The rogue Lycan's secret
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He had only only one rule and mission, Protect his mate and hide his secret. But what happens when she finds out about the darkest secrets that will destroy the both of them and everything lingering in her packs? What made things worse was his father appeared to make sure he takes over the throne he had been running away from for years even after being caged by him. It was left for him to make a tough decision of succombing to his father's will, rejecting his mate to protect her or hiding his secret that will put everyone on danger.
The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth as the Nightshade pack made their way through the forest. Vesperia Nightshade, the Alpha Princess of the pack, led the way, her long black hair trailing behind her as she sprinted through the underbrush. The pack had received word that a rogue wolf had been spotted in the area, and Vesperia was determined to track it down before it caused any harm to their territory.
As they ran, Vesperia's sharp senses picked up on a faint scent that was both unfamiliar and unsettling. She slowed her pace and motioned for her pack to do the same. "Something's not right," she said, her voice low and commanding.
The pack members immediately fell into formation, their eyes scanning the forest for any signs of danger. Suddenly, there was a rustling in the bushes, and a figure emerged, stumbling and disoriented.
Vesperia recognized the newcomer immediately. It was a young female werewolf from a neighboring pack, her fur matted and her eyes wide with fear. "Please," she gasped, "you have to help me."
Vesperia's first instinct was to turn the girl away, knowing that any interference in another pack's business could result in a full-blown war. But the desperation in the girl's eyes was too much to ignore. "What's wrong?" she asked, stepping forward.
The girl took a deep breath and began to speak in a rush. "It's my pack," she said. "My father, he's gone mad. He's been killing our own kind, anyone who gets in his way. He's trying to take over the neighboring packs and expand his territory, and he won't stop until he gets what he wants."
Vesperia felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that the Nightshade pack could not stand by and watch as innocent werewolves were slaughtered. "We'll help you," she said firmly. "But we need to move quickly. If your father catches wind of this, he'll be coming for us."
The girl nodded, her eyes brimming with gratitude. Vesperia turned to her pack and issued orders. "We need to get this girl to safety," she said. "We'll take her to the Lycan kingdom. We'll have to be careful, but we can't let her father win."
The pack members nodded, their faces set in determination. They knew that this would be a dangerous mission, but they were willing to risk it all to save innocent lives.
As they made their way through the forest, they encountered several obstacles, including rogue wolves and other dangerous creatures. But the Nightshade pack was skilled in combat and was able to fend off their attackers with ease.
As they neared the border of the Lycan kingdom, Vesperia heard a sound that made her blood run cold. It was the unmistakable howl of a Lycan, and it was coming from directly ahead of them.
"Everyone, get down," she hissed, motioning for her pack to take cover behind some nearby bushes. "We need to be careful. We don't know what we're walking into."
The Nightshade pack crouched low, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, and Vesperia tensed up, ready for a fight.
But as the figure drew closer, she realized that it was not an enemy, but a Lycan - a young man with piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline. He was dressed in regal clothing, and Vesperia could tell from his posture that he was of noble birth.
Vesperia watched in horror as the Lycan king bared his teeth and growled at her. She took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that the Lycans could smell fear, and she was sure that her scent was giving her away.
But just when she thought the Lycan was going to attack, he suddenly stopped and looked away. Vesperia turned to see what had caught his attention, and saw a group of Lycans approaching them.
The new arrivals were led by a tall, muscular male with black fur and piercing blue eyes. He looked at Vesperia with suspicion, but didn't make any aggressive moves.
The Lycan king addressed the newcomer in their own language, and Vesperia couldn't understand what they were saying. She started to back away, hoping to make her escape while the two Lycans were occupied.
But just as she turned to run, she heard a voice behind her.
"Stop right there."
Vesperia froze. She slowly turned around to see the black-furred Lycan standing directly behind her.
"I don't know who you are or what you're doing here," he said, his voice low and menacing. "But I suggest you start talking, and fast."
Vesperia took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She knew that the situation was dangerous, but she couldn't afford to panic.
"My name is Vesperia," she said. "I'm from the Northern Pack, and I need your help."
The Lycan narrowed his eyes. "What kind of help?"
Vesperia hesitated. She didn't know if she could trust this Lycan, but she had no other choice.
"I need protection," she said finally. "My pack is under attack, and I don't know who's behind it. I need a safe place to stay until I can figure out what to do."
The black-furred Lycan studied her for a long moment, then nodded. "Very well. You can stay with us for now. But if I find out that you're lying or if you're here to cause trouble, you'll regret it."
With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Vesperia to follow him as the other Lycans fell in behind them.
As they made their way through the forest, Vesperia couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, or if she was making the right decision.
But she knew that she had no other choice. She needed to find a way to protect herself and her pack, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.
The group finally arrived at a clearing, where a large stone castle rose up from the ground. It was a formidable structure, with high walls and narrow windows that looked out onto the forest.
The black-furred Lycan led Vesperia inside, and she was immediately struck by the grandeur of the interior. The walls were adorned with tapestries and paintings, and the floors were made of polished stone.
But Vesperia didn't have much time to admire the decor. The Lycan led her down a long hallway and into a large room, where several other Lycans were gathered.
They all looked up as Vesperia entered, their expressions ranging from curiosity to hostility.
The black-furred Lycan introduced her to the group, explaining that she was a refugee from the Northern Pack and needed their protection. He also warned them to keep an eye on her, just in case she tried anything.
Vesperia could feel their eyes on her, and she knew that she was in a very precarious situation. But she was determined
Vesperia stared at the Lycan king with determination in her eyes. "I will not be deterred. I want to know the truth about your kind and why you have done what you've done."
The Lycan king narrowed his eyes at her. "You are quite bold for a human. I'll give you that. But the truth is not for you to know."
Vesperia stood her ground. "I will find out, with or without your help."
The king chuckled. "Good luck with that. You underestimate the power of the Lycans. We will not hesitate to eliminate any threat to our kind."
Vesperia's heart raced as she realized the danger she was in. She had to be careful. "I understand your concern, but I assure you, I am not a threat. I just want to know the truth."
The king leaned forward, his eyes flashing dangerously. "I do not believe you. But very well. You may leave now. But remember, if you continue to meddle in our affairs, you will suffer the consequences."
Vesperia nodded, knowing she had pushed her luck enough for one day. She turned and walked out of the throne room, her mind racing with thoughts and questions.
As she made her way back to the village, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She had to be careful, but she was determined to find out the truth about the Lycans, no matter the cost.
Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her. She turned around to see a group of Lycans standing in front of her, their eyes fixed on her.
One of them, a tall, muscular male, stepped forward. "You shouldn't have come here, human. You are not welcome among us."
Vesperia tried to back away, but she was surrounded. She drew her dagger, ready to fight if she had to. "I have a right to know the truth about your kind."
The Lycan laughed. "You are brave, I'll give you that. But you are also foolish. You do not know what you are getting yourself into."
Vesperia stood her ground, her heart racing with fear and adrenaline. She had to stay alive if she wanted to uncover the truth about the Lycans. But could she survive this encounter with them?
The Lycans closed in on her, their eyes glowing with feral hunger. Vesperia raised her dagger, ready to fight for her life.
Just as they were about to attack, a loud roar echoed through the forest. The Lycans hesitated, their attention diverted by the sound.
Vesperia took the opportunity to run, her heart pounding with fear. She had to get out of here, and fast. But she knew that the Lycans would not give up so easily.
As she ran through the forest, her mind raced with thoughts and questions. Who was that mysterious savior who had saved her life? And what was their connection to the Lycans?
Vesperia knew that she was in for a wild ride, but she was determined to uncover the truth about the Lycans, no matter the cost.
The Lycan's secret.
As the moon rose high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dense forest, the Nightshade pack gathered for their monthly meeting. The Alpha, Vesperia Nightshade, sat at the head of the group, her piercing green eyes surveying the room. The pack members sat around her in a circle, all eyes on their leader.
"Tonight, we have much to discuss," Vesperia began, her voice strong and commanding. "There have been reports of Lycans attacking our territory, and we cannot ignore this any longer. We must be prepared to defend ourselves and our home."
A murmur of agreement rose from the pack members, and Vesperia continued. "I have called upon the assistance of a witch, who has agreed to help us strengthen our defenses. She will be arriving shortly."
As Vesperia finished speaking, the sound of rustling leaves outside the pack den caught everyone's attention. The pack membe
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