Morana Ambrose. I watched Adrian fall to his knees, holding her lifeless body in his arms. “What have I done?” he cried, the weight of his regret crashing down like a storm. “I should have never offered my mate!”At that moment, I understood. He had tasted love, only to have it ripped away. The moo
Morana Ambore. The car rumbled along the winding road, the weight of anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Rowan sat in the passenger seat, his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed as he stared out the window. I could feel the tension radiating from him, mirroring the anxiety bubbling in my own chest.“
“No! Let them go!” I screamed, panic surging within me.Endeavour raised a hand, his expression cold and calculating. “You see? This is the price of your defiance. Either submit to your father’s will, or watch them suffer.”“You won’t get away with this!” Rowan shouted, rage igniting in his voice.B
Adrian Blackthrone. The battlefield felt far away, a distant roar of chaos, but all I could see was him. He stood before me, calm, almost casual amidst the violence. His eyes, once full of admiration and loyalty, now gleamed with hatred, and his lips twisted into a smug smirk that set my blood boil
My vision blurred with rage. I could feel my wolf pushing to the surface, desperate to tear Zane apart, to make him pay for what he had done. But at that moment, my heart was too heavy, the betrayal too deep. How could he? How could someone I had trusted with everything betray me like this?"You… yo
Adrian Blackthrone. The battlefield was filled with chaos. Blood, fire, and the stench of betrayal filled the air, thickening it, making it almost impossible to breathe. My body ached, my muscles screamed with exhaustion, but it was nothing compared to the pain clawing at my heart.Zane stood befor
Morana Ambrose. My heart raced as I struggled against the hunters holding me down, my wrists burning from their iron grip. Rowan and Derek were fighting desperately by my side, but there were too many. Too many enemies, and too little time.I was losing this fight.I could feel it—my magic draining
I pushed forward, lending my magic to Adrian. I could feel his exhaustion, feel the weight of his battle-worn body, but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop.Carlisle turned his attention to me, his eyes narrowing. “You think you can defeat me, Daughter?”I didn’t answer. Instead, I attacked with everyt
“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