All Chapters of Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

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Awakening The Sliver Wolf

I sat next to the grave, holding the flowers I brought. I just stared at the name on the stone, tears flowing freely from my cheeks. "It's my birthday, mum," I whispered, my voice barely audible as I stroked the name on the gravestone. Isla Hale. My mother, my world, my everything. Dead, gone, and left me all alone in a world where I do not belong. "It's my birthday," I said again. "And no one remembered. Not even father. He didn't even look my way." My twenty-one birthday. The tears were flowing wildly, my vision blurry. It hurts. It hurts so much to live like I'm invisible, like I'm nothing, a nobody. My father doesn't even see me, not really. He doesn't look at me, doesn't care. My stepmother treats me like dirt under her shoe, and my stepsister is even worse. The only one who cares is Lucas. Just thinking about him makes the tears slow down. Lucas. My boyfriend. The reason I still get out of bed every morning. We've been together for three years, and Lucas has been n

Awakening The Sliver Wolf

Awakening The Sliver Wolf /Succy

I stood at the door, frozen, still not believing what I was seeing. Lucas and my stepsister hadn't even noticed I was in the room, too tied up in each other to notice. "Oh, Lucas, you feel so good." Zara kept moaning at the top of her voice. I'm sure the whole house could hear her. She turned her face to my direction and smirked. She goddamn smirk. "Lucas!" I snapped. Lucas peeled himself away from Zara, staring at me with shock. "Ravenna, it's not like that. I can explain," he said in a rush as he tried to put on his clothes. But I wasn't looking at him, I was looking at my stepsister, who still had that smug smile on her face, still lying there naked. "Ravenna let me explain, please," Lucas said as he moved closer to me. I snapped my head to him. "Explain what, Lucas? Explain why you're fucking my goddamn stepsister?" "I... I just..." Lucas stammered, unable to finish. Zara, slithering out of bed with the blanket draped around her, finally spoke. "Oh, poor Ravenna," she

Awakening The Sliver Wolf

Awakening The Sliver Wolf /Succy

I felt my body jolt with shock as the lightning struck, right at the center of my chest. It felt like being hit by a massive electric force. I gasped and trembled overwhelmed by the shock and the pain… God, the pain. The pain tore through me like a jogged bolt, sharp and searing, as if every nerve in my body was set on fire. My muscles clenched so hard it felt like my bones might snap under the pressure. Heat—unbearable, burning heat—surged through my skin, hotter than anything I had ever felt before. I could smell it too, the sharp, acrid scent of something burning. My skin? My clothes? It doesn't matter. I just wanted it to end. Breathing was a challenge. Every breath was a struggle, each one clawing at my throat as if my lungs had forgotten how to function. My chest felt tight, like I was suffocating, even though I could hear myself gasping, my mouth opening and closing, but there was no air. My heart hammered so violently in my chest that I thought it might tear itself

Awakening The Sliver Wolf

Awakening The Sliver Wolf /Succy

We walked for a while, Joseph and the girl—whose name I still didn't know—engrossed in a conversation I chose to ignore. Sofia was still walking behind us but it seems she lost interest in the back of my head because I no longer felt her burning eyes. We got to a clearing, and my breath caught in my throat. Standing majestic before me was the pack house. It was massive, but that wasn't what made me stare in awe. It was the modern—sleek lines, endless windows reflecting the sky, and a facade of steel and glass that glinted under the sun. The architecture was bold yet minimalistic, making the entire structure look more like an exclusive resort than a home for wolves.My eyes followed the clean, geometric edges of the building as it seemed to stretch endlessly, merging with the surrounding forest. The walls were a mix of polished concrete and dark wood accents, blending effortlessly with nature, yet remaining unapologetically contemporary. Wide balconies wrapped around each level

Awakening The Sliver Wolf

Awakening The Sliver Wolf /Succy

"Are you a spy, Ravenna?" Alpha Rowan asked as he rounded the table. His voice was low now. Dangerous. "No. I swear to the moon goddess I'm not," I said with my hands held up. "I knew we shouldn't have brought her here," Sofia grumbled, cutting a sharp look at Lilith, who just stood there still watching me. "Please," I begged, my voice trembling. "Just just let me explain." "What can you possibly tell us? Lies?" This came from Sofia again. I turned to Rowan, my eyes pleading. "Please." He watched me for a while, his face unreasonable. "Go on," he finally spoke. I let out a breath as I tried to steady my voice. "I'm an exile," I began. "I got banished from my pack. I never intended to come here. I swear it." "An exile," Rowan repeated. "What got you banished?" I swallowed, tears forming in my eyes. What was I going to tell them? That I found my ex boyfriend with my step sister and I had dashed her head against the wall? And what was what got me exiled? God, that sounded so p

Awakening The Sliver Wolf

Awakening The Sliver Wolf /Succy

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Everything seemed normal—my silver hair, though a little dull, and my familiar tired pale eyes staring back at me. But that wasn’t what sent ice crawling through my veins.It was my chest. The place where the lightning had struck was different. The scar marred my skin, a branching, jagged pattern that stretched like dark veins. It was swollen, discolored, and burned. I traced it with trembling fingers. I could feel the current in my skin as if the lightning was stored in me. I broke down, the weight of it all crashing over me. It was too much. It was all too much for my heart to take. I haven't even had time to grieve about the loss of my pack, of my father, of my life. And now that I was alone, it all came crashing down. It felt like the floodgates of my emotions had burst wide open. There wasn't really much to cry