Adrian Blackthrone. I stood in front of Morana, clenching my jaw in anger and refusing to let her go. I don't want to let her go. There was this fear that gripped my heart, suffocating me and hurting me inside. It was as if if I let her go, I would lose her, and the thought itself was unbearable.
Morana Ambrose. My heart kept slamming against my chest; anger, hurt, and betrayal consumed me as I strommed away from Adrian. All my life, I wanted to find my mate, have a good life, and have a family of my own. I lost my parents and family when I was young and had only my brother. I longed for
Morana Ambrose. As I woke up next morning, preparing to leave for work, my mind was consumed by the unwanted thoughts about what happened last night. No matter how hard I try to push them all back, they bounce back with full force. I forced myself to stop thinking about last night’s events and got
Morana Ambrose. After having my daily rounds and finishing every task Zane has assigned me, I and my friends were sitting in our dining room, having lunch. As we enjoyed our lunch together, the conversation naturally turned to our work and the different things happening in our lives. “I swear I ke
Morana Ambrose. I have immersed myself deeply in my work, pushing everything that happened with Charlotte earlier out of my mind. I hope she never steps out of line again. The sounds of footsteps grabbed my attention, and I glanced up to find Jake standing before me, his expression hesitant yet hop
Adrian Blackthrone. I stood in the shadows, hidden from view, watching Morana as she spoke with Zane. The ache in my chest was almost unbearable as I watched them together, walking side by side. Every fiber of my being yearned for her, but I knew that staying away from her was the only way to keep
Adrian Blackthrone. Rowan stared at me, his eyes filled with suspicion, as I stood in front of him. His gaze bore into mine, sharp and penetrating, as if searching for answers in my eyes. For a moment, neither of us spoke; the silence was thick with tension and unspoken questions. I could feel the
Morana Ambrose. The next day, I woke up early and began to do my daily routines. I bid goodbye to my brother and made my way towards the hospital. As soon as I stepped inside the hospital, I met Ava. “Hey,” she said while turning to me with a small smile on her lips. “Hi, good morning.” I greet
“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