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Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty Six - Epilogue - Kendric's POV
Years pass and the weight of death becomes a memory. Not a burden.We never speak of the veil or what we’ve seen, unless the stars dim in the night sky in a strange way, or when the children ask why their parents bear the kinds of scars that aren’t from training with other wolves. We tell them the truth, in small pieces that they understand. That their mother fought beyond life, and their father once clawed his way back from the edge of madness.That love, when it’s real, doesn’t just survive. It returns for those they love.The pack has healed in time. Slowly, then all at once.They feared us at first. What we were, what we might become, scared them. But wolves are creatures of instinct, and in time they saw the truth of what we were. We aren’t cursed anymore nor are we ghosts here to haunt them. We are leaders, mates, and survivors.Valeria stands taller than ever now, her presence sharp as moonlight. The warriors train under her hand with pride, and the young ones follow her like s
Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty Five - A New Beginning - Kendric's POV
Being alive feels awkward. We neither should be. I also expect to go feral any moment, but it never comes.It’s like us dying reset everything and now we are out in this world alone with most thinking we are dead.The witches tell us to go back, and so after a few hours at the river, we reluctantly agree.The youngest one takes us to a car and drives us all the way back to Valeria’s home pack. When we arrive, it’s dark, and oddly, no one notices us pulling in. If they do, they don’t leave their homes.That night, after we shower and find clean clothes to settle into bed, I dream. Not of memories. Not of home. Of the space between.It’s changed. Darker now. The stars flicker. The golden light is dim and something waits. It watches me with ember eyes.I speak. "Who are you?"No answer. Only pressure. Presence.My soul flutters like a dying flame. Then it speaks.“You are mine now.”I wake, choking on air, waking Valeria as well.“What was that?” She asks, her voice frantic.I nod. "Some
Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty Four - Alive Again - Valeria's POV
My mind stirs before my body does.Pain is the first thing I feel. Not sharp, but a bruised ache buried in my bones, whispering of what I’ve done to return. Each breath scrapes against the inside of my chest like wind against shattered glass. But it’s air. I’m breathing. My lungs, greedy and stubborn, fight to keep it. My heart follows, thumping slow, then faster, then steady.I’m alive. Warmth is next.Fingers cradle my face. I know the hand before I see it. It’s Kendric. The calluses, the trembling strength. His skin is damp. From rain? From tears? I don’t know.His voice is raw. "Val...?"I want to say his name. To throw my arms around him. But my limbs are distant, foreign. My body is waking slowly, relearning itself.My fingers twitch.He gasps, sharp and unguarded. "Valeria? Say something. Please. Gods, please..."I force my eyes open.The world is a smear of moonlight and trees, blurred at the edges. I’m beneath the ash tree. The one where I died. The smell of pine and blood st
Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty Three - The Afterlife - Valeria's POV
Darkness surrounds me. I’m not sure where I am or what just happened. But I feel happy and free.There’s no pain or sound. Only the slow unraveling of light.I float, not in the way leaves fall, but like a memory slipping from a dream. My body is behind me now, somewhere distant and mute. Ahead, a vast stillness stretches wide before me, painted in colors I can’t name. Stars pulse like quiet heartbeats. There is no time here. No breath. Only the feeling that something final has happened.Am I really dead?I should cross the line. I could have. But something tugs at me, pulling me back.It isn’t fear or unfinished duty or vengeance. It is warmer, deeper. A gravity that speaks in a voice of a single name.Kendric.His name is a tether wrapped around my spirit, burning with sorrow, love, and a pain so deep it splits the void. I can feel him. His grief is like storm clouds brewing on a hot summer day. Somewhere, far beneath the evil that separated us, he is screaming my name. Holding my b
Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty Two - Don't Take Her - Kendric's POV
I barely hear her now. My breath comes out in pants.Suddenly, her warmth is pulled from me and all I can do is watch her be dragged away.No, don’t take her.The words become a chant, and my body sheds its fur. Now, I’m back as a man, yet the demand to kill is screaming within my mind. “No, don’t take her.”Ramsey turns with a gleam in his eye. He looks surprised to see me like this. “Ah, so you turned back into your human form one last time before you die. How fitting.”The woman in red comes closer to Valeria, pulling her aside. “I’ll watch her while you take care of the feral one.”My eyes dart between the women and Ramsey. I know my time is near.“It’s time for you to die, wolf. I have loved all these lifetimes of you serving me as you got closer and closer to going mad. Now, you are finally feral and dying. It took long enough.” He uses his boot to push at me to see if he can get a reaction. “Well, this is pathetic. You’re not even putting up a fight.”“Kill, Maim. Destroy.”Ram
Midnight Bride Chapter Sixty One - It Isn't Easy - Kendric's POV
My senses are all wrong. They’re warped and twisted like mirrors in a nightmare. Colors are too sharp. Sounds are too loud. Every flicker of light cuts through my head like a blade. I don’t know what that woman did to me. Her name was Seraphine, I think, if that’s even her real name, but whatever poison she poured into my mind is working.And it isn’t good.My breath comes fast and shallow, but I can’t slow it down. My lungs feel too small and my body is too big. My skin is too tight, like I’ve outgrown myself and the seams are threatening to rip. There’s a fire crawling just beneath my flesh, something angry and ancient thrashing to get out. It coils like smoke through my chest and burns behind my eyes.I can’t control it.Everything inside me pulses with a need I don’t recognize. Not hunger. Not thirst. Not even rage. It’s something worse. Something primal. Something that doesn’t think or reason. It only feels.My claws dig into the floor as I crouch low. Whatever material they used
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