Chapter 17 - Captured to Weaponize“Ah, you are awake,” a man's voice crackled through the hidden speakers.Georgia blinked rapidly, her eyes adjusting to the harsh light of the room. Everything around her was a solid color of white, there were no windows, only sealed vents, and just a small cubicle with a toilet and bath in a corner, and a single bed with sheets as white as the walls around her. The light blue scrub suit she wore was the only bit of color provided. But what really drew her attention was the wall with the one way mirror. She could see her reflection, but she could feel that someone was on the other side, watching her, observing her. She walked toward the mirror and tapped her forefinger, assessing if she could break it someday, somehow.“Where am I?” she demanded, her voice rough from disuse, echoing slightly in the empty space as she turned and roamed her eyes around. And she was fully aware now that her eyes had been uncovered, revealed to everyone watching behind t
Chapter 18 - Kill, Show Us BloodWith a surge of defiance, Georgia’s eyes flared, and she focused on the tray of instruments. To the shock of the men in the room, the tray lifted into the air, hovering as if guided by invisible hands. Their eyes widened in terror as the syringe filled with Soulbane hovered dangerously close to one of their necks.Behind the one-way mirror, Harrion, Antler, and Sergio stared in amazement at the screen. The raw power Georgia wielded was beyond anything they had imagined, they heard about it in research papers, but to see it in person was something. This was just a taste of it, how much more could she do?“She is incredible,” Sergio muttered, a mix of awe and fear in his voice.Harrion’s grin widened. “Yes, she is. And she is ours now.”The two men inside the room with Georgia took hesitant steps backward, but the door behind them remained closed, trapping them inside with the increasingly dangerous woman.Determined to escape, Georgia turned her focus t
Chapter 19 - The History of Centuries’ Revenge“Good evening, Cousin,” Harrion Bergmont said smoothly, extending his hand as King Maxton approached, his expression unreadable. The room buzzed with the sound of conversations, laughter, and the clinking of glasses, but Harrion’s attention was fixed solely on the Alpha King.Maxton shook his hand, offering a polite smile that did not quite reach his eyes. “Harrion, it is good to see you,” he replied, his tone cordial but reserved. The two men held each other’s gaze for a moment longer than necessary, an unspoken tension lingering between them.As they exchanged pleasantries, Harrion’s mind was already elsewhere. He had attended this dinner for one reason only — to maintain the facade that had taken years to build, centuries even. He had played the part of the loyal cousin, the trusted business partner like his father did, and his grandfather, and another grandfather before it, for far too long, and tonight was no different. Yet, behind t
Chapter 20 - Bloodstone AmuletIn the early days, before the establishment of the royal bloodlines that would come to dominate the werewolf world, the land was a chaotic battleground. Packs clashed constantly, their leaders vying for dominance and control over territories rich with resources and power. It was an era defined by brutal warfare, political intrigue, and a ruthless quest for supremacy. In the midst of this madness, a dark force began to rise, one that would change the course of history and leave a legacy of fear and oppression.The legend of the Bloodstone Amulet begins with a man known as Tharion, a dark alchemist of extraordinary skill and knowledge. Tharion was not born into nobility; he was the son of a healer who served one of the smaller, less powerful packs on the fringes of the Southern Region. From a young age, Tharion showed an aptitude for the arcane, a keen interest in the hidden properties of plants, minerals, and the energies that flowed through all living th
Chapter 21 - The Marionette"Revenge. It was all that remained for them," Harrion Bergmont mused as he stared into the flickering flames of the fireplace, the warmth doing little to thaw the cold. For centuries, his family had harbored a burning resentment against Maxrem and his descendants — a bitterness that had only grown with each passing generation.The throne of the Western Packs had been rightfully theirs, stolen by a family that had dared to cast them into the shadows. From the direct lineage of Cerrati Bergmont had been the rulers, their power unquestioned until the day their cousin Maxrem Bergmont was unanimously chosen and agreed upon by the Bergmont clan and the royal council that he succeeded the throne, this one decision took everything from them. And so, they had vowed to reclaim what was theirs, no matter the cost.But overthrowing a King as powerful as Maxrem as he carried the blood of a Bergmont was no simple task. The Cerrati and Andreno’s families and allies had tr
Chapter 22 - Perfect WeaponHarrion’s heart raced with anticipation as he watched her. The transformation was complete. After countless attempts and doses of the Soulbane drug, Georgia had finally become the hollow shell he needed her to be. She was now his, Harrion's to control, to command, to wield as a weapon against the man who had stolen his rightful throne."Pick up the dagger," Harrion Bergmont ordered, his voice smooth, almost gentle. On a nearby table, a gleaming silver dagger lay within reach, its blade sharp and deadly. Without a moment's hesitation, Georgia reached out, her fingers closing around the hilt of the dagger. There was no emotion in her movements, no indication that she understood the gravity of what she was doing. She was a vessel, a tool, devoid of will and thought."Now," Harrion Bergmont continued, his eyes narrowing as he leaned forward slightly, "stab the next person to you."For a brief moment, the room seemed to freeze. The scientists held their breath,
Chapter 23 - WelcomedKing Maxton, who had been pacing the room, paused, his heart racing with a mix of emotions. Relief, joy, and a nagging sense of unease all competed for dominance. He had feared the worst, that Georgia had been lost to him forever, but now, she was coming.When the SUV finally pulled up to the entrance of the palace, Maxton was already there, waiting. The door opened, and Georgia stepped out, her covered eyes with sunglasses locked on his as she approached."Georgia," Maxton breathed, stepping forward, his gaze locked on her. There was a hesitation in his movement, as if something was holding him back.“I heard you were looking for me,” Georgia uttered.“You can see,” Maxton trailed, testing, wondering, surprise no longer existed, and Georgia removed her sunglasses, her silver eyes fixed on his.Maxton was momentarily speechless as he gazed into Georgia’s silver eyes, their cold, striking color unlike anything he had ever seen. He was amazed, but the history betwe
Chapter 24 - Suspicion"Something is not right."Maxton paced back and forth in his private study, his thoughts bothered, racing like a whirlwind. His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched tightly as he replayed the strange interactions with Georgia in his mind. The woman who had once been a fiery force, someone who was strong willed and had the guts to reject him without thinking of the consequences, someone he had known to be fearless and defiant, now seemed unnervingly calm and compliant. The way she carried herself, her subdued responses, it was all too perfect, too smooth. It did not sit well with him.“Was it because of her silver eyes being revealed?” Maxton muttered to himself, his gaze flicking to the old books scattered across his desk, each one opened to a page referencing the legendary power and allure of the silver eyed werewolves. “Could that be what made her act this way?”But even as he contemplated, his instincts told him it was not just that. There was something more,
Chapter 108 - The HeirGeorgia’s breaths were uneven and beads of sweat glistened on her brow and her face was contorted with pain and exhaustion. The midwife calmly gave quiet instructions to her as she worked to support her deliver the baby. Maxton was at Georgia’s side, holding her hand, and it was evident in his face both awe and concern for his mate.“You’re doing incredible,” he whispered in her ears, reminding her that he was there for her. His hand gripped hers tightly, as she squeezed back, greeting her teeth as she listened to the midwife. But she managed to respond to him. Georgia managed a small smile through the haze of pain and exhaustion. “I’d like to see you try this and then call it ‘incredible,’” she retorted.Maxton chuckled, though his laughter was laced with nervous energy. “I would fail miserably. That’s why I’m right here, cheering you on.”The midwife glanced up. “It’s time, Your Majesty. One more push.”Georgia closed her eyes, summoning every ounce of streng
Chapter 107 - Coronation and Promises“Are you ready for this?” Maxton asked, his hand tightened slightly around Georgia’s as they stood behind the grand golden doors of the palace’s throne room.Georgia drew a slow breath, her fingers instinctively brushing against the fabric of her coronation gown. It was elegant, shimmering with fine threads of silver and gold, symbolizing her role as the bridge between strength and grace. She met Maxton’s gaze, her heart pounding beneath her ribs as she replied. “Ready or not, there’s no turning back now.”A faint smile tugged at his lips as looked at her with huge pride and affection. “You’ll be magnificent,” he said, his thumb gently brushing the back of her hand.The sound of the crowd beyond the doors grew louder, a mixture of excitement and anticipation filling the air. The Royal Master of Ceremonies stepped forward, nodding at Maxton and Georgia. “It’s time.”The doors swung open with a resonant creak, revealing the throne room, transformed
Chapter 106 - Proposing CoronationGeorgia’s bare feet touched the cool, trimmed grass of the palace gardens as the late afternoon sun cast golden light across the vibrant blooms. Her fingers brushed against the petal of a rose as she walked slowly beside Maxton.“Careful,” Maxton said softly, his hand instinctively moving to support her elbow when she stumbled with her still weak knees. His gaze never left her, he was concerned at her still recovering condition and with her carrying their child. However, despite his worries, he was supportive of her and never prevented her from venturing outside the safety and security of the manor. Today, they were in the palace as she craved for a new view and had been bored staying in the manor.“I’m fine,” Georgia replied with a faint smile, glancing up at him. “I need this.” She looked back at the path ahead which was an aisle of garden flowers.Maxton’s eyes flickered to her hand that instinctively brushed her abdomen, and his expression softe
Chapter 105 - Gifts and RosesGeorgia’s eyelids fluttered open as she moved her fingertips. Her body ached faintly, and the first thing she realized was the warmth of a hand clutching hers. She immediately realized that it was Maxton given the sudden rush of thrumming in their mate bond, making her feel more alive despite what she had gone through.“Georgia,” Maxton uttered, surprised at the sudden movement of her hand that he was holding. He leaned closer to see her with his filled with relief.She blinked, her throat dry, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came. Before she could try again, Maxton was already pressing a glass of water to her lips. “Here,” he murmured gently, tilting the glass just enough for her to sip.The cool water soothed her parched throat. “What happened?” she rasped with her voice weak still weak.“You were poisoned in the restaurant.” he said, “But you’re safe now and that’s all that matters.”She frowned slightly, trying to piece together fragment
Chapter 104 - MercyMaxton gripped the phone tightly as the voice on the other end confirmed what he had been waiting to hear for hours. “We’ve apprehended the suspect, Your Majesty. The perpetrator is being transported to the palace as we speak.”His jaw tightened as he exhaled in relief yet contained fury. “Bring them directly to the throne room. I want this handled swiftly.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”Maxton hung up, tossing the phone onto his desk. For Georgia. For their unborn child. For the stability of the kingdom. This would not be swept under the rug like some minor infraction, it would be a lesson, a warning to anyone foolish enough to challenge the Crown.“Tanner,” Maxton barked, his Beta standing at attention by the door.“Yes, Your Majesty?”“Prepare the throne room. I want this dealt with in a manner befitting the gravity of the crime. And make sure word spreads, let the public know justice is being served.”Tanner nodded sharply. “Right away.”~~~At the far end of the throne
Chapter 103 - A Unifying Statement From The CrownMaxton froze, at the news, his heart hammering in his chest and his emotions were a swirling mix of hurricane. He was happy, delighted to have a baby, an heir to the throne, but at the same time, he was hell worried about his mate and unborn child’s status."Pregnant?" The word barely left his lips, as he was in a mix of disbelief and shock. His hand instinctively gripped the back of the nearest chair, tightly until his knuckles were white. "She's pregnant?" he repeated, as if he could not believe what was happening.Dr. Reid nodded to confirm. "Yes, Your Majesty. We just confirmed it moments ago. It’s very early, around six weeks, I’d estimate."A cold wave of panic and anger surged through Maxton, his breath coming faster as his mind raced. "And the poison?" he demanded, trying to calm down."What about the poison? Is it harming her… or the baby?"Dr. Reid’s lips pressed into a thin line. "That’s what we are currently working to deter
Chapter 102 - Poisoned and PregnantThe sound of Maxton’s footsteps echoed in the long corridor outside the manor’s medical wing as he went back in to check on her. His jaw was clenched, and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Georgia, fragile, and pale, her body seizing uncontrollably in his arms. Maxton entered the room and did not bother to wait for the doctor to call him. “What’s happening now? Is she stable?”The doctor met Maxton’s panicked gaze. “She’s stable for now,” he said, pulling off his gloves. “But the situation is serious. There are clear signs of poisoning. We’re running more tests to determine the exact substance.”Maxton felt a cold rage settle over him, masking the fear that threatened to overwhelm his thoughts. “Poison,” he repeated. “How?”The doctor sighed, gesturing toward the room where Georgia lay unconscious. “Most likely ingested. Whatever it was, it acted slowly, giving us enough time to intervene. She is o
Chapter 101 - Blood and SeizureThe woman’s words hit Georgia like a thunderclap, reverberating in the pit of her stomach.“You think you deserve to sit there and pretend you’re one of us?” The woman’s voice carried over the stunned silence of the rooftop restaurant. “You’ll never be queen — never!”Maxton stepped forward with a rigid posture, shielding Georgia from the woman’s line of sight. “That’s enough,” he said firmly, but his voice only seemed to fuel her anger.“Don’t tell me what’s enough!” she shouted, her trembling hands now clenched into fists. Her face displayed a combination of grief and fury, while her eyes darted past him to Georgia. “You killed my husband! You took everything from me, and now you expect us to bow to you?” she snarled.Georgia’s breath caught, her chest tightening as if the air had been sucked from the terrace. She could not move, couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled in her lap, hidden under the table as she clung to the edge of her seat, frozen with the
Chapter 100 - Dinner & Accusations“Why do I feel like I am going to war?” Georgia muttered, tugging at the hem of her dress as she stood before the full length mirror. Her reflection stared back at her — a woman in a sleek, deep green dress that hugged her figure without being overly revealing. The gown was elegant and modest enough that she did not feel completely out of place, yet the way it highlighted her curves made her feel exposed in a way she was not used to. Her chest felt tight, her stomach twisting, and every part of her wanted to bolt back to the comfort of her chambers, but she stood there feeling foreign and unfamiliar at the girl staring back at her. “You look stunning,” Maxton complimented from behind, making her turn around to face him.She glanced toward the door, finding him leaning casually against the frame. His tailored shirt, left slightly unbuttoned at the collar, and dark slacks gave him an air of effortless sophistication. Yet it was not the clothing that c