Chapter: 64: Disappearing actKali's POV I folded the last of my things — if they could even be called things — into a small canvas bag I’d borrowed from the storage tent. My hands shook slightly, though I told myself it was from exhaustion, not fear. The truth was harder to admit. My heart was hammering because this time, I was really going to do it. I was leaving.The satchel was pathetically light: a few clothes, a loaf of stale bread, my dagger, and the small pendant Ena gave me before I left home. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for someone who didn’t plan on looking back.Outside, the camp buzzed like a hive. The night air was thick with the scent of roasted meat and spiced wine, the glow of torches flickering against hundreds of laughing faces. Tonight was the mating moon ceremony — their biggest celebration of the year. Every wolf within miles had gathered here.And that made it the perfect time to disappear.I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, forcing myself to breathe. If I timed it right, I co
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Chapter: 63: Discovery Zara’s POV By the time the bakery closed, the moon had risen high—round, pale, and beautiful. It hung above the rooftops like a quiet sentinel, its silver light spilling down the cobblestone streets and glinting off the windows of shops and taverns. The entire town seemed alive tonight—laughter carried through the air, mixed with the distant thrum of drums and the melodic howl of wolves welcoming the mating moon. I stood outside the bakery for a long moment, hugging my shawl tighter around my shoulders. Dija and Suzie were already changing into their festival dresses in the backroom, while Max was waiting outside, impatiently tapping his foot. He spotted me and grinned. “You’re not backing out, are you?” he asked. I smiled faintly. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” “Good,” he said, looping his arm through mine and dragging me toward the square. “Because I’m making you dance at least once tonight.” The town center was a burst of color and light. Lanterns hung from every tree and pos
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Chapter: 62: To the mating ceremony!Zara’s POV The morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, painting thin golden stripes across the bedspread. I sat at the vanity, trying to focus on my reflection as I brushed through my hair, but my thoughts were already elsewhere—on the way Isaac’s shoulders had stiffened when I mentioned tonight. He was standing by the wardrobe, buttoning his dark shirt, movements slow, deliberate. The faint smell of his cologne drifted through the air, familiar and grounding, yet somehow distant too. “What are you doing tonight?” I asked, setting the brush down and glancing at him through the mirror. “I thought maybe we could spend some time together.” He hesitated—barely a flicker, but I caught it. His fingers froze mid-button before he cleared his throat. “Uh… I’m working late.” His tone was too even, too rehearsed. “There’s a lot to finish up before tomorrow’s meeting. I might not be back till morning.” I turned slightly in my chair. “All night?” “Yeah,” he said, avoidi
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Chapter: 61: Tour Kali’s POV The afternoon light had a honeyed glow as Aiden and I walked beyond the training field. The clang of swords faded behind us, replaced by the chirping of birds and the rustle of leaves in the faint breeze. He walked ahead at first, hands clasped behind him in that same disciplined stance of his, like even when relaxed, he couldn’t shed the soldier in him. “So,” I said, trailing slightly behind, “you’re really going to give me the grand tour?” He threw me a sidelong glance, one brow raised. “You doubt my abilities as a guide?” “I doubt your patience,” I said with a faint smirk. That earned me the smallest, rarest sound—a quiet chuckle. “You might be right about that.” We passed the blacksmith’s forge first, where two shirtless men hammered glowing metal into shape. Sparks danced like tiny fireflies in the air. The heat from the flames brushed my skin even from a distance. “This is the heart of the camp,” Aiden explained. “Without this place, our warriors would b
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Chapter: 60: Aiden to the rescueKali’s POV The world spun as I hit the ground, a cloud of dust rising around me. Pain shot through my ribs, sharp and fiery, but I bit down a groan. My lungs burned as I gasped for breath, every inhale scraping like sandpaper. “Had enough yet?” Vera’s voice carried above me, half mocking, half concerned. I stared up at her, blinking sweat out of my eyes. My whole body screamed in protest, but I forced my voice out, hoarse and stubborn. “No.” Vera sighed, shaking her head. “You’re going to regret this, sweetheart.” Before I could brace myself, she lunged. Her fist cut through the air, aimed squarely for my jaw— “Stop!” Aiden’s voice sliced through the training ground like a blade. Vera froze, her fist hovering inches from my face. A muscle in her arm twitched, then she slowly lowered it, smirking down at me. “You’re lucky, princess,” she said with a wink, stepping back. I lay there for a moment, panting. My arms trembled as I pushed myself upright, dirt clinging to my
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Chapter: 59: A little intense training Kali’s POV My heart hadn’t stopped pounding since Zara left my room. Every thump echoed in my ears like a war drum, each beat a reminder that I was living on borrowed time. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the faint shimmer of light bleeding in through the curtains, my hands trembling in my lap. Zara had seen the bandage. She had seen the blood. Dark, thick, corrupted blood. My secret wasn’t safe anymore. For a moment, I tried to convince myself that maybe she wouldn’t tell anyone—that the kindness in her eyes meant something—but fear was a wild thing inside me. It clawed at my chest, whispering that I was fooling myself. Mama Soraya’s voice rose in my mind, harsh and cold: “Trust gets you killed, girl.” If Zara went to Lilith, I’d be executed before dawn. They’d say it was justice for practicing forbidden magic. They’d burn my body and scatter the ashes before my soul could even rest. I curled up on the bed, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to breathe through
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Passion or Revenge
"I hate you Mason Livingston," I mumbled breathlessly, my knuckles wound tightly around his collar, as my knees threatened to buckle under me.
"I know," his throaty whisper threatened to undo the very last of my resistance. I had to resist him, I had to resist his kiss, his touch, his smell, I had to resist him. He broke my heart before.
"But just for tonight," he brushed his lips lightly against mine and the very last shred of resistance gave way. "Just for tonight Imogen, I want to feel your passion, raw and untamed..."
Just for tonight... Was my last thought before he claimed my lips with fiery passion.
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Imogen Grey wanted nothing more than to be loved by Mason Livingston, heir to the multi billion dollars Livingston empire. That was until he broke her heart in the worst way possible.
Six years later, fate brings them together. Now Imogen wants nothing than to ruin Mason Livingston and also to protect her 6 year old son from him.
But Mason is not the same playboy she knew six years ago. Now with everything riding on the line, Imogen must choose, passion or revenge
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Chapter: 63 - Engagement Party pt 3Imogen’s POVJules had been crying.And that was just as soon as Tristan took the stage, could it have anything to Tristan?Something must really terrible must have happened for Jules to react the way she did. Now I feel just awful for forcing her to come with me to the party. I just didn’t want to be here alone.I inhaled sharply, trying to swallow my guilt.When we get home and she is much calmer, I would have to ask her what happened. But for now, I have to get her home first.I made a turn down the hallway and bumped into a firm object. I had been so distracted by my thoughts that I hadn’t been watching were I was heading.“Sorry,” I muttered before the smell of whiskey flooded my nostrils. I took a step backwards and glanced up.My heart stilled at the sight of Mason. He looked miserable and drunk. He was just in his white shirt, still tucked neatly into his trousers, but the sleeves were folded and some extra buttons undone. No matter what stated Mason was, he always managed to
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Chapter: 68 - 911Imogen’s POVI exhaled, glancing out the window at the house that was supposed to be Leila’s. I had asked the driver to pack a few blocks away. Just in case.It had taken three rejection of invitation to tea and a whole twenty minutes of consoling Mrs. Meyers and assuring her that Leila’s life wasn’t over and eventually Leila would find love and happiness; before she finally gave me the address to Mark’s parent’s house were the funeral was and Mark’s home address, which he had shared with Leila.I could feel the cab driver’s gaze on me through the rear mirror.“Wait for me,” I muttered, climbing out the taxi, “I wont be long.” I hope.I began walking down the blocks, my gaze never leaving Leila’s house.Then I heard skidding sounds, without thinking, I dashed into the closest yard, pressing my back against the fence and hoping– praying – that the tree provided enough cover.The black SUV sped past, my eyes flicked to the license plate. LIVINSTN.Oh no. He fucking beat me to it!Shit! S
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Chapter: 67 - Concussed RescueImogen’s POVI turned in my bed, careful not to upset my head. I took a deep breath and a strong smell of antiseptics filled my nostrils. Lord knows I loathed being in a hospital mostly because of the grave smell of antiseptic that shrouded the place and also because people die here, every fucking day. The only day being in a hospital had not felt completely terrible was when I had my son.I heard the door creak open and before I could around, I heard Ollie’s squeaky voice ring out. “Mommy!”Even though the sharp sound echoed in my fragile head, I did not mind. For a moment, before I slipped into unconsciousness, I had been so certain I would never see my baby again. But there he was, holding a small bouquet of flower and smiling at me with excitement that only used when unwrapping a gift.“Hey baby,” I managed to say. He climbed into the bed and I held him, kissing his head severally.“Are you feeling better mommy?” he asked, staring up at me with the bluest pair of eyes.I managed a
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Chapter: 66 - Naked encounterMason’s POVI had not been expecting a thank you from Imogen, if she had been conscious she would have rather crawled out by herself or even get burnt in the fire than to have me help her.Seeing her lying there, unconscious had filled me with so much dread, just as much as the day I had found out that my mother had being abducted. If anything had happened to Imogen, I would have blamed myself for the rest of my life.I caught a glance of the doctor through the corner of my eyes and waved him over. The young doctor, with caramel skin and curly brown hair approached me with a wide smile.“Mr. Livingston, you are still here?” he asked with a hint of surprise in his tone.“Uh, yes. I had to watch over her,” I replied, stifling a yawn. “When can she leave?”He nodded. “Thankfully, there is no brain bleed. We will monitor her for one more day, then send her home tomorrow.”I nodded. Thank God it was nothing serious. I had feared for the worse, seeing the amount of blood that pooled on the f
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Chapter: 65 - Knight in shinning armor?Imogen’s POVI woke up to the soft hum of machines and the faint smell of antiseptic. The white ceiling above me was unfamiliar, and for a moment, I could not remember where I was or why I was here. My limbs felt heavy, like they didn’t quite belong to me, and there was a dull, throbbing ache at the back of my skull.I blinked slowly, trying to piece it all together. The sterile sheets. The beeping monitor. The IV drip taped to my arm.Hospital?Why am I in the hospital?Panic fluttered in my chest, weak but insistent. My fingers gripped the edge of the blanket as flashes of memory began to filter through, in fragments.I had been in Mason’s bedroom. Then Jules called.Then fire. The thick smoke. The distant screams. I had turned around. I remember that now. I had tried to go back—to get Mason.And then… nothing.No, not nothing. Something struck me. Hard. The back of my head. That must be it. That was why I passed out.I reached slowly to touch the spot, wincing when my fingers met a
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Chapter: 64 - Golden lightsImogen’s POVFire? How is there a fire?Thick palls of smoke clouded my vision, I could barely see anything that was in front of me or behind me. Just smoke and more smoke, accompanied by distant sound of screaming.I used my hands to cover my nose, not that it was any helpful. The smoke aggressively filtered into my lungs; my body shook as I coughed. I could barely breathe now, or even see, as the smoke had begun to burn my eyes. But I know if I continue on this path, it would lead me to the entrance door.I just need to keep my eyes open long enough to get there. If I passed out here, it would be over for me.Mason.He was drunk and back at his room, probably asleep by now. He would not be aware of the fire and could suffocate from the smoke or even burn to death if the fire engulfs the house.I whipped around, then froze abruptly.Would it be so bad if he died?He was a murderer not to mention trafficker. I should let him…. hope he dies. At least Leila would live.I coughed more fra
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The Lycan King's Game
His gray eyes twinkled with mischief.
“Are you scared Vee?” his throaty voice hummed tantalizing sensations down my spine and pooling between my legs.
I bite my lower lips an involuntary, harmless act, at least so I thought, until the resulting burning desire in his eyes and the bulge in his cargo pants said otherwise.
He wanted me, but that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that I wanted him too.
“I am not scared of you,” my voice came out as an embarrassing whimper. I looked away from the burning desires in his eyes, afraid that it might consume me.
Not that it mattered. I was already consumed by him.
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When Vee McKenna is kidnapped by the Lycan king’s men, she finds herself facing execution for the theft of a mystical pearl stolen by her identical twin sister, Vera McKenna.
The handsome but deadly Lycan King, Adonis Greyhound , has just one year to live and when his pearl is stolen by a half blood, he swears vengeance. But when he finds out that she is his mate and the only who can save his life, Adonis devises a plan to make her fall in love with him. But nothing in life ever goes as planned.
Would Adonis give up his hate for humans and embrace love? Or would he give up on what could be the best thing in his life all for a game?
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Chapter: 40 – The Handsome StrangerVee’s POV I munched on my toast quietly, looking out the window at intervals for any sign of Nena. She had been gone since noon, yesterday. I was getting worried. It reminded me of nights when Vera would disappear without a word, and I would be up all night worrying my ass off where she could possibly be. Vera. I hope she’s okay. I lost my phone so I had no means of contacting her. Maybe when Nena returns I could borrow her phone and call Vera. I glanced out the window and there she was, Nena, mumbling to herself. She looked upset, and she looked hilarious in those clothes. What happened to the clothes she had on yesterday? “Should you be out of bed?” was the first thing Nena said to me as soon as she entered the house. “I was hungry. Had to make breakfast.” She gave me an apologetic look. “Sorry I wasn’t here to make you breakfast. I got caught up yesterday.” “I can take care of myself,” I smiled, but I had to admit it felt nice to be taken care of for a change. “Yours
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Chapter: 39 – Pancakes, Bacon and eggsFang’s POV I watched as her chest rose and fell in deep slumber. Nena looked completely drained, with her skin paler than anything I have ever seen. First time transformation was draining and the most painful thing that anyone could ever feel, with all the bones in your body breaking, expanding and rearranging itself. It felt like been torn open from the inside out. I had not just experienced it, I have seen hundreds of young soldiers transform for the first time and I have also assisted Kene in training them and helping them control their beast. So I can say with certainty that this was her first transformation. The question is, why now? I adjusted uncomfortably in the couch. After the kind of day I had, I deserved to be in my bed right now. But instead, I have to sit in the couch and watch over Nena as she slept in my bed. There was a chance her wolf might manifest again, especially since Nena does not know how to control it yet. I sighed as I pushed myself to my feet and
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Chapter: 38 – Blood thirstNena’s POV My wolf was calling for blood. Fang’s blood. She wanted revenge for how he had hurt us. She had felt our pain all those years ago, she had felt the wolf bond been forcefully ripped apart by the one man that was supposed to protect us and preserve our sacred bond. As much as Fang had left me broken and alone, I did not want to fight him, I most certainly did not want to spill his blood. But my wolf was in control. She was too strong. I couldn’t stop her or morph back into my human form. Maybe if Fang remained inside his house, he just might be safe…. He stepped out. With alert eyes darting around, Fang, stood in the doorway of his house. His eyes found me almost immediately—wide, startled—but it only lasted a second. Then my wolf lunged. A roar ripped from my chest as we charged, the earth shaking beneath each thunderous paw. I could see his lips move, maybe a curse, maybe my name, but I didn’t care. Not me. Her. My wolf. She struck where his heart sh
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Chapter: 37 – Awakening Nena’s POVThe cave was cold, despite the flames that danced in the iron bowls lining the walls. The firelight flickered across the Helga’s face—her eyes were closed, her lips murmuring a chant older than memory, the kind that made the air feel too heavy to breathe.I knelt before her, naked, bare feet pressed against the rough stone, knees bruised from the hard ground. My fingers trembled in my lap, though I tried to still them. The copper tang of dried blood lingered in my mouth from the offering. My offering.This was a choice I made, then why was I feeling so scared.Tonight, I would either become who I was meant to be or die trying. Whichever way it pans out, I will accept it as the will of the goddess.The chant stop. I glanced up to find Helga staring down at me, worried lines framing her face. “It’s not to late to change your mind yet, Nena.”As tempting as that sounded, I had to do this. It was the only way I would be strong enough to defeat my enemies. “I want this.”
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Chapter: 36 - No limpAdonis’s POV “Your leaving?” “I am.” “I thought you would want to watch till the end,” he said, a hint of disappointment in his tone. “I have something important to deal with,” I said and began walking away. Kene followed behind me. “Your highness, I want to be part of the team going south to investigate the wolf pack." I paused, eyeing him from the corner of my eyes. I haven’t ev
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Chapter: 35 - The garden Nena’s POV The strange woman still hadn’t woken up. After I brought her home yesterday, I tried to reach Helga. I had even gone by her place, but it had been locked. I guess it had something to do with the unbound incident. I had to invite Lydia, a nurse and a former close friend of Ezra, to take a look. Lydia had tended to the woman’s wounds and injected her with some antibiotics and painkillers since her wounds weren’t healing on its own. It wasn’t unusual for Lycan’s to be unable to heal themselves. Only manifested Lycan’s could heal on their own, Lycan’s who could transform. The binding spell on me, meant that I could never manifest, hence I could not heal on my own. I had hoped that the woman would wake up before the end of the day, to at least tell me who she was and how to reach out to her family. Besides, I don’t exactly know how to take care of people. Heck, I have never had to take care of anyone or anything in my life, just my garden. She would be in better
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