Chapter: Chapter 55 Meanwhile, at Alaric’s Pack.. Valerie was working her hardest to put her crazy plan in motion: Get Alaric Killed. Valerie’s POV: I slipped back into my chambers after hiding Melehan in the guest wing. Time was definitely not on my side. It was only a matter of time before that guard started talking about my mysterious "cousin” and I couldn’t risk any one getting word of Melehan’s arrival. I didn't like the way he had looked at us—like he knew we were hiding something. The way he stared at Melehan felt personal, as if they had a history and I couldn't let anyone get in my way. “Maybe I’ll just have to kill the Alpha myself?” The thought was a cold, sharp thing in my mind. And then my father’s voice echoed in my memory, the advice he’d given me right before I manipulated Alaric into making me his queen: “Do whatever it takes. Even if it means taking a life.” Suddenly, it all became clear. I knew exactly what I had to do. I threw off the covers and got out of be
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-06
Chapter: Chapter 54 Thalia’s POV: A hand clamped onto my arm and yanked me into the shadows of a hallway pillar. I was pulled behind it, my back pressed against the person who held me. I opened my mouth to scream, but another hand slapped over it, silencing me. I struggled, trying to twist my way free. “Let me go,” I snarled, the command muffled against her palm as I tried to wrench myself free. “It’s me, it’s me,” a familiar voice whispered urgently from behind. “Calm down, Thalia.” I knew that voice. Could it be—? “It’s me, Lillian.” she whispered, taking her hand slowly away from my mouth and turned me around to face her. And then, she pushed back the hood of her black cloak. *Gods.* “Lillian!” I gasped, my voice a quiet whisper full of excitement. I threw my arms around her in a tight hug and held on for a long moment. When I finally let go, I kept my hands on her arms. “Wait, how did you—?” I started to ask. “No time to explain,” she said, her voice low and rushed. “You need
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-04
Chapter: Chapter 53 Thalia’s POV: My mind went blank for a second. *What?* How could she have— “What?” Xander’s voice was a low, angry growl. He stepped away from me, his warmth disappearing as he turned on the guards. “How did she get out? Wasn’t her cell guarded?” “I-it was Alpha,” the taller guard stammered, his fear obvious. “We don’t know how she—” “Get out of my way.” The command was a low snarl. Xander shoved past them without looking back and stormed toward the castle, leaving me standing there alone without a single glance in my direction. I was too stunned to move. I stood frozen in the moonlit garden. My feelings were all mixed up. Part of me was glad Lillian had escaped. But another part was scared. How did she do it? I sent a silent hope out into the night that even if she had managed to escape, she had gotten far away. If Xander caught her now, it would be bad, really bad. He wouldn’t go easy on her. There would be no mercy. “Miss?” The guard’s voice broke into my
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 52 Thalia’s POV: “What in the world—?” The words were a breathless whisper, stolen from my lips by the sheer impossibility of what I was seeing. I moved slowly, almost reverently, to stand beside Xander, my arm brushing against his. We stood at the heart of the garden, but it felt like we were standing at the heart of the universe itself. At the heart of the garden, was a vast, circular pool and in it stood a tree so ancient it seemed to hum with the memory of a thousand years. But this was no ordinary pool. The water was thick and viscous, shimmering with a silvery, mercury-like glow. It looked as if the night sky had been melted and poured into its basin, a million tiny stars winking and glittering on its surface. A few fallen leaves from the great tree floated there, not like debris, but like offerings on a celestial sea. And the tree… the tree was alive with magic. Its bark was etched with swirling, luminous veins that pulsed with a soft, rhythmic light—a slow, steady he
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 51 Xander’s POV: I guided her forward, our footsteps echoing softly. “Somewhere we won’t be overheard.” “Hmmm,” she replied, dragging the word out, a world of curiosity packed into the sound. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she looked up at me, her arm still firmly laced through mine as we moved down the vast, empty hallway. I could feel the weight of her stare, but I didn’t look back at her. I kept my gaze forward, a smirk playing on my own lips, letting the anticipation build. We pushed through a heavy set of oak doors and stepped out into the night. The castle walls gave way to the open sky, and a cold breeze immediately swept in, cutting through the evening’s stillness. I felt it the same instant she did. Thalia’s grip on my arm tightened, her fingers pressing into my bicep as she instinctively pulled herself closer to my side, a small gasp escaping her lips. “Seems like someone’s cold,” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper meant only for her. She trie
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 50 Xander’s POV: “There she is.“ I nudged my chair closer, the legs scraping against the floor. “Now, Tell me—what’d I do?” “Alpha.” Her voice was soft, but the way she crossed her arms—pulling her V-neck dress just so—made my gaze flicker down before I forced it back up. *Focus, Xander. Focus.* “Yes?” I leaned in, this time locking onto her blue eyes, bright even in the dim light. Her eyebrow arched. “You’re seriously telling me you can’t figure it out?” “I swear on the Moon Goddess, Thalia, I don’t.” My voice dropped, rough with sincerity as I closed the distance between us. “All I know is I said the servants existed to serve you, and then you—” *Oh.* *Oh, shit.* I froze, realization dawning. “Wait.” I pulled back, studying her face. “Is that why—” She didn’t need to answer. The sharp nod said enough, her arms still tightly folded. Then— “Servants don’t just ‘exist’ to serve you, Alpha.” Her fingers curled into air quotes around the word,
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-06
Chapter: The Beginning of An EndIan’s POV The police lights painted the night in streaks of red and blue, casting long shadows across the gravel driveway. Uncle Brown was shoved into the back of a squad car, his face pressed against the glass, eyes burning with defiance even in defeat. I watched as the car pulled away, the weight of his betrayal still settling in my chest like a stone. Mona’s hand found mine, her fingers threading through my own, warm and steady. *Alive.* That was the word that echoed in my mind. After everything—after the lies, the danger, the years of silence—we were still here. Still standing. Vance cleared his throat, his arms crossed as he leaned against his car. "We can’t put this off any longer," he said, his voice gruff but not unkind. "The company, the will, the truth, it’s time." I exhaled sharply, nodding. He was right. My father’s legacy, Uncle Brown’s vendetta, the secrets that had festered between us—none of it could stay buried. Not if we wanted to move forward. --- **
Huling Na-update: 2025-06-09
Chapter: Chapter 89Ian povI couldn't fathom the gravity of the situation unfolding before me. "Come on, this can't be happening, Uncle," I implored, my voice strained as I struggled to maintain my composure. "After all these years, you're actually here for the property?"Uncle Brown's eyes narrowed, transforming his once familiar face into a mask of cold calculation. “The property was merely a means to an end, Ian,” he sneered, his voice laced with venom. “Your father’s company was supposed to be mine—the rightful inheritance that was stolen from me. I’ll stop at nothing to reclaim what is rightfully mine.”Fury surged through me, and with a sudden burst of strength, I broke free from Vance's iron grip. "You’re a liar!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I charged toward him, my heart pounding defiantly in my chest. “My father’s company was never yours to take!”The air crackled with tension as the weight of our family’s troubled past hung heavily between us, and I felt the resolve with
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 88Mona povI turned to Flynn, my voice barely above a whisper, laden with a mixture of anxiety and urgency. "What are you doing here?" I asked, striving to keep my tone neutral despite the tempest of confusion and dread roiling within me.Flynn's gaze remained locked on Ian, her finger pressing firmly against the trigger as if it were an instinctive extension of her will. "Shut up, Mona," she growled, her voice low and tinged with menace, sending an unsettling chill racing down my spine.As Vance took a deliberate step closer to me, the air between us crackled with tension. His eyes, ablaze with a potent mix of anger and raw, haunting pain, bore into mine. "You want to know why I’m here for Ian?" he asked, his voice thick with venom, as if each syllable were laced with deep-seated rage. "It’s because his family is responsible for the deaths of two cherished souls in my family."My heart raced as I processed Vance’s words, their weight hanging oppressively in the air like a dark cloud. "
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 87Vance povI have waited an eternity for this moment, the chance to confront Ian face-to-face. As I lingered in the shadows behind Flynn, her eyes blazing with fierce determination, she brandished a gun tightly gripped in her fist, the metal glinting ominously in the dim light. I caught a glimpse of Mona, her jaw dropping in disbelief at my unexpected presence, but her reaction was the least of my concerns. I had sacrificed too much and endured too many trials for this long-anticipated day to finally arrive.FIVE YEARS AGOI sprawled across my couch, the soft fabric pressing against my skin as I enjoyed the sun-drenched afternoon. Davina sat beside me, her fingers gliding effortlessly over my body, a tantalizing touch that sent shivers down my spine. She wore a vibrant bikini that hugged her curves perfectly, the bright colors contrasting against her sun-kissed skin. Just as I turned my head to meet her playful gaze, my phone erupted with a sharp chime from the table, disrupting the mo
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 86MonaIan’s grasp tightened protectively around me. “It wasn’t my intention, Mona. I was desperate to secure the contract. I thought it was just a one-time mistake, but… it meant nothing in comparison to what we have. You mean everything to me.”I pulled back slightly, lifting my gaze to meet his, my eyes swollen and reddened from the tears. “You love me?” I asked, the words almost escaping in a whisper, fragile and filled with uncertainty.He nodded solemnly, his eyes unwavering, fiercely locked onto mine. “I love you, Mona. I was foolish, and I made a terrible mistake. But I promise, from this moment on, I will do everything to make it up to you.”A surge of emotions collided within me, swelling in my chest like a tidal wave. Before I could grasp the weight of my feelings, the words escaped my lips, unfiltered and raw: "I love you too."Ian's face brightened instantly, a glimmer of hope igniting in his deep, expressive eyes. He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me with a warm
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 85Moña povI stood at the window, gazing out as the morning sun poured its golden light into the room, illuminating every corner with a radiant warmth. The sunlight danced playfully across the walls, casting whimsical shadows that flickered in the stillness. Yet, despite the beauty surrounding me, I felt no joy and no sense of peace. It had been two long days since I last saw Ian, and the ache of his absence lingered like a heavy fog, refusing to lift. I blinked twice, the brightness cutting into my eyes like shards of glass, and finally drew the curtain closed, effectively banishing the cheerful light that seemed so foreign to my mood.Turning away from the window, I trudged toward the door, the motion feeling mechanical and heavy, as if an invisible weight pressed down on my shoulders. I grasped the cool metal handle, feeling its firmness beneath my fingers, and turned it slowly, pushing the door open with a soft creak. The corridor beyond was eerily quiet, the air thick with a stilln
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