All Chapters of Twin Alpha's Black Hearts: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I spent the night in restless anticipation, pacing the small room like a caged animal. Sleep eluded me as the weight of the previous conversation with Declan gnawed at my resolve. The dawn broke reluctantly, its light spilling through the window like an unwelcome intruder. My heart sank as I overheard a hushed conversation outside my door.Lizzie’s voice, soft yet resolute, carried through the wooden barrier. “Dad, are you sure we’re leaving now?”“Absolutely,” he replied, his tone devoid of its usual warmth.A pit formed in my stomach as the sound of retreating footsteps echoed down the hallway. I threw on my cloak and rushed out, only to catch the faintest glimpse of their retreating figures as they disappeared into the path leading away from Trionia. My heart clenched. They were leaving. Without a word. Without goodbye.By midday, the oppressive weight in my chest shifted to an ache I couldn’t ignore. Castor and Pollux coaxed me from my solitude. Their bright spirits filled the som

Alpha King SilasI stood in the corner of the room, observing every detail of what was being called a "historic moment." The dim candlelight cast shadows on the faces of representatives from various factions, but I knew they weren’t here for peace. This was about power and strategy, as always.Before me stood a man with a calm yet calculating posture. His pale skin, too flawless, resembled marble carved to perfection. His dark eyes held a cold glint that pierced through anyone who dared to meet his gaze. Virgil Vissarion, the vampire introduced as their representative. He appeared to be in his early thirties, but I knew he was far older than that.“Of course, you must be the renowned Alpha werewolf,” Virgil said, his voice laced with sarcasm, breaking the tense silence. A faint smirk tugged at his lips, almost mocking.I raised an eyebrow, suppressing the urge to retort immediately. I had dealt with creatures like him before, ones who thought themselves superior due to their longevity

SelenaI stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing at the full moon hanging high in the sky, its light casting a glow over the memories and hopes that filled my heart. Once, I was a ruler with boundless power. My blood carried an ancient legacy, making me untouchable by time or the laws of the mortal world. But everything changed the day that pact was made.I remember it vividly; the darkened skies, the rumbling echoes of an agreement that bound me to a cruel fate. As part of a fragile truce between the werewolves and other supernatural beings, my powers were sealed away. I descended to the earth, reduced to an ordinary being, a werewolf stripped of her regal aura. At that moment, I felt hollow, as though a piece of my soul had been torn away.And yet, even in the shadows, I found a glimmer of hope. His name lingered in my mind, Silas. He was not just a formidable Alpha but the key to my restoration. I had to make him accept me as his mate, binding our souls together in an unbreakable bo

Selena“She won’t even touch the food we give her. Such a proud mutt!”The vampire who placed a plate of meat before me glared at me with blood-red eyes. I had ignored every meal they’d given me since yesterday. It wasn’t hunger that gnawed at me anymore, it was the crushing despair of this grim cell.My hands could still bring the food to my mouth, even though chains bit into my wrists. The pain was distant, insignificant compared to the void growing inside me.“Eat, or you’ll die!” barked the short vampire with the round face.I turned my face away, ignoring his words. Until they left the cell, the food would remain untouched.Time crawled agonizingly slowly as I stared out the small, barred window of my cell. The moon’s shape had shifted, now half-full, casting its pale light over my prison. The silence pressed down on me, broken only by the faint echo of footsteps in the distance.My heart ached, not just for freedom, but for him. Silas. Was he safe?I clung to the image of him; h

SelenaWhen I opened my eyes, the soft glow of the room welcomed me, warm and peaceful. The golden light streaming through the window painted intricate patterns on the floor, and faint sounds of activity drifted in from a distance. For a moment, I lay still, my body heavy, my mind trying to piece together where I was and why.“Selena,” a familiar voice called, cutting through the fog in my thoughts. That voice was a balm for my weary soul; calm, comforting, and vibrating with a relief too strong to be hidden.I turned, and there he was, Silas. His eyes locked onto mine, shimmering with emotions too vast to contain. His lips parted slightly, as if he’d been holding his breath all this time.“How do you feel?” he whispered, kneeling beside me.I managed a faint smile, though my body still felt weak. “A little… dizzy.” My voice was barely audible, each word a small victory.Silas took my hand in his, grounding me with his warmth in a way only he could. “You fainted,” he said softly, thou