Chapter 43 - Blood Soaked
And there, in the center of it all, stood Georgia. Her silver eyes glowed in the darkness, her blade dripping with blood. She turned slowly to face the villagers, her expression blank.
The elder stepped forward, his hands trembling as he held up a rusted sword. “Georgia…” he called out, his voice breaking. “You have to stop this. This is not you.”
But Georgia did not respond. She moved toward him with slow, deliberate steps. The villagers backed away in fear, but the elder stood his ground, his heart heavy with sorrow.
Georgia was gone. And the person standing before them was the perfect weapon of Harrion Bergmont.
“Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “You are
Chapter 44 - Kill Her or Spare?Maxton held a sealed envelope as he sat by the fireplace in the war room, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in front of him. He traced the uneven edges of the envelope’s flap, showing the hurried tearing of paper to use in encasing the letter inside it. He had just received a coded message from one of his spies embedded deep within the Western Region. It was not Jason but one of his men who had found it difficult to contact him online since he had been on the run when Georgia attacked the village that housed him, luckily, he was able to flee along with other villagers from that land. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the hearth casting shadows on the wooden walls. His advisors stood nearby, waiting in tense silence for him to break the seal.With a deep breath, Maxton opened the envelope, his fingers were stead
Chapter 45 - The Priority"Georgia must be stopped first."The room fell silent, the gravity of the statement hung in the air like a loaded gun. Tanner’s voice was calm, but the implication of his words was anything but. Maxton’s eyes scanned the faces of his closest advisors and allies, his jaw tightly clenched as he observed them. Tanner’s remark was a necessity, but the procedure for how the idea was to be executed was to be determined."Are you suggesting we prioritize her over the throne?" Regulus’ voice was steady, and his expression was neutral, not showing a glimpse of what he truly thinks about the matter. He was a very practical King, and he had always prioritized his region, and his kingdom over anything else. However, he had never been in a situation where Maxton was now. The dilemma that the western r
Chapter 46 - His Decision: Kill HerTanner leaned forward, his face tight with concern, but his voice steady. "We need to think about this carefully. Harrion’s control over Georgia is absolute right now. But... we have seen her break free before, even if it was only for a brief moment. There might still be a way to subdue her, capture her alive, and break Harrion’s hold."A murmur of uncertainty rippled through the room. The idea of capturing Georgia alive seemed like an ideal solution, but it was a gamble — a dangerous one that could cost them everything. Regulus’s general shook his head in disapproval."Subdue her? Capture her?" the general scoffed. "With all due respect, we have seen what Georgia is capable of. She is not the same woman you once knew. Harrion has molded her into a killing machine, and if we sen
Chapter 47 - Combat Training“Again!”Andor Bergmont’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding as he watched Georgia struggle to maintain her stance. The cold stone chamber echoed with the sound of her heavy breathing, her muscles shaking from the nonstop combat drills. She was dripping with sweat, her silver eyes glowing faintly in the dim light of the training chamber. But despite her exhaustion, there was no emotion in her face. No frustration. No hesitation. Just obedience. It was an order by her master, to train her in combat, sharpening her like a sword to wield. He knew that she could not just rely on the power of her silver eyes in every fight or battle she was thrown in since the silver eyes utilize the life energy and he would not want Georgia to be drained and die if massive battles occur. She was his greatest weapon after all. He could not af
Chapter 48 - A Proposal“I still think this is a risk,” Andor’s voice came through the phone, edged with caution. “The Queen of the East is not exactly known for her loyalty. She shifts with the winds.” Harrion turned his phone to his other ear as he listened to Andor’s say on his meeting with Queen Theodora. Harrion had already anticipated what his cousin would say.Harrion leaned back in the plush leather seat of the car, watching the cityscape of the Eastern Region blur past. The towering buildings, sleek and modern, stretched toward the sky, casting long shadows over the bustling streets below. His eyes flicked toward Georgia, seated beside him, her silver eyes glowing faintly as they neared Queen Theodora’s palace. She had been silent throughout the ride, her face devoid of emotion, just as he had trained her to be.
Chapter 49 - Queen’s Greed“Harrion, we need to talk about Janoer.”Andor’s voice rang through the speakerphone as Harrion stood in his study, overlooking the sprawling landscape of the Eastern Region through large glass windows. He had been pacing the room for a while, thinking of the next move to consolidate his power. He leaned against his desk, his gaze flickering to Georgia, who stood motionless near the door, her silver eyes scanning the room for any threat, her expression devoid of emotion. They had to stay for the night and leave when the sunlight broke in the morning.“What is it? We have secured Queen Theodora’s tentative support… “ Harrion replied.“But we can not stop there,” Andor continued. “The Northern Re
Chapter 50 - The North"Andor, what are we looking at?" Harrion asked, his voice smooth yet sharp, as he leaned back in his chair, staring out the window of his office. He had already turned his attention to the Northern Region — another piece of the puzzle in his plan for domination.“The North,” Andor replied on the other end of the phone, “is a wild card. Janoer has been quiet, maybe too quiet. He has got resources, strong borders, and some of the most disciplined warriors in the country. If he aligns with Maxton, that could change everything.”Harrion’s lips curled into a smile. "But Janoer is a man of honor... And honor can be twisted."Andor sighed. “Honor or not, you know the Northern Region does not bend easily. Janoer’s proud, but pride
Chapter 51 - The Northern KingThe convoy was led into the palace entrance, the tall and heavy doors closing behind them with a resounding thud. The inside resembled the atmosphere outside the palace, cold crispy white halls, yet warm and welcoming, a notable contrast to the harsh coldness of the outside atmosphere. The walls they passed by in the corridors and halls as they were led to the grand hall where King Jnaoer was waiting for his visitors were adorned with banners of the Northern Region, a symbol of their pride and strength.King Janoer awaited them in the grand hall, standing tall with his arms crossed over his chest. His advisors flanked him with their stern expressions, unwelcoming, cold — reflecting the chilly winds outside the palace. The tension heightened when Harrion entered, his eyes immediately locking onto King Janoer’s. The warm place suddenly felt c
Chapter 95 - FarewellYenari gave a nod, though his gaze remained serious. “She means something to all of us here,” he said. “If she’s with you, Maxton, then I expect you to protect her. She has suffered more than you know.”“I intend to do exactly that,” Maxton replied.Yenari’s expression softened, but only slightly. “If she ever needs a safe place again, know that Havalu will welcome her back. This island will always be here for her.”Maxton paused, considering Yenari’s words. This was not about their territorial instincts or jealousy; it was about Georgia’s safety, her peace, and he would consider whatever refuge was offered to make her safe. “I appreciate that,” he said, sincerely. He owed the island and
Chapter 94 - Seashells and Island’s SecretGeorgia took a moment to fix her hair and smoothen her clothes, tugging the fabric back into place as if each motion could erase the intimacy that had passed between them. Her fingers lingered on her collar, her heartbeat finally slowing, her breath no longer a ragged thing in her chest. As she glanced at Maxton, she found him similarly composed, his hands running over his shirt, face now a mask of calm readiness. The silence between them held everything left unsaid, the intense moment that had shared already spoke so much, enough for them to understand each other. She gave one final tug to her skirt and nodded to Maxton as they decided to walk out of the cave as if nothing had happened. His hand rested on her back as together they stepped back toward the beach.Yenari, and everyone else who waited for them turned their eyes on their
Chapter 93 - Bodies IntertwinedGeorgia gasped when she felt his finger go deeper to her entrance, teasing, and testing if she was ready, her hands clutching at his shoulders as her knees wobbled. “Maxton,” she moaned and stared into his eyes, telling him what she wanted, needed.And that was all he needed to know before he slid a finger inside her, then another, and she cried out, her head falling back against the wall, her hips moving against his hand, desperate for more, for him. He moved his other hand to lift her left leg, giving more access for his finger to go deeper into her pussy as he pumped his fingers slowly at first, his thumb brushing over her clit, making her tremble and weak, and her pussy tightening around him. “F*ck,” Maxton muttered under his breath, “you feel so tight, baby.” He moved his fingers faster and harder, stretching her, making sure he was wet and open enough for him when he plunge his cock deep into her. The thought made his cock twitch, throbbing, a pr
Chapter 92 - Desire, Hunger, and NeedGeorgia’s hands moved down his chest, fingers trembling slightly as they slipped under the hem of his shirt, feeling the hard, defined muscles beneath. She had seen him before, topless, when she was under the influence of the Soulbane Drug, but she was out of her own mind that time and could not process what he was, however, the memory remained in her head, and she had never had the chance to touch him like this, and she never knew this was intoxicating. Her palms slid up, pushing his shirt higher until he helped her pull it off, tossing it aside without a care. Her breath hitched at the sight of him, his skin glistening in the dim light, every muscle taut, his chest rising and falling rapidly. She swallowed and could not take her eyes off him. Seeing someone naked was not new to her since wolves shifted back to their human forms naked, but for her, Maxton was causing a different sensation in her, it was driving something hot in her system.Maxton
Chapter 91 - A Desire: Mate Bond’s DemandHis lips brushed hers softly at first, a fleeting touch, testing the waters, and she did not flinch. She did not pull back. If anything, she leaned in, just barely, but it was enough. This subtle response from Georgia was a signal for Maxton to proceed. He pressed his lips to hers again, this time more firmly, the kiss deepening as the floodgates they built within themselves, to protect themselves from each other, broke open, pouring out the desire and feelings they held out for too long.The moment Georgia allowed herself to respond, it was as if something inside her shattered. All the conditions she had set for herself, all the restraint she had been holding onto for so long, unraveled in that kiss. She kissed him back, with a hunger she did not know she had been suppressing. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer as if afraid he might disappear if she did not hold onto him tight enough. Every part of her body se
Chapter 90 - The Need to Feel HerMaxton’s hand moved to her arm, his fingers brushing her skin gently, and he could feel her shiver at the contact. He stepped even closer as he spoke softly to her, trying to comfort her in a way he could at the moment, to ease the burden she was carrying. He had already suspected before that she chose to disappear in a way that she had wanted to end her life because he had seen that that was the kind of girl she was, who was willing to save everyone by ending her life. He had seen it before when she cut her own arm and let herself bleed out in order to save him from her own hands, and she did it again, drowned herself, not only to escape her sins, but also to spare the Maxton and his region from getting attacked because of her, for as centuries had shown, silver eyed werewolves were and had always been hunted down, and she did not want to put Maxton and his region at risk of those attacks just because of her.“The war is over, Georgia. The region has
Chapter 89 - Take You Back Home“You’re sure about this?” Yenari asked as he watched Georgia stand there, staring out at the beach where Maxton and his men were waiting after she had made the decision to face him, so that she would not have any regrets in the end. The wind played with her hair, but her face was still, yet her eyes were distant and there was a hint of something uncertain in her gaze. Initially, she was sure that she wanted to stay, and remain on the island, but after she had seen Maxton, helpless and longing, it tugged something in her heart, and just his mere presence already made her waver with her initial resolve.Georgia swallowed, her lips parting as she struggled to find the words. “I need to talk to him,” she said, finally. “If I don’t... this won’t end, I could not ever make peace with myself and the one that I left behind,” she added.Yenari hesitated, his jaw clenching. “I won’t let them take you if you don’t want to go,” he said firmly. “Remember that.”She
Chapter 88 - The Arrival"Chief, there's a ship — coming straight for the island."The words, breathless and urgent, snapped Yenari from his thoughts, putting down the falcon seated on his arm. “We are not expecting visitors,” Yenari uttered, his brows creased and his face stern, thinking that these uninvited, foreign guests might be bringing trouble to his island. “We saw the flag of the white ship, it is the Le Roma’s flag. And there is another one beneath it, blue, with a crest we don’t recognize."Yenari's jaw ticked. Le Roma? Here? Without warning? He stepped out of his hut, scanning the distant horizon. Sure enough, a sleek yacht was cutting through the waves, growing larger with each passing second as it got closer to the island. It glided across the water and many of the villagers gathered at the shore out of curiosity, asking themselves who was arriving for they were not informed that there would be incoming visitors of the island."Call the men," Yenari commanded sharply. "E
Chapter 87 - Journey to the IslandOne afternoon, Georgia found herself sitting under the shade of a coconut tree, watching the sun glint off the gentle waves. She was shelling peanuts for a local dish, her hands working mechanically while her mind drifted into the far sea, like a canoe sailing in the middle of the vast blues. It was moments like these when the past crept up on her, unbidden. She could almost see Maxton’s face, the way his eyes would harden whenever he was deep in thought, she had only known him for a brief time, encountered him while she was under Harrion’s control, but those memories she was with him while bound by the dark magic remained.She wondered what he would think if he saw her now, barefoot and sun-kissed, so different from the pale fierce soldier of Harrion that had slaughtered lives. Would he even recognize her? Would he want to? She tried t