Chapter 33 - It Has BeganThe grand conference hall of the Assembly of Sovereigns was a unique blend of old world elegance and modern sophistication. High ceilings adorned with crystal chandeliers illuminated the room, casting a warm glow over the polished marble floors and intricately carved wooden walls. Long tables, made of dark mahogany, were arranged in a circular fashion, each place marked with a flag representing the different regions and royal families.The royals began to arrive, each entrance accompanied by a wave of murmured voices and the subtle click of heels on the marble floor. Their attire was as varied as their personalities, a reflection of the traditions and cultures of their respective regions. The Alpha King of the Northern Region, Janoer, entered first, dressed in a sleek black suit with a fur lined collar, his presence commanding as always. His guards followed closely behind, dressed in uniforms of deep forest green, the emblem of a wolf’s head embroidered on th
Chapter 34 - AllyMaxton and his inner circle retreated to a private room adjacent to the grand conference hall. The room was smaller, more private, furnished with dark wood, rich tapestries, and an air of solemnity that matched the gravity of their discussion. The heavy drapes were drawn, casting the room in a dim light that seemed to mirror the mood of the gathering.Maxton paced back and forth, his usually composed demeanor strained under the weight of the situation. Tanner stood by the door, his posture tense, while the advisors—three of them, all seasoned and trusted—sat at a round table, their faces drawn with concern.Maxton said, his voice edged with frustration. “Who attacked us?”“I couldn’t Mark. The connection was interrupted on his end earlier before I could ask for more information.”Mark had made a frantic call to Tanner earlier just before communication was lost, leaving them with more questions than answers. The communications division was also under attack in the pal
Chapter 35 - Realization RevelationThe night was thick with tension as Maxton, Tanner, and their three advisors drove through the winding roads of the Western Region, heading towards the safe house that was connected through a series of underground tunnels of the palace and the King’s manor, a kilometer or more distance that the survivors from the attack had run to escape.As they approached the safe house, hidden deep within the dense forests on the edge of the Western Region’s borders, the car's headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating the thick canopy of trees that concealed the fortress. The hidden sanctuary had been a closely guarded secret for generations since built during the reign of Maxrem Bergmont, a place of last resort in times of dire need. Tonight, it had become a refuge for those who had survived the brutal assault on the palace and manor.The safe house called Bergwire was a grand structure, its stone walls blending seamlessly with the rocky landscape. It was
Chapter 36 - OverthrownHarrion Bergmont sat on the throne that was most coveted by his ancestors, the throne that he believed was taken away from him, from his father, from his grandfather, and the fathers before them. Andor became his right hand man and the soldiers and people in the palace and the King’s private manor were taken as prisoners if not dead.The former Alpha King Lucus and Luna Poline died in the battle, leading their armies and fighting for the pack. They were not prepared, it was a surprise attack, one that no one had expected. There were no signs. The guards that were stationed at the borders near the middle region where the armies of Harrion had entered were drugged and controlled to be there so that the army could penetrate the borders easier, without sending an alarm to the palace. Harrion and Andor planned it very well, they knew the ins and outs o
Chapter 37 - The Transfer“Get in the truck,” Maxton uttered, pushing Farhad to go with the next batch of people they were transferring. To stay in the region was risky, there was a huge chance that Harrion and Andor Bergmont knew about the safe house, but even if they were initially unaware of it, someone in the palace could be compelled, forced to spill the information about it. They could not take that risk. Hence, the moment King Regulus of the South had responded positively to their plea for help, he immediately sent assistance to their location after several exchanges of messages. Tonight, they will be transferred to the Southern region through the borders where the Haonen River passes, several boats were waiting for their arrival.“You Majesty, you should go now for your safety, Harrion’s men are already closing in the area, sooner or later, they will
Chapter 38 - Induced ComaThe boat glided silently through the calm waters of the Haonen River, its occupants huddled together, their breaths visible in the cool night air. Maxton, Tanner, and the remaining survivors from Bergwire stayed vigilant, their eyes scanning the dense forests that lined the riverbanks. The journey had been tense, every rustle of leaves, every ripple in the water, causing their hearts to pound with worry as Harrion’s men had probably stormed the Bergwirer by now, finding evidence that they had sought referred in that house for a few days after the attack. But now, as they neared the Southern Region’s border, a sense of cautious relief began to settle over the group.When the boat finally docked, the survivors disembarked quickly, their footsteps almost silent on the wooden pier. They were met by a group of Southern Region soldiers, their uniforms crisp, their expressions stern but welcoming. At the forefront was King Regulus, his presence as commanding as eve
Chapter 39 - Awaken: I Should Be Dead!Harrion Bergmont strode through the corridors to the palace’s medical facility, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, marble floors. The days had turned into weeks, and now weeks into months, yet Georgia remained unconscious. What was supposed to be a simple injury — a slashed wrist and forearms — did not justify this prolonged state of unconsciousness. The longer she remained unresponsive, the more suspicious he became.As he approached Georgia’s room, Harrion’s eyes narrowed. He knew something was not right. He had given strict orders to keep her alive, and there was no logical reason for her to still be unconscious. His grip on the Bloodstone Amulet tightened, the dark veins on his arm pulsating slightly as he fought to keep his anger in check.He pushed open the door to Georgia’s room, his gaze immediately locking onto Dr. Reid, who was adjusting the IV drip attached to her arm. The doctor’s face was drawn, and there was a flicker
Chapter 40 - Killing MachineShe had fought so hard to end her life, to prevent herself from becoming a weapon in Harrion’s hands. Yet here she was, alive, breathing, and very much at his mercy. It was as if the universe itself had conspired against her.Harrion’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with dark amusement. “Oh, Georgia,” he purred, “you did not really think you could escape me that easily, did you? You are far too valuable to simply let die. You are going to help me achieve great things.”Fear surged through Georgia, but her body was too weak to react. Her mind raced, desperately searching for a way out, but the drug’s effects were too strong, too overwhelming. She could feel her will slipping away, and with it, the hope she had clung to.“You… can’t control… me,” she gasped out, her words slurred, but filled with defiance.Harrion chuckled softly, the sound sending a chill down Georgia’s spine. “Is that so?” he mused, his tone dripping with arrogance. “We shall see about t