I woke up with a terrible headache, my body was numb and without strength. I tried to stand up, but I fell asleep again because of my lack of strength. I dreamed strange things, I had visions of people I didn't know.The sun filtered through the window and I opened my eyes, to notice that the hour had passed. It was close to noon. I looked around, I was in my room, in my brother's building. I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.I just had a strange tingling in my chest, as if something was trying to get out of me. However, when I heard someone open the door, I smiled, relieved to have stopped sleeping and having such confusing dreams."Did you wake up already, Sis? Mom wanted me to come and see if you were okay." Goth said, carrying a tray with my breakfast.I tried to think a little, but acted normal. Actually, I'd only had bad dreams."I had some bad dreams, I guess. " I said, rubbing my eyes. "Thank you, Goth.""This confrontation is making us insomniacs." Goth smiled, grimac

"Have you got a minute?" asked the witch when she saw me in the kitchen.She was a constant presence in the house. Everyone treated her with respect, my brother had let her live here even though we wolves were not very sympathetic to witches. Everyone knew they were liars and thieves in many cases. But she must have been useful to Goth, because he always did what was best for the pack."Tell me." I replied dryly. Meanwhile, I started to make myself a sandwich. I was very hungry, a wolf of my size had to eat well. My hunting time was at night, when I went out into the forest to look for my prey.Like the days before, my puppies were training with their uncle. Goth gave them a fancy training. They were growing up fast, and soon they would have to fight their own battles. In a world with so many hunters, they would soon have to fend for themselves.We hadn't heard from the hunters' camp for almost a year. But surely they were planning something. We, too, had planned our strategy. Soon th

SethThe humid, rarefied air fills my lungs as I advance through the dark corridors of the dungeon. My footsteps echo off the worn stone walls, creating an ominous echo that seems to mock my presence. Each step I take is a reminder of the uncertainty surrounding this grim adventure.The dim light of a torch flickers in front of me, casting dancing shadows on the mossy walls. The flickers of the flame reveal the deterioration of the structure: cracks in the ceiling, peeling stones on the floor, and worn murals telling forgotten stories. These once-splendid murals now fade into the darkness, as if the dungeon itself has absorbed their vitality.Cautiously, I advance down the corridor, my right hand firmly gripping the hilt of my sword while my other hand holds the torch. The sound of water droplets dripping from the ceiling makes me shudder. Each drip seems to be the beating of a sick heart in this sinister place.The cells on both sides of the corridor seem to whisper stories of forgot

No one at the table said a word. Lysa was shocked, pale, and had even lost her appetite, even though there were many delicious dishes on the table. Her stomach tightened. She understood nothing of what her mother had just said. Her brother was also stunned. It was something they had never thought of. Their mother had just revealed this devastating secret. They were not blood siblings, Lysa had been adopted by those wolves with strange powers. That was why she had been an exception in the lycanthropic world, she was special.Lysa rose from her chair with a mixture of anger and fear.-What are you saying? -she asked impatiently. -This can't be true. Why would you say that now? Fuck, fuck, fuck... Mom....Lysa stammered nervously. Deep inside she knew it was true. She had always been so different from her siblings, so weak in comparison. Even though the memories of living with Seth had been erased, she understood that her mother wasn't lying, because she had always felt different.-I am

Seth began to plan the battle because there was so much to do. It was crazy to have to go to war right away. But it wasn't immediate, he knew it might take months to carry out the plan of attack.Seth made the decision to launch a surprise attack against Goth's forces before the truth spread among the Omegas and the situation became even more chaotic. It was a bold and risky decision, but it seemed to be the only option they had to keep their cause alive.Billy nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. The witch, though wounded and weakened, still smiled scornfully as she sang her dark songs. Her knowledge was dangerous, and Seth knew they could not allow it to fall into the hands of their enemies.Seth approached the witch and glared at her. Despite the anger he felt towards her, he knew he needed more information before he could carry out his plan.“Tell me, witch, how can we weaken Goth? What are his weaknesses?” Seth asked determinedly.The witch stopped chanting for a m