All Chapters of THE TRUE WOLF BLOODS: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 162Diana’s povAfter a draining conversation with Alaric which I pushed to the back of my thoughts, I needed to focus on finding Sarah. We had a ton to discuss about, a resolution set in my heart. My training with Daemon has been improving day by day and I felt like I was getting a bit stronger, channeling all my hatred and anger towards giving it my all.It was a fit that I didn't think would be possible but I was going to pull through no matter what. For the promises I had made and for the lives that had been lost, a time and incident I wasn't going to let repeat itself.My plan was to join the silver blood rebellion in their quest which i hadn’t figured out yet. All I knew about them was that they were fighting the lycans. This was all I needed to know to partner up with them, with their help we could liberate the humans and the werewolves from the chains of suffering under the rule of the lycans.Walking through the palace ground, I made sure to avoid any major route whi

Chapter 164: Nothing Is Stopping HerDiana's pov.A conflicted feeling washed over me.As well as the pain that stung my cheek with a slap like that from a fully grown warrior lycan, but I pushed those feelings aside as I focused on the scene that unfolded before me. Prince Alaric glared intensely while General Mordrid gazed up at him, a sense of fear could be seen dancing across his eyes. This sight made me smirk, the pleasure of seeing him cower at a power that was clearly superior to his.Despite the fact that I enjoyed a scene like this, I couldn't phantom the reason behind Alaric attacking his own men, guards that had been tasked by the king himself.A certain part of me wanted to believe that it was all for me but I knew better, Alaric wasn’t there for me and so I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and watched on.At least, I had been rescued from the clutches from having a bullet go through my skull. The thought of being rescued once again didn’t press me so emotional

Chapter 166: Sentenced To DeathDiana's povI went through the plan over and over in my head, constantly pushing down the fear that lingered in my heart.If I didn't go through with this, there was a chance that I could compromise not just me, but also the Crescent pack as well as the Silver bloods, I couldn't let that happen.After instructing Sarah on what needed to be done and sending her off, I waited impatiently for my inevitable arrest, praying constantly that this would work.After a while of waiting, tapping my heels constantly on the wooden boards, probably boring a hole in them from my growing nerves, before finally there was a knock at the door and I knew it was finally time for me to be taken away.I drew the door open and just as expected this time around, there were at least half a dozen guards who stood before me. They were all werewolves, among the multitude who had been brainwashed by the lycans into serving them.“By the order of the king, you Diana Melbourne are und

Chapter 168: Into Their AbyssDiana's pov.The king's eyes were filled with a fury like no other. One second, he stood beside General Mordrid and then the second I felt hands grasp my neck, lifting me up from my knelt position.I choked from the arm that was present against my neck, obstructing the passage of air and depriving me of the basic oxygen that I needed to survive.My legs dangled in the air as I was lifted up above the ground and held towards the light, I noticed the king's features had changed.King William's eyes had changed from their brown color to yellow eyes which was common among lycans. The facial hairs had appeared all around his face, his fangs protruded long from his lips.I just realized as well as my fingers scratched at the hand that choked me, claws dug the surface of my skin and I was certain they had drawn blood.I thrashed and clawed at the king's arm as I continued to lose consciousness slowly.“Father, you can't do this. Let her go!” I heard Alaric's v

Chapter 170: Shifted Diana's pov.Running towards the pack house, I realized I had made a mistake but the only way to correct that mistake was to take a different trajectory, making my way to the other end of the pack.The trees passed by in a swift motion, I could barely make a detail out of them as I was running for my dear life.Panting heavily but stopping wasn't a choice as I knew they were approaching steadily, the howls filled the night in waves that sent shivers down my spine.I guess Alaric was right, the king never let a criminal go, I would have been dead if it weren't for him, I would have been surprised if the king let me go.Going a bit faster than normal and tripping on a root that sprouted up from the ground, but I had already approached the end of the pack which was at the end of the cliff side.I fell face flat on the ground, groaning but jumping to my feet and stinking towards the end of the cliff side, the pack house should still be a mile away.Huffing and puffin