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33. The Fight
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Varg's Pov I pulled into the driveway of the Dom mansion, my pulse quickening with urgency. The fight had drained me, but something inside me, an instinct, a pull, drove me to rush inside. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. My mind raced with thoughts of Lyra.I pushed through the door, my feet moving faster than my thoughts. The hallways felt colder than usual as I rushed toward my room, a knot tightening in my stomach. But when I reached my door, I froze. It wasn’t just slightly ajar, this door had been forced open. Panic gripped me, and my heart skipped a beat.“Lyra?” I called out, my voice laced with fear as I stepped into the room. The silence was deafening.The room was eerily quiet, too quiet. Everything was perfectly in place, the room neat and untouched, except for one glaring detail. She wasn’t here. The bed was made, the furniture in its usual order, but Lyra’s absence filled the room like a heavy shadow.I took another step forward, my heart hammering
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Varg's POV“I’ve told you, I don’t know where she is,” Lucian groaned, his tone laced with impatience. He paused, his hand leaving his stubbled jaw as his eyes narrowed slightly. “Do you think I’m responsible for whatever happens to her?”“I know you are!” I roared, slamming my fist onto the table again. The sound echoed in the room, but he didn’t flinch. He sat there, his composure infuriatingly unshaken, refusing to show even a hint of fear. “You’re the one who’s been after revenge ever since we moved into the Blackwood pack.”He smirked, his lips curling into something cold and condescending. Slowly, he brushed his hand through his hair, his arrogance on full display. “You’re right,” he said, his voice dripping with venom. “I’ve wanted revenge against the Moon pack from day one. And you know what? That girl, your girl, she’s the key I need. But now that you can’t find her, that’s not my fucking problem, is it?” He leaned back in his chair, his words hitting me like a slap.My chest
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Lyra's Pov “It’s been a long time,” Thanos said, his voice dripping with mockery. His chuckle echoed in the stillness of the room as I instinctively stepped back. My body betrayed me, trembling under the weight of his presence. “I thought you must’ve been dead by now. And yet, here you are, sneaking into my room unannounced. There must be a reason.”I couldn’t speak. My mind reeled as my gaze locked on his. The red glow of his irises was unmistakable, cutting through the dim light like a blade. “Your eyes are…” I finally stammered, the words barely leaving my lips.“Red,” he said, his tone turning sharp, serious. “Yes, they’re red.” He didn’t move closer, as if sensing my fear, but instead strode calmly toward the vanity near the mirror. He picked up a small container and sealed it with deliberate precision. Lenses. He had been hiding his true nature all this time.“You’ve been hiding this from the pack,” I whispered, my voice trembling as the realization sank in. The prophecy, the f
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Varg Pov I balled my fists, the rage within me rising like a storm as I stalked toward the bike. This madness had to stop. Lyra was out there, being used as a pawn by Lucian, and I couldn’t sit by any longer. I didn’t know if confronting him head-on was the smartest idea, but at that moment, it was the only plan I had. And I was damn sure going to follow through.“Varg!” Jacob’s voice rang out as I swung my leg over the bike. “Where are you heading? Don’t do something stupid!”I glanced over at him as I turned the key, my gaze sharp and daring. The unspoken warning was clear: Don’t follow me. Without another word, I revved the engine and sped off toward the woods, the bike roaring beneath me.But Jacob, stubborn as ever, ignored my silent plea. He jumped into his car and followed close behind, shouting after me. “Varg! What do you think you’re doing? Don’t go charging in there without thinking!”His words barely registered. My mind was made up. If Lucian had sent Lyra to the Moon Pac
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Lyra Pov “Serene Moon. She was a tough one, always trying to get on my nerves.”Thanos’s words echoed in my mind as my eyes snapped open. The rich aroma of freshly baked turkey wafted through the air, teasing my senses. A sharp, searing pain shot through my leg, a bitter reminder of my brutal encounter with Thanos. I groaned softly, reaching up to cradle my pounding head. The ache in my body was nothing compared to the turmoil in my heart.My gaze swept across the unfamiliar room, taking in my surroundings. A large brown wardrobe loomed in one corner, next to a neatly arranged vanity table, its mirror reflecting faint sunlight streaming through two windows. Judging by the setup, it was clear I was in a woman’s room.I tried to move, shifting my weight to get up, but the stabbing pain in my leg made me hiss through clenched teeth. The memory of the fall, the fight, it all came rushing back in agonizing clarity.But where am I?The question circled in my mind as I heard the faint creak
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Varg Pov Jacob ran a hand through his hair, his usually steady demeanor replaced by unease. “Pure evil? You think it could’ve been…” He trailed off, unwilling to finish the thought.“I don’t know,” I admitted, my fists clenching as frustration and fear churned inside me. “But I’ve never seen anything like it. Those eyes… Jacob, it wasn’t just a wolf.”Silence hung between us, the weight of the encounter pressing down like a heavy stone. The forest, once so alive with its usual nocturnal sounds, now felt suffocatingly quiet, as though even nature itself was wary of the creature.Jacob broke the silence with a soft exhale, his breath heavy with concern. “We need to figure out what that was, and fast. If it’s still out there, it’s a threat to everyone.”I nodded, though my insides churned with unease. “We’ll find out,” I said, my voice firm, even as my thoughts spiraled. “Whatever it takes.”But as the words left my lips, a sinking dread rooted itself deep in my chest. That creature was
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Varg Pov "Seems more like the rumors got to you," Lucian said, clicking his tongue as he set the whiskey bottle on the table with a deliberate thud. His tone was calm, almost mocking, as though my words were nothing more than idle gossip to him.I stared at him, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t play coy with me, Lucian. You think I don’t know what you’ve been doing? Using Lyra as a pawn in whatever twisted game you’re playing?”He leaned back against the desk, crossing his arms casually, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “And what exactly is it you think you know?” he asked, his voice smooth but laced with challenge. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re grasping at straws, Varg.”My fists clenched, the wood of the armrest groaning under the pressure of my grip. “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid!” I growled, rising from the chair. “You’ve been sending her on missions, manipulating her to go after the Moon Pack, bit by bit, wolf by wolf. You’re trying to destroy
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