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 25 - King’s Dilemma"Any news of Antler’s whereabouts?" King Maxton asked, his voice steady as he leaned against the balcony railing. The cold breeze brushed against his face, but his focus was on the figure moving gracefully in the garden below. Georgia wandered through the flowers, occasionally pausing to admire a bloom or two, before turning her attention to the maze."They are still searching in the Northern Capital, but there have been no sightings yet," Tanner replied, his tone reflecting the frustration they both felt. Despite all their resources, Antler had managed to vanish without a trace.Maxton nodded, his gaze never leaving Georgia. "And the footage of Georgia?" he added, the question laced with an undercurrent of urgency."It is untraceable," Tanner admitted,
Chapter 26 - Defiant NoMaxton stood in the hallway outside Georgia’s room, his hand hesitating over the doorknob. After his conversation with Tanner, he felt compelled to spend more time with her, to try to understand the woman she is and to understand what he truly feels towards her, to determine his next course of action. It was his way of searching for answers in the midst of his confusion, or perhaps it was something deeper — something he was reluctant to admit, even to himself.Taking a deep breath, he knocked lightly on the door before opening it. Georgia was sitting by the window, her gaze fixed on the gardens below, where she had explored the night before. She turned her head slightly at the sound of the door, offering him a soft, almost automatic smile that did not quite reach her eyes.“Good morning,” Maxton greeted, stepping into the room. “I was thinking we could go for a walk today. Get some fresh air.”Georgia nodded, standing gracefully. “Of course. That sounds nice.”
Chapter 27 - Missing BodiesHer vision blurred, her body growing limp as Harrion’s control tightened around her, suffocating the last remnants of her defiance. She was losing the battle, her will slipping away as the darkness closed in around her. Her silver eyes that burned brightly began to fade into their cloudy state.“Let go,” Harrion commanded, his voice a whisper that echoed in the depths of her mind. “You cannot win.”And with that, Georgia felt herself slipping away, her mind succumbing to the overwhelming force of Harrion’s control. The last thing she saw before darkness claimed her was Maxton’s face, his expression a mixture of fear, confusion, and concern.Maxton caught her as she collapsed, her body going limp in his arms. “Georgia” he called out. He gently lowered her to the ground, his hand pressing against her cheek as he tried to rouse her.But Georgia did not respond. She lay still, her breathing shallow, her eyes closed as if she were lost in a deep, troubled sleep.
Chapter 28 - Greatest Weapon, Greatest ThreatHarrion Bergmont paced the dimly lit chamber, his fingers nervously tracing the edge of the Bloodstone Amulet around his neck. The room was cold, illuminated only by the flickering light of a few scattered candles, casting long shadows on the stone walls. The air was thick with tension, and his mind raced with the weight of his mistakes. The amulet, though powerful, was not the complete artifact he had once hoped it to be. Its energy was erratic, its influence over the hollowed shells unstable, and the realization that Georgia could fight back against his control had shaken him to his core.Voice low, almost a growl, Harrion muttered to himself, "I should have known… I should have anticipated this." He clenched his fists, his knuckles white from the pressure. He had underestimated the silver eyes, a mistake he could no longer afford. The power that coursed through Georgia was far greater than he had anticipated, and now, she was slipping t
Chapter 29 - The AssembleAcross the Middle Region, the hollowed shells — werewolves who had succumbed to the Soulbane drug, were being herded like cattle into transport vehicles. Their eyes were empty, their movements mechanical as they shuffled forward, guided by the commands issued through the incomplete power of the Bloodstone Amulet. They were no longer individuals but tools, weapons to be wielded in Harrion’s quest for power.In the facility on the border, Harrion and Andor stood in a large, sterile room, overlooking the gathered werewolves. The facility was well hidden, surrounded by dense forests, and unmarked on any map. It was a place where the corrupt officials of the Middle Region had turned a blind eye, bought and paid for by the wealth of the stripped and outcasted Bergmont family.Harrion Bergmont raised the amulet, and a pulse of energy rippled through the room. The hollowed shells stirred, their heads snapping up as if in response to an unseen command. Andor Bergmont