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Chapter Fifty: A Taste Of Forbidden Fruit
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HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty One: A Strange Encounter
TRINITYThe palace loomed ahead, its tall spires reaching for the heavens, casting long shadows over the courtyard as we approached. The walk back from the woods had been quiet, the exhilaration of the hunt still lingering in the air. My legs felt heavy, both from the thrill of running with the triplets and the weight of my own thoughts.As we neared the entrance, the massive doors creaked open, revealing Alpha Nader waiting for us. His posture was regal, his hands clasped behind his back, and his piercing eyes studied us as we ascended the stairs. A warm smile tugged at his lips, though there was an edge of curiosity in his gaze.“How did it go?” he asked, his deep voice carrying authority yet laced with genuine interest. “Did you all have fun?”The triplets each responded with affirmations, their voices blending together in a chorus of "It was great," "We had fun," and "Everything went well." They didn’t linger, their strides purposeful as they headed inside, leaving me standing the
Last Updated : 2025-04-22HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Two: Three Against One
TRINITYThe books Alpha Nader had given me were thicker than I expected, their cracked spines and yellowed pages holding the weight of centuries-old knowledge. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I carefully turned the pages of the first book, The Myths of the Lunar Wolves, my fingers brushing over the faded ink. The white wolf. Its image was sketched across one of the pages—a regal creature with fur like snow and eyes that burned like molten amber. The description beneath it told of its rarity, its power, and its connection to the moon goddess herself.“The white wolf represents purity, strength, and balance. It is said to be the protector of the weak, born during times of great upheaval to restore harmony,” I read aloud to myself, my voice barely a whisper.The words sent a shiver down my spine. Could this have anything to do with me? The dreams? The wolf that had appeared so vividly in my mind?I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t even hear the knock at my door. It wasn’t until
Last Updated : 2025-04-22HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty-Three: Nasir's Other Side
TRINITYWhen I opened my eyes, it was to the soft light filtering through the curtains and the sharp but dull ache pounding at my temple. Everything felt hazy, my surroundings spinning for a moment before settling into clarity. My head felt heavy, like someone had stuffed it with cotton. As I tried to push myself upright, a shadow loomed above me, startling me into stillness.Nasir.He stood there, his tall frame partially blocking the light, his expression unreadable. In his hand was a small wad of cotton wool, damp and speckled with something red. My blood.“Stay still,” he murmured, his voice softer than I had ever heard it. There was no edge, no sharp command—just quiet insistence.I flinched slightly as he crouched beside me, his face now level with mine. He reached out with careful hands and gently dabbed at the tender spot on my forehead. I hissed at the sting, but to my surprise, he didn’t react with impatience. Instead, his movements grew even more delicate, as if he feared c
Last Updated : 2025-04-22HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty four: You Are Not Alone
TRINITY The sunlight spilling through the tall windows painted the walls of the art room in golden hues. I stood in the middle of the space, utterly captivated by the paintings that surrounded me. Nasir lingered by the door, his arms crossed and his expression carefully neutral, but I could feel the tension in him as he waited for me to react.I didn’t know what to say.The sheer scale of the collection was overwhelming. Landscapes so vivid I could almost feel the breeze rustling through painted fields. Portraits with eyes so alive, they seemed to follow me as I moved. Abstract swirls of color and light that tugged at emotions I couldn’t quite name.“This is incredible,” I finally breathed, turning to face him.Nasir’s brow furrowed slightly. “It’s just something I do,” he said gruffly, his gaze flickering to the floor as though he was embarrassed.“Just something you do?” I repeated, incredulous. “Nasir, this is... this is extraordinary. Why would you hide this?”His jaw tightened,
Last Updated : 2025-04-26HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Five: The Return of The Silvershade Sisters
TRINITYThe next morning, I woke with a strange lightness in my chest. For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel the weight of constant scrutiny or hostility pressing down on me. As I got dressed and stepped out of my room, I realized I was smiling—a real, genuine smile.Maybe it was the absence of my cousins, whose malicious presence had tainted every corner of the palace. Or maybe it was the shift in Nasir’s demeanor. He was still sharp and guarded, but there was a softness now, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. Whatever the reason, I felt free in a way I hadn’t for a long time.Humming softly, I made my way down the grand staircase, the sound of my steps echoing faintly in the spacious hall. My fingers trailed along the ornate banister as I descended, and a spring had somehow found its way into my step.As I reached the main floor, the smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon wafted toward me, making my stomach rumble in anticipation. I followed the scent, drawn to t
Last Updated : 2025-04-26HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Six: The Creak
TRINITYThe night stretched on endlessly, its silence oppressive. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the shadows of the room twisted and shifted with the faint flicker of moonlight filtering through the curtains. My hand gripped the hilt of the dagger tucked beneath my pillow, the cool metal a small comfort against the tension in my chest.I tried to convince myself that the palace was secure, that my cousins wouldn’t dare to approach me now with the Alpha triplet’s wrath hanging over their heads. But the lingering fear refused to be silenced. My mind conjured up the worst possibilities, each one more vivid and terrifying than the last.The Silvershade sisters were never ones to accept defeat. They would go to any length to get what they want. But would it mean murdering their own blood?They never really did like me anyway.And now that they have the Luna on their side, I just know how I would have to be sleeping with both of my eyes open from now on.To think that I felt so hap
Last Updated : 2025-04-26HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Seven: A Decision To Be Made
XERXES The night was still and peaceful, the soft babble of the creek the only sound as I watched Trinity sleep. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting a silvery glow over her face. Her features were delicate, relaxed in sleep, a stark contrast to the guarded expression she wore during the day. She looked... serene, almost otherworldly, as though the chaos of her world couldn’t touch her in this moment.So this is what she looked like when she wasn't looking over her shoulder. I felt this strange sensation at the thought.Could it be guilt? I don't know. What I do know is that I should be able to protect her. She should feel safe here with me, not constantly threatened.I leaned back on my elbows, studying her. There was something about her that was quietly captivating—like a puzzle I didn’t quite know how to solve. She wasn’t what I had expected from the woman I thought would be my mate, and certainly not what I had wanted at first. But now... now I wasn’t so sure
Last Updated : 2025-04-26HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Eight: Hide And Seek
TRINITYThe sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me gently, but as my eyes fluttered open, a wave of confusion rolled over me. I was back in my room, tucked into my bed. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep by the creek, Xerxes by my side. Had he carried me back?I sat up slowly, my mind clouded with questions. The quiet of the palace felt heavy, almost foreboding. Pushing the thoughts aside, I got out of bed, dressed, and wandered into the halls.The corridors stretched before me, silent and empty, until I heard voices coming from the throne room. Curious, I followed the sound. The door was slightly ajar, and when I peeked in, I saw Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam standing in a tight circle, deep in conversation.I hesitated. Their conversation came to a halt and their eyes fell on me. It felt like I was intruding on something important. “Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude,” I murmured, turning to leave.“Wait. Actually, we’ve been waiting for you,” Nasir called out, stop
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HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Sixty: Mother's Orders
NASIRThe air felt heavier as my brothers and I walked toward our mother’s chambers. Each step echoed in the silent hallway, a reminder of the weight of the responsibilities we carried. Liam glanced at me, his brows furrowed with unease. Xerxes strode ahead, his usual confident stride stiff with tension. We all knew this wasn’t going to be a conversation—it was going to be a command.This was The Luna Mira we are talking about here. She never asks, always orders and commands.When Xerxes pushed open the ornate doors, we were met with our mother’s piercing gaze. She sat behind her massive oak desk, her regal demeanor as commanding as ever. Her fragrance infiltrated my nostrils the second we stepped into the room. It was a sweet mix of lavender and vanilla.Scrolls and parchments littered the surface of her desk, each likely detailing some diplomatic affair or pack tradition. She was always fascinated with those.“Ah, you’re here,” she said, setting down a quill. Her voice was cool and
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Nine: Unexpected Gentleness
TRINITYThe training room stretched wide before me, its walls lined with racks of weapons ranging from gleaming swords to well-worn staves. The faint scent of sweat and steel lingered in the air, and the floor bore the scuffs and marks of countless sparring sessions. Standing at the center with a staff clutched tightly in my hands, I felt a bead of sweat roll down my back as the triplets circled me like predators sizing up their prey.“Loosen your grip,” Liam instructed, stepping forward. His voice was calm and encouraging, but his stance was firm. “If you hold it too tight, your movements will be stiff, and you’ll tire out quickly.”I glanced down at my hands, my fingers wrapped tightly around the smooth wood. Slowly, I adjusted my grip, loosening it as he’d said. When I looked back up, he nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips.“Better. Now, let’s see if you can block.”Before I could prepare, Liam lunged forward, his movements fluid and precise. My heart raced as I instinctively
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Eight: Hide And Seek
TRINITYThe sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me gently, but as my eyes fluttered open, a wave of confusion rolled over me. I was back in my room, tucked into my bed. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep by the creek, Xerxes by my side. Had he carried me back?I sat up slowly, my mind clouded with questions. The quiet of the palace felt heavy, almost foreboding. Pushing the thoughts aside, I got out of bed, dressed, and wandered into the halls.The corridors stretched before me, silent and empty, until I heard voices coming from the throne room. Curious, I followed the sound. The door was slightly ajar, and when I peeked in, I saw Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam standing in a tight circle, deep in conversation.I hesitated. Their conversation came to a halt and their eyes fell on me. It felt like I was intruding on something important. “Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude,” I murmured, turning to leave.“Wait. Actually, we’ve been waiting for you,” Nasir called out, stop
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Seven: A Decision To Be Made
XERXES The night was still and peaceful, the soft babble of the creek the only sound as I watched Trinity sleep. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting a silvery glow over her face. Her features were delicate, relaxed in sleep, a stark contrast to the guarded expression she wore during the day. She looked... serene, almost otherworldly, as though the chaos of her world couldn’t touch her in this moment.So this is what she looked like when she wasn't looking over her shoulder. I felt this strange sensation at the thought.Could it be guilt? I don't know. What I do know is that I should be able to protect her. She should feel safe here with me, not constantly threatened.I leaned back on my elbows, studying her. There was something about her that was quietly captivating—like a puzzle I didn’t quite know how to solve. She wasn’t what I had expected from the woman I thought would be my mate, and certainly not what I had wanted at first. But now... now I wasn’t so sure
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Six: The Creak
TRINITYThe night stretched on endlessly, its silence oppressive. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the shadows of the room twisted and shifted with the faint flicker of moonlight filtering through the curtains. My hand gripped the hilt of the dagger tucked beneath my pillow, the cool metal a small comfort against the tension in my chest.I tried to convince myself that the palace was secure, that my cousins wouldn’t dare to approach me now with the Alpha triplet’s wrath hanging over their heads. But the lingering fear refused to be silenced. My mind conjured up the worst possibilities, each one more vivid and terrifying than the last.The Silvershade sisters were never ones to accept defeat. They would go to any length to get what they want. But would it mean murdering their own blood?They never really did like me anyway.And now that they have the Luna on their side, I just know how I would have to be sleeping with both of my eyes open from now on.To think that I felt so hap
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Five: The Return of The Silvershade Sisters
TRINITYThe next morning, I woke with a strange lightness in my chest. For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel the weight of constant scrutiny or hostility pressing down on me. As I got dressed and stepped out of my room, I realized I was smiling—a real, genuine smile.Maybe it was the absence of my cousins, whose malicious presence had tainted every corner of the palace. Or maybe it was the shift in Nasir’s demeanor. He was still sharp and guarded, but there was a softness now, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. Whatever the reason, I felt free in a way I hadn’t for a long time.Humming softly, I made my way down the grand staircase, the sound of my steps echoing faintly in the spacious hall. My fingers trailed along the ornate banister as I descended, and a spring had somehow found its way into my step.As I reached the main floor, the smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon wafted toward me, making my stomach rumble in anticipation. I followed the scent, drawn to t
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty four: You Are Not Alone
TRINITY The sunlight spilling through the tall windows painted the walls of the art room in golden hues. I stood in the middle of the space, utterly captivated by the paintings that surrounded me. Nasir lingered by the door, his arms crossed and his expression carefully neutral, but I could feel the tension in him as he waited for me to react.I didn’t know what to say.The sheer scale of the collection was overwhelming. Landscapes so vivid I could almost feel the breeze rustling through painted fields. Portraits with eyes so alive, they seemed to follow me as I moved. Abstract swirls of color and light that tugged at emotions I couldn’t quite name.“This is incredible,” I finally breathed, turning to face him.Nasir’s brow furrowed slightly. “It’s just something I do,” he said gruffly, his gaze flickering to the floor as though he was embarrassed.“Just something you do?” I repeated, incredulous. “Nasir, this is... this is extraordinary. Why would you hide this?”His jaw tightened,
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty-Three: Nasir's Other Side
TRINITYWhen I opened my eyes, it was to the soft light filtering through the curtains and the sharp but dull ache pounding at my temple. Everything felt hazy, my surroundings spinning for a moment before settling into clarity. My head felt heavy, like someone had stuffed it with cotton. As I tried to push myself upright, a shadow loomed above me, startling me into stillness.Nasir.He stood there, his tall frame partially blocking the light, his expression unreadable. In his hand was a small wad of cotton wool, damp and speckled with something red. My blood.“Stay still,” he murmured, his voice softer than I had ever heard it. There was no edge, no sharp command—just quiet insistence.I flinched slightly as he crouched beside me, his face now level with mine. He reached out with careful hands and gently dabbed at the tender spot on my forehead. I hissed at the sting, but to my surprise, he didn’t react with impatience. Instead, his movements grew even more delicate, as if he feared c
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Two: Three Against One
TRINITYThe books Alpha Nader had given me were thicker than I expected, their cracked spines and yellowed pages holding the weight of centuries-old knowledge. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I carefully turned the pages of the first book, The Myths of the Lunar Wolves, my fingers brushing over the faded ink. The white wolf. Its image was sketched across one of the pages—a regal creature with fur like snow and eyes that burned like molten amber. The description beneath it told of its rarity, its power, and its connection to the moon goddess herself.“The white wolf represents purity, strength, and balance. It is said to be the protector of the weak, born during times of great upheaval to restore harmony,” I read aloud to myself, my voice barely a whisper.The words sent a shiver down my spine. Could this have anything to do with me? The dreams? The wolf that had appeared so vividly in my mind?I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t even hear the knock at my door. It wasn’t until
