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Chapter 62 - The Breakup
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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 63 - A Plan in Motion
Wilson can’t sleep, leaves Selena in the room who sleeps so soundly like tomorrow is her wedding day—he paces back and forth in his dimly lit office, the weight of the night pressing down on him like a suffocating shroud. He glances over at the window, where the full moon hangs ominously in the sky, casting long, menacing shadows across the room. His decision is final, yet doubt gnaws at him like a ravenous beast. He knows what he must do, but the consequences of his actions are uncertain, a ticking time bomb waiting to explode."Jason," Wilson calls out, his voice low and commanding. Jason steps forward from the shadows. His expression is one of concern and frustration. "You summoned me, Alpha," Jason says, his tone clipped. He knows something big is about to go down, and he isn't sure if he's going to like it.“Yea,” Wilson’s voice cuts through the silence, deep and commanding, “I have a task for you. Tomorrow, Charmaine’s execution will take place in the woods, at the execution ar
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The early morning sun casts a pale light over Clovis City, but it does nothing to chase away the chill in Selena’s heart. The first light of dawn creeps through the curtains of Selena’s room as she stirs awake—got back from Wilson’s a little while back. The events of the previous day flash through her mind, and she feels a pang of anxiety twist in her stomach—the commitment she had made rings through her brain once more. She knows what she must do today, but the reality of it is daunting.She dresses quickly and rushes over to Demika’s home, her heart pounding with anticipation and urgency. Demika greets her at the door, her eyes wide with concern.“Demika,” Selena calls as she bursts through the door, met Granny Minama in the sitting room, her voice frantic with desperation. “Hey Granny, good morning… where’s Demi?”“Well, good morning… to you… too,” flummoxed of the stampede and unsure of what is up, points upstairs to her room. “She’s upstairs… Is everything alright?” She quizzes.
Huling Na-update : 2024-08-23The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 65 - Kill or be Killed
The execution arena is set deep within the woods, a secluded place where the pack gathers to witness the end of traitors and criminals. The air, once again, is thick with tension as the council members take their seats, their eyes filled with anticipation and dread.Selena arrives, her head held high, despite the turmoil inside her. She knows she must project confidence, strength. She is the executioner, and she must act like one.The crowd murmurs as Charmaine is brought out, her chains clinking ominously as she is led to the center of the arena. Her eyes, once defiant, now gleam with a sinister glee as she spots Selena. A smirk twists her lips as she realizes her executioner is none other than the young wolf she despises."Se-fucking-lena," Charmaine sneers, her voice dripping with malice. "I never thought you’d have the guts to face me. This is going to be fun… the fucking moon god decided to smile at me one last time after all."Selena says nothing, her gaze cold and unyielding. T
Huling Na-update : 2024-08-23The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 66 - A Tranquil Mirage
Clovis City is a place where the tranquil facade is but a fragile veneer, barely concealing the blood-soaked streets beneath. It’s been two weeks since Charmaine’s execution, and the city, for the first time in years, breathes easy—two weeks since the blood-soaked earth of Clovis City drank deep of Charmaine's life essence, and in that time, a peculiar calm has settled over the city. The menacing shadows that once prowled every corner have retreated, cowed by the brutal displays of power that left their leaders in ruins. Tranquility, it seems, is a luxury the inhabitants have scarcely known for a while. The streets, once haunted by fear and whispers of lurking threats, now breathe easy, as if the very air has been cleansed of its malice.Wilson, the Alpha of Alphas, the apex of power in this sprawling urban jungle, has put down Cortis with brutal efficiency, his hands still stained with the remnants of their violent clash. But it was Selena, his mate, who truly cemented her place besid
Huling Na-update : 2024-08-26The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 67 - The Visit
Demika arrives at Chloe’s residence unannounced, her heart pounding with anxiety. The grand, gothic mansion looms before her, its spires piercing the sky like the talons of a beast. Chloe greets her at the door, her eyes lighting up with excitement. They embrace warmly, their affection for each other palpable in the way they linger in each other’s arms. She embraces Demika, their soft kiss lingering just a moment longer than necessary. They exchange further pleasantries, but the weight of Demika’s burden quickly dampens the mood. She asks after Valentine, and Chloe reveals that he has been locked in his room for days, wallowing in a misery that borders on despair."Valentine hasn’t left his room in days," Chloe says as they walk into the chandelier-lit sitting room. "He’s been... different since that night."Demika nods, guilt gnawing at her. She knows exactly why Valentine has been in such a state—the reason for his torment. She had cast a blocking spell on Selena to prevent Valentine
Huling Na-update : 2024-08-26The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 68 - The Shadows of Deception
In the dim, brooding atmosphere of his private study, Dr. Percy sits hunched over a weathered tome, his mind adrift in the labyrinth of secrets he has kept locked away for years. The scent of old parchment and the faint flicker of candlelight do little to ease the tension that has built up in the room like a dense fog. The walls, lined with ancient texts and relics from a world long forgotten, seem to close in on him, as if conspiring to unearth the dark truths he has buried deep within his soul. His once sharp and calculating eyes now betray the weariness of a man who has lived too many lives and kept too many secrets.The door creaks open, and Chloe steps in, her presence immediately shattering the fragile calm that Dr. Percy has tried to maintain. Her soft footsteps echo in the stillness, each one a reminder of the storm that is about to break. Chloe—with her long silver hair like nine inches bone-straight cascading over her shoulders all the down to her waist, eyes like molten ambe
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Dr. Percy turns sharply, his patience fraying at the edges. "Enough, Chloe!" he snaps, his voice like a whip crack in the tense air. "You have no idea what you’re meddling with. There are forces at play here that you cannot begin to comprehend."Chloe steps back, more out of shock than fear. Her father’s outburst is uncharacteristic, but it only strengthens her resolve. "Then explain it to me. I deserve to know the truth—about you, about that creature, about everything."Dr. Percy’s mind races, calculating the potential fallout of revealing what he has kept hidden for so long. He knows Chloe’s determination is unyielding, but he also knows that the truth could destroy them—or worse, draw them into the darkness he has fought to keep at bay."You don’t understand," he begins, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "The creature you speak of… it’s not just a mindless beast. It’s a creation, an abomination borne of forbidden knowledge and twisted ambition. It’s tied to a power far greater
Huling Na-update : 2024-08-26The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 70 - Echoes of the Past
Dr. Percy sits alone in his dimly lit study, the air thick with the scent of aged parchment and candle wax. The room, a shrine to history, is lined with ancient tomes, maps of old battlefields, and relics of a time long past. The fire crackles softly in the hearth, casting flickering shadows that dance like ghosts on the walls. Valentine and Chloe’s departure leave a lingering tension in the air, but their presence is quickly overshadowed by the resurgence of memories long buried beneath centuries of blood and ash.His hands tremble slightly as he holds an old, worn dagger—its hilt adorned with runes of protection, a relic from a life he once led as a mortal. The blade, stained with the blood of countless foes, still gleams with a dark, almost malevolent sheen. Percy’s eyes, once human, now shine with a cold, otherworldly light—a testament to the centuries he has lived, the battles he has fought, and the horrors he has witnessed.He closes his eyes, letting the memories wash over him l
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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 131 - The Ultimate Battle
The battlefield is alive with pandemonium—a riot of sound and fury that consumes the empyrean red day. Blood scents the air like a profane incense, mingling with the acrid tang of adrenaline and the metallic resonance of clashing steel. Above it all, the cloud-quilted sun hangs like a sinister overseer, its effulgent glow casting distorted shadows across the combatants as though mocking their mortal toil.Wilson is a maelstrom, his pugnacious spirit personified in every fluid motion of claw and fang. "This is it!" he shouts over the cacophony, his urban bravado slicing through the chaos. "You came looking for a fight, and old man, did you find one!"The wolves of Clovis surge forward, their snarls harmonizing into a primal symphony of aggression. Among them, Jason cuts through the ranks like a living weapon, his combative ferocity unmatched as he tears into William’s vampyric vanguard. "Keep it tight, people!" Jason bellows, his tone laced with urgency and grit. "We don’t let these le
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 130 - Primus Vocanelia
The execution arena lies shrouded beneath an oppressive, tenebrous sky, the air thick with an empyrean cacophony of impending doom. The battleground, once a verdant expanse, now reeks of bloodlust and imminent death.Torrents of malevolent energy seem to converge here, twisting the atmosphere into a grotesque theater for the clash of titanic wills.Selena stands among her comrades, her hybrid senses hyper-aware of the electrifying tension seeping into the marrow of her bones. The sheer gravity of this confrontation sets her heart pounding, a tempestuous drumbeat in her chest.She scans the opposition, her eidetic memory recalling every cursed detail from Demika's prophetic vision. Yet, seeing the Dark King himself—William the Conqueror—in the flesh is something else entirely.He stands at the forefront of his legion, an effulgent figure of eldritch horror. His ornate armor glints in the dim light, etched with runes of ancient malice. Around him, his progeny—a sybaritic collection of p
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 129 - Moment of Truth
Wilson moves with a quiet purpose, pouring them each a drink. The amber liquid swirls in the glasses, catching the soft light and reflecting the warmth that now lingers between them.He sets the glasses on the table before settling into the chair across from her, his gaze steady but softened. Selena, her towel wrapped tightly around her as if it could shield her from the weight of what comes next, takes her seat opposite him.The desk between them feels symbolic, a battlefield turned meeting ground. It had borne witness to the fiery collision of their desires, and now it would serve as the platform for the conversation they could no longer avoid. Wilson's eyes meet hers, the intensity of his gaze a reminder of the bond they have forged.Selena takes a slow sip of her drink, the liquid burning a trail down her throat, grounding her in the moment. She sets the glass down, her fingers tracing its rim as she gathers her thoughts.For weeks, she had run from this confrontation, her heart h
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 128 - The Inferno Within
The tension in the air is almost suffocating, like the weight of storm clouds about to burst, as Selena approaches the towering gates of the Redbone Pack House. The building looms in the golden twilight, a monument of authority and history.Her steps falter for a moment, her hybrid instincts warring between flight and the undeniable pull of her bond with Alpha Wilson. She tightens her resolve. Two weeks of hiding had led to this moment, and there was no turning back.Inside, Wilson buries himself in a mountain of documents sprawled across his oak desk, the weight of leadership pressing heavily on his broad shoulders. His mind, however, is far from the affairs of the pack… a picture of barely restrained chaos. Piles of documents litter his desk—each one a distraction he has tried to sink himself in to help manage his emotional turmoil.His thoughts circle back to Selena with frustrating regularity, the woman who had invaded every fiber of his being, only to vanish without explanation.
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 127 - The Continuum
The soft knock at the cottage door rouses Demika from the depths of her trance, her heart racing as she emerges from the haze of memories—memories not her own, yet as vivid and haunting as any she has ever known.Morning light seeps in, streaking the dim room with harsh lines that cut through the shadows, marking the end of her night of revelation. She blinks at the sunlight with a slight start, realizing, only now, that she has been suspended in the remnants of the past for hours. Selena’s voice reaches her ears, carrying both worry and curiosity."Demi… Demika," Selena says, pushing the door open and stepping inside. She stops, eyes widening as she takes in her friend, studying her with a blend of disbelief and awe. “You look... different.”A faint smirk tugs at the corner of Demika’s lips. “I am different,” she says quietly, her voice carrying an edge of something ancient, something foreign. “You have no idea.”Selena glances over her shoulder as Chloe enters, her expression one of
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 126 - Toying with the Past
The witching hour wraps Clovis City in a cloak of shadows, its darkness laced with whispers of secrets and spells unspoken. Within the flickering light of her grandmother’s old cottage, Demika sits, her eyes gleaming with the fervor of a newfound obsession. Power—a current now thrumming through her veins like molten metal—spills over her senses, intoxicating, consuming. She yearns to explore its limits, to delve deeper into the legacy left in her blood, one that has made her the most formidable in her lineage. Tonight, her thirst for mastery borders on ravenous; no knowledge, no spell, no secret can escape her.But first, she indulges in a bit of mischief. Her curiosity drifts to Chloe, her love interest, and she murmurs an incantation under her breath, fingers tracing arcane symbols in the air. She plunges herself into the past, her spirit slicing through the veil of time, her consciousness landing centuries ago.She arrives to find a silver-haired, pint-sized vampire toddling unstea
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 125 - The Legacy
The days bleed into one another in a dim cadence of restless hours and unbroken silence, with Demika hidden away in the secluded corners of Minama’s cottage. The air within these walls is thick, a heavy shroud of mourning still tinged with Granny Minama’s spirit, even though her presence now lingers as only shadows and echoes.Demika clings to her solitude like a lifeline, guarding it fiercely within the shadows of Granny Minama’s cottage. This sanctuary, thick with ancestral whispers and cloaked in twilight, is her one remaining tether to the world before her transformation.Her days bleed into nightfall, melting into each other as she consumes herself with a single focus: to probe the surge of power that crashed into her like a tempest the night her grandmother’s body was lowered into the earth. This power is unlike anything she has ever felt—ancient, electric, and dangerous, thrumming beneath her skin like a pulse with its own fierce will.By the muted glow of candlelight, Demika l
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 124 - Impetus Potentiae
Loneliness is a silent architect, building castles of solitude in the minds of those who wander without tether. Identity is a dance of masks, but in crisis, the mask slips, revealing not clarity but a fog, as if one were peering through glass, shattered and smeared. However, to lose oneself is not to wander; it is to walk through a foreclosure of one’s own soul, each familiar landmark of self closing its doors with a hollow thud. But solitude is the truest mirror, a place where whispers echo louder than the clamors of a crowd, where silence is the only faithful companion. In the heart’s quiet corridors, the comfort of isolation mingles with a cold draft of longing, one that no borrowed company can fill. Like a shadow dancing in one’s periphery, a fractured sense of belonging haunts the fringes of an empty room. And yet, perhaps loneliness is the sculptor, and solitude the chisel, whittling away the superfluous to reveal the form beneath. Some seek company to escape it; others confro
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 123 - Shadowed Returns
The night drapes itself in a humid cloak, thick and cloying, clinging to every surface and casting a fremescent tension that prickles the skin as Jason waits in the dim warmth of his apartment. After the long, solemn hours of Granny Minama's funeral, he can still feel the weight of Wilson’s directive pressing upon him, a derisive whisper urging him to slip the truth from Gabrielle without alerting her to his intent. The assignment is deceptively simple, yet Jason knows the fine line he walks: one misstep, one hint of calculation, and her walls will go up.She arrives just past midnight, her silhouette framed by the streetlight outside before stepping into the flickering glow of his candlelit living room. Shadows dance along cluttered shelves, over worn furniture, and around the dark corners of the room, painting an almost ominous scene. Jason greets her with a kiss, his hand grazing her cheek as their eyes meet, hers soft and trusting, unknowing of his hidden purpose.In that moment,
