Morana. The weight of Adrian’s words hung heavy in the air, sinking deep into my heart like a heavy stone. It felt like a sharp slap to my face for even thinking about the second chance for us. It was a painful reminder of the betrayal and rejection still lingering between us. How could he refer
Morana. As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of soft gold, I found myself standing at the kitchen counter. A feeling of uncertainty gnawed at my insides as I pondered my next action. Cooking has never been my strong suit, and the thought of preparing breakfast for my brother and me loo
Elena chuckled softly at my eagerness. "Well, you will meet the doctor soon enough," she replied cryptically, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Just hold your horses until then."I nodded at her, but I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that tingled in my veins. The thought of meeting the
Morana. When I met his gaze, I found myself frozen in my place, my breath caught in my throat at sight before me. I couldn’t help but notice the subtle combinations of emotions on his face. He had this boyish charm evident in the twinkle of his emerald eyes, yet there was also a hint of seriousnes
I began to apply the medicine, but suddenly a sinking feeling washed over me. The dosage seemed off, and I realized that the medicine was unsuitable for the patient's condition. Panic surged through me as I realized my mistake, a wave of guilt crashing over me like a tidal wave. All of a sudden, Za
Adrian Blackthrone. I stood in the shadows as I watched Morana from a distance. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for her dedication to her work. Despite the challenges she faced, she remained steadfast in her commitment to her work, her determination shining through like a beacon of l
Morana Ambrose. Feeling exhausted after a long day at the hospital, I made my way towards home, my mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. As I approached the door, I was met with an unexpected sight: Charlotte standing there with an air of authority that made my heart sink.Confusion washed over
Morana Ambrose. As days passed, I slowly began to settle into my new life in the pack and my job at the office. I took my brother’s advice and decided to push all about my past with Adrian into the back of my head. I decided to move on with my life and never let anyone disturb my peace. My broth
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan