Chapter 25Humans have an intrinsic sharpness and astuteness, similar to a fox's cunning hidden beneath the innocent of flowers yet filled with lethal intents. Humans have been unaware of the existence of the underworld since the famed author, Ezra Waylen, revealed our presence to the world. This insight signaled the start of our war with humans, who had gotten stronger over time.The author, Ezra, had revealed to the human world a secret that had been kept and buried for thousands of years. Before this discovery, mankind used to read werewolf and vampire stories and literature. Some portrayed us as heroes, while others portrayed us as fearsome opponents. They had no idea we were works of fiction produced by none other than Ezra, who was, shockingly, a werewolf.Ezra attempted to interact with the world through his works, indirectly implying the existence of otherworldly beings. He believed that disclosing something uncommon regularly would inspire curiosity rather than dread in peopl
Chapter 26He cautioned, confidently and with a sneaky smirk, "You will regret it.""I have nothing to regret," I answered, my gaze locked with his fascinating blue eyes.He lay on the ground in the dimly lit classroom, illuminated by moonlight coming through the window, while I stood upright, one knee planted firmly on his chest. My hand was decked with a gorgeous sword ornamented with a dragon motif, its grasp solid. A new blade scar beneath his left eye, a reminder of the fierce battle we had just had, scarred his face.He displayed his artificial gold tooth, which contrasted with his other white front teeth, between bursts of laughing and coughs. His once-pristine black coat was now ripped and stained with blood, and a missing tooth lay in a corner with broken chairs and his black revolver. I pressed against his chest, and his ragged breathing revealed the anguish produced by my heavy shoe.He joked, "I'm sure you miss your little bride.""Bride?" his statements grabbed my interest
Chapter 27The moonlight filtered through the enormous window in the classroom, putting an eerie hue on the scene. The cool breeze blew in, gently swaying the ragged curtain. Falkor's mocking words reminded me of Raven Elsher, the guy who had betrayed me after I had aided him. "Do you remember Raven Elsher?" Falkor teased me.After visiting the grave of a nameless child with Raven, I never saw him again."You are legally bound to her; without me, you could not reach her." Falkor cleverly utilized Sansa as a shield, knowing full well that she was of considerable interest to me."Is Lucinda Hansley still alive?" I sought proof because her fate had always eluded me."She died shortly after giving birth to Sansa," Falkor admitted openly.Raven had shed genuine tears at Lucinda's burial. Lucinda appeared to have died beside the unidentified infant after suffering great pain while giving delivery in a precarious scenario. This news shattered my presumption of a stillborn child.Falkor saw a
Chapter 28I turned my gaze to Max, who was attempting to kill Falkor with his sharp nails, the hunger for his blood visible in his eyes. Max's eyes were wide open, as he had not expected me to betray him. In pain, he shivered.I threw Falkor to the floor, where he was coughing and gasping for air. It was as if a dead person had been resurrected.I drew my sword from Max and stabbed him again with full force.Max was quietly punching my shoulder with powerless punches as he was losing his life."I don't leave my enemies alive; you were planning to kill me, I saw in your eyes," I whispered into Max's ear before pushing him away.Max collapsed helplessly on the ground, shivering in agony. Max was the first person I killed with the sword, and he was the one who gave me the sword."I don't like the idea of embezzling bail," I explained to Falkor.Falkor pushed himself away slightly as I approached him."Look at me," I said quietly.As I approached Falkor, my intimidating form served as a r
Chapter 29 Xavier's pov As I followed after Albert, desperate to stop him from causing more havoc, the tension was apparent. I picked up a loaded revolver along the way, keeping Falkor in sight as I offered him a warning. "I am the one who can protect you; if you want to die, run." Before leaving him to decide, I left the decision to Falkor.The distant sounds of the ongoing combat filled the air as we went, giving the impression that we were standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to collapse at any minute."Albert, please listen to me!" I pleaded, attempting to persuade him."I don't want to hear anything when I already know the truth," Albert said as he continued walking, jerking his wrist away from my grasp.Falkor followed us; he knew that sticking with me was beneficial to him.I'm warning you to stop," I said twice."You are evil, Xavier; our future with you is ruined; I will defend my pack against you; you are venom for us all," Albert's voice was becoming louder."I don't wa
Chapter 30Twenty Years LaterSansa's POVMy curiosity was piqued when I came upon an old photograph of myself in my father's embrace, taken when I was just a year old and clothed in a red frock. Xavier had obtained this priceless recollection in some way.I wondered if he'd ever met my father if he knew the truth about my identity, and how long he'd known about me. His statements that I belonged to him sparked a tremendous mental war, drowning me in doubts and doubt.But Xavier never provided the answers I was looking for. When I tried to confront him about reality, he wrapped himself in secrecy. Why was he so hesitant to reveal the secret? What was he trying to keep from me?I couldn't rely on Xavier any longer; I had to find out the truth for myself. I desired to comprehend the rule that tied us, the importance of my presence in his life, and to satisfy the voracious curiosity that kept me awake at night.1 Hour ago.It had been an hour since Xavier had left me in the massive mansio
Chapter 31 As the dinner talk progressed, my gaze was drawn to Ray Austin, a seemingly older man among the younger pack members. His tone was restrained, and his look, with his nerdy glasses and handlebar beard, gave off an aura of mystery. Something felt odd about him, and his piercing gaze made me uneasy even when he wasn't gazing directly at me. Ray's intriguing nature seemed to meet the description of the ideal villain.Ray Austin, who appeared to be in his 40s when the majority of them appeared to be in their 20s and 30s.Amara's remark about the misplaced ring jolted me back to the present."She lost her ring?" Amara's words took me back in time."A wedding ring?" Ruth was curious. Everyone's interest was sparked when I mentioned my wedding band."Yes, it could be somewhere in my room," I said."I'm curious how Xavier proposed to you," Jerry joked, and I couldn't help but wonder how much they were aware of our unusual arrangement."It was a surprise wedding for us; Xavier didn'
Chapter 32 Like my grip on the bedsheet, I was losing hope of escaping. My mouth was shut as I swung while losing my balance, hiding the storm within me.For most of my life, I had faced many situations like that; hanging by a thread was nothing new to me, but the tension between my mission's success and failure was.My life was a roller coaster ride. I knew I didn't deserve happiness, and I had no hope of ever finding it because I was constantly losing.I fixed my gaze on him. I was about to land on Ray, who was standing outside the mansion, directly beneath me, deep in thought. wiping his hands with a handkerchief to remove the blood. After removing the blood from his hands, he reinserted the handkerchief into his pocket.I couldn't look down at him with my neck stretched for long because I was losing my balance at the same time. I held my breath and closed my eyes because I had no other choice and knew that if I fell on him, he would alert them all about my escape, effectively blo