Morana Ambrose;- You pathetic muttWorthless girlThose harsh words still echoed through my mind, and those brutal kicks and slaps made me jolt up. Blinking away the haze of sleep, I tried to make sense of my surroundings. I found myself lying on a familiar bed, surrounded by the faint sound of med
Morana Ambrose. I was stunned at his suggestion and unable to respond. He wanted us to move into his home. Hearing it made me feel a bit uneasy. I know the person behind this, even though I couldn’t see their faces, but I’m sure it's Charlotte. And now, staying with Adrian could cause more trouble
Morana Ambrose. What was that? My heart began to slam rapidly against my ribcage. The hair on the back of my neck rose, and I stilled at the sudden voice in my head. Who is this?I asked, shocked and surprised. I can tell that it was my wolf, but I was surprised that she spoke to me after all the
Morana Ambrose. All the rage, pain and hurt inside me were boiling over the surface and I needed the answers to questions which had been clawing my mind since the day he left me and I stepped inside this pack. He has to answer them. “Why can’t you tell me, Alpha!” I said, my voice rising as my fru
Adrian BlackthroneCharlotte did this to my mate? How dare she touch her!!I will rip her heart out, burn her hands for laying them on my mate. I chose her to be the future luna of this pack because her father and my gamma have advised me it would be best for the pack since without a luna the pack
Charlotte remained unfazed; her brows pulled together in confusion, and she glanced between me and Morana. “What are you talking about?” She asked, her voice filled with confusion. “It’s you who attacked me with your friends.” Morana said, her tone harsher than before. "I did nothing, Morana," Ch
Adrian Blackthrone. I felt a fury unlike anything I'd ever known. The rage coursed through my veins like molten lava, hot and relentless. My vision was a blur of red as I stormed out of the mansion, my thoughts consumed by a single, unyielding goal: to confront Charlotte and make her pay for what s
Morana Ambrose. I was laying on the bed, every breath I took felt like a battle against the pain that coursed through my body. Thanks to Charlotte and her friends, now I will have to take rest and stay on the bed for god knows how many days. It has been a few hours since Adrian left, I don’t know
“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