LOGINBloodline lIFor what felt like eternity. The cabin had gone quiet again. Only the sound of rain striking the roof remained as the fire crackled softly inside the fireplace.Ember moved slowly across the wooden walls while Theo sat near the table, still trying to steady the heartbeats inside his chest.Grandfather?The word still felt strange in his head. Across from him, Elias stared into the fire with heavy eyes, one rough hand resting against the top of his cane. Age had touched him, but Theo could still feel the dangerous presence buried underneath the old man’s calm.There was still a wolf in him…Theo noticed it now, including the way the air itself shifted slightly around Elias whenever silence settled too long.The younger man from outside leaned against the far wall quietly, giving them space, though his sharp eyes occasionally drifted toward Theo with curiosity.Elias finally moved. Slowly, he bent beside an old wooden chest near the fireplace and pulled it open. Dust rose
Bloodline The man’s voice settled heavily into the cold morning air repeating it again when he attempted to take another step.“Stop right there.”Theo froze immediately this time. His boots sank slightly into the wet mud as his body stiffened on instinct. The narrow road ahead remained covered in pale fog while he stood motionless beside the trees.At that moment, only the faint sound of wind moving through branches filled the silence.The two men near the cabin he saw earlier had already shifted carefully into position.Theo noticed the younger man place a hand near the knife hanging from his belt while the older one kept the crossbow lowered but steady in his grip.Watching him closely. Theo slowly lifted both hands halfway. His entire body ached now as every muscle felt sore from exhaustion, cold, and the endless running. At a time like this he had to be careful. The dried blood near his sleeve tightened against his skin while the bruises from the estate still burned beneath h
Finding His True RootThe rain had finally stopped by dawn. Only the wet scent of earth remained behind as mist crawled low across the empty roads beyond the estate walls. Morning had arrived quietly but the silence carried no peace with it; there was still the leftover turmoil from the night before. Inside the estate the search had already begun again this time more vigorously.Cars moved through the gates one after another while armed men spread across the city carrying Theo’s photograph.Some headed toward the ports. Others toward the train stations and abandoned districts outside the mainland.Andre's instructions that morning had been clear, he wanted every corner checked.Victor stood near the front steps watching another trio disappear through the gates before turning toward the men behind him.“Search every checkpoint between here and the northern routes,” he ordered. “If Theo left the city, somebody saw him.”“And if they didn’t?” one of them asked carefully.Victor’s face
Angry, angry Alpha.The morning dragged heavily across the estate.As the aftermath of the rain still covered the windows in slow streaks while the clouds outside remained dark enough to make the entire house feel trapped in permanent dusk.Bella stood near the vanity inside Aria’s room staring at her own reflection without truly seeing it…She looked exhausted as none of them had slept.Aria sat curled near the edge of the bed with a blanket wrapped around herself while Eleanor remained standing by the window watching the courtyard below.Nobody spoke for a long while as it was as though they were all absorbing all of this.The silence between them no longer felt peaceful. It felt dangerous now…One wrong sentence and everything would crack apart completely.Finally Aria exhaled shakily.“We need to agree on what we’re saying.”Bella looked toward her slowly.Aria swallowed. “Because if he separates us…”Nobody needed further explanation. Eleanor turned from the window at last. “Andre
Prejudice.The basement beneath the estate smelled of damp stone, rust, and old smoke as water dripped somewhere steadily inside the darkness while a single lantern hanging near the wall threw weak light across the room.Marcus sat tied to a wooden chair in the centerBlood already stained the side of his mouth.One of the guards stood nearby breathing heavily from the last punch while another remained by the door waiting silently.Marcus lifted his head slowly as the door opened again. Andre stepped inside and the entire room stiffened immediately.He said nothing at first, his black coat remained soaked from the rain outside while traces of smoke still clung faintly to him… His expression looked calmer now but somehow worse than before.Marcus watched him carefully without speaking but one thing was fact from the way he trembled and it was the fact that he was scared.Andre walked closer. “Untie his mouth.”One guard pulled the cloth away roughly and Marcus spat blood onto the floor
No So Sweet Home.The rain had not stopped. It battered against the long estate windows while thunder rolled somewhere above the city, low and violent like the warning of something worse still coming.Andre stood near the fireplace with blood on his knuckles.Nobody in the room dared to speak while he stared at one of the guards who remained on the floor clutching the side of his face where Andre had slapped him moments earlier. Hard enough to split his lip open.“You lost them?” Andre asked quietly.That quietness terrified them more than shouting ever could.The men exchanged nervous glances.“We searched the docks again sir,” one finally answered carefully. “The fire spread too quickly and—”A glass bottle suddenly crashed against the wall beside him.Everyone flinched..Andre turned away sharply dragging a hand through his wet hair before violently shoving an entire tray from the nearby table.Bottles shattered across the marble floor instantly.“You let them escape,” he snapped.T
A Mistake?“Damn! Andre." He cussed as he stormed into the passageway that led to his wing.Theo found Amardi near the lower courtyard waiting with most of the servants long since withdrawn.Amardi stood with his hands clasped behind him, staring at nothing in particular. He did not turn when Theo
Chapter 22Unfinished TermsBella did not release her father’s hand until they were halfway up the stairs. It felt to her like he might disappear if she did.All of sudden she forgot he was to be blamed for her plight as she tugged on.Her father, though surprised, walked briskly behind her. “Wher
Lurking In Darkness.The corridor led back to Bella's room who was completely unaware of the conversation just underneath her window if she looked outside.She wasn't in her room anyways. Bella had remained where she was until her father disappeared beyond the curve of the staircase. Only then did
What Lingers in SilenceThe morning came quietly, almost too precise for a place that had known so much unrest the night before. It almost didn't feel like it even as the sunlight slipped through the tall windows in rays. Settling across the room in soft glitters.It brushed over the bed, over the







