All Chapters of My Boss Is A Werewolf! : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

LIANAThe night was eerily silent as I stood outside the derelict building, the moonlight casting long, ominous shadows across the broken concrete. My heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and dread. This was the headquarters of the secret society, a place I had tracked down using the information I knew about my father's old office on the outskirts of the city. It seemed fitting that he had chosen this secluded spot for their operations, a final, twisted connection to his betrayal.The faint sound of clashing metal and guttural growls reached my ears as I approached, my pack members already engaged in battle inside. My senses were heightened, the training I had undergone sharpening every instinct and movement. I tightened my grip on the hilt of my weapon, the weight of it feeling reassuring in my hand.“Let’s move!” I called out to the pack members who were fighting their way through the chaos. Their faces were set with grim determination, reflecting the gravity of the mission.

LIANAThe sight before me was almost too much to bear. My mother stood in the doorway, her presence as real as the pain in my chest. But the face that had once been my ideal of beauty was now marred by deep, cruel scars. They were harsh and unforgiving, stretching across her features and twisting her once-familiar visage into something almost unrecognizable.“Mom… your face…” My voice broke, tears welling up despite my efforts to stay composed. I was overwhelmed, caught between the flood of emotions and the stark reality of what stood before me.Her smile was wry, and it held a kind of resignation that made my heart ache. “This is the reason I didn’t want you to meet me.”My throat tightened, a sob rising unbidden as I choked on my tears. The image of her beautiful face from the old photos I’d seen seemed so distant now, a haunting reminder of how much had changed. “You… Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you hide from me?”Her gaze softened, and she took a step closer, gently placing

LIANAThe morning of Jordan and Sara’s wedding dawned clear and bright, with the sun casting a golden glow over the venue. The garden was transformed into a fairy-tale setting, adorned with cascading white flowers, twinkling fairy lights, and rows of elegantly decorated chairs. The soft hum of activity filled the air as final touches were made—vases were being arranged, and the scent of fresh roses mingled with the anticipation of the day.As the maid of honor, my duties were endless. I darted around, ensuring every detail was perfect. I adjusted the fabric of the bridesmaids' dresses, checked the flower arrangements, and made sure the seating chart was in order. The flurry of activity was exhilarating but exhausting, and I found myself both exhilarated and overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the day.Sara was in her dressing room, surrounded by her closest friends and family. I could hear her laughter mingling with nervous chatter, but when I peeked inside, her face was clouded

LIANAThe night settled around us, casting a warm, golden hue through the dining room’s large windows. The table was set with a variety of dishes—roasted chicken, creamy mashed potatoes, green beans, and a homemade apple pie that promised to be the highlight of the evening. The atmosphere was cozy, filled with the clinking of cutlery and the soft hum of conversation.I looked around the table, taking in the sight of everyone gathered. Zaylen sat beside me, his usual stern expression softened by the relaxed environment. Across from us, Noelle and Trevor were seated, the latter’s hand resting on Noelle’s growing belly with a tenderness that spoke volumes.Leonel, Zaylen and Noelle’s younger brother, had just arrived. His entrance was marked by a loud, jovial laugh that filled the room. He had always been the life of the party, and tonight was no exception. As he slid into his seat, he gave everyone a broad grin. “Sorry I’m late, but I had to make sure the traffic was in my favor.”“N

LIANAThe morning sun filtered through the canopy of trees, casting dappled light across the campsite. The soft, golden rays glinted off the sparkling surface of the waterfall, creating a mesmerizing display of light and water. The gentle roar of the falls provided a soothing soundtrack as the water cascaded into a clear, shimmering pool below.The campsite, nestled beside this natural wonder, was waking up with the day. The cool, fresh air carried the crisp scent of pine and morning dew. The grass was still damp from the night, and the tents stood slightly crumpled, evidence of a night spent in cozy slumber.Trevor, ever the early riser and mischief-maker, had a gleam in his eye as he set his plan into motion. He crept quietly towards Zaylen, who was enjoying a leisurely breakfast by the fire, unaware of the prank that was about to unfold. Trevor had filled a bucket with water and carefully rigged it to tip over when Zaylen’s chair was moved.I observed from a distance, sipping my