CHAPTER 121ROMEOThe Hunting festival was in full swing, and I had been tracking down his prey with all his might. I had been waiting for this event for months, hoping to catch the biggest game of his life. But when I caught sight of Natalia, it was as if all the air had been sucked out of my lungs. It burned my soul to see her there, knowing that I had been searching for her for so long.I was surprised to see her, and my heart pounded at the thought of having another chance to win her heart. But as I approached her, the animal inside me wept. Anger clouded my mind when I saw Natalia clinging to Sebastian Adriatico, a fake mutant werewolf. The way she smiled at him, as if he was the only one she trusted now, made my blood boil. And to make matters worse, I could smell Sebastian's scent on her, which made him feel disgusted.The wolf inside me was clawing to be let free, urging me to destroy Sebastian and everything around me. But I knew that I had to tame him, to convince him that no
CHAPTER 122NATALIAI tried to steady her breathing as I took in the putrid scent of blood. It was a smell I had become all too familiar with over the years, but now it made my stomach churn. I looked over at Sebastian, my heart aching at the sight of him. His once handsome face was now marred by deep gashes, and blood trickled down his forehead.I tried to look away, but my eyes were drawn back to the wounds. The blood was bright red, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt my stomach clenching. I tried to swallow the bile rising in my throat, but it was no use. I knew I had to get away from the smell and the sight of it all.Sebastian noticed my discomfort and moved closer to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, and I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me. I was glad he was there, looking after me. But now I was about to vomit, and I Couldn't hold it back any longer.With a sudden burst of energy, I stood up and excused myself. I stumbled away from Sebastian, making my way towar
CHAPTER 123NATALIAI sat stiffly on the couch as I heard Veronica's voice calling out to me, "NATALIA! MY DEAR!" Veronica's high-pitched tone grated on my nerves, and I couldn't help but roll her eyes in response. I knew that she was coming to greet me, but I wasn't in the mood for pleasantries.The truth had finally been revealed to me and I couldn't forgive Veronica for what she had done. All these years, Veronica had been pretending to be my real mother, keeping her in the dark about my true origins. It was a deception that I could never forget, and I was filled with a sense of deep betrayal.As Veronica approached, Elvina sat beside me, sensing the tension between the two. She knew that Veronica had a reputation for playing dirty tricks, and she didn't want to leave me vulnerable to her machinations. Elvina was the Elven queen, and no one dared to talk to her disrespectfully unless they had a death wish.Veronica couldn't hide her displeasure at seeing Elvina sitting beside me, bu
CHAPTER 124NATALIAI took a deep breath as I was about to step outside of the pack house. My heart was heavy with conflicting emotions after I argued with Veronica. The night had started with such uncertainty, but now it seemed to be crumbling around me. I couldn't help but wonder what else could go wrong.All I wanted was to escape from the drama and return to the safety of Sebastian's villa. But my hopes were dashed as I saw Romeo blocking my path. I hadn't seen him since the day I left the pack, and I had hoped it would stay that way. I had rejected him, and I didn't want to be anywhere near him.However, it was inevitable. Here we were, standing in front of each other, the only difference was that we were alone in the darkness, and no one was around us. Everyone was out of the pack house, enjoying the Hunting Festival. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I looked into his piercing blue eyes. It was as if time had stood still, and we were the only two people in the world.We were
CHAPTER 125NATALIAFinally, the first night of the hunting festival had come to an end. As I looked around at the chaos and destruction that littered the once-beautiful forest clearing, I couldn't help but feel relieved that it was over. Thanks to the moon goddess, it had ended in a mess just as it had begun.As the night went on, I watched as some pack members were deported back to their assigned pack homes along with their children. It was a sombre sight, knowing that they wouldn't be able to join us for the rest of the festival. I felt a pang of sadness for them, knowing that they had been looking forward to this night just as much as I had.But there were those who had just turned the age of mating, and they were allowed to stay along with their mates to enjoy the after-party. The after-party was not officially part of the hunting festival, but it always seemed to happen that way. It was a time for the younger pack members to let loose and have some fun, to celebrate their newfoun
CHAPTER 126NATALIAI was now sitting at the edge of the chair, watching with a mixture of fascination and embarrassment as the wolves around me began to snuggle and get intimate with their mates. The mating season had begun, and the air was thick with the scent of desire and arousal.I tried to avert my gaze, but it was difficult not to stare at the couples around me, their bodies entwined in a primal dance of passion and need. Some were kissing passionately, while others were nuzzling each other's necks and chests, their hands exploring each other's bodies.I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment as I realized that I was the only one sitting there and not doing anything with Sebastian. I wasn't even holding his hand as I was watching the spectacle unfold before me. I couldn't help but feel jealous of the couples around me, their bodies locked in an intimate embrace while I sat there, shuffling on my seat.As I watched, one of the wolves caught my eye - a handsome young male with hai
CHAPTER 127NATALIAI lay in bed, my eyes closed and my breathing heavy. I was completely exhausted, my body aching and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. I had spent the entire night making memories with Sebastian, exploring each other's bodies and losing myself in the pleasure of his touch.But now, as the sun began to rise and the birds started to chirp outside, I could feel the toll that our passion had taken on me. Every muscle in my body was sore, and I couldn't help but groan as I shifted positions in the bed.Sebastian stirred next to me, his arm draped over my waist. "Are you okay?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep.I opened my eyes and turned to look at him. Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as I took in his handsome face and tousled hair. "I'm just tired," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Sebastian leaned in and kissed me gently on the forehead. "You should get some rest," he said. "I'll take care of you."I nodded, closing m
CHAPTER 128NATALIAThe dimly lit room felt suffocating as Romeo made his way towards me, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, concrete floor. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as my hands started getting clammy with nervousness, and my breathing quickened.As he drew closer, his every step seemed calculated and deliberate, as if he was savoring each moment of our impending encounter. I couldn't help but notice the confident set of his jaw and the way his piercing gaze bore down on me with intensity.Suddenly, he stopped in front of me and took a deep breath, causing me to catch a whiff of his minty breath. It was an odd contrast to the dark and foreboding atmosphere that surrounded us.He looked down at me, his eyes seeming to see right through me, and I felt my throat go dry. I gulped nervously, wondering what he was going to do next.At that moment, I realized that I was in deep trouble. Romeo was not someone to be trifled with, and I knew that I had underestim
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is