บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Darkclaw : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Aiden maneuvered through the bustling streets, his hands steady on the wheel while April dialed the agent's number, seeking directions. Her voice was calm, but a subtle tremor of anxiety underlined her words. The agent, named Marcus, quickly provided the details, guiding them toward the location of their new company.When they arrived, April’s eyes widened with joy. Aiden smiled, sharing in her excitement as they took in the sight of the sleek, modern building—their new venture. The possibilities seemed endless, and for a moment, April allowed herself to feel genuine happiness.Marcus was already waiting for them outside, a broad smile on his face as he approached. "Congratulations, Mr. Gorbachev, Ms. April," he said, extending a hand. "It’s all been approved by the government, but there’s just one small matter to finalize."April’s smile faded slightly. "What do you mean, ‘one small matter’?"Marcus cleared his throat, sensing her apprehension. "Half of the plot of land still technic

★★★ UNKNOWN LOCATION ★★★The dimly lit room was nothing more than a forgotten cell. The walls were cracked and covered in grime, the air thick with the stench of decay. In the center of the room, a man sat on the cold, filthy floor. His hair was long and matted, obscuring his gaunt face. His clothes were now nothing more than rags, torn and stained from years of neglect.The door creaked open, and a man wearing a mask stepped inside, holding a bowl of dog food. The masked figure's steps echoed in the silent chamber as he approached the prisoner. The dirty man looked up, his eyes filled with rage and despair. "What the hell do you want now?" he snarled, his voice raspy from disuse. "Why do you keep me here? What have I done to deserve this? Twenty-five years...twenty-five years of nothing but this hellhole!"The masked man remained silent, his expression hidden behind the cold mask. He set the bowl down in front of the prisoner, who knocked it away in anger, the contents spilling acro

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.The pup’s parents had died in a brutal car accident, and it was Damon who had pulled the child from the wreckage and rushed him to the hospital, hoping against hope that at least one life could be saved. When the parents didn’t make it, Damon couldn’t bear the thought of the pup growing up alone or lost in the system. So, he made the decision to keep him, to raise him as his own, giving him a chance at a future that had been snatched away from so many.Light, who had been sl

8pm..April emerged from the bathroom, her mind still spinning from the events of the day. She had tried to shake off the weight of her encounter with Jessica and Lucifer, focusing instead on the present. But as she stepped out, she noticed Aiden sitting on the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped and his face drawn in a deep sadness.Concern etched on her features, April hurried over. “Aiden, what’s wrong? You look... devastated.”Aiden looked up, his eyes dark and hollow. He hesitated, struggling to find the right words. “It’s nothing, April. Just... some bad news.”She sat down next to him, her hand resting gently on his arm. “You can tell me. What happened?”Aiden took a deep breath, forcing himself to meet her gaze. “Aside from Lucifer’s pack, there’s another pack—Damon’s pack. I found out today that there was a war. Damon’s mother... she was killed.”April’s eyes widened in shock. “ Yes, I know about Damon. He's Lucifer's sworn enemy. I guess they were dragging the company bac

Aiden kept his footsteps quiet as he moved further into the dense forest, the shadows enveloping him like an old friend. He hadn’t intended to stay so long, hadn’t planned to witness the heartache of the pack he had once been a part of. But seeing Damon’s grief up close had stirred something deep within him—a longing to mend what was broken, though he knew it was impossible.The wind rustled through the trees, carrying the lingering scent of smoke and sorrow. Aiden paused, leaning against a tree, his chest heaving with the effort of holding back his emotions. His thoughts drifted to Luna Light, her gentle voice and warm smile still vivid in his memory. She had been one of the few who had seen the good in him, even when he couldn’t see it himself. The loss weighed heavily on his heart, and the pain of her death mixed with his own unresolved guilt.As Aiden continued to walk, the sounds of the pack’s mourning faded behind him. He didn’t know where he was going—only that he needed to put