Chapter: 119. 1 Year Later Dating Damien hadn't exactly been easy. At first, Jared went full petty sabotage mode—planting fake pictures in my bag, giving Damien's number out to random strangers, doing anything he could to wedge something between us. But after about two weeks, he got bored, or maybe just tired of seeing it wasn't working, and backed off. Now he was too busy working with his mom at HUG and trying to keep Cormac from laundering too much money through McIntyre. Thankfully, we'd reached a point where we could all hang out again without drama... well, except for Jared and Damien's usual bitch-fest back and forth. Meanwhile, Jason had flown back to Italy with his dad after a tearful goodbye with my mom. He was finally starting the whole "heir to Ferrari" thing now that his dad had apparently given up on chasing women. After he left, I made a quiet visit to his mother's memorial. I apologized to her for everything and promised I'd never let Jason get hurt again. It was all I could offer. On the bus
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Chapter: 118. The Love InterestI looked around the bright space, blinking through the haze of gold and white. The floor didn't feel real beneath my feet—it was too soft, too quiet. The kind of silence that wraps around you like cotton, comforting and terrifying all at once. "What the hell is this?" I muttered, spinning as the door behind me clicked shut. "So you're back," a woman's voice echoed across the space. I turned, and there she stood—a figure that looked more divine than human. Her presence glowed with a radiant gold that shimmered like sunlight caught in glass. Her hair flowed like liquid fire, and her eyes were endless, filled with stars. No wings, no halo—yet she was the most godlike thing I had ever seen. "Looks like you've accomplished your goal of getting revenge on Elijah Roth," she said, her voice calm and echoing like it came from inside my own head. "How was it? Are you satisfied?" I exhaled slowly. "Yeah... thanks to you, System." But even as I said it, the words felt hollow. Like I'd said t
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Chapter: 117. The IllusionThe fire started spreading faster than I expected. The gasoline-soaked couch lit up with a fury, the flames crackling and leaping like they'd been starved too long and finally given their feast. Eli's face twisted when he realized what I'd done—pure disbelief smeared with rage. "Until the end..." he muttered, eyes flaring. "Fuck, alright. Let's end this fucked-up relationship. You prepared so much, I'm fucking cornered." "Shut the fuck up," I said, raising my fists again. The room was already growing hot, but we ignored the fire swallowing everything around us. We clashed like animals, swinging, grappling, gasping—two beasts caged in a burning tomb. His body slammed into mine and we hit the ground hard. Eli climbed on top, hands around my neck, squeezing with everything he had. I choked, vision dimming at the edges—but my hand found the broomstick nearby. I grabbed it and broke it clean across his head. Before he could reel back, I jabbed a jagged end right into his open eye. "Fu
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Chapter: 116. Ashes To Ashes{TW: violence} Eli jumped to his feet, his face twisted with desperation and rage as he lunged forward again. "FUCK!!! YOU'RE DOING ALL THIS BECAUSE OF ONE LITTLE BOUNTY ON YOUR HEAD?! JUST BECAUSE I CALLED YOU A FAG?!!!" He swung wildly, fists flying in every direction. He was panicking. Even still, one of his punches landed hard on my cheek. "FINE THEN!!! I APOLOGIZE!!! JUST LET THIS SHIT GO NOW!" Eli snapped. I kicked his knee, making him stumble. "I'M BEING FUCKING SINCERE!!!" he yelled, breathless, spit flying from his mouth as the fight devolved into something brutal and ugly. Then, with a sharp upper swing, I felt something slice from my cheek to my forehead—blood immediately clouded one of my eyes. I staggered back, vision blurry. Another blow slammed into my face. Then another. My ribs caught a few good hits before I dropped to a knee, trying to gather myself, focus. "What's wrong, Jack?" Eli sneered, looming over me. "After all that effort you put into living like a
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Chapter: 115. Full Circle{TW: Violence} The entire passenger side of the car was crushed, and all the airbags on my side had deployed. It felt like I had been tossed violently against something soft yet hard at the same time. I let out the breath I'd been holding and kicked my door open, staggering out of the wreckage. A few gags followed, but fortunately, I hadn't eaten anything all day, so nothing came up. Holy shit, I almost killed myself! I made a mental note—never again. I wasn't cut out for driving in situations like this. I glanced into the backseat. Eli was knocked out cold, blood dripping from his forehead where he'd slammed into the window. Too bad for him, he was still breathing. I wasn't done with him yet. I pried open the passenger door and dragged him out by the back of his shirt, pulling him into the forest. The eerie darkness around me gave me the jitters, but I ignored it. I had bigger things to focus on right now. "Stupid asshole," I muttered, dragging him further. "I fucking got you. F
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Chapter: 114. The Hunt BeginsA week had passed, and no one had found Declan's body. Things were moving fast, and without speaking to my dad first, I took the initiative and bought everything related to McIntyre Corporations. It was a massive undertaking. We had to fire the entire board and replace them with our own people. The financial webs were deep, tracing money from offshore accounts, and the intel I'd gathered? It was a goldmine of blackmail material, exposing nearly every business owner, politician, and high-ranking official in the city. My dad didn't hesitate for a second. He immediately used this treasure trove to his advantage. He worked quickly, killing the news of Declan Sr.'s disappearance so that no one outside our circle would know what happened. My mom, of course, was confused. The official story was that Declan had fled to avoid the scandal, but I later realized something: My dad hadn't lied to her—he just didn't want to ruin her newfound peace. She had taken a liking to Jason, and Dad didn't wa
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Chapter: 99. Katy SchwartzThe graduation party was already in full hormonal meltdown by the time I got to the bar. Lights flashing like a seizure warning, bass shaking the ground like the apocalypse was coming in dubstep form. I leaned against the bar, sipping my overly sweet drink—cranberry something—and tried to make sense of the swarm of sweaty teens pretending to be adults. Anne sat beside me, quieter than usual, her eyes locked on Victor. He was across the room surrounded by a fresh pack of wannabe predators dressed like influencers on a clearance budget. "Why is Aureliano so popular?" I asked, mostly to myself, but loud enough that Anne glanced over at the small harem forming around my boyfriend. "Unfortunately," Anne muttered, her voice flat, "it's the downside of them being so handsome." I snorted. "Yeah, but Aureliano isn't Victor handsome. He's—what? Budget magazine cover handsome. So what gives?" Anne shrugged, but the line of her jaw was sharp. "Can't be helped, I guess." That was a lie. Ever
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Chapter: 98. Anne Jacobs"It's time to go inside," Victor said, practically dragging me past Yesenia, who was still trying to tame the one cowlick in his hair like it was a matter of national security. "Are you ready to go inside?""Yeah—with all that extra security," I muttered, eyeing the two armed guards by the entrance.Walking into the auditorium felt like stepping into a crime scene disguised as a celebration. The metal detectors were new, so were the sniffer dogs, and the uniformed officers lining the walls like we were all one wrong move away from being tackled. When I passed through, my cane set off the alarm, of course. That stupid alarm that blared like I was smuggling in a weapon instead of a titanium rod in my leg. I told Dad not to splurge on the fancy cane. He thought it would make me feel dignified. It didn't."I'll meet you at the end," Victor said, giving my hand a quick squeeze."I'll see you then," I murmured, letting go, even though I didn't want to. Even though everything in me wanted to
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Chapter: 97. Victor BlackwoodI watched Anne get ready, each quiet movement slicing at my nerves. She was going to leave. Said it was for tutoring. Tutoring. As if that made any fucking sense. Anne, of all people—my sweet Anne, who could sleep through a test and still walk out with an almost perfect score—telling me she had to give up our weekend to sit through some half-assed review session? Bullshit. "You're telling me you, the top student, have to go to extra tutoring?" I asked, my voice lower than I meant it to be. She didn't even flinch. Just pulled on her jacket like I wasn't sitting there fighting the urge to punch a hole through the wall. "Argh. What kind of bullshit is that?" I snapped. She barely blinked. She was so good at pretending now. So good at acting like she didn't notice the way I was shaking. Why wasn't she anxious anymore? "Come on, our precious weekend..." I muttered, venom and resentment bleeding into my tone. She just kept tying her shoelaces. I stared at her hands. Those soft, perfe
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Chapter: 96. Jessica RiveraI used to be considered a prodigy. As a baby, I was quiet. I hit every milestone early. The pediatrician said I had focus beyond my age—my mother said it was divine. Everyone said so, really. Teachers, priests, neighbors. They called me special, chosen, and I believed them. How could I not? I was adored for just existing. I was a gift from God. That's what people told me. That's what I learned to be. My brother got things easier, though. Always. Naturally gifted without trying. And worse, he was soft. He didn't even want the spotlight. I hated him for that. I made it my mission to be better than him, louder than him, brighter. And everyone believed I was. My mother was thrilled. My father wasn't. He never praised me. Never smiled. Never said I was smart, or beautiful, or good. He said I was a problem. A manipulator. A demon. Once he looked me straight in the face and said, "God doesn't make girls like you." And maybe he was right, but not in the way he meant. That's why I never ne
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Chapter: 95. PartyThe car ride home was the kind of awkward that made my skin itch. Not the silence-between-strangers kind. The heavier kind. Like if I opened my mouth wrong, everything might crack open and spill out. So instead, I stared out the taxi window like I was auditioning for a sad indie film, watching the city pass in streaks of light and shadow. But I wasn't really looking at anything. My mind was somewhere else—limping slightly behind the rest of me. How the hell was I supposed to adjust outside of the hospital? Was everything going to be just as terrifying as it had been in there, or worse? At least in a hospital, the worst had already happened. Everyone expects you to look like hell and smell like rubbing alcohol. "Hey, Victor..." I said softly, hoping to ease into conversation. Something normal. Something not about trauma and blood loss and... this weird tension hanging between us like a bad smell. "Mmh," he muttered, not even turning his head. Cool. Awesome. Love that. His face was
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Chapter: 94. DischargeI was so bored it hurt. Like, actual physical pain. Probably because lying in a hospital bed with a useless leg and nothing but your own thoughts will do that to a person. That, and Yesenia confiscated my phone. Something about "protecting my mental state." Which, to be fair, she probably had a point—unfortunately. The internet was foaming at the mouth. Everyone was calling me a hero and reposting my face like I was some kind of teenage martyr. Someone filmed the hallway—right when I tackled Jessica—and that clip of me getting shot went viral. Viral like a dog playing the piano. Viral like a meme. Except it wasn't funny, and I wasn't performing. My phone had practically melted down from interview requests. The school hadn't even cleaned the blood off the floor yet, and already producers were asking for a soundbite. People from school shared my photo with captions like "Pray for Anne 🕊️" even though some of them had laughed when I got shoved into lockers a year ago. Somehow, getti
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Chapter: The EndTwo years later.... *** I found myself leaning against the porch railing, watching Robbie Jr. tear across the backyard with the kind of boundless energy only a three-year-old could have. He was chasing nothing in particular—just running for the joy of it—his laughter carrying across the warm air. At my feet, Benny was in his own little world, crawling in determined zigzags across the porch, occasionally stopping to slap his hands on the wooden boards like they were drums. My second son, only five months old, and already showing the stubborn streak of his father. Inside, I heard the sliding door open, and Emma stepped out with Tabby in her arms. My daughter squealed the moment she spotted her big brother, legs kicking wildly until Emma set her down. She was barely a year old and had just started walking, but she wasted no time toddling after Jr., her little curls bouncing as she tried to keep up. "So far, so good," I murmured to myself. Robbie Jr. had taken to having two younger
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Chapter: BonnieThe satin of my gown shimmered in the light like it was woven from moonlight itself. Each movement made the fabric ripple softly, layers of chiffon floating around me like mist, the train trailing behind with an effortless grace. The bodice was fitted perfectly, every curve outlined without being immodest, the beadwork delicate and intricate—tiny crystals that caught the light and sent it dancing. My veil was so long it nearly brushed the floor even when pinned high on my head, edged in lace so fine I half-believed it was spun by magic. The silver hairpiece nestled in my curls glinted every time I turned my head. "You look gorgeous!" Raya's voice broke into a sob as she stood there, tissue in hand, tears already streaking her cheeks. "Stop crying already," Natalie muttered, dabbing at Raya's face before the tears could undo her work. "I totally get it," Ms. Daisy sniffled. "It's like just yesterday Bonnie wandered into my bar and I gave her a job." Her eyes misted even more. "And n
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Chapter: JasonShe actually left without saying goodbye to me. I almost couldn't believe her audacity. I mean, I said a few wrong things, but realistically Bonnie should've just thrown a tantrum and ignored me until I apologized enough... right? That's what any other girl would do... right? This is fucked up. "Are you coming out of your room today?" Elliot stood by the door, knuckles tapping the frame like he owned the place. "Is Bonnie back?" I asked. "Bro, the answer isn't going to change no matter how much you ask." He sighed, deep and annoyed. "All I know is that she's in a better place now and she doesn't care about you at all, so you should find a way not to care either." "That's ridiculous." I pushed up off the mattress and shoved past him. The new house still smelled like bleach and smoke—like we were trying to scrub out the stench of rogues and failure. "She wouldn't just leave. Not me." Elliot followed me into the hall. "She did. She left a week ago. You watched her wagon roll out i
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Chapter: Hero’s Welcome I woke up to loud cheers outside the car, the sound so sudden and bright it made me blink hard against the morning light. "What's going on?" I mumbled, pushing myself upright. "Relax, Bonnie, we're just being welcomed back to Summerton," Chris said as he pulled into a slow stop, parking the car like he'd been expecting this. "The entire pack knows exactly what happened and are eager to welcome you back. It's been spread you're the moon goddess reincarnation." My head turned sharply. "What are they saying about me?" Tanya's face lit up, already feeding off the energy outside. "You seem to be the Luna's most loyal warrior. The military is already deciding on how to promote you," Chris told her. "We're the pack heroes now." "What about you and Robbie?" I asked, glancing between them. "Well," Chris sighed, "they say the Alpha took care of business as usual, and I'm probably going to be used more for diplomatic negotiations. But you won't hear anyone talk about it since all the focus
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Chapter: Dumb Plots"The rogues are going to live as humans in another human territory," Jason's mom told me, her voice even but carrying that heaviness of someone who'd been through too many changes in too short a time. "Since they no longer pose a threat, there's no reason to kill them anymore. The Fairfield pack will help them all get settled and keep a close eye on the rogue king. They'll receive plenty of help integrating into human society." "Perfect," I said, catching a glimpse of some rogues being led away into a wagon. I almost wanted to see Jack's face again—just one more time—so I could etch the look of defeat into my memory forever. But that was too petty... no matter how deserved it would have been. "You don't know how shocked we were when we heard that you'd gone into the prison to fight," she continued. "We just kept praying to the moon goddess and staying at the ready just in case, then everything got so bright no one could see for a few minutes. Suddenly the entire territory had been p
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Chapter: It’s OverI opened my eyes and sat straight up, heart pounding as I took in my surroundings. It was dark outside—the only light in the room came from a single lamp in the corner, painting everything in a soft golden haze. The faint smell of antiseptic told me I was in a clinic. Robbie was next to me, slouched in a chair, head tilted back in sleep. Tanya was curled up like a cat at the foot of my bed, her boots still on, hair messy from exhaustion. And in the far corner—like some surreal joke—Jason was there too, asleep with his head against the wall. What the actual fuck? Robbie snorted awake, rubbing his eyes before looking over at me. His gaze sharpened instantly. "Sitting? You're sitting up! Are you okay? How do you feel? You've been asleep for the past twelve hours, I was so worried. Are you in any pain—" "Give me a chance to answer, Robbie, please." I reached out and covered his mouth, not trusting myself to speak without my voice cracking. Then I just threw myself into his arms. "Bo
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Chapter: Levi DunhamTen years later I was woken up by Blair jumping onto my belly knocking the wind right out of me. "Daddy! It's spring!" "Where's your brother?" I groaned. "He's going to visit Marina." Canon had grown up quickly and looked a lot more like me as a teenager. He's fourteen now and manifested as an alpha, he's doing average in school and he's got a little human girlfriend at the moment. Blair just turned eleven and recently manifested as a witch to which Conan threw a celebration to low-key rub it in peoples faces. This manifestation gave us a more solid connection with the older witches of the pack who often came by to teach her new things. So far it's been a very Happy life. "What's going on?" Conan groaned as he woke up. "It's spring," I sat up. "It's about time we start looking again." "Levi, we've got married under a different god for ten years straight. Can't we just skip it this year?" Conan begged. "But it's tradition, Gorgeous!" "It gets cheesier every time! I'm running
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Chapter: Conan MossEpilogue I sat in front of the mirror, fingers lightly adjusting the collar of my all-white suit. The silk caught the light, making me look... radiant, I guess is what they were going for. Like I was glowing. Blushing bride, Levi would probably tease. And for once, I didn't even mind that since this time I actually felt like one. I hadn't just been bought like livestock this time. I was here because I chose to be. Not by force. Two years had passed since Blair was born, Canon was now freshly four. The hardest parts of raising them were behind us now—or so i hoped—and Levi, in typical Levi fashion, just looked at me one day and said, "Screw it. Let's be bonded under every god that allows it." And that's how I ended up in a church. Twenty minutes from walking down the aisle to officially become Conan Dunham. I admired that I still looked good with my hair cut. It was a tough decision to get rid of it all and Levi was sad but if I didn't chop it off, Blair would've pulled it all
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Chapter: Levi Dunham"Conan, come on!" I paced back and forth like my feet had minds of their own, emergency bag in one hand, my heart in the other. "We have to go." Conan was laughing. Actually laughing. Leaning over the sink, putting clean plates away from dinner like we weren't two seconds from the most important moment of our lives. "I've had, like, six contractions. I'm not going to fucking give birth in the next twenty minutes." "You'll be sorry if that's not true," I muttered, storming into the kitchen under the guise of helping but really just trying to drag him out by the collar if I had to. He leaned back against me, smirking, and placed his hands over mine where they clutched his waist. "Look around," he said, voice soft. "The next time we come through that door, we'll have two pups." God. That hit me right in the chest. I broke into the dumbest grin imaginable. He'd given me everything—everything I ever wanted. And still, if I didn't get him out of that house and into the clinic in the nex
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Chapter: Conan MossIt was just supposed to be a normal day. "I'll be right back," I told Levi after breakfast, grabbing my coat from the back of the chair. "Where are you going?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me while Canon tugged on his little shoes like he was trying to follow me wherever I was headed. "I forgot about my doctor's appointment," I replied. Levi was up in a flash, already halfway to the stairs before I could say anything else. "Let's go together. I might as well get a check-up too," he called over his shoulder. "Give me a minute!" Of course. I knew what this was. Every other time I went to the clinic, I'd gone with Alex. And Levi—being Levi—was not about to let Alex one-up him, even in something as small as accompanying me to the doctor. Honestly, I didn't care that much, but I never really understood why Levi let Alex get under his skin so easily. It's not like I didn't notice people flirt with Levi right in front of me too. Even subtly. I fucking hated that. "Okay, I changed,"
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Chapter: Levi DunhamThe day was exhausting. I was exhausted but there was only this final stretch left to go. Getting Canon to sit still for pictures. It was his first birthday which I thought would be a breeze. I mean I had nothing but time currently since peace was finally achieved. But no... a one year old doesn't care about time. They care about chaos, especially when they're in a group. "Canon!" Mom squealed holding up her camera. "Look at grandma!" "Almost done here. Smile Canon," I practically begged him. But no dice. Conan started clapping and singing Wolfie Wears His Woolly Coat. "Wolfie wears his woolly coat, Even when he sails his boat. He howls a song, he hums a tune, Dancing gently with the moon." Canons face lit up and everyone quickly started taking his picture before we lost the smile again. "How adorable!" "Cute!" "What a well behaved baby." I owe that all to Conan. "Good job today," Conan cane closer and fed Canon some cake. "Let's get you comfortable." Conan took off Cano
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Chapter: Conan Moss It's a simple thing—just walk out, smile, and wave. That's it. This is a peace party, not a damn death chamber. All I'm doing is stepping into a room to solidify a lighter workload for the future. So why the hell was I nervous? Maybe because all the plans I've had for this pack are almost complete. Maybe it's because I keep asking myself: what now? I went from nothing to something, but what comes next? What am I even supposed to want next? I glanced around the edge of the curtain before stepping out, and what astounded me most wasn't the crowd or the orchestra or even the ceremonial banners flying high with our new shared crest. It was Levi. A year ago, he didn't even know I existed. A year ago, I was just another mouth to talk down to, just another omega. Now—he was someone I couldn't imagine living happily without. Someone I'd kill for. Someone who, despite being poisoned just days ago, rose to the occasion of leading this grand event with steady hands and a sharp jawline. His
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