alpha. Akira gave up her position to continue living in the mortal world with me and her parents. Her father, the former Alpha, chose to spend his remaining time with his long-unseen wife.Meanw
It was a ceremonious night when Matilda bore her child. The moon shone bright in the dark sky for the most powerful white witch, the 15th generation of their race. At the sound of the newborn’s cry, a loud wail was heard. It echoed around the place, scaring all the birds that had been watching kindly beside them. The loud wail was even followed by small ominous growls like that of a beast. Orlando was alarmed because of it. Matilda clinged on Orlando’s arm as she felt the black power coming from Amara. Orlando glanced at her as if they were thinking the same thing. He immediately stood up and placed a brown cape around Clara, his nine year old daughter. Then, he handed her his newborn daughter. The brown cape will serve as their protection from Amara. It will prevent its wearer from releasing their power and it will hide them from the sight of any powerful being. It is a family heirloom, passed on from generation to generation to whoever was the most powerful white witch living in
I STARED at the big painting in front of me. It was attached to the white wall of my bedroom. It was a painting of my late parents' faces. My parents, whom Ihad never had the chance to be with since I was born.Despite that, I never felt what it's like to be an orphan. I always have my older sister, Clara, with me who has also been both a mother and a father to me. In fact, I grew up being rich because of her endeavor and perseverance. She was able to build a company that sells beauty products here in the Philippines. It's called Ever Beauty and now, it is the leading and most successful company in the country. Almost everyone loves our products because of their effectiveness and affordable price. We were even able to export our products and sell them to other countries. Sometimes, I wonder how Clara was able to do all that by herself. I wonder how she was able to know how to use plants for cosmetics and make-up when she only studied and graduated from a normal school. One time, I as
FROM where I’m sitting inside the classroom, I can clearly see the wide plaza of our school, the Mabini College, through the window. Out there you could see a group of fourth year college students happily playing baseball by themselves.Their bags are all placed on a blue bench just right in front of them. The other benches surrounding the plaza are all occupied by girls watching them play with admiration in their eyes, especially for Akira.I just watched Akira’s every move. From the time he hit the ball until he ran around, my full attention was focused on him. Even before, it has always been a habit of mine to watch what goes around the plaza through the window, but today is different. It’s all because all my eyes could see is Akira. It all started since that juice accident happened.THE moment I turned my gaze on the man who spilled his mango juice on my Birkin bag, my eyes first landed on his brown eyes. I was stunned for a moment. This is the first time I had the chance to have a
MY eyes fluttered open when I felt something light hit my face. I picked up the crumpled paper and then threw it back outside the window of my bedroom. I stood up from my interrupted sleep and headed towards the open window of my room.I put my head out to see who it was and out there, I saw Jeremy and Lance. Lance wore an emotion on his face that I couldn’t understand while sitting on a large rock, while Jeremy is sitting on a hammock, holding the crumpled sheet of paper that I threw at him earlier while rocking his hammock hard. I see that’s why Lance was frowning all this time. It’s because Jeremy stole his favorite spot.“It’s good that you are awake, Mr. Loverman. If I didn’t accidentally push you towards Jennifer, you would still be admiring her from afar until now, hoping when your love for her would be reciprocated,” Jeremy teased his friend.“Idiot, that’s uncool,” Lance replied.“You’re just jealous because I stole your favorite spot,” Jeremy fostered.“It’s too early. Tell m