เข้าสู่ระบบChapter 30: The King of BonesThe impact shook the earth.Kaelen hit the rusted deck of the cargo ship with the force of a falling meteor. The metal groaned and buckled under his feet. A cloud of red rust dust exploded into the air masking him from view for a terrifying second.I slid down the cliff face. Rocks tore at my hands. Mud slicked my boots. I did not care. My eyes were locked on the ship below where my husband had landed to reclaim our son.The dust settled.Kaelen stood in a crater of twisted steel. He was naked. His skin was gray and covered in the shifting black veins of the serum. He steamed in the cold morning air. He did not look like a man anymore. He looked like a god of war carved from nightmares.Vane stood twenty feet away. The Rogue dropped the baby carrier onto the deck. He shifted into his wolf form. It was a massive brown beast scarred and ugly.But against Kaelen it looked like a puppy.Kaelen did not shift. He did not need to. The Genesis Serum had made his
Chapter 29: The Monster on the ShoreThe fall felt like an eternity.Wind roared in my ears. The rain stung my face like needles. I was wrapped in Kaelen’s arms, crushed against his chest which felt harder than stone. He didn't scream. He didn't flinch. He just held me tight as we plummeted toward the churning black water of the North Sea.We hit the surface.It wasn't a splash. It was a collision. The water was concrete. The impact knocked the air from my lungs. Cold. Freezing, paralyzing cold instantly soaked through my clothes and bit into my bone marrow.I went under. The darkness swallowed me. The salt water burned my eyes.I thrashed, trying to find the surface, but my limbs were heavy. The shock was shutting down my body. I was sinking.Then, a hand grabbed the back of my tactical jacket.It wasn't a human hand. The grip was iron. The talons dug into the heavy fabric.Kaelen hauled me up.We broke the surface gasping. I coughed, spitting out brine. The waves were massive, thirt
Chapter 28: The Red BondThe ocean was not water. It was a black mouth trying to swallow us whole.The Iron Maiden smashed through the waves with a violence that rattled my teeth. I sat on the narrow bunk in the cabin holding onto the metal frame until my knuckles turned white. The boat pitched sideways. Equipment slid across the floor. Maps fluttered like dying birds.Silas stood at the helm. He looked like a statue carved from salt and grim determination. He fought the wheel with his one good arm battling the storm that protected the Citadel.I closed my eyes. I tried to reach out with my mind."Kaelen," I whispered.The response was immediate. And it was terrifying.Before this moment the bond had felt like a golden thread. It was warm. It was safe. It hummed with his heartbeat and his protection.Now the bond was a rusty hook in my chest.It yanked me forward. It burned. It didn't feel like Kaelen anymore. It felt like a forest fire. It felt like raw unadulterated violence.I gasp
Chapter 27: The Widow’s HeatThe gray sedan sped down the coastal highway like a bullet.I drove with one hand on the wheel and the other clutching my stomach. The road was a ribbon of wet asphalt stretching into the fog. The ocean crashed against the cliffs below to my right. It was a violent sound that matched the chaos in my blood.I had burned the past. The Blackwood Estate was nothing but smoke and ash behind me now. I had killed the Cleaner. I had left Kaelen’s mother to die as she wished.But I could not outrun the curse in my veins.The fertility potion Kaelen had forced on me was a living thing. It did not care that I was grieving. It did not care that my husband was gone and my son was stolen. It only knew that I was empty.My womb contracted with a hunger that bent me double over the steering wheel.It started as a throb between my legs. A heavy, wet pulse that soaked the stolen tactical pants I wore. Then it spread. It moved up my spine like liquid fire. It seized my breas
Chapter 26: The Woman in the AtticThe house was silent again.The gunshot had stopped echoing but the smell of gunpowder hung heavy in the air. It mixed with the copper tang of blood from the dead Cleaner in the study and the sour stench of my own fear.I stood at the bottom of the attic stairs.They were narrow and steep. Dust motes danced in the sliver of light coming from the crack under the door at the top. This was the forbidden zone. The one place Kaelen had forbidden me to enter.He keeps his demons up there, the staff used to whisper.I gripped the gun tighter. My arm was throbbing where the bullet had grazed me. The pain was sharp and grounding. It was the only thing keeping the potion at bay.I took the first step.The wood creaked. It sounded like a scream in the quiet house.I took another step.Then the wave hit me.It wasn't a sound. It was a scent.It drifted down from the attic. It was faint but undeniable.Lavender. Old paper. And decay.But underneath that was somet
Chapter 25: The Ghost in the SheetsThe rusted truck died a mile from the main gates.It ran out of fuel and sputtered to a halt in the ditch. I didn't care. I pushed the door open and fell out into the mud.My body was screaming.The walk to the estate was a blur of agony. Every step was a battle against the potion raging in my blood. Kaelen’s father had taken my husband and my son but he had left me with this curse. The fertility drug was designed to make me pliable. To make me desperate. To make me a slave to the Alpha’s touch.But the Alpha was gone.I reached the perimeter of the Blackwood Estate. The iron gates were closed. The guard booth was empty. The old man had taken his elite security with him to the airfield. He had left the house to rot. He assumed I was dead in the woods.I didn't go to the front door. I went to the servant’s entrance around the back. I knew the code. I had typed it in a thousand times when I was just Elara the maid.1-9-9-8. My birth year. Seraphina’s







