LOGINAs Diego Rivas walked through the compound in the morning, the air was thick with tension and his steps were heavy with determination. He couldn't stop thinking about what Lucia Torres had said to him, her accusations and promises, which made him feel uneasy. He needed to find Mariana. He had to fix what he had broken; he couldn't let it all go.
A quiet voice calling his name broke into his thoughts. He turned to see Xavier Navarro, his trusted friend, walking toward him with a blank look on his face. Xavier said in a serious tone, "Diego, we need to talk." Diego squinted his eyes because he thought something was wrong. "What is it?" "Mariana's gone," Xavier said, sounding frustrated. "She's been hiding, and I have a strong feeling that Raquel Cordero knows where she is." Diego's heart raced. Mariana only trusted a few people, and Raquel was one of them. Why hadn't she told him where she was? "Do you think Raquel is hiding something from me?" Diego asked, his voice tense. Xavier took a moment to think. "I don't know." But the way she acts is a little strange. "She has been acting like she is hiding something." Diego's thoughts were racing. Raquel had always been loyal, but if she was hiding Mariana's whereabouts, why? Was it to keep her safe from him? Diego's gut told him something was wrong, even though the questions kept coming. He couldn't afford to doubt his friends now, not when everything was at stake. "Where is she?" Diego yelled, his eyes flashing with urgency. Xavier shook his head. "I don't know for sure, but I can try to find out." It will be harder to find her the longer we wait. Diego didn't need to hear it again. He turned around and was ready to leave, but then he stopped. "Keep an eye on Raquel. "Let me know if you find anything." Diego then walked away, his mind set on one thing: finding Mariana. He had to tell them everything. He couldn't let her go. It was getting late, and Diego still hadn't found Mariana. He and Xavier had searched the area, but it was like she had disappeared without a trace. He was getting more and more frustrated when something caught his eye. He stopped in his tracks when he saw something hidden in the back corner of the old family mansion: the heirloom chest his father had kept locked away for years. Diego had only seen it a couple of times when he was a kid. The chest was a piece of the family's history, and his father had never told him what was inside. Diego had always known that the chest held something important, even though he had never been told much about it. It had been passed down through the family for generations. Something he didn't quite get. Diego went up to the chest because he was curious. The lock was rusty, but it was still there. He thought about it for a second, then used the old key his dad had given him years ago. He hadn't thought to use it until now. Diego's heart raced as the chest creaked open. There were old letters, faded papers, and a very old book with a leather cover inside. He carefully pulled it out and felt how heavy it was in his hands. He opened the book to the first page and saw that the words were in a language he didn't know. It was very old, older than anything else he had seen. He carefully flipped through the pages, looking for something he could understand. His eyes got bigger when he found a part that seemed to tell the story of the Rivas bloodline, a story of power and betrayal, of a curse that was tied to the pack's very foundation. He couldn't breathe as he read on and found out a terrible truth. The book talked about a secret power that had been hidden away for hundreds of years. A power that has to do with the pack's future. The twins she had with Diego and Mariana were the key. The book said that having their babies would give them this power, but it would come at a price: one that could either save the pack or kill it. The twins were born into a cursed bloodline, and they had to either break the curse or seal the pack's fate for all time. Diego's hands shook as he slammed the book shut. His mind was racing. The twins. Mariana's kids. He didn't know what this meant, but one thing was clear: everything was linked. He thought he knew everything about his past, his future, and Mariana's, but he was wrong. Mariana, on the other hand, was alone in her small, dark room. The pain of the last few days was hard for her to bear. She had hoped she could forget about Diego and move on, but the truth was that she couldn't. Even though everything was going wrong, she still loved him. Her feelings were all over the place: anger, betrayal, longing, everything was mixed up in a storm that could have taken her life. A knock on the door broke her train of thought. She quickly wiped away her tears and tried to calm down before opening it. Raquel Cordero stood in the door with a serious look on her face. "Mariana, we need to talk." For a moment, Mariana didn't say anything. She had always trusted Raquel, but it hurt that she hadn't told Diego where she was. "I know what you're thinking," Raquel said in a low voice. "But you need to know that this isn't just about you and Diego. Something else is going on here. "More than you know." Mariana frowned, and her heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean?" What's up? Raquel paused before speaking, and her voice was barely a whisper. "There are things about Diego's past that he doesn't even know. And it has something to do with you. To the twins. The family line. Mariana, it's dangerous. He doesn't know what he's getting into. Mariana's breath got stuck in her throat. "What do you mean?" How does this affect my kids? Raquel moved closer and spoke more quietly. "I can't explain everything right now, but you have to believe me. There is a curse and a prophecy. And your kids... they're the most important part. You have to keep them safe and keep yourself safe. From Diego and everything else that is coming. Mariana's heart raced as she looked at Raquel. She had known that something was wrong with all of this, but this? This was too much. Her mind was racing, but before she could ask more, Raquel turned and walked away, leaving her with more questions than answers. Diego couldn't shake the feeling that everything was falling apart as he walked back to the compound with the heavy heirloom book in his hands. His bloodline was caught up in a web of darkness, with Mariana at the center of it all. He had to look for her. He had to explain everything, but what if it was too late? He saw Mariana in the distance as he got closer to the pack compound. She was standing at the edge of the woods and looked like she was about to leave. But then, something happened that wasn't expected. A person came out of the shadows and stood in her way. Diego's heart stopped. Valentina Ruiz, an Alpha who had always been a pain in his side, was the one. She gave Mariana a dark smile and her eyes sparkled with something much worse than just competition. "Valentina, what are you doing here?" Diego yelled, his voice tight with warning. Valentina's smile grew even bigger. "Mariana, you shouldn't be worried about Diego. The future is coming. And you... you're in the way.There was a lot of fighting going on around Diego and Mariana, and things were going crazy in every direction. The fighting made the ground shake, and the smell of blood filled the air. Even though they were hurt and broken, the pack fought with all their might. They knew that this last fight would determine what would happen to their world.Diego was in the middle of it all, and even though he was sad, he didn't give up. He was staring at Carlos Varela, the man who had been following them everywhere, and the old werewolves who had come to take over their world. Mariana was with him, and seeing her made him think of everything they had fought for: their family, their pack, and their future."Don't take the future from us!" Diego's voice was full of rage as he charged into the fight, killing anyone who got too close. He felt the weight of his family and his legacy on him, but he wasn't going to let it stop him. Not like this. "I will protect my family."Mariana followed him with her sw
The air was calm at night, and it smelled like wet dirt and the battle that had already happened. The land felt scarred, and it felt like the earth was holding its breath. Diego and Mariana stood at the front, looking out at the horizon where the last battle would happen. The calm before the storm was so loud."There are more of them than us," Raquel said in a low voice that echoed the fear that was spreading among the other pack members. She stood next to Diego with her sword in her hand. "But we can't stop. Not right now. Not after everything we've done to get it.Diego's jaw clenched, and he kept his eyes on the field in front of him. He felt the weight of the choices he had made in the past, the memories of every decision and every sacrifice that had brought him to this point. Everything was on the line: the pack, his family, and everything else.Diego said, "We fight," and his voice was steady but full of raw determination. "For the group. For Mariana. For our children: "We won't
Diego and Mariana stood next to each other and watched the old werewolf group walk in. There was a lot of stress in the air. Their lives were about to fall apart, but now they were on the brink of destruction and a strange new hope. The ground shook, and their footsteps sounded like the beat of an old drum as they got closer.A tall, scary person came out of the dark. The air around them was still because he was there. He looked at Diego and Mariana with eyes that shone with an unnatural light, as if he had known them for a long time. It sounded like the world was holding its breath when the wind blew."Do you know what's going on?" The leader's voice, which was deep and loud, could be heard across the battlefield. It was like his presence changed everything around them. What he said had meaning. "You've fought to protect your legacy, but it's too late."Diego's jaw tightened as he got closer, and he never took his eyes off the leader. He said in a strong and defiant voice, "We don't
There was no sound on the battlefield. There were no more sounds of fighting or battle cries, just the soft sound of the wind blowing through the debris. Diego and Mariana stood next to each other, their bodies bruised, bloody, and worn out. The pack was in the same state as the destruction around them. A once-powerful force is now broken and spread out across the wasteland that used to be a thriving area.Diego's heart was heavy. He had fought for his family and the future, but the cost of winning was too much for him to handle. The twins' powers, the prophecy, and the decisions they made along the way had brought them to this point, where everything was about to end.Raquel Cordero came up first, her eyes full of sadness. Álvaro García came next, looking worn out and exhausted from the fight. They, along with the other pack members, stood in front of Diego and Mariana with serious looks on their faces. Diego and Mariana felt the weight of their silent gaze."We've won, but what did
The battlefield was a total mess. Carlos Varela's troops were getting closer, and dark clouds were swirling in the sky above. As they got closer, the ground shook under their feet. Diego and Mariana fought together, their movements a well-rehearsed survival dance, but with each passing second, the burden of their decisions grew heavier.Diego's heart raced in his chest, not because of the violence around him, but because he knew that the prophecy had brought them to this point and it wasn't the salvation they had hoped for. The twins' powers, which used to be their biggest hope, now seemed like they would destroy their world. What should have brought them together could have pulled them apart.Mariana's face was dirty and bloody, and her eyes were full of pain as she looked at Diego. "We can't keep doing this," she said, her voice shaky. "Every decision we've made has led us to this point. "Are we ready to pay the price?"Diego could still hear what she said, but the sounds of battle
There was a storm of violence, blood, and rage on the battlefield. Diego positioned himself at the center, observing his pack's imminent devastation. Carlos Varela and his evil forces moved forward with unstoppable strength, tightening their grip on everything Diego cared about. It became harder to control the twins' power as time went on. Their wild, raw energy showed that they could be both heroes and villains.Diego's mind was racing. The prophecy had brought them here and promised them a future, but it also brought them down. The twins' powers, which used to be a blessing, were now going to destroy their world. Diego knew that this last fight was about more than just staying alive. It was also about the future of their kids, the pack, and the whole world of werewolves.He looked at Mariana, whose face was pale but determined. She was the anchor that kept him in touch with his humanity, his love for her, and their family.Diego said, "We can't let them control us," he said, his voi







