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
Morana Ambrose. Whatever Zane said about Adrian kept running in my mind the whole day. I was so lost in thought that I almost didn't hear the door open until my brother Rowan walked in.“Hey,” he greeted me with a warm smile on his lips while walking towards me. “Hey,” I greeted him, smiling at hi
Morana Ambrose.I watched the doorway with curiosity and someone entered the room, and my breath caught in my throat as I saw the person walking inside. “Hazel!!” The sight of her after all these days filled me with a rush of happiness, a sense of comfort amidst the chaos. I missed her so much. S
Morana Ambrose. We continued to talk about everything that has been happening in our life. Hazel told me how happy and thankful she was for Adrian for helping me and brother when Elliot held my brother captive and forced me to marry him. The memories of Adrian choking Elliot and almost killing him
Rowan Ambrose. As I walked back to Adrian's mansion, the weight of responsibility heavy on my shoulders, I couldn't shake the sense of emptiness that gnawed at my soul. Losing my parents and everyone close to me had left me hollow, a shell of the person I once was.In the wake of such loss, I had r
Rowan Ambrose. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, pulling me like an invisible thread toward a room near where Morana and I were staying.My wolf stirred within me, a deep growl rumbling in my chest. It’s our mate!!Mate is near!!My wolf, Zion, kept howling in my head. Shut
“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