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Chapter 61 – The Past Life of Sofia
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The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within chapter 62
Chapter 62(Sofia’s POV – Present Day)I woke up screaming.The past crashed into me like a storm—violent, unrelenting. My chest heaved, my hands clawing at the sheets as if I were still on that battlefield, still bleeding out in Damien’s arms.I could feel it.The blade slicing through my body.The pain. The betrayal.Tade’s blank expression as he ripped my life away.Jake’s cold stare as he watched me fall.Damien’s voice, raw with grief, calling my name over and over—begging me to stay.And then darkness.I clutched my chest, trying to breathe.It wasn’t real.Not anymore.But the moment my feet hit the cold floor, I knew—it was real.It happened.I had lived before.And I had died.And Damien…Where was Damien?Panic surged through me as I staggered into the living room."Damien!" My voice cracked, but the penthouse remained silent.I checked the bedroom. The kitchen. Everywhere.Empty.Then my eyes landed on the table.A stack of papers sat there, waiting.My stomach plummeted.W
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(Sofia’s POV – Present Day)The walls of the penthouse felt too tight.Like the air had been sucked out, leaving nothing but the weight of silence.Damien was gone.And I wasn’t supposed to remember.I paced the room, rage coiling beneath my skin.Beta’s words echoed in my mind."You’re not supposed to remember."What the hell did that mean?I ran my fingers through my hair, frustration building with every second.No.I wasn’t just going to sit here and wait for answers to fall into my lap.If Damien wasn’t here, then I’d find someone who would tell me the truth.I grabbed my keys and stormed toward the door.The moment I stepped outside, the crisp evening air hit me.But I barely noticed.Because my mind was too loud, too frantic.I slid into the driver’s seat, gripping the wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white.Beta wasn’t going to talk?Fine.I had other ways to get information.I pressed my foot against the gas, speeding through the city.Every streetlight blurred past, but my
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(Sofia’s POV – Present Day)I was done waiting.Done with the silence.Done with the lies.Done with people deciding what was best for me.Damien thought he could disappear?That I would sit back and accept it?Not a chance.I stormed through the streets, my pulse pounding, my breath sharp. The night air wrapped around me, cold and uninviting, but I barely felt it.Because there was only one thought in my mind.Find Damien.Make him explain why he thought he could just walk away.And if he truly believed I’d let him go without a fight?He never knew me at all.---The first place I checked was the pack’s private estate.Damien had always said it was a sanctuary, a fallback. If he needed space, he would go there.I weaved through the dark roads, gripping the wheel tight. The estate was deep in the mountains, surrounded by thick forests. It wasn’t a place you stumbled upon.But I wasn’t just anyone.I was his mate.The one person who shouldn’t have to search for him.The road twisted, m
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(Sofia’s POV – Present Day)The world tilted.Pain pulsed through my ribs, my breathing ragged and uneven. Blood soaked through my shirt, warm and sticky against my skin.But none of that mattered.Because he was here.Jake.Standing just beyond the rogues, his sharp grin exactly the same as I remembered.Except… something was different.His eyes held something colder, darker.Like he had been waiting for this moment.I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to stand straighter. “You have got to be kidding me.”Jake chuckled. Unbothered. Relaxed. Like we were old friends catching up.“Come on, princess,” he mused, stepping forward. “Is that really how you greet an old lover?”The rogue wolves shifted uneasily, eyes darting between us.I narrowed mine, my grip tightening around my knife. “You’re not my lover, Jake. You never were.”His grin widened. “That’s not what your body used to say.”Rage burned through me.But I didn’t let it show.I didn’t let him win.Instead, I laughed. Sharp. Cold
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(Sofia’s POV – Present Day)Jake’s grip tightened around my wrists, but I didn’t flinch.Because I saw it—the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.I had hit a nerve.He was afraid of Damien.Of what he’d do when he found out I was missing.I let out a slow, mocking laugh. “You really think you can keep me?”Jake’s smirk was forced now, a little too tight. “You really think he’s coming for you?”I tilted my head, voice low and sharp. “He always does.”Jake’s jaw twitched. “Not this time.”I snorted. “You keep telling yourself that.”A low growl rumbled in his chest. Good. Let him be angry.Because angry people make mistakes.I shifted slightly, testing the weight of his grip. He had me pinned, but he wasn’t invincible.And I knew Jake—he was too arrogant to think I could fight back.He leaned in, his breath brushing against my ear. “I was going to make this easy, sweetheart. But since you want to be difficult…”I didn’t let him finish.I moved. Fast.I slammed my forehead straight into
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(Damien’s POV – Present Day)I held her like I’d never get the chance again.Sofia's blood clung to her clothes, her skin warm but trembling. I could feel her heartbeat—uneven, weak.Still alive. But she was fading.I swept her into my arms without a word.My pack moved around us in silence, handling the rogues. Jake was unconscious, breathing but barely. I didn’t care.I only cared about her.“Clear the road,” I ordered, voice like gravel. “We’re heading home.”Ethan nodded and took point while Jaxon got the SUV ready.I placed Sofia gently inside, climbing in beside her, refusing to let her go. She leaned against me, her head resting on my chest, eyes heavy-lidded.“I’m fine,” she whispered, voice faint.“No, you’re not.” I kissed the top of her head. “But you will be.”I didn’t know if I was promising her or myself.---Back at the penthouse, I carried her in like she weighed nothing.The lights were low, the air warm. Familiar.Home.I sat her on the edge of the bed and knelt in f
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(Damien’s POV – Present Day)She wouldn’t wake up.I did everything.Held her. Shouted her name. Kissed her.And then, when the panic became unbearable—I bit her.Sank my fangs into her neck, into the bond mark I’d placed before.The claiming should have jolted her awake.The connection between mates was too strong to ignore a fresh bite.But Sofia didn’t flinch.Didn’t moan. Didn’t gasp.She just… lay there.Alive.But not here.And that broke something in me.I pulled back slowly, blood on my lips, her skin warm but unresponsive beneath my hands.“No…” I whispered, barely breathing. “No, no, no—please…”She was here, her heart beating softly beneath her chest, but her soul—her soul was somewhere else.I stood abruptly, fury burning through my veins.I would not lose her like this.Not again.I grabbed my phone and called my pack. “Meet me at the ridge. We’re running.”Beta didn’t ask why. He already knew.---An hour later, we shifted.I tore through the woods in wolf form, my paws
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(Sofia’s POV – The Dream World / Past Memory)The air smelled like lilacs.Soft petals danced in the breeze as sunlight poured through the trees, warm and golden. I stood barefoot in the grass, staring at the massive estate I once called home. The windows gleamed, the stone walls stretched tall and proud, wrapped in ivy.It was beautiful. Too perfect.And completely wrong.Because this place—this memory—was gone.I blinked, looking down at my hands. They were smaller, more delicate. I was younger here. No battle scars, no marks of pain or loss.Just… a girl.A daughter.A forgotten Luna in waiting.“Sofia!”I turned, heart skipping, and saw them—my siblings—running across the lawn.Mira, the youngest, giggled as she chased after our brother, Orin. He was always faster, always daring her to keep up.And behind them, a taller figure—Mother.Not the ghost I’d seen in visions, but her, alive and glowing, her silver-white hair braided down her back, eyes sharp and proud.“Come on!” Mira sh
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The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 84 – The Mark of Thorne
Damien stood by the infirmary window, the first weak light of dawn painting the sky in hesitant greys and pinks. Sleep was a luxury he couldn’t afford. The image of Sofia’s still form, the echo of Kieran’s devastating words about the Blackwood curse and its terrible solutions, were etched into his mind. He had refused the grim options presented, choosing instead the impossible path: to find a way to reach Sofia, to pull her back from whatever twilight realm held her, and face the curse together.A sharp rap on the door shattered the fragile quiet. Kieran entered, his face even more strained than before, if that were possible.“Alpha,” he said, his voice tight. “We have a problem. Another one.”Damien turned, his jaw set. “More Hollow Order?”Kieran nodded, but his eyes held a different kind of dread. “Yes. But… not just a sigil this time. It’s… a statement.”“Where?”“Just outside the western border. The Creekside Pack.”Damien’s eyes narrowed. The Creekside Pack. A small, quiet group
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back in reality The sterile scent of the infirmary chafed at Damien’s senses. He sat beside Sofia’s bed, his hand holding hers. It was slack and unresponsive in his grasp. Her breathing was shallow, her face pale and drawn. She hadn’t stirred since collapsing hours ago, after the invisible struggle that had wracked her form, leaving her locked within whatever twisted reality her mind now inhabited. He remembered the look in her eyes just before they fluttered closed – distant, cold, utterly unlike his Sofia.Lyra, usually a comforting presence, was silent within him, a dull ache where fierce protectiveness should have been. It was as if even his wolf was reeling from whatever had happened inside Sofia’s dreamscape.A soft knock preceded Kieran’s entry. He looked even more weary than he had earlier, dark circles under his eyes, ancient scrolls clutched in one hand. He moved quietly, stopping respectfully a few feet from the bed.“Any change, Alpha?” Kieran’s voice was low, filled with
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The world was a canvas of perpetual twilight, painted in hues of bruised purple and blood-red. Sofia didn’t walk; she stalked. The ground beneath her boots was hard-packed earth, stained dark in places that still smelled faintly of iron. The air was cold, carrying the scent of pine and something sharp and acrid – fear.She moved with a predator’s grace, silent and efficient. Every muscle was coiled, ready to strike or vanish. Her senses were honed to a razor’s edge. The rustle of leaves wasn’t just wind; it was a potential ambush. The snapped twig wasn’t just nature; it was an intruder. This wasn’t the soft, familiar world of the pack house, or the vibrant, sunlit forest she knew. This was a battlefield, a hunting ground, a place where the weak were consumed.Her hand rested habitually on the hilt of the blade strapped to her thigh. The metal was cold, worn smooth by countless grips. It felt right, an extension of her will. Her clothes were practical, dark leather and sturdy cloth, de
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The heavy oak door of Damien’s study burst open, slamming against the wall with a force that rattled the framed maps on the opposite side. Damien looked up from the reports on his desk, his eyes narrowing as Kieran Ash stumbled in, his usual composed demeanor replaced by a frantic urgency. Dust and what looked suspiciously like dried blood smudged his worn leather armor.“Kieran! What in the name of the Goddess happened?” Damien’s voice was sharp, immediately on alert. He rose, circling the desk.Kieran leaned against the doorframe, breathing heavily, his gaze wild. “No time for pleasantries, Alpha. It’s happening again.”“What is? Spill it,” Damien demanded, reaching for the hunting knife habitually sheathed at his belt.“The killings,” Kieran choked out, pushing off the frame. He crossed the room in a few strides, his eyes locking onto Damien’s. “Across the border territories. Three packs hit in two nights. Brutal. No survivors left to talk.”Damien’s jaw tightened. He’d heard whisp
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(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The blood on the floor had long since dried. The candles flickered as if they feared what we were about to do.Lyra stood at the center of the chamber barefoot, her cloak discarded, her runes fully exposed across her arms and collarbone. Her breathing was shallow, but her gaze had steadied. Focused.“This is not a spell,” she said, voice low. “It’s a bridge. Once we begin, I won’t control where you go. The memories will pull you toward the piece of her soul that still remembers you.”“And if it doesn’t?” I asked.She looked at me with those storm-gray eyes. “Then you’ll wander her past until your spirit forgets who it was.”I didn’t flinch.“If there’s a part of her that still remembers me,” I murmured, stepping closer, “that’s all I need.”Lyra knelt beside the basin of now-consecrated blood. She whispered an ancient chant, tracing her fingers in precise patterns above the surface. The blood began to glow faintly, pulsing—like it was responding to my hear
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 79 – The Vision Walker
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The moon was barely more than a sickle of light in the sky. Clouds churned over the forest, and the air was heavy—too quiet, too still. The trees whispered warnings in a language only the cursed could understand.I hadn’t planned to return to the ritual site tonight.But something—a pull—dragged me here.The clearing still bore the markings of the ceremony that broke me. The silver runes carved into stone still shimmered faintly, and the scent of magic hung in the air like cold smoke.I stepped into the circle.And stopped.Someone was there.A body.A woman.She lay curled at the edge of the stones, half-covered in leaves, her skin dusted with blood and soil. A torn cloak clung to her frame, silver thread stitched into its seams—ancient symbols I hadn’t seen in centuries.I rushed to her side.She wasn’t a rogue. Her scent was strange, like rain and stardust. Not of this land.Her breathing was shallow. Her skin ice-cold.But then, her lips parted.And in
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(Damien’s POV – Three Moons Without Her)Time moved differently without her.Slower.Heavier.Like the minutes were dragging their feet through wet concrete.Three days had passed since the ritual.Since I bound my name to another woman to deceive ancient spirits.Since I whispered goodbye into the ear of the only woman who ever made this cursed blood of mine feel worthy.I still felt her breath on my neck.Still caught her scent in the folds of the sheets.Still expected her to walk barefoot into the kitchen every morning with a sleepy smirk, teasing me about my obsessions.But she didn’t.And she wouldn’t.Not for three moons.And I was starting to forget how to breathe without her.---The penthouse was too quiet.I left it behind after the second day.I couldn’t walk into that room without hearing the machines beeping beside her bed. Without seeing the imprint of her body on the pillow. Without smelling cinnamon and honey on the linens.So I returned to the Blackwood manor—a place
