Making up war chants with the names of the packs they had conquered and destroyed was the job of Jago the Omega, but after this particular victory everybody in the pack was in high spirits. They were all howling and growling, brandishing their sharp and bloodstained fangs while swinging from tree to tree, wherever they could find one. The moon was halfway across the sky and the closer it got tot the center the more the adrenaline raged in their vains. Rahl, a thousand year old evil Mage who was up until a few moons ago a myth to the Wolves of New Orleans had led what was left of the Half moon Werewolf pack to victory against the Werewolf packs of Silver creek. They returned with spoils of war ranging from food, female Wolves to mate with and silverware, to the head of the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Creek pack displayed on pikes. The remnants of what was once the great Half moon pack of New Orleans, and some other Wolves who were prisoners of wer from his previous conquests all ov

KYRA'S POVAs the new and rightful Luna of my parents' pack, I was determined to set things right. Rahl's activities could no longer go unnoticed by my kind. If I let him continue, he would only get stronger with time and pose an even bigger threat to the werewolves and perhaps even to me. A feeling of self preservation nagged at the back of my mind though. I wondered if it were better to leave Rahl alone. Since I had defeated him once, chances were that he would leave me and my pack alone now and in the future. Besides, I should have been secretly pleased by what had happened to the Blood Moon pack but I wasn't. I took a moment to analyze my feelings about Rahl's defeat of the Blood Moon pack. What I could feel was grief at the lives that had been lost in Rahl's quest for more power. My jaw set in determination. I would do all in my power to stop Rahl. With Ace by my side, I knew I could. I sneaked a glance at him. He was watching me carefully, his eyes attuned to every expression

LOGAN I was on my way from the Crystal Moon Pack to the Blood Moon Pack to go and save my cousin, Hades, who was the Alpha there. For a while now, his pack was being tormented in many ways by Rahl, an evil mage who I had heard of but had never seen with my eyes. I had never seen him in action either. I had never seen what he could do with his evil powers. But if I was going by the stories I had been hearing since, then I could surely say that the man had powers and could manipulate them as he liked. But then, no matter how powerful he was , he couldn't be more powerful than me and my men combined. My men were a brute force and they had skill and prowess in war, which was unrivaled by many. So there was no way in hell that I could ever believe that this evil mage, Rahl would be able to even come close to defeating or overpowering my men. He just couldn't. His skill was not up to par with theirs. We continued on our way to the Blood Moon Pack, eager to get there and help my cousin

Hades Pov Days in the Light Moon Pack had been so unbalanced. A place where everyone was allowed to do as they pleased. I have always been used to a very principled and civilized way of living and the Light Moon Pack was no where close to what I loved in an environment. Things were really not so cool there, especially when the Alpha of the pack asked that we leave. He didn't want any pack which had issues of war to be allowed to stay in his pack. He felt that our presence would only bring more trouble into his Pack . " You can stay for a few days. But you must leave , I don't want to inherit enemies ", he said bluntly. I suspected that maybe the men of Rahl who were in the pack, had told him to send us away knowing fully well that they were unable to attack a pack filled with all sorts of dangerous people. Attacking his pack would be like a fight between just one supernatural Mage and a thousand supernatural people who lived there. No one did could cause a fight in the light moon p

RHAL'S POVAs I sat on the throne that had belonged to Hardin the previous alpha of the pack, I felt a surge of excitement and power flow through me immediately. there was no explanation for it except for the fact that I had achieved one of my major goals. My goals were to take over the six major packs of which I had taken over two… The daughter of a bitch called Kyra had taken it off me and now I was left with only one."Damn it! What can you all do right and without failing?" I snapped in a loud and baritone voice when the men arrived into the hall, looking dull and sad like evil had befallen them. I needed no one to tell me that they had come back with not so good news."We are sorry sir. We couldn't get close to the pack to see how things were before we were attacked and chased off by the men off Kyra who watched strictly over the pack," one of them explained with a sullen grimace plastered onto his face."The daughter of a bitch! She's such a smart Witch but not smart enough to o