Chapter Thirty-SixRhea opened her eyes with a sharp inhale. She was back in her room. The ceiling above her came into focus as she slowly sat up. Her head throbbed painfully, and her heart was racing as if she had just run a marathon. Everything felt too loud, too overwhelming. The dream she had… no, it was more than a dream. It felt like a warning, a premonition.Her hands trembled slightly as she ran them through her hair. A plague. Something terrible was about to happen. She didn’t know where or when it would begin—but she had seen it, experienced the dread and horror in that place. The thought that she might be too late haunted her already.With a heavy sigh, Rhea checked the time on her phone. Morning. She had to resume work today. She closed her eyes briefly, willing herself to push through the confusion and fear. Right now, she needed to focus on the day ahead.Dragging herself out of bed, she went through the motions: a hot shower, brushing her teeth, and getting dressed. She
Chapter Thirty-Seven"Kieran, do you know what you're doing? They could die any minute from now," Daren said sharply, turning to his son with eyes wide in disbelief."Let’s see," Kieran replied coolly, not taking his eyes off Rhea. He didn’t understand it himself, but something deep inside told him to trust her—something unexplainable, something primal. He could feel the weight of her power, the pull of destiny. Rhea was no ordinary girl.Without a word, Rhea reached up and removed her contact lenses. A gasp escaped Anna's lips as the silver of Rhea’s true eyes was revealed glowing softly, almost ethereally. A sudden surge of energy passed through her like lightning, causing the ground beneath her feet to hum.She slowly raised her hand. Her fingertips tingled with raw magic. A small orb, no larger than a soap bubble formed above her palm, shimmering and translucent. It floated upward, glowing with a strange, unearthly light. Her gaze shifted to the afflicted pack members lying helple
Chapter Thirty-Eight"Kieran, they’re just suggesting possible explanations. A plague doesn’t just appear out of nowhere. And what do you mean someone is attacking us from the inside? The security in Golden Pack is airtight. If there were a threat, we would’ve known," Darren said, his brows furrowed as he tried to remain rational.Kieran scoffed, his sharp eyes burning with intensity. "You saw it with your own eyes. That plague wasn’t natural. Don’t fool yourself. Someone orchestrated it. And while you all sit comfortably behind this desk throwing around opinions, I’ll be the one uncovering the truth. I’m the Alpha of this pack, and until I find who is behind this, no one, no one will question my authority."He turned on his heel, ready to leave the council room, but the pack beta, his father’s long-time ally stood abruptly."This is exactly why we didn’t want you as Alpha," the man snapped, his voice rising with years of buried resentment. "You're impulsive, unpredictable. Always doi
Chapter oneRhea slipped into her red dress, the fabric hugging her waist snugly before flowing freely from her hips downward. She admired how the dress accentuated her figure. Her black, shiny hair cascaded down her back, nearly reaching her lower waist. She brushed it carefully, making sure every strand was smooth before leaving her room.Sliding into her slippers, Rhea stepped out and walked into the living room. Almost immediately, a small figure launched itself at her. She laughed softly as her little brother, Sam, wrapped his arms around her in a warm hug."Good morning, Rhea! I love your dress," Sam said, his tiny voice ringing with excitement.Rhea crouched down to his level, her smile widening. "Good morning, Sam. Did you sleep well?""Mmhm," he nodded enthusiastically. "That’s good," she replied, taking his small hand in hers. "Come on, let’s go see Mom and Dad."Hand in hand, they walked into the kitchen, where their mother, Danielle, was busy cooking at the stove. The sme
Chapter two"Then you leave us with no choice," the man said coldly, his voice laced with menace. He turned to the other men standing behind him. "Kill them," he ordered without hesitation.The two men nodded, their expressions emotionless as they removed their gloves. George and Danielle’s faces went pale as they watched in horror. The men’s nails elongated into sharp claws, their movements becoming more animalistic and swift. George stepped forward, determined to protect his family. He fought valiantly, punching and kicking in a desperate attempt to fend off the attackers. But it was futile. Their claws tore into his skin, blood staining the floor as they savaged him. Danielle screamed, her voice piercing and filled with despair as she witnessed the brutal scene unfold.In her panic, Danielle tried to run, but the men were unnaturally fast. They caught up to her in seconds. One of them grabbed her by the throat, silencing her scream with a swift, brutal motion. Her lifeless body cr
Chapter three.In a luxurious mansion, A guy walked in, he was dressed in casual outfit, his brown hair slicked backwards leaving just a few strands to fall down his face. He was tall, well built and also very handsome, his light brown eyes complementing his looks.Another guy was sitting in the living area, his legs crossed, he was sipping on his juice, his eyes focused on the television in front of him. The house was a definition of a modern house, nice furnitures, painting, from the looks of it, you can tell the owner is very wealthy."Got anything interesting for me?" The voice spoke, he has this deep masculine voice, a voice that could make a person shiver. "Yes Alpha." The other guys said taking a seat beside the Alpha, he was holding a paper to which he gave the Alpha, it was details of a girl, Alpha scanned through it before placing it on the table."Well, she was the only survivor, I don't know how she managed to survive with injuries, she got stabbed in her stomach, she's i
Chapter four“They look like the ones who came that night,” Rhea began hesitantly, her voice trembling. “They all had this scar on their foreheads, and they were dressed in black. I couldn’t see their faces clearly because they were covered.” Her eyes darted nervously to Kael, searching for some understanding.Kael leaned back slightly in his chair, observing her carefully. “Well, they’re dead now, and you were the only survivor.” The words hit Rhea like a thunderbolt. Her eyes widened as the implication sank in. “No... no! I didn’t kill them! I swear I didn’t!” she protested, her voice rising in panic. But then, she froze. Something clicked in her mind like the distant toll of a bell, and her hands instinctively flew to her head. Her temples throbbed painfully as fragmented memories resurfaced. She groaned and closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the onslaught of recollections.Kael didn’t move, his sharp gaze fixed on her. He couldn’t determine if she was recalling someth
Chapter five.Rhea opened her eyes, she felt so relaxed, her body laying on something so soft that it could keep her asleep for a long time, she sat up looking around. She was in a room, it was big and spacious with a bed, beside the bed was a dresser. It was painted in white, looks simple and nice.She quinted her eyes as the light from the window shone on her face. It was morning, she walked into the bathroom, wow it was nice and clean, the painting were white, the tiles were white, everything in this bathroom was white, she took a brush and brushed her teeth then took a nice clean shower.She stepped out of the bathroom, there was a mini desk area in front of the window, there was a neatly folded clothes on it. Rhea quickly put them on, it was a nice knee length dress, black in color, it was nice and fitting.Rhea looked at herself in the mirror, her silver eyes catching her attention, she sighed, she remembered all that happened the day before.She walked out of the room and desce
Chapter Thirty-Eight"Kieran, they’re just suggesting possible explanations. A plague doesn’t just appear out of nowhere. And what do you mean someone is attacking us from the inside? The security in Golden Pack is airtight. If there were a threat, we would’ve known," Darren said, his brows furrowed as he tried to remain rational.Kieran scoffed, his sharp eyes burning with intensity. "You saw it with your own eyes. That plague wasn’t natural. Don’t fool yourself. Someone orchestrated it. And while you all sit comfortably behind this desk throwing around opinions, I’ll be the one uncovering the truth. I’m the Alpha of this pack, and until I find who is behind this, no one, no one will question my authority."He turned on his heel, ready to leave the council room, but the pack beta, his father’s long-time ally stood abruptly."This is exactly why we didn’t want you as Alpha," the man snapped, his voice rising with years of buried resentment. "You're impulsive, unpredictable. Always doi
Chapter Thirty-Seven"Kieran, do you know what you're doing? They could die any minute from now," Daren said sharply, turning to his son with eyes wide in disbelief."Let’s see," Kieran replied coolly, not taking his eyes off Rhea. He didn’t understand it himself, but something deep inside told him to trust her—something unexplainable, something primal. He could feel the weight of her power, the pull of destiny. Rhea was no ordinary girl.Without a word, Rhea reached up and removed her contact lenses. A gasp escaped Anna's lips as the silver of Rhea’s true eyes was revealed glowing softly, almost ethereally. A sudden surge of energy passed through her like lightning, causing the ground beneath her feet to hum.She slowly raised her hand. Her fingertips tingled with raw magic. A small orb, no larger than a soap bubble formed above her palm, shimmering and translucent. It floated upward, glowing with a strange, unearthly light. Her gaze shifted to the afflicted pack members lying helple
Chapter Thirty-SixRhea opened her eyes with a sharp inhale. She was back in her room. The ceiling above her came into focus as she slowly sat up. Her head throbbed painfully, and her heart was racing as if she had just run a marathon. Everything felt too loud, too overwhelming. The dream she had… no, it was more than a dream. It felt like a warning, a premonition.Her hands trembled slightly as she ran them through her hair. A plague. Something terrible was about to happen. She didn’t know where or when it would begin—but she had seen it, experienced the dread and horror in that place. The thought that she might be too late haunted her already.With a heavy sigh, Rhea checked the time on her phone. Morning. She had to resume work today. She closed her eyes briefly, willing herself to push through the confusion and fear. Right now, she needed to focus on the day ahead.Dragging herself out of bed, she went through the motions: a hot shower, brushing her teeth, and getting dressed. She
Chapter Thirty-FiveRhea woke up with a soft groan, lifting her head slowly from the table. Her neck felt stiff and sore from sleeping in such an awkward position. She winced as she moved, immediately raising her hand to massage the side of her neck in slow, circular motions.“Gosh, that’s painful,” she muttered under her breath, gently working the muscles to relieve the tension. After a few moments, the discomfort lessened. She sighed in relief, glancing around the living room that was dimly lit with the warm glow of a single wall sconce. It was already late at night.Rhea stood up, gathered the books she'd been reading, and carried them to her room. As she ascended the stairs, her mind drifted back to the conversation she had earlier with Kieran. There had been something different about his tone—calmer, almost gentle. She was used to him being distant and cold, so his slightly softer demeanor had caught her off guard. He was still distant, yes, but not as cold as usual. A small smi
Chapter Thirty-FourRhea and Anna got smoothies, and after that, they returned home. Rhea walked into the house with the books in her hand. She took off her jacket, placed both the books and her jacket on the couch, and headed straight to the kitchen.She washed her hands and grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator before making her way back to the living room. She sat down on the couch, took a sip, and began flipping through one of the books.As she read, she noticed something peculiar. None of the books clearly specified who had attacked the white witches. The identity of the attackers remained unknown, even after the fall of Sylvaria. It also wasn’t stated whether Queen Madora’s daughter had survived or perished in the attack. That detail was completely omitted—as if her very existence was a mystery they were trying to erase.Rhea frowned, frustrated. So many gaps. She had a million questions, but none of the books gave her any answers. Just when she was beginning to get lo
Chapter Thirty-Three: They opened to the section of the book that discussed witches. As expected, there were different classifications—Black witches, White witches, and a few lesser-known subgroups. Rhea and Anna settled on the floor more comfortably, flipping carefully through the fragile, yellowed pages, trying not to damage the brittle paper.The first section was boldly titled:Black Witches'Centuries ago, Black witches and White witches lived together in peace and harmony. They were equals in power, bound by shared knowledge and mutual respect. For a time, all was well. But eventually, the Black witches desired more—they sought a power that would set them apart, a force darker and older than anything known to the magical world.''Despite the warnings of the elders, the Black witches delved into forbidden magic—ancient, chaotic power hidden away for a reason. This dark force was said to whisper wickedness into the minds of those who summoned it, corrupting their hearts, twisting
Chapter Thirty-Two:Golden PackIn a quiet neighborhood of the Golden Pack, a woman returned home from the market. Her arms were full, holding a bag of groceries packed with fruits, vegetables, and a few household items. The late morning sun cast long shadows as she walked toward her modest house, her mind already preoccupied with what to cook for lunch.“I’m home!” she called as she stepped into the house, kicking the door shut behind her.Silence.She frowned slightly. There was usually some sort of response, the sound of her children playing, her husband watching TV or calling out from the kitchen. But now, nothing."Hmm… maybe they’re outside playing," she murmured, brushing the unease off with a forced smile.She moved quickly, placing the groceries on the kitchen counter. She decided to tidy the house first before preparing lunch. She picked up scattered toys, adjusted the couch cushions, and wiped down the table, trying to shake off the strange chill creeping up her spine. The
Chapter Thirty-OneRhea shot up from her bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she gasped for breath. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her eyes were wide with fear as if she had seen a ghost. Her hands trembled as they clutched the sheets, her heart pounding in her ears. The pain in her head still lingered, sharp and unforgiving, like the last sting of a nightmare refusing to leave her alone.She looked around, slowly realizing that she was back in her room. The familiar surroundings brought little comfort. The soft hum of the ceiling fan, the glow of the moonlight through her window, the half-empty bottle of water on her nightstand—it was all the same. And yet… everything felt different.“What was that?” Rhea whispered to herself, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead.It had been a long time since she’d had a dream like that—if she could even call it a dream. No… it felt real. Too vivid, too intense, too terrifying to be just a figment of her imagination. The dea
Chapter Thirty: Rhea did exactly as she was told. After taking a warm bath, she gently reapplied the cream on her bruises. It soothed her irritated skin and made her feel less itchy and uncomfortable. The pain she had endured was slowly dulling, replaced by a growing sense of calm. She slipped into a light, oversized mini dress that hung loosely over her figure, and tied her hair into a ponytail.Once dressed, she walked into the living room and sat down to eat the food Aaron had brought from the restaurant earlier. The meal, though simple, tasted better than anything she had eaten in days. It brought a warmth to her stomach that momentarily silenced the lingering unease in her chest.After she finished eating, Rhea returned to her room, her body aching with exhaustion. It had been an emotionally and physically draining day. As soon as her head hit the pillow, her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted into a deep sleep.But her slumber was far from peaceful.Rhea’s eyes fluttered open.