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Chapter 111
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
I woke up to silence. A deafening, suffocating silence. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candles flickering on the nightstand. My body felt heavy, drained of all energy, like I had been hollowed out from the inside. A dull ache throbbed in my stomach, but nothing compared to the unbearable emptiness clawing at my soul. Then I remembered. The pain. The blood. The agonizing screams that had torn from my throat as I begged the universe to spare him. My child. My baby. My chest heaved, but no tears came. I had cried everything out. I was nothing but an empty shell now. A movement to my right caught my attention, and I turned my head slightly. Jake sat in the chair beside my bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped together. His head was bowed, dark hair falling over his face, but even in the dim light, I could see the tension in his body. He was barely holding himself together. I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “Jake…” His head snapped
Last Updated : 2025-02-06chapter 112
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The world felt different. Colder. Emptier. Days had passed since I lost my baby, but it felt like time had frozen. The sun still rose, but it didn’t shine the same. The wind still blew, but it didn’t carry warmth. The pack moved around me as if life continued as usual, but I couldn’t feel it. Everything had dulled, stripped of color and meaning. But the worst part of it all—the thing that made it unbearable—was Jake. He was slipping away from me. At first, I thought it was just grief. He buried himself in work, focused on rebuilding the pack, strengthening its warriors, and tightening its defenses. I understood. I did the same in my own way, throwing myself into research, looking for answers, hoping—praying—that there was still something I could do. But it wasn’t just grief. It was something more. He was changing. The first time I noticed it was during training. I stood on the edge of the training field, watching him spar with his warriors. Normally, Jake was controlle
Last Updated : 2025-02-07chapter 113
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The wind outside howled like a wounded beast, rattling against the windows of our bedroom. I sat curled up on the bed, staring at the flickering candlelight, lost in the void of my thoughts. It had been days—weeks, maybe—since I had truly allowed myself to feel anything but pain.Grief was a strange thing. Some days, it felt like drowning in deep, dark waters with no way to surface. Other days, it was a dull ache, like an old wound that never quite healed. The nights were the worst, though. That was when the silence grew unbearable, when I swore I could still feel my child’s presence, even though he was gone.Jake had been distant, too. Not in the way that meant he didn’t care—no, his love was still there, burning just as fiercely. But he was grieving in his own way, carrying the weight of our loss on his shoulders, his guilt, and pain suffocating him.Tonight, I couldn’t take it anymore.I slipped out of bed, the floor cold beneath my bare feet. My body still felt weak, my magic stil
Last Updated : 2025-02-08chapter 114
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The morning was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that settled over a land that had seen too much death. The once-lively pack grounds, now scarred and battered, carried the weight of tragedy. The echoes of battle still lingered, but today was about more than remembering loss—it was about choosing to rebuild.I stood beside Jake, my hand loosely clasped in his, as he gazed over what remained of our people. He was their Alpha, their leader, and they needed him to be strong. But what they didn’t see—what only I could feel through our bond—was how much their pain was his pain too.His fingers squeezed mine before he took a step forward. The pack, gathered in the center of the ruined grounds, fell silent as Jake’s voice rang out."We have lost much. Too much." His voice was steady, but I could hear the raw emotion beneath it. "We have bled, we have suffered, and some of us have lost pieces of ourselves that can never be replaced. But we are still here. And as long as we stand, we are not d
Last Updated : 2025-02-11chapter 115
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The morning air was crisp and fresh, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth through the open windows. It was the kind of morning that whispered of new beginnings, of hope gently stretching its fingers through the cracks of sorrow. I stood on the balcony, sipping warm tea, watching the sun rise over the treetops. The pack had been through hell, but today—today felt different. The heaviness that had lingered like an unshakable fog finally seemed to be lifting. Laughter drifted up from below, the sound of children playing near the training grounds. Warriors, who once walked with the weight of grief on their shoulders, were smiling as they sparred in the courtyard. The pack was healing, slowly but surely. I had found a place here. It had taken time, patience, and a lot of self-doubt, but now, watching the people I had come to love rebuild their lives, I felt at home. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me against a warm chest. “You’re up early,” J
Last Updated : 2025-02-12chapter 116
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The idea of taking a break from everything was both ridiculous and desperately needed. The pack had been through hell, and for the first time in weeks, there was no immediate crisis to solve. So, when Sophie suggested a road trip, I had laughed—until I saw the way Jake looked at me, like he knew I needed this more than anyone. And maybe I did.That’s how I found myself crammed in an SUV with Jake, Althea, Sophie, Fatima, and Jake speeding down an open road. The wind blew through my hair as I rolled down the window, feeling something I hadn’t in a long time—freedom.“Alright, we need road trip rules,” Sophie announced from the backseat, pulling out a notepad. “Rule number one: No talking about pack politics.”“Agreed,” Fatima said, munching on a bag of spicy chips. “Rule number two: The driver does not get to pick all the music.”Jake, who was behind the wheel, raised a brow. “Excuse me? Who else would pick?”“Literally anyone else,” Althea said, crossing her arms. “You listen to brood
Last Updated : 2025-02-14chapter 117
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The road stretched before us, endless and winding, as our SUV rumbled down the cracked pavement. The eerie little town we'd just left was nothing more than a fading memory in the rearview mirror. Or at least, that’s what we thought.Fatima sat in the back, fiddling with the radio, static crackling through the speakers. Sophie drummed her fingers on the dashboard while Althea stared out the window, her fingers twitching like she was trying to grab something unseen. Chris, sitting next to Fatima, was uncharacteristically quiet.“I swear, I’ll never step foot in another weird-ass town again,” Sophie muttered, shifting in her seat. “That place gave me the creeps.”“Agreed,” Jake said, his fingers gripping the wheel tighter. “Let’s just get home and pretend this never happened.”Silence settled over the car for a while, broken only by the hum of the tires against the road. The trees lining the highway were dense, towering over us, their darkened silhouettes illuminated by the occasional f
Last Updated : 2025-02-14chapter 118
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The moment we stepped out of the inn, an eerie silence wrapped around us like a suffocating blanket. The town, which had been brimming with life just hours ago, now felt abandoned. The streets were empty, the lanterns flickering weakly, and the air carried a heavy stillness that made the hairs on my arms rise.Jake was the first to break the silence. "We need to get out of here. Now."His voice was calm but held an undertone of urgency that made my stomach twist. I reached for his hand instinctively, feeling the warmth of his skin grounding me.Althea, Sophie, Fatima, and Chris followed closely behind as we hurried toward the town's exit. But as we neared the main road leading out, a dense fog rolled in from nowhere, thick and unnatural. My breath hitched as the path ahead of us blurred into nothingness."What the hell?" Chris muttered, stepping ahead cautiously. He reached out a hand to push through the fog, but the moment his fingers touched it, a pulse of energy knocked him back on
Last Updated : 2025-02-15chapter 119
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The tension from our near escape still clung to me like a second skin, even as the night stretched into silence. My body was exhausted, my mind running circles around the events that had unfolded. I lay curled against Jake, his arms wrapped securely around me, his breath steady and warm against my hair. But sleep refused to claim me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw flashes—red eyes in the dark, the twisted town, the feeling of time slipping like sand through my fingers. It had been too easy. Too clean of an escape. And that made my stomach churn. Jake shifted beside me, his grip tightening. “You’re thinking too much,” he murmured against my temple. I exhaled softly. “I can’t help it. Something isn’t right.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead, but there was tension in his touch. “We’ll figure it out in the morning. For now, just rest.” I nodded against his chest, but the uneasy feeling wouldn’t leave. And deep down, I knew—this wasn’t over. ---Morning came far too soon. T
Last Updated : 2025-02-16Chapter 120
The HIDDENS/Ivana Jameson
The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine as I stepped out of the cabin. The town was finally behind us, but a strange unease still lingered in my chest. It wasn’t just the eerie experiences we had—it was something deeper, something clawing at my subconscious, demanding my attention.Jake was already outside, sharpening his dagger with a quiet focus that sent a chill through me. His jaw was tense, his muscles coiled, as if he were ready for another fight. I walked up to him, rubbing my arms against the cold. "You look like you're expecting trouble," I said, trying to sound lighthearted, but he barely acknowledged me at first.Finally, he sighed and set the dagger down. "I don’t like that we had to run from that place. It feels unfinished," he admitted.He wasn’t wrong. We had gotten away, but at what cost? The things we had seen, the presence that still clung to us like an unshakable shadow—I knew deep down that it wasn’t truly over.Sophie came strolling ou
Last Updated : 2025-02-17
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