Chapter: Avalanche of family issues
Aina pov:(8 years later)I sat on the couch, my pregnant belly heavy and prominent. The room was filled with an air of tranquility, the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains and casting a warm embrace over everything. It was in this moment of quietude that Bella, my little daughter, came running towards me with an expression of distress on her face."Mummy, Bella took my doll," she exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and sadness. My heart skipped a beat as I registered her words. Rita's favorite doll, the one she cherished dearly, was missing, taken by her older sister."Bella!" I called out, my voice carrying a sense of urgency. I watched as she hurriedly approached, her small feet pitter-pattering on the floor. The worry etched on her face mirrored my own as I reached out to hold her close."Why did you take your sister's doll?" I questioned gently, my tone a blend of concern and curiosity" Nobody wanna play with me, they say I am weird ," her tiny
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: Blood moon : Avalanche of Ice
Aina:" This is my last day. I vividly know today will be my last day on earth ,"Why should you talk like that? As far there is a life there is hope, ", Otto cut in before I could complete my speech. The night wore on, the blood moon still radiant. It dimmed mysterious red light on the surface of the earth, cold seeped into our bones, and the falling snow added to our discomfort. Chained together, Otto and I found solace in each other's presence, despite the dire circumstances that surrounded us.Otto's voice cut through the frigid air, laden with remorse and regret. "I am so sorry, Aina. I can't believe I left you, I thought you were gone forever." His words held a mixture of guilt and sadness, revealing the depth of his emotions.I turned my gaze toward him, my breath visible in the frosty air. "It doesn't matter now," I replied, my voice carrying a note of determination. "What's important is that we focus on escaping from this nightmare, from the clutches of Kaga and his fo
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: Blood moon: Revealed
AINA POV:The words of the ghostly figure echoed in my mind, its ethereal voice piercing through the chaos unfolding before me. Her cryptic message filled me with both intrigue and unease.Her words sent a surge of adrenaline through my veins. If this enigmatic being held the answers I sought, I needed to listen attentively. "Tell me," I implored, "what must I do? How can I defeat Drake and bring an end to his reign of terror?"The ghostly figure glided closer, her presence both comforting and haunting. "Your destiny lies intertwined with Drake's," she explained. "I have chosen you to face him, to challenge his darkness with your unwavering light. Trust in your instincts, for they will lead you to the right place at the right time."As the ghostly figure faded, her voice lingered in the air. "Remember, Aina," she whispered, her voice ethereal and full of wisdom. "Your enemy awaits, and your destiny beckons. Embrace the power within you and emerge victorious."With those final words, s
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: Blood moon : sinking
Otto POV:I saw the way you looked at her," Olfgan said, his voice laced with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue. ,"It seems you recognize her."I gritted my teeth, my frustration mounting with each passing moment. The last thing I needed was someone probing into my personal affairs, especially when the stakes were high and our mission was of the utmost importance."Can't we just keep quiet and focus on the journey?" I snapped, my tone tinged with anger. I didn't want to entertain olfgan suspicions or delve into the intricacies of my past. There was too much at stake, and any distractions could prove disastrous.Olfgan seemed taken aback by my response, his gaze shifting away momentarily. Perhaps he realized the gravity of the situation and the need for unwavering focus. After a brief silence, we continued our journey in silence, the sound of our footsteps punctuating the tension that lingered between us.The path before us was treacherous, with shadows cast by towering trees and the
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: Blood moon: Re-encounter
Aina Pov: I examined my back in the mirror, Arnold entered my chamber. His presence caught my attention, and I turned to face him. "You summoned me, mistress?" he inquired, his voice respectful and attentive.I nodded, acknowledging the importance of the matter I wished to discuss. I spoke, my tone firm yet tinged with curiosity. "Arnold, are you aware of the recent visitation by the werewolves?"He responded without hesitation, affirming his knowledge. "Yes, ma'am. I have been informed of their presence."My brow furrowed slightly, and I probed further, my voice carrying a hint of disappointment. "Then why did you not inform me earlier? When you returned from your hunting expedition, I expected to be informed, only to discover that you had already been informed."Arnold shifted slightly, his gaze dropping momentarily. "I apologize, mistress. I had intended to inform you, but upon my return, I realized that the news had reached you before I had the chance."Silence hung between us
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: Blood moon : Queen AinaAina POV:I prowled through the dense undergrowth of the Klovensteen forest, my senses heightened, attuned to every rustle and scent in the air. The moon, a radiant crimson orb, cast an eerie glow, infusing the night with an otherworldly ambiance.My heart quickened as I caught sight of a wild, fat boar ahead, its scent wafting tantalizingly in my direction. The chase had begun. With a burst of energy, I lunged forward, my paws propelling me through the shadows. The thrill of the hunt pulsed through my veins, guiding my every move.My paws thudded against the forest floor, each step closing the gap between the boar and me. My adrenaline surged as I anticipated the moment of triumph, the taste of victory that lingered on the edge of my senses.Finally, within striking distance, I sprang forward, my jaws gaping wide. The moon's crimson glow illuminated my feral form as my teeth sank into the boar's neck, the sensation of flesh yielding beneath my grip. A primal satisfaction washed over
Last Updated: 2023-05-21
Chapter: CHAP 79:{Death of a king}
{Mac Allister}{Thursday afternoon} _2pm I sat on the plush purple chair in my living room, relishing in the aftermath of my meticulously planned church explosion. The news reports were flooded with details of the incident, validating the success of my calculated moves. With each channel I switched to, the chaos and destruction fueled a sense of satisfaction deep within me.My faithful companion, the dog named Rogo, sat faithfully by my side, offering silent companionship in this moment of triumph. As the news continued to unfold, my phone suddenly rang, interrupting the serene atmosphere. Curiosity piqued, I picked up the phone and answered with a cool demeanor, "Hello, who is this?""It's Heretic," the familiar voice on the other end replied. "You did an exceptional job. You deserve a special reward. Come to my house."A smirk played on my lips as I weighed the options. While I didn't necessarily need any recognition or external validation, I understood the importance of cultiva
Last Updated: 2023-07-11
Chapter: CHAP 78:{ A king is born}{Abebi}{ Thursday {morning }I sat on my bed, my head resting on the pillow, enjoying the peacefulness of my room. Suddenly, Tony burst into my room, his face filled with sadness and despair. My heart sank at the sight of his expression."What happened, Tony? Why are you so sad?" I asked, my voice trembling with worry. The cold air blew through the room, adding a chill to the already heavy atmosphere."There was an explosion at the cathedral," Tony said, his voice strained. "Everyone is dead, including Mateo."My breath caught in my throat, and a scream of anguish escaped my lips. The news hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over me with overwhelming force. Mateo, my dear brother, was gone in an instant. The tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to process the magnitude of the tragedy.I reached out to hold Tony's hand, finding solace in our shared grief. The plastic chair creaked under his weight as he sat down, weariness etched across his face. We were both grappling with the
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Chapter: CHAP 77:{ Ash Wednesday}{Mac Allister}{Wednesday } 9 am"Hey, where are you going?" a church guard inquired, his eyes fixed on the substance concealed under the blue nylon in my hands. I maintained a composed demeanor, knowing that my every move and response were critical."Just want to see the father," I replied confidently, attempting to divert the guard's attention from the suspicious package.Curiosity getting the better of him, the guard insisted, "What is inside the bag?"I hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing my words. "Take a look. It's simply a gift for the father," I said, my voice calm and convincing.The guard cautiously reached out, his hand grasping the blue nylon as he pulled it open to inspect its contents. His eyes fell upon the innocuous sight of a neatly packaged bundle of bread, seemingly harmless and ordinary."Alright, move on," the guard permitted, satisfied with my response. I nodded in gratitude and continued my journey into the church.As I entered, the soft flickering glow
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Chapter: CHAP 76:{ the heresy of the heretic}{Mac Allister}"Oh Rogo, don't you know it's night?" I gently pushed my loyal dog off the bed. Rogo obediently trotted away, his tail wagging with a hint of sadness. I drew my eyes to the parcel he had brought me, and I reached out to grab it. "Thank you, boy," I murmured, patting Rogo's head as he eagerly licked my hand.As I read the words on the card that emerged from the parcel, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. "Wow, Tommy's burial," I said to myself, a sinister smile tugging at the corners of my lips. This was an unexpected opportunity, a chance to finally settle the score with Tommy and the other Mafia Dons who had dared to disrespect me.I switched off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness. The soft glow of the moon peeked through the curtains, casting faint shadows across the room. I settled back into my bed; the warmth enveloping me, and Rogo nestled by my side, his loyal presence bringing me comfort.{Tuesday}The morning sunlight bathed the world in a
Last Updated: 2023-07-11
Chapter: CHAP 75:{ we are family}{Abebi}I sat behind my desk, the glass background offering a view of the bustling city streets below. The tiny artwork on the table depicted wine being poured into a cup, a poignant reminder of the business that had brought my family success and now seemed to slip away. Mateo and Camelia sat across from me, their presence a painful reminder of the betrayals I had recently discovered.My eyes scanned the paper in front of me, though my mind was consumed with a mixture of disappointment and concern. "Our market value has fallen," I said, my voice heavy with sadness. I looked up from the paper, locking my eyes with Mateo. "How long have you shut down the factory?" I asked, a sense of urgency creeping into my tone.Mateo hesitated, his voice faltering as he struggled to find the words. I could see the weight of his actions weighed heavily on him. "Ah, hmm," he stammered, his gaze shifting uncomfortably. But I would not let him off the hook that easily. "I want nothing but the truth,"
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Chapter: CHAP 74:{ Carelessness}{Abebi}I lay in my bed, my hands gently caressing my growing baby bump. It was seven months now, and I could feel the baby's movements, a comforting reminder of the life growing within me. My gaze shifted to the large painting hanging on the wall, depicting a crowned figure. It reminded me of the responsibilities that awaited me as the new leader.The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. Books lined the shelves of my little library, and my reading desk beckoned me with unfinished manuscripts. The melodious chirping of birds reached my ears from the back of the house, adding a touch of serenity to the moment.Suddenly, the door swung open, breaking into my reverie. Mateo, my brother, barged into the room, his face filled with urgency. "Have you checked the news?" he exclaimed, tossing a newspaper towards me.I caught the newspaper, the crinkling sound echoing in the room. Unfolding it, I skimmed the headlines, my eyes scanning for any signif
Last Updated: 2023-07-11
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{C93: Betrayal: Part 1}Alpha Adrian’s POVA small, sharp smile tugged at my lips as the rough rope bit into my wrists. It faded the moment I realized Juana’s hands remained free.Then Linus stepped out from the circle of angry Kaza men. He walked straight to Juana and kissed her.She kissed him back.Something cold and heavy settled in my chest. I had trusted her. Fought for her. Risked everything for her. And she had handed us over with a smile.“Send them to the most secure cell,” Linus ordered one of his men. Then he took Juana’s hand and walked away without looking back.***The lift doors opened with a low groan. Guards shoved us forward into a corridor that felt wrong the moment the air hit my skin.It was freezing.Not the natural cold of stone or night. This was deliberate, mechanical, unnatural. My breath fogged in front of my face. The metal walls radiated a deep, steady chill that sank into bone.A massive machine hummed somewhere nearby, pumping the cold through the entire level. That was why t
Last Updated: 2026-09-11
Chapter: {C92: Tunnel vision}Alpha Adrian POVJuana and I pushed through the trampoline market at a near run. The air stank of sweat, cheap oil, and fried dough. Vendors shouted over one another while the crowd pressed in from every side. Myla stayed tight on our heels, scanning the shadows between the stalls.Behind us the Kaza gang’s voices rose like a pack of dogs. “Come out, Adrian! We know you’re here!”Someone had sold me out. Whoever that bastard was, I would find him and make him regret it.“Not now. Not here,” Juana hissed, her fingers locking around my wrist the second I shifted toward the noise.“Damn it…they’ve spotted us!” Myla’s voice cracked as beams of torchlight cut across the path. The lights swung wildly, then snapped off. A woman’s scream tore through the sudden dark…high, desperate, cut short by the sound of a struggle.Something in my chest went cold and sharp. “They don’t get to touch another woman. Not while I’m breathing.”I ripped free of Juana’s grip and sprinted toward the sound.
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Chapter: {C 90}Roxellena’s POV“Why is mine always different?”The words came out thin. Tears sat hot at the edges of my eyes and refused to fall.I picked the paper up again. The ink had already smudged where my thumb kept worrying the corner.West Side Open Market.Even the name felt wrong in my mouth. Worst Side. That was how it sounded every time I read it.Most of the other trainees had been posted inside Iron Pack land—known streets, known rules, known teeth. Mine sat outside every border. No pack. No protection. Just a market that used to belong to other beings, until the werewolves came and pushed them out. John had said it like history. It felt like a sentence.Footsteps stopped outside. The door swung open.Jess.She had been watching me since yesterday, ever since I showed her the paper. Concern sat plain on her face now.“How are you preparing for the long journey?”“I counted what’s left.” I tipped the little pouch so she could hear how little it was. “Fifty cents. It won’t last.”She h
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Chapter: {C89}Roxellena’s POVTraining had changed since Adrian left. What used to be disciplined practice had turned into a quiet competition between pack members, and the cause of it all was Jack.Alpha Paulo should have taken charge in Adrian’s absence. Instead, Jack had simply stepped into the role as if it had always belonged to him.“Psychology,” he said, standing in front of the gathered trainees. His voice was calm, almost bored. “Not everything is won through force or rank. Some things are taken with the mind.”His gaze drifted across the group and landed on Jess, who had just arrived. Her eyes were swollen, the skin around them raw. She still hadn’t recovered from losing Myra and her mate. The grief sat heavily on her, and everyone could see it.“You’re late,” Jack said.Jess froze as dozens of eyes turned toward her. She opened her mouth, then closed it again.Jack waited, letting the silence stretch until it became uncomfortable. “She can’t even answer,” he remarked, almost thoughtfull
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Chapter: {C88}Alpha Adrian’s POVI found myself on a narrow path choked by towering trees. The air smelled of damp earth and rotting leaves. Behind one of the thick trunks, dried leaves rustled.“Show yourself,” I ordered.Myla stepped out, chest heaving. Dirt streaked her face and her clothes were torn at the sleeve. She ran straight into me, arms locking around my waist as if she might fall if she let go.“He rescued me,” she whispered against my chest before pulling back.“Who?”“One of the old men.”“It wasn’t an old man. It was Juana in a disguise.”Myla’s eyes widened. “Really? That explains the voice.”“She told me to wait here. Said she’d come back in a few minutes.”“She told me the same.”We moved to the nearest tree and sat on a thick, exposed root. The bark dug into the backs of my thighs. Around us the forest stayed unnaturally quiet no birds, only the occasional creak of branches high above.Myla sat close enough that I could feel the fine tremor still running through her. I kept m
Last Updated: 2026-09-06
Chapter: { C87:The Karazine :Part Three}Alpha’s Adrian POVThe heavy beat of drums pulsed through the air, low and relentless, vibrating in my bones. I was no longer in the temple. Instead, I found myself lying on a cold stone table in a dim chamber thick with strange smells…bitter herbs, burning oils, and something metallic that clung to the back of my throat. Shelves lined the walls, crowded with bottles of dark liquids and dried plants I couldn’t name.A woman entered. Her clothing was little more than thin fabric wrapped tightly around her body, leaving most of her skin bare. Without a word, she began rubbing a thick brown paste across my chest and arms. The mixture was warm and gritty, and every stroke of her hands made my skin crawl.“What are you doing?” My voice came out rough. It was the first time either of us had spoken since she brought me here.She didn’t look up. “Sacrificial spices. After your devil of a father had Kara and her mate burned, people said her bird escaped the fire. Now the pack wants its due.
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