Chapter: Chapter 157: Where the Heart LandsOLIVIA’S POVThe hospital room smelled of antiseptic and fresh cotton, the faint beep of the monitor steady as I sat up in the bed, my hands resting on the thin blanket, my body aching but alive. Five months had stretched since that night in the cavern, my belly now a gentle curve beneath the gown, the baby kicking soft against my ribs. Lucien stood by my side, his hand warm around mine, his dark eyes glistening with unshed tears, his thumb brushing my knuckles. Damien lingered near the door, his arms crossed, his jaw tight, the weight of the past days etched into his face. Alaric slouched in a chair, his boots propped on the frame, while Mara hovered near the window, her gaze soft but watchful.My chest tightened, my breath shallow as I looked between them, the words I’d held back for too long clawing their way up. I squeezed Lucien’s hand, my voice trembling but firm. “Damien, I need to say something.”He straightened, his hands dropping to his sides, his eyes meeting mine, steady
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 156: Letting the Light GoDAMIEN’S POVThe hospital’s waiting room buzzed with a low hum, the fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the tiled floor where I stood, my boots scuffing the edge of a chair. Olivia lay beyond the glass doors, her breathing steady now, the doctors’ voices a faint murmur as they worked. Lucien sat beside her bed, his hand wrapped around hers, his shoulders hunched, tears glistening on his cheeks as he stared at her pale face. My chest tightened, a sharp pang twisting through me, jealousy flaring hot as I watched him—his fear, his love, raw and unguarded. Alaric sprawled in a chair nearby, his knife tucked away, his head tilted back, eyes shut, while Mara perched close, her gaze flicking between Olivia and the door.I leaned against the wall, my arms crossed, my jacket creaking as I shifted, the weight of it all pressing down. Lucien’s return had shifted everything—cracked open a truth I’d dodged for months. Olivia’s heart belonged to him, always had, and I’d known it deep dow
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 155: Shadows of the FallenLUCIEN’S POVThe cavern reeked of blood and ash, the air thick with the metallic tang of death as I knelt beside Olivia, my hands slick with her blood, her body limp against the cold stone. The Lunar Eclipse’s red glow faded overhead, the torchlight flickering weak across the carnage—bodies strewn everywhere, cultists torn apart, the original Alphas reduced to lifeless husks, Selene’s shattered form a pile of dust in the center. Natalie lay steps away, her chest still, her blood pooling dark under her, Olivia’s claws having ripped through her in that final, wild surge. My breath hitched, my fingers pressing against Olivia’s neck, her pulse faint but there, her mouth stained red, her eyes shut as she’d collapsed after screaming for her mother.Damien dropped beside me, his pistol clattering to the ground, his hands shaking as he gripped her shoulders, his voice raw. “Olivia, come on, wake up.” I pushed her hair back, my own hands trembling, her skin clammy under my touch, but she did
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Chapter: Chapter 154: Blood and EclipseNATALIE’S POVThe cavern pulsed with a low hum, the air thick with the scent of iron and damp stone as I sat chained to the jagged wall, my wrists raw from the iron biting into my skin. The Lunar Eclipse bathed the chamber in a sickly red glow, the light seeping through cracks in the ceiling, casting twisted shadows across the cultists’ hooded figures. Olivia slumped beside me, her pregnant belly straining against her shirt, her face pale and slick with sweat as the ritual began. The cult’s leader, Vladimir, a gaunt man with sunken eyes and a silver blade—stood over her, his voice rising in a guttural chant, the words foreign and sharp, slicing through the stillness.My heart pounded, my chains rattling as I strained forward, watching them carve symbols into the stone floor around her, their knives glinting in the crimson light. A bowl sat between us, its edges crusted with old blood, and they dragged a claw across Olivia’s arm, her gasp echoing as red welled and dripped into it. Pain
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Chapter: Chapter 153: Echoes in the DustDAMIEN’S POVThe pickup’s engine growled as I pulled into the cabin’s drive, the headlights sweeping across the gravel, cutting through the dusk’s heavy gray. Alaric slouched in the passenger seat, his boots propped on the dash, a half-empty beer can dangling from his fingers. We’d spent the day scouting the hills, chasing rumors of rogue wolves stirring trouble, but my mind kept drifting to Olivia—her pacing, her tears, the way she’d dodged my questions since Lucien showed up. The truck jolted to a stop, and I frowned, my gut twisting as her car came into view, parked crooked, the driver’s door hanging open.I climbed out, my boots crunching the gravel, the air cool and sharp against my skin. Groceries littered the ground—apples bruised and scattered, a milk jug leaking white into the dirt, a loaf of bread torn open by some critter. My pulse kicked up, my hands clenching as I scanned the yard, the cabin’s windows dark, the porch silent.“Olivia?” I called, my voice rough, bouncing of
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 152: ChainedOLIVIA’S POVThe cabin’s wooden floor groaned under my restless steps, my socks sliding as I paced the living room, the late afternoon sun slicing through the blinds in thin, golden bars. Lucien’s visit three days ago clung to me—his eyes shattering at the sight of my four-month belly, his voice low with apology, the way he’d turned and left with Mara shadowing him. My chest throbbed, a steady ache I couldn’t shake, and I paused by the window, my fingers brushing the frayed curtain, my breath fogging the glass in short, uneven bursts. Damien’s boots scuffed the kitchen floor behind me, his shadow stretching long, and I spun, pasting on a smile as he leaned against the counter, his brow creasing with that quiet worry he’d worn lately.“You okay?” he asked, his voice soft, hands buried in his jean pockets, his dark hair falling into his eyes. “Been pacing like a caged wolf all day.”I nodded fast, my hand drifting to my stomach, the baby’s faint kick pressing against my palm. “Fine. Jus
Last Updated: 2025-03-31
The Professor’s Mate: The Moonborn Legacy
In the neon-lit shadows of Novela, Isabella Hart, a red-haired outcast, is drowning in betrayal. Bullied at school and abused by her family, her world shatters when her boyfriend spreads fake nude photos, driving her into the arms of a mysterious stranger for a reckless one-night stand. The next day, she’s stunned to find him—Sebastian Wolfe, a smouldering history professor and Lycan—standing at her lecture podium, his green eyes taunting her with their shared secret.
But her life is about to get even worse as Caleb Reed, a charismatic senior with a demonic edge, who hides a deadly mission behind his seductive smile walks into her life. Both men are mated to Bella by the Moon Goddess, their rivalry igniting a lustful, dangerous love triangle.
As Bella navigates forbidden passion and relentless torment, she uncovers a shocking truth: she’s a half-werewolf Moonborn, her red hair a mark of a rare lineage destined to destroy the BloodMoon pack’s evil Alpha, Marcus, and his Beta, Veron—Sebastian’s father.
With Caleb’s obsession turning violent and Sebastian’s secrets threatening their love, Bella must embrace her powers to survive kidnappings, near-death ambushes, and betrayals that tear her heart apart. When her long-lost father resurfaces, Bella’s fight for her throne becomes a battle for survival, love, and redemption. In a city where werewolves lurk beneath skyscrapers, Bella’s destiny will burn bright—or consume them all.
The Professor’s Mate is a dark, sensual werewolf romance, weaving lust, betrayal, and supernatural intrigue in a novel saga of a common human girl rising from ashes to claim her power as an Alpha in the werewolf realm.
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Chapter: Chapter 64: Love and Service
CALEB’S POVVanessa's eyes flicked to mine across Isabella's slumped form on the couch, her gaze sharpening like a blade in the strobing lights, a silent signal screaming now, end her. The party raged around us—bodies slamming in dances, cups shattering on floors, laughter exploding over keg challenges—but her intent hit me like a gut punch. Ragnar's words echoed, Veron's order overriding Father's kill command: alive, deliver her breathing. Father and Veron schemed together always, plans twisting like vines; if Veron wanted capture, Father agreed, or I'd be the fool caught between. Talon whined, compassion stirring unwanted—Isabella was innocent, clueless to her Moonborn fire, just a girl with red hair and scared green eyes. Killing wasted, but Veron's ritual? He'd drain her anyway, suck her power dry and discard the shell. Both men were monsters, their greed dooming her regardless.I shook my head subtly, mouthing alive, my hand clenching the cushion. Vanessa's brow furrowed, her
Last Updated: 2025-10-22
Chapter: Chapter 63: Trapped in the TrapISABELLA’S POVMy palms sweated against the car door handle as Lucas sped toward the Sigma Chi house, the Blood Moon looming overhead like a bloody omen, casting eerie red shadows on the dashboard. Dylan slouched in the front seat, arms crossed, his scowl deepening every time he glanced back at me, while Lucas drummed the steering wheel to some rap blaring from the speakers. I tugged at my black off-shoulder top again, the silky fabric Mom had shoved into my hands this afternoon, insisting it made me look "presentable." It dipped low across my chest, exposing collarbones and a hint of cleavage I wasn't used to showing, paired with skinny jeans that clung to my legs like a second skin and black ankle boots that pinched my toes. My red hair hung loose in waves down my back, fiery strands catching the streetlights, no makeup except the cherry gloss she'd smeared on my lips, making them plump and shiny against my pale, freckled face. I felt ridiculous, beautiful in a forced way—curves
Last Updated: 2025-10-20
Chapter: Chapter 62: The Fractured Mind
CALEB’S POVThe bass thumped through the frat house walls, a relentless pulse that vibrated in my chest as I pushed through the crowded living room. The air hung thick with the scent of cheap beer, sweat, and the sharp tang of weed, the kind of chaos that defined Crestwood College's fraternity parties. Sigma Chi's place was packed tonight, the wooden floors sticky under my boots, red Solo cups scattered like casualties on every surface. Bodies pressed together in the dim glow of string lights and strobe flashes, girls in tight dresses grinding against guys in polos, laughter exploding over the hip-hop blasting from speakers rigged in the corners. A beer pong table dominated the center, brothers shouting "Rack 'em up!" as balls splashed into cups, winners chugging with triumphant roars. In the kitchen, a makeshift bar overflowed with bottles—vodka, rum, kegs foaming over as taps hissed. Someone cranked the music louder, and the dance floor erupted, hips swaying, arms flailing in a sw
Last Updated: 2025-10-19
Chapter: Chapter 61: Ritual Shadows
VERON’S POVMy fingers drummed the scarred oak desk in my subterranean lair beneath the abandoned mill in BloodMoon Pack, the rough stone walls weeping moisture that trickled down like tears from forgotten gods, pooling in cracks where moss clung stubbornly. The air hung heavy with the coppery bite of old blood from sacrifices long past, mingled with the acrid smoke of burning sage and the sweet, cloying rot of moonflower petals I'd harvested myself under a waning gibbous two nights ago. The Blood Moon's crimson light seeped through a jagged vent overhead, bathing everything in a hellish glow that made the shadows dance like eager demons. At the chamber's heart stood the altar—a hulking slab of obsidian hauled from sacred pack caves, its surface carved deep with interlocking runes: circles for binding, spirals for siphoning, claws for extraction, all glowing faintly as if alive, etched by my own hand with a silver blade dipped in alpha blood. Enchanted chains coiled around its edges
Last Updated: 2025-10-17
Chapter: Chapter 60: Trapped in FearISABELLA’S POVMy boots echoed on the hardwood floor as I stepped into the house, the living room’s warm light a stark contrast to the cold dread knotting my stomach. Mom and Dad lounged on the couch, their eyes fixed on some reality show, the canned laughter jarring against the tension coiling inside me. I forced a smile, my voice tight, barely masking my unease. “Good evening dad, good evening mom,” I said, keeping it short, polite, my hands gripping my bag as I aimed for the stairs. These people—Karen and David Hart, who’d never been real parents—had always treated me like a burden, their neglect a constant ache. I wanted nothing more than to escape their gaze and hide in my room, away from their cold indifference.“Isabella,” Dad’s voice boomed, sharp and commanding, freezing me mid-step on the staircase. “Come back here.”My heart lurched, fear prickling my skin like ice. I turned slowly, my legs heavy, my pulse racing as I shuffled back to the living room doorway. Mom’s eyes w
Last Updated: 2025-10-16
Chapter: Chapter 59: Pieces of the PuzzleSEBASTIAN’S POV My heart pounded as Adrian vanished into the hospital garden’s shadows, his silver hair catching the last of the evening light. His words—Isabella is my daughter—echoed, a bombshell that shattered everything I thought I knew. My wolf growled, restless, as I stood frozen, trying to piece together the chaos he’d laid bare. Isabella’s father. The true Alpha of the BloodMoon Pack. Hiding in the shadows, bound by a curse to protect her from afar. My mind reeled, questions clawing at me, but Isabella’s voice cut through, soft and curious, pulling me back to the present.“Sebastian?” She approached, her new blouse crisp against the dim hospital lights, her dark eyes narrowing. “What are you doing out here?”I forced a smile, my hands clenching to hide the tremor. Adrian’s plea—Protect her—weighed heavy, but I couldn’t let her see the crack in my composure. “Just needed some fresh air,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt, my wolf urging me to stay calm.Her brow furrowed
Last Updated: 2025-10-14
Chapter: chapter 161: Epilogue II: A Legacy of Love and PowerChapter 161: Epilogue II: A Legacy of Love and Power The forest was alive with magic. Silver moonlight bathed the clearing, casting an ethereal glow over the gathered pack members who stood in awed silence. The air hummed with energy, a perfect blend of anticipation and reverence. This was no ordinary night. This was the wedding of two Alphas—an event that would forever mark the union of strength, love, and destiny. A ceremony that was held in the borders of SeaHowl and MoonLight Packs—a symbol for a united pack. Hana stood at the edge of the ceremony circle, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and exhilaration. Her gown, spun from silken fabric that shimmered like the night sky, flowed around her like a dream. Intricate patterns of wolves and moons were embroidered in silver thread along the hem, a tribute to her lineage and power. Her long hair was adorned with a delicate crown of woven flowers, their soft fragrance mingling with the crisp scent of the forest. She felt
Last Updated: 2024-11-13
Chapter: Chapter 160: Epilogue: Beneath the Endless StarsChapter 160: Epilogue: Beneath the Endless Stars A year passed in a swift blur, and yet for Hana and Jarrel, every moment together was carefully etched in the timeless landscape of memory. Hana had taken over the role of an Alpha and they had rebuilt their lives with dedication, each morning a fresh start, and each evening a quiet promise renewed under the glow of a full moon. Now as they sat on the hill overlooking their land, the same land they had once fought to protect, they found a peace that neither had ever imagined. Hana lay nestled beside Jarrel, her head resting on his shoulder, fingers entwined with his as they looked out over the valley. The gentle hum of their pack moving about below filled the air, the sounds of laughter, chatter, and life blending into a beautiful harmony. Hana’s heart swelled with a joy that had replaced the scars of old. “Do you ever think about how far we’ve come?” she asked softly, her voice almost lost in the cool breeze that swept through
Last Updated: 2024-11-13
Chapter: Chapter 159: A Promise and a Coronation Chapter 159: A Promise and a Coronation Jarrel paced in his study, the anticipation swirling around him as he glanced toward the open window, where the first light of dawn hinted at a new day. His thoughts kept returning to Hana, her courage, and the path she had walked to bring the two packs—SeaHowl and Moonlight—closer together. He could hear the distant sounds of preparation from outside—the servants bustling about, the echo of laughter and chatter as SeaHowl and Moonlight members mingled. Today would mark a new chapter, one where Hana would be officially named Alpha Moonlight. But there was something else, a deeply personal step he’d waited for: proposing to her, this time on her terms, out of love rather than destiny’s pull. Magnus entered quietly, holding a small, ornate box in his hand. Jarrel looked up, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety flickering across his face. “Is that it?” Jarrel asked, his voice betraying a rare nervousness. Magnus grinned and handed him the
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Chapter: Chapter 158: The Reunion Under the MoonlightChapter 158: The Reunion Under the Moonlight Jarrel stood in the castle’s open courtyard, his gaze distant as he stared up at the shimmering night sky. The moon hung full and bright above, casting a silvery glow over the garden. Beside him, Magnus stood patiently, watching his Alpha with concern. It had been months since Hana left, and while Jarrel had done his best to maintain a stoic demeanor, Magnus could see the cracks in his armor. “Don’t you think it’s high time you pay a visit to Hana, it’s been three months already, Alpha Jarrel,” Magnus said, his voice barely above a whisper as he feared for Jarrel’s reaction. Since she left he had found a way to bury himself in his study, attend meetings, and discuss the progress of the pack. After all the day's facade, after putting a fake smile for the pack to see, Magnus knew he still retired to Hana’s room at night to cry his heart out. Magnus waited for a response but didn’t get one, there was silence. “Maybe you stopped thin
Last Updated: 2024-10-31
Chapter: Chapter 157: A Moment In the Stars for UsChapter 157: A Moment In the Stars for Us The meadow lay bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon, the sun’s rays filtering through the towering oaks at the edge of the clearing. A soft breeze stirred the wildflowers, carrying with it the faint, sweet scent of lavender. Hana stood at the edge of the field, her breath hitching as she took in the sight before her. Jarrel stood in the center of the meadow, his back to her, the light catching in his dark hair and casting a faint glow around his tall figure. For a moment, she hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. This was real. He was real. As if sensing her presence, Jarrel turned. His green eyes locked onto hers, and the gentle smile that spread across his face was like the breaking of dawn. Without a word, he extended his hand, an unspoken invitation. Hana stepped forward, the soft grass brushing against her bare feet. She felt her nerves melt away with each step until, at last, she reached him. She slipped her hand into h
Last Updated: 2024-10-30
Chapter: Chapter 156: Down the Childhood Memory Chapter 156: Down the Childhood Memory “I don’t understand, uncle,” Hana replied, her voice quiet like the sounds of the water flowing by. Hana stood in silence afterwards, her uncle’s words echoing in her mind, refusing to settle. The man she was mated to—Jarrel—was her childhood friend. The revelation still struck like a cold blade to her chest, slicing through the layers of time and memory. “You’re wrong,” Hana whispered now, her voice trembling. Her fingers dug into her palm as if anchoring herself in the present. “It can’t be him. I don’t even remember his face.” Her uncle, a seasoned wolf with years of wisdom etched into his stern features, leaned forward. “You don’t remember because your parents forbade you from seeing him. They wanted to protect you from… from a bond they didn’t trust—A Sinful Bond. But Jarrel never forgot you Hana. He was there that night.” “That night” hung heavy in the air—unspoken but understood. The night her family was slaughtered. The night her pac
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Chapter: Chapter 170: Epilogue: Bound By Love, Strengthened By Wolves
FOUR MONTHS LATERThe morning sun streamed through the sheer white curtains, casting a golden glow over the grand dining hall. The long wooden table was set with an elaborate spread—pancakes drizzled with honey, fresh berries, and a steaming pot of coffee. The scent of roasted bacon and buttered toast wafted through the air, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my swollen belly as I listened to the chatter around me. It had been four months since everything changed—four months since I had finally found my place, my home, my family. Reed sat to my right, his hand lazily tracing circles on my wrist as he spoke with Callum and Asher. My husband. The words still felt surreal, as if saying them would wake me from a dream. The mate bond between us had only grown stronger since our wedding, the kind of connection I once thought I would never have. “Callum can you please hand her another plate, it’s been five minutes since she asked for it,” Reed bl
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
Chapter: Chapter 169: Unfocused lighten ELIANA’S POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.Not the suffocating heat of fear or the numbing cold of rejection—just a steady, comforting warmth. It wrapped around my hand, grounding me before my mind could even piece together where I was.Slowly, I forced my eyes open.Blurry. Unfocused. The light overhead was too bright, making me wince. I blinked rapidly, willing my vision to adjust.Where am I? The ceiling above me was a bit familiar. The room smelled different, too—clean, with a faint hint of something I couldn’t quite place. Not the musky, indifferent scent of the packhouse I had come to despise. Then where…?And then it hit me. The pain. The sharp, unbearable pain that had gripped my body before I collapsed. My breath hitched as the memories flooded back—the searing agony, my vision darkening at the edges, the sound of my name being called in panic. Reed. Asher. My hand shot to my stomach. Still round. Still full. A shuddering breath escaped me. My baby. My baby was s
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
Chapter: Chapter 168: The Lies That Broke UsMALCOLM’S POVThe air in the room was suffocating.Not because of the space—we had more than enough of that in this damn house—but because of the weight of everything pressing down on us. The truth. The guilt. The realization that we had shattered something that could never fully be put back together.Callum and I talked on the way back home, but nothing could’ve prepared us for what we were walking into. Eliana was upstairs, unconscious. Reed had carried her in like she was the most precious thing in the world, like losing her would rip his soul apart. And it would.Because of us.Because we had believed what we wanted to believe. Because we had ignored the truth. Because we had taken the pieces of a story that suited our anger and ran with it—dragging Reed down with us. And now? Now, all we could do was sit in this damn living room, suffocating in our own regret while Asher paced like a man on the verge of shattering. His hands ran through his hair, gripping at the strands. His
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
Chapter: Chapter 167: The Woman Who Owns My HeartREED’S POVI didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t wait for permission. The moment I saw her—Eliana, crumpled in the doorway, her body trembling, her skin pale and damp with sweat—everything else ceased to exist.I was at her side before my mind could even catch up, scooping her into my arms. She was so light. Too light.Her breath was uneven, shallow, her body barely responding.“Asher,” I barked, my voice tight with urgency. “We’re taking her out here.”He was already ahead of me, moving fast, clearing the way as I carried her through the castle halls. I didn’t care about the whispers, the wide eyes of pack members watching us go. I didn’t give a damn about their judgment or their curiosity. They had failed her. They had stood by while she was beaten, humiliated, starved. And now, she was barely clinging to life because of them. I would not fail her too. We reached the car, and I slid into the backseat with her cradled against me. Her head lolled against my chest, her face
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
Chapter: Chapter 166: A Mother’s PleaELIANA’S POVPain.It started as a dull ache, twisting deep in my stomach. I barely noticed it at first. My body had endured so much these past months—hunger, exhaustion, bruises, the sharp sting of words meant to break me. What was one more pain added to the pile?I thought maybe it was the weight of my dress, the heavy fabric pressing against my skin. That had to be it.I forced myself to stand, my fingers trembling as I reached for the laces of the gown. Each breath I took felt shallow, strained, but I ignored it. I just needed to change. Get comfortable. Then the pain would go away. I peeled off the dress, my breath catching as the cool air kissed my overheated skin. My body ached everywhere, my muscles screaming in protest. Slowly, I slipped into a loose gown, something softer, something that didn’t suffocate me. But the pain didn’t stop. I pressed a hand to my stomach. My heart pounded against my ribs. This was different. A sharp, searing pain shot through me, knocking the
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
Chapter: Chapter 165: A Brother’s ConfessionsREED’S POVI didn’t know what to do.My body felt too heavy, my mind too loud. I wanted to scream, to rip at my skin until I felt something other than this suffocating regret. But nothing would change. No matter how much I hurt, no matter how much I wanted to turn back time, I couldn’t undo what I’d done.She hated me.I’d called her a whore.I’d let my rage speak louder than reason, and now I had lost her in a way that I wasn’t sure I could ever fix. Eliana had always been strong, but the woman I had just seen—this new version of her—she was unshakable. And I had pushed her there. I had driven her to the point where she didn’t just refuse to listen to me; she didn’t even care to. I pressed my hands against my face, dragging them down slowly. My chest burned, and the weight in my throat grew unbearable. I tried to swallow it down, but it rose like bile, hot and acidic. I sucked in a sharp breath, but it didn’t help. Then, before I could stop it, my vision blurred. A warm line of w
Last Updated: 2025-02-21
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