Death Of A Brother

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• Torn From The Bond    Seeds Of Rebellion

  Reya's POV. It’s only just dawn, but I can sense the change in the air like a storm is stirring. Every announcement is more rebellious than the last, with news spread like a fire hose through whispers and secret messages.” Despite my initial assumptions, the words I heard are now coming through in smaller groups of rebels rallying behind me instead of the King. Why? It shouldn't surprise me. The feeling is not that the cracks beneath my feet are becoming more noticeable, ready to swallow everything up. But it does. Holding the pendant, I'm confined to my private space in another room. It serves as an essential possession. The worn surface remains in my mind as I gaze upon it, reliving the memories of hopelessness, heartache, and the struggle to recover myself. They're calling me Queen now. I am met with a pale smile, bitter and fierce. I'm not interested in being a mere ruler, but rather in having something greater to offer. My goal is to eliminate the situation where my offspring

• Torn From The Bond    Lycan Xander’s Ultimatum

  Lycan Xander’s POVStanding in the middle of the war room, I watch the shadows dance across the stone walls. I tonight face the most important decision of my reign, one that might rip my heart apart or permanently solidify my leadership.Rey walks in as the door opens softly; her face combines determination with uncertainty. She is carrying herself with the confidence of a lady who understands she will be tested more than ever.I see, though, the uncertainty flickering—and that drives my will.I gently break the silence with the words "Reya."As I call on every bit of patience I possess, my voice is forceful yet kind. “You fought so hard to stay free, to determine your own path. But I have to offer you this option…one that will shape your future.Her eyes are wary yet curious, locked on mine."What is this?" she cautiously wonders.Closing the distance between us, I inch closer; my voice drops to a hush filled of unsaid promise and threat."You know I have been watching over you from

• Torn From The Bond    Tristan's Truth

  Tristian’s POVStepping into the calm seclusion of my office, I hear only the gentle hum of the pack's territory outside the walls. For hours, I've been sitting in silence waiting for the moment when I can finally be honest, not just with Reya but also with myself.The door bursts open abruptly and there she is. Reya. Her face shows something softer….despair….along with anger and suffering. She is waiting for me to say anything; like she is aware I have truths buried deep.I inhale slowly."I owe you answers," I start, voice weak but stable. More than you can envision."She waits to respond. Her mind is apprehensive, taut. Afraid of what would result if she really knew, she is every cause I have worked so hard to shield her from the truth.I cannot, though, hide it much more.“it is about Chloe”Her eyes tighten. “You mean your ex? Or your present obsession?”A sour smile tugs at my lips. "Both." But mostly Chloe's manipulation.She frowns. "What about her?"I draw closer, my voice so

• Torn From The Bond    Whispers I The Night

  Reya’s POV It was a strange night, and I found myself crouched behind the crumbling wall of an abandoned warehouse in the outer edge of Mooncrest. Shadows against me, heavy and stinging, every sound in my head amplified. With my heart pounding loudly, I clasped my phone tightly, worried that it might disturb me. My only option was to capture the recordings in secret and use them as proof. I was unsure of how long I could remain concealed; the threat being too much to handle. While peering through the hole in the wreckage, I observed them. Two shadowy figures surrounded by a flickering lantern, engaged in conversation. The speaker urged for the preparation of borders. If we don't act now, bloodshed will be inevitable. I could hear the voice, that sour voice that made me feel cold. Mooncrest had been guarded by Lycan Xander, the mysterious Lycan king who was always out of reach. Why did this happen? The smaller, yet equally threatening figure responded, "What about the hybrids?" T

• Torn From The Bond    Vows Of Vengeance

  Reya’s POV There was the smell of rain and blood -- a storm that was coming, both inside and out. With the moon shining through the forest's shadowy pathways, I held tightly TO Alpha Tristan' arm as we hurried through its canopy like sharp silver blades. The sound of my heart racing inside me made it seem like I was trying to escape the cage of mine. Alpha Tristan held my arm in both hands tightly with frozen blue eyes staring ahead, scanning and calculating. Previously, I had only witnessed his frigid nature and unwavering determination. I saw something else tonight, a shadow of the pain I felt.'". A common pain that had been so long ago. His voice was a low, tension-filled, almost whispered tone. Was this appropriate? Rather than the dominant Alpha I had encountered, it was a man on the brink of danger. I sobbed and swallowed my growing fear. We had no choice. Myra was gone, but her fate remained as poisonous as the wind. Dexter was still present, the mastermind behind the chao

• Torn From The Bond    Blood Moon Duel

  Reya's POVThe Blood Moon bled into the night sky, a crimson omen casting its glow across the sacred field of the ancients. The ground pulsed beneath my feet—alive, angry, ancient. All around me, wolves gathered in tense silence, forming a circle wide enough to hold centuries of pain and power.I stood barefoot in the dirt, head high, body trembling—not from fear, but from the storm caged inside me.Across from me, Myra approached with slow, deliberate steps. She wore war leathers painted in ash and blood, the mark of the rogue queen etched across her chest like a curse. Her eyes—once kind—now blazed with bitterness."You came alone," she said."I didn’t need an army," I replied, my voice sharper than steel. "Only justice."She laughed. “Justice? You think challenging me will fix what you broke?”I stepped forward. “No. But it will end what you started.”Gasps rippled through the circle. Somewhere behind me, I heard s Alpha Tristan growl. The Lycan King stood at the edge of the field,