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"Run, Eliana!" Her mother's voice, filled with pain, echoed in her mind. "Run, don't look back!" She screamed. The child scrambled off the oak tree with tears almost blinding her; she made a run for it. The white-haired woman with icy silver eyes wielding a flaming sword appeared in the ruin. Eliana Paw the long forgotten Alpha of Shadow Pack returns to exact revenge on those who had betrayed, Rejected and broken her. Will she succeed or would she be consumed by the flame of revenge? What would she do when the moon goddess gives her a chance to love again? Delve in to find out!!!
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REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Forty Two
The night felt too still.The kind of stillness that pressed against your chest and made every breath feel heavier than it should. The pack house had quieted, lanterns dimmed, corridors hushed as though the walls themselves were holding their breath. Kristen had gone on border patrol not long ago—his sharp commands and presence lingering in the air like a shadow—and with him gone, my thoughts began to itch.I told myself not to do it. Over and over, I repeated the words like a chant."Don’t go. Don’t be stupid. Don’t risk everything for someone who tried to kill Kristen."And yet my feet wouldn’t stay still. My heart wouldn’t quiet.Rick.His name haunted me, sharper than any blade. He and Knox weren’t assassins, not to me. They were family, or at least the closest thing I had to it in the rogue camp. We had shared scraps of bread under a freezing sky, huddled around dying fires, whispering promises of survival. When everyone else treated me like an outsider, they had looked out for m
Última actualización : 2025-09-26REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Forty One
I had never known silence could cut so deep.It wasn’t the ordinary hush of dawn, or the peace that followed a storm. No—this was the kind of silence that spread like poison, crawling under the skin, wrapping around my throat until it became hard to breathe.Rick was back.Alive.And chained in the deepest cell beneath the pack house.I should have been relieved that Kristen had stopped him, that the assassin’s blade had never reached me—but all I could think of was the way Rick had bowed. As if… as if I carried some authority even I didn’t understand. And now, the entire pack had seen it too.I wanted answers. I wanted to march down there, grab Rick by the collar, and demand to know why he had bowed to me—what it meant. But Kristen had forbidden me.“You’re not going anywhere near him,” he’d said, voice edged with steel, leaving no room for argument. His eyes had locked with mine, Alpha command lacing every word. “Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not until I figure out who is pulling his s
Última actualización : 2025-09-26REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Forty
The room fell into a stillness so thick I thought the air itself might shatter.The heavy oak door creaked open, and with it came a shadow that sent my heart plummeting to my stomach. A figure stepped through, cloaked in black, the faint gleam of steel strapped across his chest. But when the hood slipped back, I felt as though the ground beneath me caved in.Rick.My pulse skittered wildly, an impossible mixture of disbelief, dread, and confusion clawing through me. For a heartbeat, the world shrank to the space between us—the man I had once known, the man who had vanished into the darkness when everything fell apart, now here, stepping into Kristen’s territory like a ghost returning to haunt me.Kristen’s power flared instantly, his Alpha aura rippling through the chamber like a storm breaking free of its cage. “Who the hell dares enter my walls unbidden?” His voice was a whip-crack of authority, sharp enough to make even the guards shift uneasily.But Rick… Rick didn’t flinch.He mo
Última actualización : 2025-09-22REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Thirty Nine
I woke to the soft rays of dawn bleeding through the curtains, the warmth of the morning sun brushing across my face. For a moment, I lay still, wrapped in the heavy silence of Kristen’s chambers, listening to the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing beside me. My heart stuttered at the realization that I was not dreaming—last night had been real. His arms had held me, his lips had claimed mine, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I had allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, I was wanted.I shifted slightly, and his arm tightened around me in his sleep, pulling me closer against his chest. My breath hitched as his lips brushed my temple unconsciously. Heat coursed through my body, scattering my thoughts. I knew I should pull away before I melted entirely, but my body betrayed me. I turned slowly to face him, drinking in the sight of his strong jawline, the soft shadow of stubble, and the serenity etched into his expression as he slept.Before I could stop myse
Última actualización : 2025-09-22REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Thirty Eight
The night air was heavy, thick with the pine and sandalwood scent that had been haunting me ever since my wolf returned. It clung to me, seeping into my lungs, burning through my chest until I could no longer pretend I didn’t crave it. I had just bared my heart to Kristen, spilled the darkest pieces of my story—the humiliation, the betrayal, the way Damon had discarded me like I was nothing, and how Karen had twisted the knife deeper by calling me step-sister.I thought after telling him everything, after ripping my wounds open for him to see, I’d feel lighter. But I only felt raw, exposed, fragile.And then he kissed me.At first it was soft, tentative, as if he was afraid I might shatter. But the moment my lips parted, the bond surged between us like fire racing through dry wood. My wolf howled inside me, pressing against my skin, desperate to close the distance that still remained. His hand cupped my cheek, thumb brushing against my damp lashes, and I knew—this was no mistake. This
Última actualización : 2025-09-18REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF Chapter Thirty Seven
The troubles of the night was long behind us leaving only chaos and shadows dancing along the stone walls. I sat curled in the far corner of Kristen’s study, my knees pulled to my chest, staring at nothing. I hadn’t expected him to summon me here tonight, not after the exhausting chaos of the ball, not after the whispers that still clung to me like smoke.But Kristen had been waiting.The silence stretched between us, heavy, unrelenting. I could feel his gaze on me—steady, searching, almost suffocating. At last, his voice cut through the quiet, deep and roughened by restraint.“Eliana.”I flinched at the way he said my name, like a man walking a thin line between patience and frustration.“Tell me the truth.” His jaw ticked, his arms folded across his chest as he leaned against the desk. “What is your involvement with Damon and Karen? Why do they look at you as if they know you better than anyone here?”The question sliced through me, dredging up wounds I had buried beneath scars. My
Última actualización : 2025-09-17
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