All Chapters of Feral Hearts: Luna Rising : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Moments earlier, at the Silversmith hunters' HQ, Rebecca activated the electric shocks repeatedly causing Kimberly to cry and scream in agony. “Mother, Please! Enough! I can't take it anymore!” Kimberly wailed, her whole body trembling and sweating profusely. Rebecca switched off the electric devices for the umpteenth time now, she grabbed a seat and sat before Kimberly. Gazing down at her daughter's pale, sweaty body, anguish evident on her face, she heaved a sigh.“There’s no other way Kimberly,” Rebecca began, her voice heavy with unyielding determination to terminate the lycanthropy. “I don't care if you hate me for this, although I really wish you don't, but you have to understand I'm only trying to help you. To save you from the monster you're becoming," she said, her tone somber.She continued, “You already took an innocent civilian's life… Well, I can't say he was innocent since he conspired against you. But his blood is in your hands, imagine how many lives you could be res

Kimberly's eyelid split open to find herself lying by the roadside, stark naked. Shocked and befuddled, she groggily picked herself from the gravel, shuddering from the early morning cold breeze, her pale skin prickling with goosebumps.As the panic set in, her droopy eyes scoured her surroundings, searching for any clue as to how she got there. She raised her head to the signboard that stood above her. Squinting her eyes, the signboard read, “Goodbye from Lunadelephia!” The message seemed to glare at her as if mocking her with her growing unease.She widened her eyes and gasped in disbelief. “How…?” She asked inwardly, her mind racing with questions. In a desperate attempt to cover up her nudity, she crossed her arm around her breast with one hand, and shielded her lower body with the other, hoping the improv would serve as a temporary substitute for clothing in the time being.With an awkward gait, Kimberly began to step forward, her eyes fixed intently on the horizon. They continu

Sheila sauntered into Nicholas’s deluxe formal living-room, her amber eyes taking in the delightful sight of the opulent furniture, wine bar and the glistening fireplace below it, all in a grey-dark color tone.Nicholas sat in a regal pose on his grey sofa, his long legs crossed, his aura filling the air with an unchallengeable sense of power, sophistication and subtle arrogance. His expression confident but unyielding.His strong masculine grip wrapped around the champagne glass as he twirled it around. His eyes fixated at the fireplace before him, the soft glow of the fire casting a warm golden light across his chiseled features.He wore a pitch-black shirt, neatly folded to the elbow, and a charcoal-grey tailored trousers, the combo exuding wealth and respect. Beyond being an Alpha, Nicholas's wealth wasn't only generational, but was accumulated through his hard work and strategic business mindset.The wound Sheila last saw that deeply gashed his face had completely disappeared, sh

As soon as Sheila finished with her boy toy and had him dismissed, she began preparing to set her plan in motion, behind Nicholas's back.She walked into her closet and approached her gigantic vanity mirror, her mind pondering on how to create the perfect disguise as a timid and believable high school teenager.Opening up her makeup drawer, Sheila skillfully applied a tad bit of smokey-eye eyeshadow on her eyelids, and then pink gloss on her lips. Then she proceeded with her long black hair and styled it in a disheveled ponytail. She then put on a pair of tight blue jeans, white collared shirt and then threw on a grey sweatshirt. An outfit completely different from her day to day leather and sexually provocative attire.As Sheila gazed at her reflection in the mirror, fully satisfied with her transformation, her lips widened in a malevolent smile. The new look only made her look younger, prettier, innocent and vulnerable, a stark contrast to the cunning and manipulative person she tr

“What do you mean, alive?” Sheila finally broke from her frozen state. “That piece of shit survived!?” She exclaimed in her thoughts, while trying to mask her vexation with furrowed brows that indicated perplexity.“You don't seem too happy about it,” Agent Salts inputs as he interrupted her thoughts, leaning back against the wall at the edge of the room.“What?! Dad, this is great news! I'm just so surprised because I saw him…” Madison trailed off in mixed excitement as her father interrupted.“Not you. Your friend.” Agent Salts narrowed his gaze at Sheila, who was seated with her fingers intertwined on the table. All the eyes in the room, including Madison's, fell on her as she sat in awkward silence.Sheila uttered deliberately, “I'm happy Jordan survived. I'm just a little bit shaken up and surprised, that's all,” her tone unsteady.But she quickly recomposed herself, “My God, Maddy, Jordan is Alive!” She exclaimed as she turned to Madison, her eyes gleaming with forced excitemen