Chapter: CHAPTER 4: I Was… DeadI jumped so hard I nearly dropped dead right there. My heart slammed against my ribs, and for a second I couldn’t even breathe. The voice was rough, deep, impatient and definitely female. My eyes flew to the open doorway, but all I saw was darkness. Just shadows shifting against that weak, blinking yellow light. “W–what?” Before I could even finish asking, a hand shot out of the darkness and grabbed me. I didn’t even have time to scream before I was yanked off feet and dragged inside the bus. My shoes scraped the metal steps as I kicked and twisted, panic exploding through me like fire. “Let me go!” I yelled, thrashing against the grip. Whoever it was, they were strong. My elbow slammed into something solid, and I heard a loud grunt. “Ow! You little bitch!” her voice snapped, furious. Before I could even process it, she shoved me. My back hit one of the metal seats so hard that it knocked the air right out of me. I gasped, clutching my ribs, the breath burning in my throat as
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3: Get The Fuck In!❁✿❀ When I opened my eyes, everything was… quiet. Too quiet. For a moment, I just lay there, blinking up at a cracked ceiling I didn’t recognize. Where the hell was I? I pushed myself up slowly, wincing as my muscles protested. The floor under me was hard and rough, littered with dust and old paper cups. I glanced around, and that’s when I realized — I was in a bus station. Or what used to be one. Rows of empty metal benches stretched out ahead of me, half-bent and rusted. The ticket counter was shattered, its glass cracked in spiderweb patterns. Faded posters clung to the walls, their corners peeling. One of them still read “Travel the Country!” in cheerful red letters, but the colors were so washed out it looked like a ghost of its former self. And there was no one else here. Not a single fucking soul. Just the faint whisper of wind sneaking through broken windows. I swallowed hard, my heart thudding faster. “What the…” My voice came out hoarse as I spoke, almost foreig
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2: Pitiful Way To Go At first, I thought I was imagining it. Maybe it was the TV. Maybe one of those dumb action movies he liked where everyone’s always grunting and fighting.But no.That wasn’t… fighting.That was definitely moaning.My stomach twisted. I blinked, frozen for a second, my brain scrambling to make sense of it.Wait?God!Don’t tell me he’s seriously watching porn again?The irritation flared up fast, drowning the unease that was starting to crawl under my skin. We’d already fought about that — about how disconnected we’d become, about how instead of talking to me, he’d rather spend time in front of a screen getting off to strangers.“Unbelievable,” I muttered, my jaw tightening.Annoyed, I marched the rest of the way down the hall, clutching his jeans in one hand like evidence, ready to burst in and yell something well-deserved about boundaries and respect and maybe about how I was tired of feeling like a roommate instead of a girlfriend.But then I reached the door.The moaning was loude
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1: Boo!-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-Boo!I jumped so hard I almost dropped the stack of papers in my hand. My heart practically shot out of my chest before I realized who it was.“Jesus, Tori,” I muttered, pressing a hand to my chest, my pulse still hammering. “You scared the hell out of me.”She burst into laughter, clutching her stomach like it was the funniest thing in the world. “Oh my God, your face! You looked like you just saw a ghost.”I rolled my eyes, trying to play it off, even though I could still feel the adrenaline fizzing through my veins. “Yeah, hilarious. You almost gave me a heart attack. I swear, one day I’m going to drop dead and it’ll be on you.”“Oh, come on,” she scoffed out, still chuckling. “You’re such a scaredy-cat.”I gave her a look over my shoulder as I started gathering my things from the desk — my tote bag, my half-empty coffee cup, the files I was supposed to look over tonight but knew damn well I wasn’t going to. “Scaredy-cat? Please. You try working in this creepy office af
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Chapter: Prologue The Devil Always Collects °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･They say when you make a deal with the devil, you never walk away clean. I just didn’t think the price would come drenched in blood, whispering my name like it meant salvation. “Please… don’t leave me like this,” he begged. Blood slicked his hands, dripping down his wrists, staining the floor like a confession no one could dare wash away. The smell of iron filled the room, clinging to the back of my throat until I could taste it. “I’ll do anything for you, Leah. Anything.” He took a shaky step closer, his boots sliding a little on the red mess between us. I wanted to move back, to put space between us and what he had done, but my legs felt welded to the floor. He reached out, fingers trembling, and caught my chin between them. The warmth of his touch smeared blood across my skin. “See?” he breathed out, smiling. “You don’t have to be afraid anymore. I fixed it. I fixed everything.” There was pride in his voice, twisted and chil
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Chapter: CHAPTER 202: Get Off Me!… A hand shot out of nowhere and grabbed me.It yanked me backward so violently my shoulder nearly popped out of its socket. I screamed, twisting, kicking, anything, but the grip was like iron. My elbow connected with something solid — a chest maybe — but whoever it was didn’t even flinch. The next thing I knew, I was slammed against the wall so hard the air was punched clean out of my lungs.I hit the ground, coughing, the edges of my vision blurring. The taste of dust and blood filled my mouth. My ears rang from the impact.And then I saw her.Red hair — bright, wild, and absolutely unmistakable. For a second, my brain scrambled, trying to remember the name. “Mary?” I croaked, blinking through the pain. “No, wait—Maria? No… Mallory?”Her lips curved into an irritated smirk. “Still sharp-tongued, I see.”I pushed myself up, hissing as pain shot through my back. “Well, you didn’t exactly give me a soft landing,” I rasped, dusting off my palms.“Good to see you alive, Camila,” she sai
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Chapter: CHAPTER 201: No Answer My chest tightened. I hated that silence more than I hated noise because silence meant ‘waiting’, and waiting meant ‘something’ was coming.I pressed my forehead against the cold glass and sighed. Maybe it wasn’t a fight, maybe it was just… I don’t know, a heated discussion? But I’d seen the tension in his shoulders that told me he wasn’t expecting a friendly chat.Then it happened.The first sound wasn’t even loud — just a rumble that made the floor beneath my feet tremble slightly, like the walls had taken a deep breath. Then came the explosion.It was deafening.A flash of light cut through the edges of the window, and a blast of heat rolled in right after it, rattling the panes so hard I thought they might shatter. My heart stopped — literally stopped — before slamming back into rhythm, faster, and harder.“Oh my God,” I whispered, stumbling backward.Smoke. I could see it from the window now. Thick, dark, rising in the distance like a storm cloud. And then came the screams — no
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Chapter: CHAPTER 200: Safe From What?By the time we got back inside, the sun had shifted enough that the light pouring through the tall windows had turned warm and honey-colored, spilling across the floor in golden lines. Ethan’s hand was still wrapped around mine as we walked through the hall. My palm was warm and a little sweaty, but he didn’t let go. Not even when a servant came scurrying down the corridor, breathless, her head bowed so low I thought she might actually trip on her own dress.“Sir Ethan,” she said quickly, voice shaking. “The Alpha requests your presence in the main hall. He says it’s urgent.”Ethan stopped mid-stride, his thumb still brushing over my hand, but his whole body seemed to stiffen.Of course it had to be now.He took a slow breath, his jaw flexing once, twice. “Who’s with him?” he asked, his tone deceptively calm.The servant hesitated. “Mr. Greg.”Greg. And my father.Ethan’s lips pressed into a thin line. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just looked at the girl with that cold, measu
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Chapter: CHAPTER 199: Do I?The air between us stilled, and I felt my chest tighten. “Please don’t say that,” I whispered before I could stop myself. “Don’t—don’t make it sound like something’s about to happen. Like we’re…”“On borrowed time?” he finished for me, smiling faintly. It wasn’t the kind of smile that comforted you — it was the kind that broke your heart a little, because you could tell he was trying to make light of something that wasn’t light at all.I hated that smile.“Ethan, I’m serious,” I said, pulling back just enough to see his face properly. “Can you not talk like we’re about to walk into a battlefield?”He studied me quietly for a few seconds, his eyes softening. Then he exhaled, almost like he was surrendering. “Alright. I won’t say it.”“Good,” I muttered, though my heart was still pounding.But then, instead of stepping away, he tilted his head toward the door and said, “Come on.”I blinked. “What?”“Follow me.”“To the west wing? Already?”His grin returned, a little more genuine this t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 198: Because Of MeBy the time the door finally creaked open after what felt like for ever, my nerves were already frayed thin. I jumped to my feet so fast that my sore legs nearly gave out. “Ethan,” I breathed, relief spilling out of me before I could help it. He stepped in quietly, his hair slightly messy. He shut the door behind him with a soft click. “You’re okay,” I breathed, relief flooding me. “What happened? I saw you down there…” He raised a hand, the faintest smile tugging at his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I know. I figured you’d peek.” I crossed my arms, trying not to sound defensive. “You told me to stay inside, not to go blind.” That earned me a quiet chuckle, but it faded fast. He walked over to me, and the closer he got, the clearer it was that something was eating at him. When he stopped in front of me, I reached up instinctively, brushing my fingers against his wrist. “Ethan, talk to me. What’s going on? You and my father—what happened?” He hesitated, exhaled, and fina
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Chapter: CHAPTER 197: What’s Going On?I waited. At first, it was fine. The kind of waiting that feels temporary — like he’d be back in a minute, maybe two. I sat on the bed with my knees pulled to my chest, picking at the edge of the blanket, staring at the door like it might suddenly swing open and Ethan would walk in, shrugging like, false alarm. But minutes turned into what felt like hours. Time sort of stretched weirdly when you were alone with your thoughts, especially when those thoughts included Ethan’s father being somewhere on the other side of the walls. The packhouse was too quiet. That was what unnerved me first. Usually, there were faint sounds — laughter echoing from the yard, footsteps, someone shouting orders in the distance — but now, it felt like the entire building was holding its breath. I tried to distract myself. Pulled the sheet tighter, sat cross-legged on the bed, and picked at a loose thread on the blanket. I even tried to tell myself that maybe it wasn’t a big deal. Maybe Ethan’s father wa
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