CHASING MONSTERS
Born into blood. Forged in cruelty. Trained to kill.
Seventeen-year-old Sophie is the last heir of the original Hunter bloodline, raised under the merciless hand of her grandfather, the Grand Wizard. Every scar she carries was earned in his service, every ounce of her strength forged through his brutal demands. Among her peers, she’s earned another name—the Ice Queen—untouchable, unyielding, and impossible to break.
But when the devastatingly charming Jax Kilsome strides into her life, Sophie’s carefully built walls begin to crack. With war against the Wolf Nation looming, she finds herself torn between her role as her grandfather’s heir and the unexpected family she discovers in her Hunter squad. For the first time, loyalty isn’t just about blood—it’s about belonging.
As the Hunters prepare for their most dangerous campaign yet, Sophie must navigate treacherous alliances, the stirrings of her guarded heart, and the secrets of a bloodline that may be both her greatest weapon and her ultimate curse.
Cold steel, fierce bonds, and forbidden fire—Sophie’s war is only just beginning.
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Chapter: 230-PROTECT WHATS OURSRonan woke to the sound of panic.Not a scream. Not yet. Just the sharp intake of breath beside him, the kind that dragged him instantly from sleep to alertness.Shiloh was already sitting up, sheets tangled around her legs, eyes wild as they scanned the room.“They’re gone.”Her voice cracked on the last word.Ronan was moving before the fear could take root. He swung his legs off the bed and turned to her, hands already on her shoulders.“Hey,” he said firmly. “Shiloh. Look at me.”She didn’t. Her gaze was fixed on the empty bassinets, her breath coming too fast.“They were right there,” she whispered. “I only slept for a minute. I swear I only...”“They’re with the nannies,” Ronan said, steady and certain. “I took them for a walk. I let you sleep.”Her eyes snapped to his.“You what?”“You were exhausted,” he said softly. “You hadn’t slept properly since the birth. You were shaking in your sleep, love. I wasn’t waking you.”Her lips trembled. “I thought they’d been taken.”Ronan pu
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
Chapter: 229-WHERE ARE THEY(Shiloh's Pov)The shower water struck her shoulders and she braced both palms against the wall, head down.She expected the water to rinse her clean. Instead it just made space.Images came in the gaps. The chapel. Sophie on the floor. Blood. Xavier’s scream. Her own hands trying to press life into someone slipping away. Then the bathroom, the bath filling, Ronan’s shaking hands, the shock of Leo, the shock of Skye.Twins.She had laughed and cried and felt blessed and then, somehow, in the morning, she had woken up with a knot in her chest and the certainty that she would ruin everything.She scrubbed her face, breathing hard.When she stepped out and dressed, her hands were steadier. Her mind was not.A knock came.Shiloh opened the door to find the healer, an older woman with calm eyes and a basket of small jars.“Lady Shiloh,” the healer said gently. “May I come in?”Shiloh nodded and stepped aside.The healer moved like she’d done this a thousand times. Sat Shiloh down. Took her
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: 228-NORMAL(Shiloh's Pov)Shiloh had survived war rooms, chapel blood, and the kind of screams that never left your bones.She had not expected to be undone by a sock.A tiny one. Soft. Blue. The size of her thumb.She stood in the middle of their chambers with it pinched between two fingers, staring at it like it was a riddle she had failed to solve, while Leo howled from the crib and Skye made an offended sound in her arms as if she too was about to go.Ronan had been wonderful. He had been everything he promised he would be. He was steady hands and low voice and a body that moved like nothing could touch them.But he was also Ronan.And Ronan’s duties did not stop because Shiloh’s world had split into two wailing, hungry, unpredictable little pieces.“Okay,” she muttered to herself, bouncing Skye and trying to tuck the sock into the little drawer without dropping it. “We’re fine. We’re absolutely fine.”Skye’s mouth rooted blindly at Shiloh’s collarbone.“I know,” Shiloh whispered, voice goin
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: 227-THE EARTH WOLVESWildbourne Academy had once belonged to Jax.In the way corridors quieted when he passed. In the way instructors watched him with approval sharpened by expectation. In the way other students measured themselves against him and came up short.He had been the strongest of his year. The fastest. The most disciplined. His scores had rewritten training benchmarks. His name had been carved into record tablets that still lined the eastern hall.Wildbourne had not merely taught him.It had shaped him into something exceptional.Standing at the foot of the academy steps now, Jax felt the echo of that old certainty stir. The air carried the same crisp bite it always had, clean and high, carrying the scent of pine and frost from the surrounding ridgelines. The banners still snapped in the breeze above the towers, bearing sigils of hunters long dead, victories long celebrated.Rufus stood beside him, his presence grounding, heavy with the authority of the Council.“This place hasn’t changed,” Ruf
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: 226-BETTER WORLDThe morning light was warm. Today was a beautiful day.Xavier noticed it the moment he stepped onto the balcony outside the royal chambers, the sun spilling across stone that had seen far too much blood. The light was clean, bright, almost stubborn in its normalcy, as if the world itself had decided the chaos was finished and dared anyone to argue otherwise.Below, the Wolf Nation stirred. People moved through the courtyard with purpose, voices rising, children darting between their legs, guards relaxed yet watchful. Life, unbroken.Sophie stood beside him, wrapped in soft linen, Kaon cradled carefully against her chest. She looked tired, undeniably so, the kind of exhaustion that lived deep in the bones, but there was nothing fragile about her stance. Her spine was straight. Her chin lifted. Her eyes steady.An Ice Queen who had endured and remained.Xavier pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head.“I thought I’d lost you,” he murmured. “But here you are. As strong as ever.
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: 225-TAKE WHAT IS OWEDThe stones whispered at night.Lucian had learned long ago that prisons spoke to those who listened. Not with voices, not with mercy, but with rhythm. Footsteps. Breaths. The cadence of men who believed themselves safe because a door stood between them and what they feared.He sat on the narrow bench of the holding cell, back straight, hands folded loosely in his lap, eyes half-lidded as if in rest. He did not pace. He did not rage. Rage wasted energy, and Lucian had never survived by wasting anything.“You see, Della,” he murmured softly, head angling toward the empty space beside him, “they still think me finished.”The cell did not answer, but Della did. She always did now.Her presence came like memory sharpened into certainty. The curve of her mouth. The way her eyes had once gleamed with belief in him, in what they were meant to build.They have grown careless, she said, as she always did.Lucian smiled faintly. “Careless is another word for arrogant. They underestimate me.”The
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
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