Chapter: epilogueKahlan – Two Months LaterPeace feels strange.Two months ago, the place was a warzone filled with ash and blood. Now it smells like cut grass and fresh paint. The limestone has been scrubbed clean. The broken walls have been rebuilt. The scorch marks in the plaza are still there if you look closely, but they don’t dominate the space anymore.The school stands whole again.And today, it feels alive.Students fill the courtyard—wolves, witches, vampires, humans—standing shoulder to shoulder without tension threading between them. No whispered suspicion. No hidden sigils carved into sleeves. No one flinching at the wrong scent.Just people.In the center of the grounds, where the worst of the fighting happened, stand two new statues.Derek and Ramsey.I missed them so much. They’re carved from pale stone, back to back, weapons lowered but not forgotten. The sculptor captured them perfectly. The plaques at their feet don’t list titles or ranks though. Just their names.I stand there l
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Chapter: One hundred Ninety threeKahlan The ritual circle still smoked a little where the chalk had burned, the scent of scorched earth and spent magic hanging heavy in the stagnant air. The barrier was gone. There was no more shimmering glow, no more impenetrable wall of translucent light that had separated our world from the abyss. Just open land stretching into the distance. Soren lay in my arms, his body limp, a weight that felt far heavier than it should have if he was still here. His chest didn't move, remaining flat against the frantic pressure of my own heaving breaths. There was no heartbeat. I stared at his face—pale as winter marble, eyes closed as if in a sleep he had no intention of waking from—and the entire world narrowed down to just the curve of his jaw and the silence between us. He had given his life for mine, a conscious choice made in a heartbeat that felt like an eternity. He had stepped in, offered his own soul up to the hungry void of the siphoners, and now he was gone, leav
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Chapter: One Hundred Ninety twoSorenThere was no ground beneath me.No sky, no wind, no light and no darkness either. Just absence.I could not feel my body. I could not hear anything except my own thoughts. I did not breathe. I did not blink. There was no heartbeat in my chest. I understood it immediately.I was dead.The memory of the stone circle came back clearly. The carved symbols. The siphoners standing in position. The air thick with magic. Kahlan in the center.They were draining her.The Flame inside her was already unstable. It had always been heavy for her to carry. It exhausted her. It pushed against her mind. She never complained about it, but I saw what it did to her. I saw the nights she couldn’t sleep. I saw the way her hands trembled after using too much power. She carried it because she believed it was her duty.The plan had been simple in theory. She would drink the poison. It would force the Flame into a dormant state. Freya would extract it. Kahlan would survive. That was the promise.But the
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Chapter: One Hundred Ninety oneThird person POV The battlefield was surrounded by crumbling limestone. It was currently filled with over ten thousand warriors. Leading the center of the defensive wedge was Dylan. He was a mountain of scarred iron, his heavy plate armor coated in a thick layer of grey stone dust and dark red arterial spray. He carried a massive, two-handed poleaxe that he swung in horizontal arcs, clearing a three-meter semi-circle of space around him with every rotation.He had decided he would only shift when necessary. He needed to reserve his strength. "First Rank, brace!" Dylan’s voice was a guttural roar that bypassed the ears and vibrated in the chests of his soldiers.The front line—six hundred men deep—slammed their kite shields into the muck. The enemy, a surging wave of grey-clad conscripts and heavy shock troops, hit the shield wall with the force of a landslide. The sound was a singular, bone-shaking *thud* followed by the screech of metal grinding against metal. Dylan stepped into
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Chapter: One Hundred and NinetyAuthors POV The horns of Ephraim’s army blasted through the morning mist, a low, brassy dirge that vibrated in the marrow of the bones of everyone gathered at the barrier. Reports from the scouts were no longer coming in as whispers; they were shouted commands. The enemy was two hours away.In the clearing at the base of the glowing, opaque wall, the air was unnervingly still. Ava knelt in the dirt, her fingers stained white with chalk as she drew the massive ritual circle. Her movements were frantic but precise. She knew that if a single rune was misaligned, the siphoning would backfire and incinerate everyone within fifty yards.Baba stood over her, her gnarled hands gripping a staff. She didn't offer to help with the physical labor; her role was to anchor the intent. "The outer ring holds the drain, Ava," Baba said, her voice gravelly and thick with a suppressed tremor. "Inner points anchor Freya. Do not skip the binding sigils. If the Flame leaks, Freya dies before the barrier i
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Chapter: One Hundred and Eighty NineKahlan"For someone so young, you look at the sky a lot," Baba said.I glanced over at her. She was sitting on the stone bench beside me, her stick resting across her knees."For someone so old, you know a lot," I replied. "So how old exactly are you?""Do I look old to you?" she asked.I chuckled. "You look like you could outlive all of us."She smiled a little, but it didn't reach her eyes."I can't do it," I said quietly. "Sealing the barrier. The people on the other side... isn't there a spell to undo the damage?""There is," she said.Hope filled my chest so fast it hurt. "There is?""It's somewhere in a hidden temple, buried in a tomb. But we don't have the time."The hope left as quickly as it came. I stared at the ground. "Thanks for nothing, really. I don't know what to do."Baba hummed, thinking. Before I could sort through my thoughts, she swung her stick and hit me on the arm."What the hell?" I said, rubbing the spot."Does it matter?" she asked with a smile.She tried to
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The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman
“She is a murderer!” Alpha Dan roared. “That bitch murdered my son!”
I kept my eyes on the ground. It was safer that way. The entire hall felt like it was closing in on me, heavy with judgment.
“Only fools resort to such unruly grammar.”
The voice was calm. Controlled. Deadly ,for a moment no one said anything
“What did you just say to me?” Alpha Dan demanded.
“I dare you to lay a finger on her,” He replied. “You called me here for a truce. I can start a war just as easily. Besides, fools are highly flammable.”
Before I knew it polished shoes stopped in front of me
he came down to my level.
Warm fingers slid under my chin and lifted my face. My breath caught. His touch was gentle, but my skin burned where he held me. When I met his eyes, the world narrowed to just us.
“She’s from your pack?” he asked softly before tilting his head like he was making a decision
“Then I’m changing the papers. The name will read Violet Throne.”
My heart stumbled.
“And most importantly,” he said, his thumb brushing my jaw, “she’s mine.”
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The last thing Voilet expected at the mating ball was to be accused of murder.
Now she’s on the run.
To survive, she abandons her identity and lives as a man. She never planned to become a bodyguard and she certainly never planned to work for the most ruthless Alpha in the territories.
But the most dangerous part?
He looks at her like she’s the answer to everything he’s ever wanted.
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Chapter: One Hundred and Seventy FiveVioletI stood in the center of the dusty training arena, wiping sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand.My right shoulder was still sore from the gunshot wound, but the pain was starting to fade thanks to my fast wolf healing.Simon stood a few feet away from me, holding a pair of wooden training daggers in his hands."Again," Simon said, tossing one of the wooden daggers across the dirt toward my feet."I've already blocked your moves twenty times, Simon," I groaned, bending down to pick up the wooden blade."Dante isn't going to fight fair when he comes for you, Violet," Simon snapped back, his snow-white hair tied back in a messy knot. "Pick up the dagger and focus."I gritted my teeth, gripping the wooden handle tight as I took my stance.I rushed forward, swinging the wooden blade at his side in a fast, sloppy arc.Simon didn't even blink.He ducked under my swing with ease, spun around behind me, and swept my legs right out from under me.I hit the hard dirt floor with
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Chapter: One Hundred and Seventy FourDanteMy eyes snapped open, the harsh lights above blinding me instantly.The smell of bleach and sharp antiseptic hit my throat, making me cough violently as my head throbbed.I sat up fast, but my body felt like lead, heavy and drained of energy.I looked down at my left arm and saw a clear plastic tube taped to my skin, dripping liquid into my vein."What the hell is this junk doing in me?" I grumbled, grabbing the plastic needle with my right hand.I gripped the tape firmly, ready to rip the damn thing straight out of my skin."Woah, Dante! Don't pull that out!" Bret shouted, sprinting across the room toward my bed.He grabbed my wrist with both hands, shoving my arm back down onto the white mattress before I could yank the needle out."Get your hands off me, Bret," I growled, my voice rough and flat as I glared at him."You need that IV in you," Bret said, breathing heavy while releasing my wrist slowly. "Just sit back and relax for five seconds.""I don't want to fucking relax,"
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Chapter: One Hundred and Seventy ThreeVioletI woke up the next morning feeling like a giant train had run over my entire body.My right shoulder was throbbing under the fresh bandages, but the pain in my chest felt ten times worse.I stared up at the dark wooden ceiling, remembering every single cold word Dante had said in that video.Useless.An obedient dog.A quiet sob tried to bubble up in my throat, but I forced it right back down into my stomach.I was completely done crying over an Alpha who treated me like dirt and cheated on me behind my back.The bedroom door creaked open softly, making me turn my head toward the bright doorway.Simon stepped into the room holding a tray with a hot mug of tea and a small plate of soup.He didn't look like a scary killer today—he was wearing a simple gray sweater and dark jeans.What made me completely freeze on the bed was his hair.His short brown hair from before was gone, revealing thick, natural snow-white hair that matched my grandfather's exactly."You're awake," Simon sa
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Chapter: One Hundred and Seventy twoVioletI woke up with a sharp, throbbing ache radiating through my right shoulder. My eyes fluttered open slowly, blinking against the bright white light streaming into the room.I was lying on a soft bed inside a clean, spacious bedroom with dark wooden walls and high ceilings."Where am I?" I whispered out loud, my voice raspy and dry.I tried to sit up, but a jolt of pain shot down my arm, making me gasp and fall back against the pillows."Don't move too fast, child," a soft, raspy voice said from the side of the room.I turned my head quickly, my heart racing as I looked toward the window.An old man was sitting in a wooden armchair, wearing a heavy gray sweater and dark pants.What caught my attention immediately was his hair—it was completely, unnaturally snow white. Just like mine. Beside him stood a young woman holding a tray of clean bandages, and her hair was pure white too.In fact, two guards standing quietly near the bedroom door had the exact same stark white hair."Who
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Chapter: One Hundred and Seventy OneVioletThree full days sitting alone in this empty vacation house was torture.I paced around the silent living room, staring down at my phone screen for the hundredth time today.There were zero missed calls, zero text messages, and no sign of Dante."Is he seriously ignoring me on purpose?" I asked myself, throwing the quiet phone onto the soft couch cushion.I thought back to how he held me against his study desk, making all those grand speeches about missing me and begging for thirty days.Yet the second I moved out to this remote lake house to recover in peace, he went ghost on me."I can't just sit in this quiet forest doing nothing forever, Nala," I grumbled out loud, crossing my arms over my chest."He's probably just busy dealing with Gwen and the elders," Nala offered softly in my head. "You know how crazy things are back at the pack house right now.""I don't care how crazy things are," I muttered back, staring out the window at the tall trees. "He could have sent a simple
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Chapter: Hundred and SeventyDanteI pulled the SUV into the pack house driveway, cutting the engine before the dust even settled.Bret hopped out of the passenger side and yanked the back door open, dragging Morgana out by her iron-cuffed wrists."Get her down to the sub-level cells," I told Bret as I stepped out into the night air. "Keep her separate from Doctor Evans so they can't coordinate a lie.""Got it," Bret said, hauling the trembling witch toward the side basement entrance. "She won't make a peep."I marched straight through the front doors of the pack house, my boots echoing heavily off the marble floor.Ted was standing near the main staircase waiting for me."Did you send out the notice?" I asked, stopping right in front of him."Yeah, Alpha," Ted nodded. "All five council elders are already assembling in the high chamber, along with Gwen and her father.""Good," I said, a dark wave of satisfaction washing over me. "Are my personal enforcers posted at every door?""Every exit is locked down tight,"
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Chapter: TwelveKiara No. I would have said it but the knowing smile on his face told me he already knew my answer. So instead of responding, I walked over and took a seat across from him. “Well, you know how dances work. You run a club. It won't be cheap.” I said forcing my tone to remain non-chalant but his smile only grew and that dimple deepened , I quickly looked away before I embarrassed myself and started blushing. Keeping my attention on the club below was safer. The strippers moved around the poles while men shoved cash into their clothes without a second thought. I needed that money….I needed Five thousand dollars between now and tomorrow, Telling Kade wasn't really an option added to the fact he'll probably say no, he'd ask questions about why I suddenly needed a huge amount and I would much rather keep my sister out of this…so I don't need him involved in problems about her. The fewer people who knew about her, the better… besides, a small part of me was curious… I wanted to see
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Chapter: ElevenKiaraI literally ran away from Cara earlier today,I ran like my ass was on fire because no matter how much I wanted my freedom there was no way I was helping Cara.For starters, I couldn't do that to Maya. She's been my best friend for years and my only real friend. It was bad enough that I'm married to her father, but sending her to prison too?My stomach tightened.We might have our differences but Kade... he's the father of my baby. I don't want him involved in our lives, that much is true, but that doesn't mean I want him locked up either. He's Carlo's eldest son. Who's to say they wouldn't decide he was just as guilty as his father?And Marcello?Marcello wouldn't survive a day in prison.I hate Carlo,not his children.“Penny for your thoughts?”I blinked and realized Marcello was looking at me.He was leading me through a surprisingly clear path toward the club which was understandable because we were taking the back entrance but it looked just as luxurious as the front just wi
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Chapter: TenKiara A chuckle slipped past my lips. A real one. The first one since I got married. I watched as Marcello carefully added more steamed milk foam to my coffee before sliding the cup toward me across the kitchen island. “Your foam dragon,” he announced proudly. I looked down. It was literally two blobs of foam sitting on top of my coffee. A laugh escaped me anyway. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” he said in what I was pretty sure was supposed to be a French accent. “You have to imagine it.” “Or it's just a blob,” I replied, hiding my smile behind the cup before taking a sip. “Yeah, it's a blob.” He said as he slid onto the stool beside me. I chuckled again. “It's nice to finally meet you, though,” I said. “I've been Maya's best friend for years and somehow never met you in person. She did mention you were fun to be around and that...” I sucked in a breath. “That I party too much to stay in one place.” We spoke at the exact same time. I blinked.
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Chapter: NineKiara's Pov My heart started drumming against my chest again. I turned around to see Kade standing there. His eyes were hard, fully focused on me—specifically on the spot where the security guard had been about to touch me. "I'm sorry, sir. Orders from the Don," the guard said, sounding hesitant. "I’m giving a new one," Kade snapped, his presence commanding and dangerous. "Spend an hour behind and we are headed to her room." Before the words fully made sense to me, Kade reached out and tugged me toward him. His grip was firm, leaving no room for argument. We started heading toward my wing of the house. I stayed silent until we were well out of earshot of the guard, but the moment we were in the privacy of the secondary hallway, I started to thrash. "Let me go!" I hissed, twisting in his grip. It was like trying to move a mountain. His hand didn't budge. "I'll scream if you don't let go!" I shouted. He let go instantly, but he didn't back away. He loomed over me, his shadow s
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Chapter: EightKiara’s POV My heart hammered against my ribs like it was a trapped bird as I stood in the silence of the corridor. Carlo’s hand was on the knob. I was frozen. Every instinct in me screamed at me to run, but there was nowhere to run . I was caught between a rock and a hard place. 'What the hell am I supposed to do?' I stared at the door, waiting for it to open, waiting for my life to end. I gripped the handles of the bag so hard the leather bit into my palms. But before the door could swing open, a third voice joined them. "Pops!" a male voice shouted from the hallway. I heard Carlo groan on the other side of the door. The sound was distinct, heavy with the irritation he reserved for his family. I saw a figure step into the line of the security camera's view. He was tall, blonde, and possessed a laid-back posture that felt entirely out of place in this house. I knew him. Everyone knew him. He was Marcello, Carlo’s second child. "I've missed you, Pops," Marcello said. H
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Chapter: SevenKiara’s PovKade stopped mid-step, turning slowly with a dark, conflicted expression. “What?”“Kiss me,” I repeated.He crossed the space between us in two strides and before I could process it, his hand was wrapped around my throat—not threatening, but close enough that my pulse hammered against his palm like it was trying to escape him.His eyes were black with everything ugly we’d ever been to each other. “You’re disrupting everything in my life.”Like he isn’t doing the exact same thing to me. We might as well fall in this hole together.“Kiss me, Kade.”“You’re a fucking nuisance.” His fingers tightened. “I hate you.”I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his cock—hard as steel, throbbing like it hated me right back. He groaned, low and furious.“You sure feel like you hate me…”The words weren’t even all the way out before he slammed his mouth down on mine.Kade kissed like he wanted to punish me for every scar we’d left on each other—angry, brutal, all teeth and fury.
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