"Alpha, what’s wrong?” Rafael asked, his voice thick with concern as he noticed Hunter clutch his chest. It wasn’t just the sudden gesture that alarmed him—it was the way Hunter’s usual composure shattered, replaced by an uncharacteristic fear that flickered across his face like a warning.
Hunter froze, his heart racing—not from exertion, but from the invisible thread of connection tugging violently at his soul. He could feel Aleah, and something was wrong. Danger lingered in the air like a storm cloud, heavy and suffocating. Her heartbeat, unstable and erratic, echoed in his mind like a distant drum signaling distress.“Aleah...” Hunter murmured, his jaw tightening. The sun was sinking fast, bleeding hues of orange and red across the horizon, yet Aleah still hadn’t returned. He had felt her anger earlier, the sting of her frustration with him. But he never thought—never imagined—that she’d stay away tAleah woke up in an unfamiliar room, her head pounding and her surroundings hazy. As her vision cleared, her heart sank—Claire was lying on a dusty, old sofa, dressed in a pristine wedding gown that seemed jarringly out of place. The room was dimly lit, with a single, flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Aleah’s gaze shifted to the walls, where dozens of photographs of Claire were taped haphazardly, like a twisted shrine. Panic gripped Aleah as fragmented memories of the events before they blacked out resurfaced.The air in the room was thick with a nauseating stench—a blend of metallic tang and decay that stung her nostrils. She instinctively covered her nose, the smell making her stomach churn. She stood up unsteadily from a wooden chair by the door, her legs feeling like jelly. As she took a cautious step toward Claire, something cold and unyielding tugged at her ankle. She looked down and froze. A heavy chain was cl
"Argh," groaned the man, clutching his neck as he woke up. His head throbbed, and his vision blurred momentarily as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. He scanned the room, his eyes darting to every corner, only to realize Claire was no longer there. The door stood ajar, and when he peered outside, the emptiness confirmed his worst fear."What did you do?! Where's my bride?" he bellowed, his voice echoing with fury as he turned to Aleah, his eyes blazing with accusation."You never had a bride to begin with," Aleah shot back, her voice steady but laced with disdain. "She's already gone, so stop living in your delusion. Wake up! Can't you see you're terrifying Claire? Is this what you want—to push her further away?""What do you know?!" the man roared, his anger boiling over. In a flash, he lunged at Aleah, his hands wrapping tightly around her neck. His bloodshot eyes glared with a feral intensity, and his sharp nails dug into her skin, leaving angry red
"Claire!" Amanda’s voice trembled with worry as she rushed toward Claire and Aleah, who had just disembarked from the helicopter. The sun was beginning to rise over the island, casting a warm, golden hue on the scene, but Amanda’s mind was clouded with concern. Claire and Aleah had returned early that morning after spending the night recovering at the hospital.As Amanda reached her daughter, she immediately enveloped her in a tight embrace. Her hands gently cupped Claire’s face as her eyes scanned for any signs of injury. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" she asked, her voice laced with both fear and relief."I’m okay, Mom," Claire assured her softly, her lips curving into a faint smile. "Aleah saved me," she added, glancing gratefully at the young woman standing beside Hunter. Aleah’s presence radiated calm confidence, her stance poised despite the tension still lingering in the air.Amanda turned to Aleah, her expression shifting to o
Hunter was caught off guard when, upon stepping outside, he was greeted by the assistant of Aleah's grandfather. The man spoke with a tone of urgency, informing him that Sebastian and Damian were waiting for him in the dining hall. Hunter nodded without a word, his mind already racing with questions, and followed the assistant through the grand corridors of the estate.As they approached the hall, the assistant suddenly stopped and turned to Hunter. "I’ve been instructed to stand guard here. No one else is to enter," the assistant explained before opening the heavy wooden doors for him. Hunter stepped inside, his footsteps echoing in the vast, dimly lit room. His gaze immediately landed on the two elderly men seated at the long, ornate dining table. He noticed that no one else was present—a detail that only deepened his curiosity. The assistant closed the doors behind him, leaving Hunter alone with them.The young man hesitated for a moment, then strode c
He didn’t wake me up,” Aleah whispered, her voice tinged with a mix of annoyance and hurt as she stirred awake. From the balcony, she caught sight of the horizon painted in hues of orange and purple, the sun slowly descending. Twilight was fast approaching. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she decided to rise, the lingering ache of being forgotten gnawing at her chest. She took a long bath, hoping the warm water would soothe her simmering thoughts, before stepping out to face the evening.As Aleah left her room, she headed to the wedding venue for the rehearsal. But when she arrived, an unsettling emptiness greeted her. The silence in the room was almost deafening, amplifying the loneliness she tried to push aside. With a deep breath, she made her way to the dinner hall, where the lively chatter of family members filled the air. Their laughter and voices intertwined like a melody, one she felt she could never be a part of.She lingered at the doorway, her steps
"Oh, you’ve arrived!” Amanda exclaimed cheerfully as she spotted Hunter and Aleah entering the dining hall. The woman was approaching Sebastian and Damian’s table, carrying a tray of food. “Take a seat so you can eat,” she said with a warm smile.Aleah glanced over at Rafael and Claire’s table. The two waved at them, signaling for them to sit there.“Let’s sit by Rafael and—” Hunter turned to Aleah, ready to guide her to Rafael and Claire’s table, but he froze when Aleah suddenly sneezed. The sound drew everyone’s attention.“Don’t tell me you caught a cold from just a little rain?” Hunter teased, adjusting the jacket draped over Aleah’s shoulders. Aleah wiped her nose and sneezed again.“Do you have a fever?” Hunter asked, concerned by her sneezing fit. He placed his hand on her forehead and neck to check if she was running a temperature. The scene didn&rs
“Well, they’re at it again, huh?” Dennis’s father quipped as he joined them, his gaze falling on the elders engrossed in their chess game. Dennis followed behind him, but his attention was fixed on Aleah.“Are you feeling all right? I’m sorry, I didn’t—” Dennis started, his voice tinged with guilt.“It’s okay. I’m all right,” Aleah interrupted gently, flashing him a reassuring smile.“That’s a relief,” Dennis said, visibly relaxing.“Let’s eat, everyone!” Amanda called out cheerfully, having just finished arranging the food on a long table. At her announcement, everyone stood and gathered around, eager to dig in.As they enjoyed their dinner, the beach was filled with lively chatter and bursts of laughter. Aleah observed the joyful scene, a bittersweet smile crossing her face. She couldn’t help but think of her mother, who had stayed behind
The wedding of Daniella and Zane was nothing short of spectacular, a celebration that drew a glittering crowd of prominent personalities. Political leaders, influential business magnates, and distinguished Alphas from various packs graced the occasion, making it a confluence of power and prestige. Even several high-ranking military officers—acquaintances of the elder members of the families—joined the festivities. The wedding not only solidified the union of two powerful families but also boosted their prominence beyond the realms of business, spilling over into the political sphere. Some attending politicians were so impressed that they openly expressed their desire to see a member of either family venture into politics.Amid the revelry, Aleah found herself isolated, sitting quietly at a table while the rest of the guests mingled and celebrated. The family members were busy entertaining the high-profile attendees, leaving Aleah alone with her thoughts. She felt ou
The Alpha King received a commendation from the President for what you did in Italy. Even the UN forces are proud of your actions. They’re starting to recognize us and the Astral Guardians as allies,” an Alpha said to Hunter, his voice filled with a mix of respect and excitement. It was clear this recognition had sparked hope for their kind. “This could be the beginning of mortals finally accepting our existence,” he added thoughtfully.Hunter had just returned, barely settling in, when he was immediately summoned. There was no time to rest—his actions had rippled across their world and the mortal one.“If only they knew the real reason you went there,” the Alpha continued, his tone dipping into something more knowing. He was referring to Hunter’s capture of Giovanni’s group, an internationally wanted criminal faction responsible for countless crimes. Hunter’s decision to track them down had been personal, driven
Everyone was filled with joy when Hunter and Aleah finally arrived. There was a collective sense of relief and happiness, especially because Aleah had returned safely. The elder members of the family, Sebastian and Damian, couldn’t contain their elation as they saw Aleah walk through the door. Even Benjamin was thrilled to see her, and to witness her standing beside Hunter once more. Everyone in the room was brimming with questions—what had happened to them? Where had they been? But Hunter, ever the reserved figure, simply said, “It doesn’t matter what happened. What matters is that Aleah is safe and home now.”At the grand Bryant mansion, Sebastian’s family had been anxiously awaiting Aleah and Hunter’s arrival. Hunter had informed them earlier that they were on their way, and the anticipation was palpable. When Aleah and Hunter finally stepped through the ornate doors, Aleah was taken aback by the warm reception. Her father rushed to
Giovanni and his group were handed over to the Italian police by Guiller’s team. Investigations into Giovanni’s other associates and his illegal activities, including the underground fighting arena, were launched. Meanwhile, Hunter was rushed to the hospital.When Elara and Antonio received the news that Aleah was safe, they immediately went to see her at the hospital. It was there that Aleah learned from her mother that Hunter had left his service to follow her and infiltrated Antonio’s group just to find and rescue her."How’s Hunter doing?" Elara asked as she stepped into the hospital room. Aleah was sitting by Hunter’s bed, her gaze fixed on him as he rested. The young Alpha lay motionless, his face and hands wrapped in bandages from the wounds he had sustained. Although he could heal himself with his Alpha powers, his energy seemed to be completely drained, making recovery slower than usual."He’s just resting now," Aleah repli
Giovanni smirked, his confidence soaring as victory seemed within his grasp. Guiller shot up from his seat, his face pale as he watched the masked man struggle. "Him?!" Giovanni exclaimed, standing abruptly as the brute ripped off the wolf mask. The crowd gasped as the face behind the mask was revealed. Aleah’s hands flew to her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks as she recognized the man beneath it."Looks like your husband decided to show up," Giovanni sneered, turning his gaze to Aleah. "What a clever way to throw his life away. He should’ve stayed where he belonged, far away from this world."Giovanni’s grin widened as he addressed the crowd. "What a foolish Alpha. Did he forget this place is a den of rogues? His whole life, he’s hunted them down, and now he’s walked straight into their lair. Does he really think they’ll let him leave alive? They’ll tear him apart, piece by piece. He’s no tactician—just a sheep
A letter arrived at the De Luna mansion, bearing Giovanni's twisted challenge for the group’s new leader. Inside, it laid out a chilling ultimatum: the safety of Antonio's only granddaughter was at stake. If the new leader refused his challenge, Giovanni threatened to kill the girl and send her severed head back to them."That bastard!" Hunter growled, his eyes blazing with fury as he read the letter. But what sent chills down his spine was the contents of the small box that accompanied it. Inside was a severed ring finger, adorned with Aleah’s engagement ring and wedding band.Elara let out a horrified gasp and staggered backward. Before anyone could react, her legs gave way, and she collapsed unconscious. Guiller rushed to her side, trying to wake her.Antonio’s hand trembled as he gripped the edge of his chair. "How could he do this? How could Giovanni stoop so low?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, heavy with pain and rage.Gui
"Hunter! You’re here!" Elara called out as she ran to meet him at the De Luna mansion in Italy. Her face was a mix of worry and relief. Right behind her was Antonio, sitting in his wheelchair, his sharp eyes locked on the young man.Hunter stepped closer, his expression serious but apologetic. "Sorry for just showing up out of nowhere like this."Elara quickly shook her head. "Don’t worry about that. What matters is you’re here, and we’re going to find Aleah. I’m really grateful for what you’re doing.""You don’t need to thank me. Taking care of her... that’s on me," Hunter said, his voice heavy with guilt. "I should’ve been there. I should’ve kept her safe."Elara placed a hand on his arm, her tone comforting yet firm. "Hunter, it wasn’t your fault. You didn’t want this to happen."Antonio cut in, his voice steady but filled with anger. "Any idea who’s behind this? Who took my gra
"How do you like the view? It’s beautiful, isn’t it? I chose this place because it offers an unbroken panorama of the ocean,” Giovanni said, his voice smooth, almost too casual, as he strolled into the grand, opulent room. The mansion, perched precariously on the edge of a dramatic cliff, seemed to mirror Aleah’s own sense of vulnerability. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks far below served as a haunting backdrop to the unsettling atmosphere. Giovanni’s presence only magnified Aleah’s unease.“This is an ideal place for couples, don’t you think?” Giovanni continued, setting a tray of food on the ornate table near the window. His lips curved into a smile that Aleah could only describe as insincere—dripping with calculated charm and thinly veiled malice. He approached her with slow, deliberate steps, like a predator closing in on its prey. Aleah instinctively stiffened as he moved closer, dread pooling in her
"I already told you! You're not gaining anything from this case. You've thrown away your efforts and achieved nothing worthwhile. You did this solely to save your family member—defying your own principles, Alpha. This behavior is so unlike you," declared another Alpha, their voice laced with disappointment and frustration, as Hunter strode into the Main Headquarters.Summoned by the Alphas, Hunter faced their stern gazes after they discovered his controversial move. The young man had reportedly manipulated the Mafia and the ongoing case, all to rescue his nephew and clear the young man's tarnished reputation.Hunter met their reproachful eyes with unwavering resolve. "I will take full responsibility for my actions," he said firmly, his tone steady and deliberate. "But I hold no regrets in taking on this case. Family or not, Benjamin is still a civilian—one of many to whom we have sworn to serve and protect. I stand by that promise."One Alpha, his expressi
"How are you?" Hunter asked Benjamin as he entered his hospital room. Benjamin was awake and out of danger. Rafael had already explained to him what had happened, including the capture of his friend, who confessed that he orchestrated the shooting to silence Benjamin."I am feeling better," Benjamin replied. "Officer Ramirez has told me everything." He added, "I never thought you would help me.""Don't get ahead of yourself. I didn't do it to help you. That was just my job," Hunter retorted, walking toward the table filled with fruits. "Your parents were worried about you. You shouldn't have made them worry," Hunter said as he picked up an apple."Were they? What's important to them is always Zane—the good, obedient son who fulfills their dreams," Benjamin remarked."You sound like a jealous ten-year-old," Hunter teased."What? Who's jealous?" Benjamin exclaimed, but he paused when Hunter threw an apple at him. He caught it effortlessly."Tell the