บททั้งหมดของ HIS MISTRESS SECRET- MOON CALLED SERIES: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Serene's breath caught in her throat as she beheld the sight unfolding in the darkness beyond the hills. She had believed it once, but seeing it with her own eyes was a jarring shock. However, she had little time to dwell on it as the battle raged on, her focus consumed by the need to prevent Zain from emerging victorious.As the instructed members prepared to follow their alpha's command and capture Dimitry, they crossed the foyer into the room, and an eerie sensation gripped the air. Their eyes widened in disbelief as the figure they had only heard of in myths and legends materialized before them. The being stood tall and majestic, its form radiating an otherworldly aura that seemed to command the very elements around it."It's a golden wolf." In the faint light, they saw the creature's fur—shimmering gold, like precious metal, gleaming in the moonlight—a symbol of unimaginable power and strength.With a fierce growl, the golden wolf leaped and carried a supernatural force that defi

The scent of freshly popped popcorn wavered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of vanilla-scented candles. The living room was meticulously prepared for a cozy family movie night, complete with a plush couch, soft cushions, and a snug throw, all positioned before a generously sized flat-screen TV. Hazel eagerly rummaged through a box of movie collections as she sought the ideal film for their evening together while her parents patiently waited, ready to commence their cinematic journey."The Princess Bride," she proposed with enthusiasm. However, Eason seemed less enthralled by the prospect of a romantic fiction story, his preference deviating toward action and thrill."Nah, how about a horror-action flick?" he suggested, casting a tentative glance towards their parents, who exchanged expectant looks, eager for the siblings to settle on a choice and kick-start the evening.Hazel, knowing her brother's taste, couldn't help but roll her eyes at his suggestion. "Let's have Mom and

Three figures strode into the room, their presence commanding attention without needing an introduction. Zain rose promptly, silently acknowledging their status, and Hazel followed suit, her expression filled with curiosity and deference."Alpha, pouvons-nous vous parler?" The request to have a word was polite, but the weight behind their words left no room for refusal. Zain exchanged a brief glance with Hazel, silently reassuring her that he would handle the situation before she gracefully exited the room, leaving him alone with the elders. With a small nod, Zain closed the door behind her, the soft click echoing in the suddenly charged atmosphere. Seated once more, Zain's posture exuded a quiet confidence as he focused his attention on the elders. "Is she the one to become our Luna?" The question hung heavy in the air, disbelief evident in the elders' skeptical expressions. The woman they had encountered seemed ordinary, her presence devoid of the primal aura they associated with t

The day just slipped through Hazel's fingers. She was left alone in her room, grappling with the messiness of her new life. Zain had to go handle some pack stuff. She was left to untangle her emotions alone. Ever since her chat with Zain earlier, her head felt like a beehive, buzzing with all sorts of thoughts. His words hit her hard, sinking into her mind like heavy stones. Wyatt's betrayal kept playing on a loop, and it was tough for her to swallow. She couldn't shake off the memories they shared, now spoiled by the ugly truth of his deceit. "She means nothing to me. My pack is important," his words echoed in her head, each repetition feeling like a dagger to her heart. Her mind was like a rough sea, refusing to calm down, making sleep seem like a distant fantasy. Desperate for some peace, she plugged in her pendrive, hoping that music could be her saving grace. The tunes filled the room, gradually drifting her off into a much-needed slumber, unaware of the stormy dreams waiting for

Hazel fluttered her eyes open, a gasp escaping her lips as she stirred to rise. She glanced around and found pairs of concerned eyes fixed on her. The memories of her recent ordeal flooded back, leaving her acutely aware that she wasn't in a normal state and these people weren't exactly helping her feel at ease. "How are you feeling?" Zain's voice broke through the haze, his hand gently resting on Hazel's. Without a word, Hazel first examined his touch, then glanced down at her own hand, which appeared normal now, devoid of any blood stains or scratches. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked back at Zain, clinging to him as if he were her last lifeline in this darkness threatening to consume her."Zain..." she whispered his name."Don't be afraid; I'm right here," he reassured her, enveloping her in a comforting embrace. It was the first time she had leaned into his shoulder, allowing herself to be embraced by him, finding comfort in his presence. In that moment, she allowed hers