MasukVireya is the most beautiful girl in the region, admired by all, but on her 18th birthday, her wolf emerged in a black deadly, untamed form, causing chaos and killing her father. Isolated and abandoned by all, she is only truly loved by Zevarion. Just when she thought things couldn’t get worse, she crosses paths with Alpha Xareth, a ruthless Alpha driven by the desire for ultimate power. Vireya’s heart is bound to a powerful Chain of Thorns, a cursed necklace controlled by Xareth, who uses her black wolf for selfish desires. But despite the curse, her love for Zevarion grows stronger every day. Their bond is fierce and unbreakable, but so is the curse that haunts her. Together, they must uncover the truth of their souls, face an ancient evil, and defy the fate that seeks to tear them apart. Will their love be enough to destroy the chains that bind her... or will the blood moon bring her back to Xareth forever? Betrayal and love collide in this dark fantasy, a thrilling tale of fallen gods, ruthless demons, reincarnation and magic that will consume you like never before.
Lihat lebih banyakThe Black Wolf was born from shadows and shaped by moonlight, but it always beat with the pulse of love, sacrifice, and resilience.Thank you for walking beside Vireya, through pain, through wonder, through storms and stars.This is not just the end of a story. It’s the echo of a legacy, the warmth of a reunion, and the reminder that even in the darkest forests, love finds its way home.There are more stories waiting just beyond the horizon, magical, bold, and unforgettable.So stay close… more adventures are coming your way.With all my heart,Cisfa🖤
Vireya's POV Six Years Later…“But I don’t want to go to school,” Zevaren frowned, his small fingers clutching the hem of my cloak. “Thalyn always comes to me.”Thalyn, Alpha Caran’s daughter, had been his constant shadow lately. I smiled, brushing a wind-tossed strand from his forehead as I knelt before him. His eyes, brilliant and blue like summer lightning, always reminded me of the one I lost, and yet, they were wholly his own.With my left hand, I gently held his, and with the other, I reached into my cloak and pulled out a wrapped honey-laced candy.“When she comes today, give this to her,” I said softly, placing it in his palm.He looked at it with reverence. “Okay,” he said with a solemn nod.“She just wants to be your friend,” I added, tracing my thumb over his knuckles. “Play with her. Be kind.”“Okay,” he echoed again, and then gave me that same crooked, boyish smile that used to tug at the corners of Zevarion’s lips.I pressed a kiss to his forehead and watched him walk i
Vireya’s POV My heart shattered as I watched them fight, Zevarion, my light, standing tall against the monster who had torn our world apart.He was strong and fierce. Every move he made was threaded with divine power. But Xareth… Xareth was stronger. And I could see it, Zevarion knew. He was buying time for something.I looked toward him, desperate. There was no way I could retrieve the Soulspike now, not without taking it from his body. The thought of Zevarion dying made my soul quake. The idea of raising our child without him it was too cruel.Some of our warriors stormed in to aid him, their weapons drawn and eyes burning with courage. But with a flick of Xareth’s hand, they were cast aside like leaves in a storm, their bodies hitting stone with sickening thuds.Then the moon began to rise, slow and dreadful, high above the battlefield. And Xareth rose with it.He floated into the air, his body changing, stretching, warping. His true form bled through the seams of his disguise. No
Zevarion’s POVAfter Vireya vanished beneath the blood moon's glare last night, panic rippled through the camp like wildfire. Warriors who once stood tall were now restless, their hearts seized by worry and dread.I gathered them, the truth a bitter stone in my mouth.“Xareth controls her with the Thorned Chain like we tried to explain the whole time,” I said. “He’s using her, everything she did, the attack on the Alphas, wasn’t her doing. She’s not our enemy.”A heavy silence followed, then nods. The weight of blame began to lift from their shoulders, replaced by something fiercer, resolve.“We need to march,” I continued, my voice steel. “Before he forces her to collect the final Heartstone. If that happens, he will become unstoppable.”“We should go now,” a warrior urged, already rising.I shook my head. “Not yet. We can’t storm the pack in daylight. We’ll move fast and camp just outside the borders. Evening we strike.”They agreed without hesitation. In a whirlwind of urgency, we






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