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Chapter 69 - Whispers of Doom
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The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 70 - Echoes of the Past
Dr. Percy sits alone in his dimly lit study, the air thick with the scent of aged parchment and candle wax. The room, a shrine to history, is lined with ancient tomes, maps of old battlefields, and relics of a time long past. The fire crackles softly in the hearth, casting flickering shadows that dance like ghosts on the walls. Valentine and Chloeâs departure leave a lingering tension in the air, but their presence is quickly overshadowed by the resurgence of memories long buried beneath centuries of blood and ash.His hands tremble slightly as he holds an old, worn daggerâits hilt adorned with runes of protection, a relic from a life he once led as a mortal. The blade, stained with the blood of countless foes, still gleams with a dark, almost malevolent sheen. Percyâs eyes, once human, now shine with a cold, otherworldly lightâa testament to the centuries he has lived, the battles he has fought, and the horrors he has witnessed.He closes his eyes, letting the memories wash over him l
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A few years later, in the midst of this desolation, Percy encountered Mariaâa woman on the brink of death, savagely assaulted and teetering on the edge of oblivion. Desperation shone in her eyes as she begged Percy to transform her, to grant her the power to exact vengeance upon those who had wronged her. Reluctantly, he complied, and Maria unleashed her fury with a bloodlust that terrified even him. She hunted down her tormentors with a gruesome pleasure, reveling in their demise. Yet, when the last drop of their blood had been spilled, she found herself hollow, devoid of purpose.Driven by a need to repay her perceived debt, Maria insisted on staying by Percyâs side. Despite his protests, she vowed to be a mother to the twins, who had been left without one. The children, barely five years old, were easily convinced that Maria was their long-lost mother, returned from her travels to reclaim them. And so, they began anew as a family, forging a semblance of completeness that had eluded
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-08-26The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 72 - Betrayed
Valentine walks with an air of determination, his every step purposeful, though his heart is far from settled. His thoughts are a turbulent sea, roiling with emotions he scarcely knows how to control. The creature that looms on the horizon, a threat to all they hold dear, barely registers in his mind. It is the thought of Selena, only Selena, who occupies the landscape of his complicated mind, his heartâhis very soul.He arrives at Selenaâs home, a modest yet inviting cottage nestled at the heart of Laketown. Mrs. Robinson greets him at the door with a warm, knowing smile. Her eyes, however, hold a trace of concern as she surveys the young man before her, sensing the weight he carries.âGood morning, Valentine,â she says, her voice gentle yet probing. âWhat brings you here so early? Selenaâs already at work.âValentine nods, though disappointment flickers in his eyes. âI wanted to see her, but... perhaps itâs better this way. May I speak with you for a moment, Mrs. Robinson?âShe step
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âWilson...â Selenaâs voice is barely above a whisper, her heart sinking as she realizes what heâs overheard.Wilsonâs eyes, once warm with affection, are now as hard as stone. Without a word, he turns and walks away, his broad shoulders stiff with the effort of containing his rage.âWilson, wait!â Selena calls after him, panic rising in her chest. She starts to run after him, but Valentine grabs her arm, desperate to keep her from leaving.âLet him go, Selena. Heâll come around.âShe glares at him, fury blazing in her blue eyes. âYou donât understand, Valentine. Youâve ruined everything!âWith a surge of strength, she shoves him away, sending him crashing into a parked car with such force that the metal crumples beneath him. A commotion erupts in the parking lot as people rush to see whatâs happening, but Selena is already sprinting after Wilson, her heart pounding in her chest.Valentine lies on the ground, the breath knocked out of him, the taste of blood in his mouth. He watches hel
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A little while later, almost lost in the reverie of his flummoxity he hears footsteps outside the door and his heart skips a beat as the scent of jasmine reaches his nostrils. Selena. The very thought of her name sends a fresh wave of conflicting emotions crashing over him.The door creaks open softly, hesitantly, and Selena steps into the officeâher presence immediately filling the room with a strange, almost oppressive tension. Wilson lifts his head, his expression dark and unreadable as he looks at her. Thereâs no warmth in his eyes, no relief at her presenceâonly a cold, distant anger that makes her heart clench with fear.âWilsonâĶâ she begins, her voice tentative, trying to gauge his mood. But he cuts her off with a sharp wave of his hand.âI donât want to talk about it, Selena,â he says, his voice flat, devoid of the love that once colored every word he spoke to her. âI canât even look at you right now.âSelena flinches as if heâs struck her. She knew this confrontation was inevi
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Jason storms through the dense forest, his heart pounding in his chest as the trees whip past him. His mind is a whirlwind of anger, betrayal, and a thirst for vengeanceâvengeance for his AlphaâĶ that burns hotter with each passing second. The thought of Valentine daring to steal Selena from Wilsonâhis Alpha, his brother in all but bloodâfills him with a rage that he can barely contain.He knows where to find Valentine. The son of Percy isnât hard to track, especially when heâs been sniffing around Selena like a dog in heat. Jasonâs thoughts turn dark as he imagines how heâll confront the arrogant bastard, how heâll make him pay for the pain heâs caused. Blood for bloodâthatâs the law of the pack, and Jason intends to see it through.When he reaches the edge of the lone forest, around where the Adam mansion remotely sits, the moonlight casts a pale glow over the small clearing where Valentine stands, as if heâs been expecting someoneâs arrival. Heâs leaning casually against a tree, his
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-08-29The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 76 - The Hunter Becomes the Hunted
Jason stumbles through the forest, his body battered and bruised from his encounter with Valentine. His mind is a whirlwind of thoughtsâof the fight, of the darkness he saw in Valentineâs eyes, of the howl that still echoes in his ears.The sound of that howl sends chills down his spine. It was no ordinary wolfâs call; it was something far more ancient, far more powerful. It was a warningâa sign that something terrible is coming, something that could tear the pack apart.He pushes forward, his body screaming in protest with each step, but he refuses to slow down. He has to get back to Wilson, has to warn him about Valentine and whatever dark force heâs aligned himself with.As he nears the edge of the forest, the pack house comes into view, its silhouette a dark shadow against the fading light of the day. Relief floods through him at the sight, but itâs short-lived as a figure steps out from the trees, blocking his path.Jason freezes, his heart hammering in his chest as he recognizes
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Wilson, though shaken, masks his turmoil with a hardened resolve, his gaze narrowing as Chloeâs words echo in his mind. The revelation she delivered cuts through him like a cold blade, unsettling yet undeniable. He nods slowly, his agreement reluctant but necessary. "Tell Dr. Percy to come see me," he mutters, his voice laced with an undercurrent of unease. "We really need to talk."Chloe, understanding the weight of his command, meets his gaze with a solemn nod. Without hesitation, she scoops Valentine into her arms, her movements fluid and precise. Then, in a blur of motion, she vanishes into the forest, her departure as swift and startling as a bolt of lightning. The trees seem to shudder in her wake, the air crackling with the energy of her exit.The once-chaotic symphony of the forest fades, replaced by an eerie stillness that clings to the air like a fog. Every rustle of leaves, every distant cry of a nocturnal creature, seems to have been swallowed by the silence, as though the
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The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 131 - The Ultimate Battle
The battlefield is alive with pandemoniumâa riot of sound and fury that consumes the empyrean red day. Blood scents the air like a profane incense, mingling with the acrid tang of adrenaline and the metallic resonance of clashing steel. Above it all, the cloud-quilted sun hangs like a sinister overseer, its effulgent glow casting distorted shadows across the combatants as though mocking their mortal toil.Wilson is a maelstrom, his pugnacious spirit personified in every fluid motion of claw and fang. "This is it!" he shouts over the cacophony, his urban bravado slicing through the chaos. "You came looking for a fight, and old man, did you find one!"The wolves of Clovis surge forward, their snarls harmonizing into a primal symphony of aggression. Among them, Jason cuts through the ranks like a living weapon, his combative ferocity unmatched as he tears into Williamâs vampyric vanguard. "Keep it tight, people!" Jason bellows, his tone laced with urgency and grit. "We donât let these le
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 130 - Primus Vocanelia
The execution arena lies shrouded beneath an oppressive, tenebrous sky, the air thick with an empyrean cacophony of impending doom. The battleground, once a verdant expanse, now reeks of bloodlust and imminent death.Torrents of malevolent energy seem to converge here, twisting the atmosphere into a grotesque theater for the clash of titanic wills.Selena stands among her comrades, her hybrid senses hyper-aware of the electrifying tension seeping into the marrow of her bones. The sheer gravity of this confrontation sets her heart pounding, a tempestuous drumbeat in her chest.She scans the opposition, her eidetic memory recalling every cursed detail from Demika's prophetic vision. Yet, seeing the Dark King himselfâWilliam the Conquerorâin the flesh is something else entirely.He stands at the forefront of his legion, an effulgent figure of eldritch horror. His ornate armor glints in the dim light, etched with runes of ancient malice. Around him, his progenyâa sybaritic collection of p
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 129 - Moment of Truth
Wilson moves with a quiet purpose, pouring them each a drink. The amber liquid swirls in the glasses, catching the soft light and reflecting the warmth that now lingers between them.He sets the glasses on the table before settling into the chair across from her, his gaze steady but softened. Selena, her towel wrapped tightly around her as if it could shield her from the weight of what comes next, takes her seat opposite him.The desk between them feels symbolic, a battlefield turned meeting ground. It had borne witness to the fiery collision of their desires, and now it would serve as the platform for the conversation they could no longer avoid. Wilson's eyes meet hers, the intensity of his gaze a reminder of the bond they have forged.Selena takes a slow sip of her drink, the liquid burning a trail down her throat, grounding her in the moment. She sets the glass down, her fingers tracing its rim as she gathers her thoughts.For weeks, she had run from this confrontation, her heart h
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 128 - The Inferno Within
The tension in the air is almost suffocating, like the weight of storm clouds about to burst, as Selena approaches the towering gates of the Redbone Pack House. The building looms in the golden twilight, a monument of authority and history.Her steps falter for a moment, her hybrid instincts warring between flight and the undeniable pull of her bond with Alpha Wilson. She tightens her resolve. Two weeks of hiding had led to this moment, and there was no turning back.Inside, Wilson buries himself in a mountain of documents sprawled across his oak desk, the weight of leadership pressing heavily on his broad shoulders. His mind, however, is far from the affairs of the packâĶ a picture of barely restrained chaos. Piles of documents litter his deskâeach one a distraction he has tried to sink himself in to help manage his emotional turmoil.His thoughts circle back to Selena with frustrating regularity, the woman who had invaded every fiber of his being, only to vanish without explanation.
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 127 - The Continuum
The soft knock at the cottage door rouses Demika from the depths of her trance, her heart racing as she emerges from the haze of memoriesâmemories not her own, yet as vivid and haunting as any she has ever known.Morning light seeps in, streaking the dim room with harsh lines that cut through the shadows, marking the end of her night of revelation. She blinks at the sunlight with a slight start, realizing, only now, that she has been suspended in the remnants of the past for hours. Selenaâs voice reaches her ears, carrying both worry and curiosity."DemiâĶ Demika," Selena says, pushing the door open and stepping inside. She stops, eyes widening as she takes in her friend, studying her with a blend of disbelief and awe. âYou look... different.âA faint smirk tugs at the corner of Demikaâs lips. âI am different,â she says quietly, her voice carrying an edge of something ancient, something foreign. âYou have no idea.âSelena glances over her shoulder as Chloe enters, her expression one of
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 126 - Toying with the Past
The witching hour wraps Clovis City in a cloak of shadows, its darkness laced with whispers of secrets and spells unspoken. Within the flickering light of her grandmotherâs old cottage, Demika sits, her eyes gleaming with the fervor of a newfound obsession. Powerâa current now thrumming through her veins like molten metalâspills over her senses, intoxicating, consuming. She yearns to explore its limits, to delve deeper into the legacy left in her blood, one that has made her the most formidable in her lineage. Tonight, her thirst for mastery borders on ravenous; no knowledge, no spell, no secret can escape her.But first, she indulges in a bit of mischief. Her curiosity drifts to Chloe, her love interest, and she murmurs an incantation under her breath, fingers tracing arcane symbols in the air. She plunges herself into the past, her spirit slicing through the veil of time, her consciousness landing centuries ago.She arrives to find a silver-haired, pint-sized vampire toddling unstea
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 125 - The Legacy
The days bleed into one another in a dim cadence of restless hours and unbroken silence, with Demika hidden away in the secluded corners of Minamaâs cottage. The air within these walls is thick, a heavy shroud of mourning still tinged with Granny Minamaâs spirit, even though her presence now lingers as only shadows and echoes.Demika clings to her solitude like a lifeline, guarding it fiercely within the shadows of Granny Minamaâs cottage. This sanctuary, thick with ancestral whispers and cloaked in twilight, is her one remaining tether to the world before her transformation.Her days bleed into nightfall, melting into each other as she consumes herself with a single focus: to probe the surge of power that crashed into her like a tempest the night her grandmotherâs body was lowered into the earth. This power is unlike anything she has ever feltâancient, electric, and dangerous, thrumming beneath her skin like a pulse with its own fierce will.By the muted glow of candlelight, Demika l
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 124 - Impetus Potentiae
Loneliness is a silent architect, building castles of solitude in the minds of those who wander without tether. Identity is a dance of masks, but in crisis, the mask slips, revealing not clarity but a fog, as if one were peering through glass, shattered and smeared. However, to lose oneself is not to wander; it is to walk through a foreclosure of oneâs own soul, each familiar landmark of self closing its doors with a hollow thud. But solitude is the truest mirror, a place where whispers echo louder than the clamors of a crowd, where silence is the only faithful companion. In the heartâs quiet corridors, the comfort of isolation mingles with a cold draft of longing, one that no borrowed company can fill. Like a shadow dancing in oneâs periphery, a fractured sense of belonging haunts the fringes of an empty room. And yet, perhaps loneliness is the sculptor, and solitude the chisel, whittling away the superfluous to reveal the form beneath. Some seek company to escape it; others confro
The Darkside of the Moon   Chapter 123 - Shadowed Returns
The night drapes itself in a humid cloak, thick and cloying, clinging to every surface and casting a fremescent tension that prickles the skin as Jason waits in the dim warmth of his apartment. After the long, solemn hours of Granny Minama's funeral, he can still feel the weight of Wilsonâs directive pressing upon him, a derisive whisper urging him to slip the truth from Gabrielle without alerting her to his intent. The assignment is deceptively simple, yet Jason knows the fine line he walks: one misstep, one hint of calculation, and her walls will go up.She arrives just past midnight, her silhouette framed by the streetlight outside before stepping into the flickering glow of his candlelit living room. Shadows dance along cluttered shelves, over worn furniture, and around the dark corners of the room, painting an almost ominous scene. Jason greets her with a kiss, his hand grazing her cheek as their eyes meet, hers soft and trusting, unknowing of his hidden purpose.In that moment,
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