Adrian Blackthrone I paced my office, every muscle in my body tensed with worry. Morana had been missing for hours, and the fear gnawing at my gut was becoming unbearable. Since the moment we marked, I could feel her emotions through the mate bond, and right now, all I could sense was terror and pa
Adrian BlackthroneDays turned into weeks as we fortified our defenses at the borders, preparing for his attacks. I spent every moment I could with Morana, our bond growing stronger with each passing day.One night, as we lay in bed, naked, holding each other, she turned to me, her expression seriou
"Try me," she challenged, her eyes locking onto mine. "I’ve seen and felt more pain than you know. I’m not leaving until you talk to me."Her stubbornness was infuriating, but a part of me knew she was right. I couldn’t carry this burden alone. I stopped pacing and looked at her, my shoulders slumpi
Unknown POV:- Somewhere outside the pack grounds** Anger. That was the emotion that was searing through every fiber of my being. Every plan and every attempt had failed. Adrian had proven to be a difficult target, always one step ahead, always surviving. I was running out of patience. The throne,
Morana Ambrose.Days went on as the threat of my father loomed over us like a dark cloud. Adrian had taken it upon himself to personally train me. He wanted to ensure I was prepared for any kind of attack. The memory of my father and the revelation of his deeds were still fresh in my mind, a constan
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the training grounds, Adrian and I sat together, watching the warriors practice. The calm before the storm, as they say."Do you ever wonder what life would be like if none of this had happened?" I asked, my voice soft.Adr
Chapter 118Adrian Blackthrone. I sat in my office, staring at the paperwork on my desk, but my mind was elsewhere. Despite my best efforts to focus, my mind kept wandering back to my conversation with Emile, the witch. Her words echoed in my mind, haunting me with their urgency.I had gone to her
Adrian Blackthrone. I stood at the training ground, watching Rowan train the young wolves of the pack. His intense focus and dedication were apparent in every move he made, and the young ones mirrored his determination. It was nice to see the next generation of our pack being so well prepared. Just
“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