Blood moon

Chapter 70. Steps

In the radiant sunshine of the day, the goddess watched from a distance with sparkling eyes. She was an imposing, ethereal figure, surrounded by an aura of divine power. Her golden hair shone like golden threads in the sun, and her presence radiated a mixture of beauty and majesty that no human being could fully comprehend.

At the centre of her attention was Hunter Halland, the apple of her eye, the very one in the line of the first werewolf she had created, with the purest blood in his veins. Her piercing gaze followed his every move as he conversed with the woman who had captured his interest. She was pregnant, an unexpected turn of events after his encounters with the two Halland brothers.

The human woman had decided to meddle in the relationship of the two brothers and in the affairs of the pack, she had not yet decided on her, but being decreed Hunter's moon, the goddess had her reservations about what would happen to her.

Harley Halland, the older brother, had been punished and stripped of his werewolf nature because of his actions. He was no longer part of the pack and had to lead a new life as a human. Now, as CEO of the family business, his influence and power had shifted to the human world of business. The goddess found a certain irony in this transformation, a lesson of sorts for him.

She had seen hope in him when he had gone to apologise to his brother and the human girl, had stepped aside and acknowledged his mistake, because he knew he had been wrong.

Harold Halland, the boys' father and once leader of the pack, had also lost his status because of his past actions. However, his purpose had changed. He was now dedicated to guiding and helping the younger members of the pack, sharing his wisdom and experience with those who were still struggling to find their way.

She hoped that the older man would give up his alcoholism, start acting like a true leader, caring for all the members of his pack, she did not want him to continue to behave like an i***t.

The goddess watched Hunter as he spoke to the pregnant woman, an enigmatic smile curving her divine lips. Though her creations led their own lives and made decisions that often surprised her, she still felt a special bond with them. They were like pieces of her own being, extensions of her divine essence.

The goddess knew that the path she had laid out for each of them was full of challenges and learning. Though the twists and turns of fate could be complex and perplexing, she was confident that each would find their own path and purpose in the world. Watching Hunter, Harley and Harold, she understood that even in the midst of hardship and change, the cycle of life and evolution continued.

With a serene gesture, the goddess withdrew from her observation. She knew that she was in the hands of her creations, the werewolves and the humanity that had been born of her designs. Though fate might be uncertain, there was a thread of hope that bound them all together, guiding their steps into a future unknown but full of possibilities.

His grey fur, once gleaming in the moonlight, was soaked by the rain that fell mercilessly. Every step was a fight against the exhaustion and pain that burned in his muscles. The fight with Alpha Harold Halland had left its mark, not only on his body, but also on his wounded pride.

Leaves crunched under his paws as he moved forward, seeking shelter in the darkness of the forest. Rage burned in his green eyes, mixed with the humiliation of being defeated by the leader of the Halland pack. But there was something else at stake, something that had driven his desperate attempt to rescue Andrea Smith from the drain where she was being held captive. She was his raison d'être, the reason he had decided to take on the Alpha in the first place.

It had been a week since the fight, a week of solitude and reflection. George had retreated to his hiding place deep in the forest, where the moon could barely find him in the shadows. The scars on his body were healing, but the emotions bubbling inside him remained as intense as ever. The need for revenge drove him on, and now that he knew that two members of the Halland Pack had been punished by the Goddess, he saw an opportunity.

Sitting in the darkness of his cave, George made plans in his mind. He knew he could not engage the Halland pride in a frontal attack without a solid plan. With the information about the exile of Harley, the older brother, and Harold's resignation from his leadership position, he saw a gap in the pack's unity. Now was the time to take advantage of it.

His first task would be to gain allies. He would move secretly among the wolves who had been oppressed by the Hallands, those who longed for a change in leadership. Despite initial suspicion, George was determined to convince them that joining him was the only way to achieve the justice they craved.

Night was his ally as he explored the surrounding Halland territory. As he went, he studied the structure of the pack, looking for weaknesses and routines. He noticed that Harold, the former leader, was now concentrating on leading the younger ones. This was an opportunity that George could not ignore.

With each passing day, his plan became more elaborate and solid. He would sow discord among the Hallands, exploit the lack of strong leadership and weaken their unity from within. Revenge was within his grasp, but he knew it would not be easy. The Halland pack was full of loyal and ferocious wolves, and George would have to use every stratagem at his disposal to achieve his goal.

As the full moon rose in the sky, George immersed himself in his plans, meticulously plotting each step. He knew the risk was great, that his own life was at stake. But there was no turning back now. The need for justice, for revenge, was a burning flame inside him that would not be extinguished until the Hallands were overthrown.

The rain continued to fall, but George felt no cold. He was enveloped in a steely determination, an unwavering desire to change the course of fate. As the night wore on, his thoughts remained clear and his purpose still intact. There was still a long way to go, but he was ready to face any obstacle, any challenge, to complete his mission and free Andrea and the others from the oppressive clutches of the Halland Pack.