Chapter 23 "Levine?" My voice quivered as I spoke his name, the want to meet him rushing within me.Was it an illusion, or was Levine standing right in front of me? I couldn't believe it was possible.He turned, his eyes blazing with rage, his face solemn, and his once-lustrous black hair streaming over his shoulders. He looked nothing like the man I recalled.My pulse hammered in my chest, and my expectations skyrocketed when I saw Levine. I couldn't help but want to wrap my arms around him. Despite this, as I wrapped my arms around him, he remained still, devoid of any response or feeling, as if I were holding a stone."Levine!" With a mix of astonishment and excitement, I exclaimed.But he didn't return the hug, and he didn't seem happy to see me."I searched everywhere for you." My joy grew as I realized I found him.I let go of his hand and softly stroked his face, only to find it expressionless, as if he were a lifeless body."I'm relieved to see that you're still alive." My del
Chapter 24Revenge! It's a raging inferno that has the potential to consume your entire being.Its flames can slowly eat away at your spirit, leaving you hollow from within; its blistering heat can reduce your heart to ashes; and it can play games on your mind, leaving nothing but vengeance thoughts.You can lose your sanity, your identity, your relationships, your peace, and your happiness in the chase of vengeance. All that matters is the thirst for vengeance.This preoccupation causes you to act rashly, without concern for the consequences, because you are overwhelmed by fear and greed.My father used to tell me that if I ever sought vengeance, I had to start with myself. I had to keep my emotions under control until the proper moment arrived. Otherwise, the flames could scorch me, and the fire intended for my adversary would consume me instead. To seek vengeance, I had to first perfect self-control.Your adversary will take advantage of your emotional instability if you allow venge
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
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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