All Chapters of Howl of the unchosen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22 - Lucian's POVThe moment I learned she was back from her mourning, I sent for her. My spies told me she'd had a long conversation with Ethan, and that was enough confirmation for me. Ever since what happened, I wanted a heart-to-heart with her, but I didn't force a conversation. She needed time to recover, and I wasn't about to talk to an emotionally drained girl and ask her to be strong or something like that. No, I would save the condolences for others. She had Ethan, and her confidence made me think they could cheer her up enough for me to talk with her normally, and finally, they had.I stared at her intently, seeing a bright star in front of me. This bright star had a blooming future, but now one door had been closed. By Jason. It was very unexpected, definitely not part of my calculations, and now because of it, I had to re-evaluate everything. I'd done a lot of thinking over the past couple of weeks, and now I wanted to let her know all my decisions and the plans I

# Chapter 24, Fiona's POV I wondered where he was going since he was usually supposed to dismiss me. After calling me instead of leaving himself, I didn't ask, however, as he left me in the drum room to my thoughts. I contemplated everything and actually started feeling a headache. There were just too many choices to make, and I was stuck. Revenge was at the top of my list, but his words zinged in my head, swimming around and stopping me from making my decision outright. "Damn it, I can't keep it in anymore," I said out loud, slamming my fist into the chair I was sitting on and actually cracking it with my energy. With my energy, I stood up. A little afraid, I wasn't one to lose my temper at all and definitely not one to vandalize parents' property. There might be consequences and there might not be, but the best solution for me was the easiest. Without another thought, I left the crime scene quickly, back to my room to find someone there arranging everything.It was without my perm

# Chapter 26, Fiona's POVI scrolled through my phone lying on my bed lazily. It was nine o'clock in the morning, three days after my very intriguing meeting with Ethan. There was hardly anything we had to do but to send out the agents and give them their instructions. They would prepare in a day and then follow our plans to the letter with all the extensive thoughts we had put into it. It was most likely to work without incident.Then I would be taken brutally away and then brought to us. I could see it already. The foolish human girl before me, ready to die for her sins. What would be more satisfying than the best part about it was that I only had to wait here. The worst that could happen was a failure in the plan and the agents captured or killed. That didn't really matter to me. We could always send out more. There was hardly any consequence to us as we weren't going ourselves. So it was enjoyable to watch from the sidelines.I checked my messages with a smile on my face. Today wa

Chapter 28, Lena's POV.My new home was grand. That was about one word I could use to describe it. It was absolutely huge and magnificent, and even after one entire week, I still hadn't gotten used to the environment. It was too fantastical to be true. I could never get used to the guards lined up almost everywhere and the servants waiting on me politely at my beck and call. I found it funny how I turned into a princess overnight when I was so used to a normal life. And for the first couple of days, I acted sparsely, feeling small in the huge world of werewolves and supernatural creatures. But Jason had encouraged me. I was still settling in, but I was much more confident than before, Olivia had told me a couple of times that I was acting much different than before She was my best friend and the person I regarded most highly here and also the only other human I had brought with me. Jason allowed me to bring a servant of my choice to be my companion so it would be easier to settle in

Chapter 30: Lena's POVHmph!I wasn't sure how much time had passed. It could have been minutes, or hours, or even longer. I had lost track of time the moment the blindfold had been tied over my eyes. My mind was still trying to process everything, to make sense of the events that had transpired so quickly. One moment, I was roaming in peace, and the next, I am tied up in an unknown place.The ropes holding my wrist were really tight, piercing into my skin, but I barely felt it anymore. The stink of the gag in my mouth was twice worse. Every time I breathed, I could smell it. It made it harder to think, but I tried anyway since I don't have any option.The thought of Jason flashed through my mind like a ray of hope, thinking he would come for me. He surely had to. I wasn't sure who these people were, or what they wanted with me, but I knew one thing for certain—Jason wouldn't let me down. But a surge of sadness washed over me: What if it was too late? What if I was already too far fr