Liam pretended to tour around Crimson, ever alert to potential threats and strategic vantage points. Just last night, he had faced a deadly encounter with werewolf assassins who had dared to target him. None of them survived the encounter; he ripped out each of their throats after getting the inform
"Crimson, are these not your men?" Liam growled lowly. "My trust was betrayed last night when someone tried to kill me, and it's heart-wrenching to discover that it was the same pack that welcomed me and my band with open arms, even hosting a party on my behalf, that sought my life. Are these not wo
Nicole stood frozen, her body paralyzed by disbelief. The words she had just heard echoed in her mind, and she clung tightly to the hem of her dress, desperately seeking a sense of grounding.Had this really happened?The thousand voices inside her head intensified, as though she had been plunged in
As time passed, Nicole found herself inexplicably drawn to Alpha Liam, and her connection with Crimson seemed to have been severed abruptly. She was now an outsider to Crimson, belonging to the Dark Moon and regarded as an enemy.Overcome by a strange possession, she burst into dry, hysterical laugh
"How are things going?" Liam asked James, who was directing the warriors and scouts."With the Alpha of Crimson? Nothing. He retreated to his private quarters and he is definitely licking his wounds. His pack members are enraged though because you're taking their Luna.""She's not their Luna," Liam
Remember that until they've pledged their allegiance they are still independent. Do not remove the warriors at the borders. Instead, make them visible, and increase the fear Crimson already has,” Liam informed him.“Noted Alpha,” James responded.After one long wistful look at the forest, Liam conti
Nicole still felt like she was dreaming. The female members from Dark Moon had arrived after the ceremony and helped her pack her measly stuff, put them in the trunk of the luxury cars they arrived with, and took her away.Some of the Dark Moon's scouts had wolfed out and gone ahead of them, others
"This is the Dark Moon's Packhouse," Asha exclaimed, giggling.This part of the mansion was classy and elegant but contained all the warmth needed. While there was no soul in the other part, this part had people buzzing around. Laughter rang in the air. The smell of coffee, bacon, meat, and everythi
“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
Marisol's heart swelled with conflicting emotions at Cedric's declaration. His eyes, conveying his utmost sincerity, almost had her bursting into tears where she sat. Instead, she forced a smile, her applause joining in with the others, though inside, she felt a pang of sadness.“That's wonderful ne
A smile spread across Marisol's face as she turned around in his arms to face him. “Nervous? Why on earth…”“Okay, I was nervous on your behalf.” He admitted with a sheepish grin, and Marisol regarded him with a fond smile. “But Leticia was right. When we retreated, they prowled around aimlessly for
Marisol stepped out of Leticia's chambers with a million thoughts bubbling in her head. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or cry. Maybe she wanted to do both. It was so unfair. Her parents had told her she was destined for greatness. Was this fate's idea of greatness? To be made to sacrifice