Chapter: Chapter 7. The curses first strikeThe packhouse was unusually quiet that morning. The sharp crack of a firewood splitting echoed through the halls, but aside from that, there was no movement. The air was thick, stifling, almost suffocating with an unease that had settled over the pack ever since the rogue attack. Seraphina stood at the entrance, her hand resting on the worn doorknob as she stared into the flickering shadows cast by the early morning sun. Something was wrong. She could feel it deep in her bones. The strange events of the past week had escalated, the whispers growing louder, the shadows darker.She had spent the previous night in her room, eyes wide open, listening to the murmurs of the pack, the hushed voices speaking of bad omens and curses. It was as if the entire pack was on the brink of something terrible, something far worse than a rogue attack.The sudden shrill cry from the packhouse hallway shattered the silence, sending a chill down Seraphina’s spine. It was the unmistakable sound of panic.W
Last Updated: 2025-04-26
Chapter: Chapter 6. A ReluctantThe full moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glimmer over the Blackveil Pack’s territory, and Seraphina felt the chill of its light on her skin as she stood, poised and alert in the center of her chamber. The night had grown unusually silent, and that silence like a predator lying in wait had already set her senses tingling. It was a feeling she knew well, and one she could never ignore.She had no time for fear, not when something dark and alarming was lurking just out of sight. The attack earlier had been a warning of that, she was certain. She had barely escaped the rogue’s grasp, but whoever was directing this wasn’t finished. If anything, they were only beginning.Seraphina had spent the last few hours trying to push past the anxiety grinding at her chest, focusing on the feelings she’d had earlier, that early instinct that had warned her of the attack. She knew the curse binding her to Dorian had made their fates far more intertwined than either of them liked, but someth
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: Chapter 5. The curse awakensThe moon hung high in the sky, a blood-red orb casting its weird glow over the Blackveil Pack’s territory. The night was thick with an unnatural stillness, and the air felt charged, as if something dark and powerful was stirring just beyond the edges of perception. Seraphina Vale stood by her window, staring out at the sprawling wilderness. The trees swayed in the wind, their branches whispering to one another in a language only they understood. But for all the quiet, she could sense the unease in the air, the creeping tension that had settled over the pack ever since her arrival. She had tried to ignore it, but it gnawed at her, like a constant undercurrent that refused to be drowned out. The wolves were restless.It had started small at first a few growls, some snapping between pack members, but now, it was escalating. More and more wolves were turning wild, their instincts taking over as if something were driving them to madness. The shadows at the edges of the woods seemed darke
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: Chapter 4: A pack that hates herThe night air was thick with tension as Seraphina Vale stood at the gates of the Blackveil Pack's territory, her heart pounding in her chest. The packhouse loomed before her like an ancient fortress, its dark, towering walls speaking of strength, pride, and centuries of tradition. The flickering lights inside cast long shadows, the murmurs of the pack audible even from a distance. Seraphina could feel the weight of their hatred long before she set foot within their walls. She wasn’t blind. The whispers, the glares, the way the air seemed to crackle with hostility it all pointed to one undeniable truth: She was an outsider here. She was a witch, and to the Blackveil Pack, witches were nothing but poison. "Stay close," Dorian Nightbane’s low voice broke through her thoughts, his hand briefly brushing against hers as they made their way toward the gates. His touch was cold, but his presence was a constant force, anchoring her as the wind howled around them. "And remember what I said if
Last Updated: 2025-04-22
Chapter: Chapter 3: the Bloodmoon ceremony The night had descended upon them like a cloak of shadows, the moon hanging high in the sky, blood-red and foreboding. The Bloodmoon. It was said that when the moon turned such a color, destinies were sealed and fates were rewritten. For Seraphina Vale, the night was an omen one she had no choice but to face. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stood before the altar, the weight of her decision pressing heavily upon her. Dorian Nightbane stood beside her, his presence like a force of nature, both overwhelming and suffocating. She could feel his power radiating, could almost taste the darkness that clung to him. His gaze was unwavering, focused on her as if he could see every secret, every doubt that flitted through her mind. His eyes, gleaming with intensity, made her feel as though she were standing on the edge of a precipice, staring down into the unknown.The air was thick with anticipation, and the gathered crowd those loyal to Dorian, those bound by pack laws watched in silent
Last Updated: 2025-04-22
Chapter: A deal with the alpha Seraphina’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood there, her wrists still bound in silver chains, the weight of her new reality settling in with a heaviness that almost crushed her. The bond between them had snapped into place like a curse, invisible but unbreakable. Alpha Dorian Nightbane had claimed her, and now her very existence was tied to his in ways she couldn’t yet understand and didn’t want to.Her mind raced, trying to make sense of the ancient, primal force that seemed to pulse through her veins, linking her to him. There was no turning back. She could feel it now, that pulsing connection, deep and unwavering. It was there, always, whether she liked it or not. But Seraphina was no stranger to curses. She had lived with them all her life, carried the burden of her family's dark magic like a shadow that followed her every step. What was one more curse to add to the pile?Dorian stood before her, his gaze unwavering, as the crowd slowly began to disperse. They were all too
Last Updated: 2025-04-22
LOGIN
