Chapter 13 "How much despise do you have for me?" I inquired, hoping to catch a hint of weakness in her eyes."More than you can ever imagine," she said, resolute in her resolve."You are unbearably stubborn," I responded, my voice trembling with rage."And you are nothing but a kidnapper," she retorted."Stop referring to me in that manner," I commanded, my voice tinted with annoyance."I'm not sure why you insist on keeping me here against my will, but one thing is certain: you will never have any part of me," she asserted defiantly."You underestimate the truth," I said, keeping eye contact and my gaze unwavering. "I am prepared for whatever may come," she ventured to say, her fearlessness both impressive and vexing.I declared my objectives without hesitation, my words cutting through the tense environment. "Whether you like it or not, I'm going to marry you. You are mine and mine alone. I'm not compelling you to take time, but your decision to do so does not give you the right t
Chapter 14 "Xavier?""Levine?!""Xavier!" she yelled, her voice piercing the air with urgency and despair.I awoke from my nap when I heard my mother's piercing screams. Even as a heavy sleeper, the echo of a strong banging on the door downstairs shocked me awake.I stumbled out of my room, my eyes hazy, examining my surroundings. As I descended the steps, I witnessed a heartbreaking sight. My mother's leg was shackled, locked by an unbreakable chain that seemed impenetrable. Her blazing orange locks tangled and unkempt, she stood in her nightgown before me, her eyes wide with dread.I dashed to her side in the living room, measuring the length of the chain attached to the wall. "How did this happen?" I inquired, looking for answers.She remained silent, her gaze fixated on me, her eyes glittering with crystalline drops of tears."Who was it that did this to you? What's going on, Mom?" a sense of discomfort pervaded the air as I inquired.I reached out to touch the heavy, burning chai
Caught A GlimpseChapter 15 I found myself surrounded by my pack members, each of whom was looking at me anxiously, waiting for my reaction. The weight of expectations weighed heavily on me, and I couldn't help but feel befuddled. Believers, I had so many believers when I didn't believe in myself. What had made them trust me as their Alpha? What had I done to merit my father's place in the pack?The fact that I was Garrison Ronan's son seemed to be enough for them to accept me as their leader. They claimed to see traces of my father in me, but they also recognized that I had distinct characteristics. They recognized my bravery, my undying commitment to protecting the Oak pack, and my dedication to honoring its ancient traditions that had been passed down through generations.The Oak pack was known for upholding norms and customs. We'd always marched to the beat of our drum, devising our own set of rules to regulate our way of life. These customs were profoundly embedded in our ident
Chapter 16 Sansa's PovI stood in the exquisite wedding hall, dressed in a gorgeous peach gown, my heart racing as Logan fixed his gaze on mine. The air was filled with a pink aroma, his warm hands were interlaced with mine, and the intense excitement in his gaze made me blush. This was the happiest day of my life, a day I wanted to remember forever.Logan's velvety and adoring voice whispered, "I would never let you go," sending a surge of warmth through me. His sincere smile lit up his face, a witness to the affection we shared.My reverie was disturbed, though, by a tremble in Logan's voice calling my name from behind. I whirled around, my heart thumping, only to see something that tore me apart. Logan trembled, his body drenched in blood, tears flowing down his cheeks. He put out bleeding, seeking to grasp my hand.As I saw the sorrow engraved over his features, I gasped, my breath seizing in my throat. Logan had been my rock, my constant support through every storm, my safe refug
Chapter 17 Have you ever stood in the rain, drenched and unprotected, while others sheltered under umbrellas? Have you ever wished for a family to be there for you through thick and thin, a consistent presence in your life? Have you ever felt a stinging sensation of solitude, even amid a bustling crowd? These feelings of separation and loneliness have haunted me not once, but several times throughout my life. I've led a solitary existence, without the company of others or the warm hug of family.There were numerous occasions when I wished for the guiding presence of a mother, but she was not present in my life. I grew up with a single father and a grandfather, lacking the feminine influence I desired. I felt adrift and alone since I didn't have somebody to confide in about the complexities of gender.My grandfather despised me, his hatred manifesting itself in curses shouted at my very existence. I never really understood why he was so hostile. Paradoxically, the more my Grandfather
Chapter 18 Xavier's PovLevine vanished from my life a week after I had caught up with him. He'd gone to exact vengeance on Oberon, the Alpha of the Blue Shadow Pack who had cruelly slain my family. Yet it was I who had exacted Oberon's vengeance. After that, I waited for Levine to return, but he never did.After my parents died, Levine was the only surviving member of my family. I sought him for nine long years, and even when I found him in New York before reaching out, he vanished from the area, almost as if he had anticipated my arrival.Is this why Levine had distanced himself from me? Why did he refuse to return home? Why did he run away from his obligations and his pack? I pushed these thoughts aside, focusing entirely on the importance of reconciling with him.When it came to Levine, I was unsure whether to accept my adversaries' words or not. Since Marina had divulged his location, thoughts of Levine had occupied my mind, breaking the tranquility I had found.My mind was in tu
Chapter 19 I knew Edward wouldn't leave the prison; he'd been my constant shadow since the vampires infiltrated our land. Knowing Marina and my history, his worry about my protection pushed him to stick close.Unfortunately, Edward overheard my chat with Marina in the dungeon, and I was terrified that he would tell the pack about my deal. It was supposed to be kept private, and I knew it could cause problems.The pack members filled the conference room, enthusiastically debating the issue from various perspectives. Before reaching a final judgment, I stayed silent, examining their varied points of view."What if she's lying?" Hamza a beta, posed a reasonable question.Ruth, on the other hand, was overcome with passion, "But what if she's telling the truth? We cannot afford to take risks. Levine may be in great danger and requires our assistance.""You seemed to know her already," a beta, Frank inquired. "Do you have faith in Marina?""I don't trust that bit**, but this is about Levine
Chapter 20 "What exactly is love?" I once questioned my father, back when I was young and the concept of love was just a phrase on my lips. He grinned and paused before responding."A combination of passion and weapon" he stated"Passion and weapon?" I thought I heard something wrong."Indeed, love and fear," he said, his smile still on his face.We sat on a chair in the small garden, which my mother had tenderly tended outside the city house where I had spent my youth."Fear and Love? How are they related?" I inquired out of genuine curiosity."Fear of losing the one you love, fear of remaining in love with someone until death parts you," he replied."However, fear is harmful; it can paralyze you, impede self-discovery, and prevent you from daring to step outside of your comfort zone, how are love and fear related?" I inquired, striving to solve the conundrum that danced in my head, seemingly without resolve."Love is a passion, and fear is a weapon; without a weapon, a passion is n
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Chapter 105"You will," he said firmly, even though he always wanted me to give up.His constant efforts to break me were wearing me down, leaving me weak despite my best efforts to appear powerful in his company.As the sound of Elodie's approaching footsteps aroused Xavier, I remained in the cell with Vera. She was casting spells that rendered Felix and Marina asleep and concealed their activities from curious eyes."I think we can discuss now in peace," said Elodie, turning to face Xavier on her right, who was slightly to her left."I am right here on your left side," said Xavier to Elodie, when she was too far away to notice his direction. "How are you doing, Hina?" Or should I call you Vera?" mocked Elodie."I'm better than you, at least I don't swallow the innocent's soul," answered Vera defiantly.Soul? The word grabbed my interest, and I noticed Xavier staring at me quietly. Though he tried to hide it, his eyes were filled with despair and anxiety. However, I could see the exp
Chapter 104 The mood in the room was tense and charged with emotion. I stood outside, seeing Xavier in an unusually vulnerable state. His tears streamed freely, and my heart swung back and forth between pity and bitterness.As Elodie feverishly tried to save Levine, her magical chanting filled the air. Despite her efforts, the outcome was bleak. My father's lifeless body flashed before my eyes, and the agony of loss resurfaced, forcing me to relive that terrifying moment.Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I struggled to keep them under control. The sight of Xavier crying elicited contradictory emotions in me. I detested him for everything he had done to me, yet witnessing him suffer stirred my long-buried affection.Elodie's remarks pierced the gloomy air, foreshadowing Levine's waking. "He will wake up soon."When his brother was saved, Xavier remained still, as if stunned by the mental storm. "Well done; now it's your turn to accept your price," he said, a tear coming from his eye.
Chapter 103 Sansa's Pov As Adam approached me warily, I kept saying, "It's not my blood; Bella was attempting to do something stupid."Adam gently grasped my hand and grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket, his face filled with concern. "You need to take care of yourself first," he chastised quietly as he gently cleaned the blood off my forearm. It was then that I realized I'd harmed myself while battling Bella, but the blood wasn't mine."We all want you to be healthy, you're the most loved member of the pack," he said as he wrapped the handkerchief around my arm.I said, "Thank you for saving my life from a wild creature back in the bush," and I exhibited the treated wound wrapped in his handkerchief, "For that." "We should be thanking you," said Adam with a grin. "You came to our aid just in time. I doubt Xavier is appreciative since he was one second away from death.""What do you mean?" I inquired, perplexed."He was there when wild monsters leaped on him, just an inch away fr
Chapter 102What would happen if the other members of the pack discovered them? When Amara's husband passed away, she became free and could be with Jerry legally. Why then did they keep their relationship a secret? Was it unlawful or against the rules of their pack to form a connection with a pack member? Something seemed off, something strange was happening, and as I began to have several questions at once, I started to leave.I looked over the pack members who were cleaning the mansion, arranging new couches, tables, and chairs, and removing damaged furniture from the inside. Nobody was ever prepared for the destruction, and when killing wild creatures became impossible, we all lost hope in life. I was fortunate to kill a wild creature that wasn't immortal; if it had been, Levine and I would already be dead.Members of the pack were acting normally, but I could tell they were all still traumatized. Their eyes remained alert to spot any approaching wild creature.I came to a halt i
Chapter 101 Sansa's Pov Back to the mansionXavier's actions perplexed and upset me. The simple bowl of banana custard had become a symbol of his mistrust or sadistic pleasure in seeing me suffer. He left me alone with a bang of the door, my tears falling nonstop, suffocating me with grief.Escape from this psychopath's grasp appeared impossible. Every breath I took seemed like a weight, as the walls closed in on me, emotionally and physically strangling me.Though I could have chosen Xavier and extended my life, I opted to accept my fate and confront death. The more he tried to dominate me, the more determined I got to resist, no matter what the repercussions were.Logan, my wonderful lover, was the driving force behind my decision. I had made the ultimate sacrifice to save him, gladly giving up my life for his sake. I could only hope that he would understand and forgive me for carrying such a great load on my heart.Walking was difficult in my ecstasy; each step felt like a massive
Chapter 100Sansa's Pov My gaze switched from the dropped knife to my grandfather's face, his eyes filled with a sickening mix of fury and loathing. He despised both my mother and me, and now that my father was no longer protecting me, I had become his primary target.I pushed back against his hard grip on my collar as he grabbed for the knife that had dropped. As he took a few steps back, dragging me closer by the collar, his goal to harm me became evident.I dug my sharp teeth into his wrist, creating imprints that drew terrible screams from him, summoning all of my strength. My actions seemed to aggravate his rage, and he tried to push me away with force.I gasped for air as soon as he let go of my collar, but my relief was fleeting as he flung me into the wall, causing my head to smash into the surface and sending me sprawling to the ground.He rushed toward me, tears flowing down his cheeks, bent on swinging the knife. As I lay helpless and terrified on the floor, he regarded me
Chapter 99Sansa's Pov Shadows danced on the walls as I sat facing my stern grandfather, anxious to solve the mystery of my parents' remarkable love. The air was tense because I knew how he felt about anything non-human, especially my mother, a werewolf—the very kind he was famed for hunting."Lay me next to your mother when I close my eyes for the rest of my life, and I will rest in peace," my father's ultimate wish to be buried near the woman he loved, my mother, resonated in my thoughts.He recalled their fateful meeting in the bush, where he was hunting to protect the locals from wild animals. He discovered my mother there, injured and in werewolf form. He brought her home and cared for her wounds out of compassion for animals, unknowing of her true nature.When Grandfather Falkor was away, my father nursed her, and to his surprise, she evolved into a human in before of his eyes—a revelation that warmed his heart and spurred an ardent desire to learn more about her.Their bond gr
Chapter 98Sansa's Pov Back in timeAs the rain dropped gently from the twilight sky, each droplet carried the aroma of dust like teardrops, the atmosphere was heavy with sorrow. I was dressed solemnly in a black robe, clutching a half-moon-shaped pendant around my neck—a special present from my father, a keepsake I treasured. It was my habit to touch the pendant whenever I'm feeling down. My mother had given it to him on their wedding day, but fate had passed it on to me after she died shortly after I was born.I stood at my father's grave with my grandfather, Falkor Grant, under a weeping sky. I had hoped for sympathy from him, but his cold stare said it all, making me feel like a weight he refused to carry. The weight of his apathy destroyed my heart, leaving me feeling completely alone and abandoned.He was dressed in a black long coat and holding the umbrella that had previously protected me from the rain—the same umbrella that my father had used to protect me. He remained there