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The Half-Life of a Werewolf Suck on it
Chapter 138 Liam The stone corridors were still humming with the echo of the crowd when we returned to the castle. The doors had barely closed behind me when my mother stepped into my path, her presence quiet but deliberate, like a hand placed gently over a flame. “Son,” she said softly, blocking my way. “You must give this more thought.” I paused. “You know I love you,” she continued, her voice warm, almost tender. “And it would destroy me if anything were to happen to your wife. You have always been able to count on me. This place…” her gaze drifted toward the towering walls, “it isn’t as safe as it once was.” I said nothing, letting her speak. “Joining the omega territory to the rest of the pack is not another wise choice,” she added carefully. “I taught you everything that shaped you into the man you are today. You know better than to ignore me. I have always stood by you. I believed our bond was closer than this.” Her words were gentle, but they pressed at old wou
The Half-Life of a Werewolf Two Pups
Chapter 137LiamMorning had barely touched the stone walls when the scent reached me.Blood.Not from the battlefield. Not from war.From home.Aurora slept beside me, curled into the warmth of our shared bed, her breathing slow and even. For one fragile moment, the world was still. I let myself watch her—her lashes resting against her cheeks, her hair spread like a dark halo across the pillow.Then the knock came.Urgent. Sharp. Wrong.I rose without waking her and opened the chamber door. The guard’s face was pale, eyes tight with fear.“Alpha,” he said quietly. “Two pups. From the omega territory.”The words struck like claws to my chest.Dead.The air seemed to thin. My fists clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms as rage surged hot and uncontrollable. That was no accident. No stray beast. No internal failure.This was a message.Someone had crossed our borders—borders believed unbreakable. Someone had taken the children. Someone had killed them and vanished without a t
The Half-Life of a Werewolf What We Choose to Protect
Chapter 136Aurora The night had been too quiet.Not the peaceful kind—the kind that pressed against the skin, heavy and watchful, as though the world itself was holding its breath. I felt it before Liam spoke a word. I felt it in the way his arms stayed around me longer than usual, in the way his thumb traced slow circles against my palm as if he needed the reassurance that I was still there.We stood on the balcony of our chambers, the moon hanging low and pale above the forest. The wind carried the scent of pine and stone, familiar now, almost comforting. I leaned into him, resting my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.He was quiet.Liam was never quiet without reason.“You’re thinking too loudly,” I said softly, half a tease, half a truth.He exhaled a slow breath, pressing his lips to my hair. “You always know.”“I’m learning,” I replied. “About you.”His arms tightened around me, and for a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he turned me gently unt
The Half-Life of a Werewolf I’d burn the world for you
Chapter 135LiamThe morning had begun like any other—quiet, almost gentle.I sat upon the throne, fingers resting against the carved arm, my thoughts drifting not to war or councils, but to Aurora. To the way she smiled when she thought no one was watching. To the calm that had settled into my chest since she became my Luna. I had never known peace could feel like this—steady, grounding. Dangerous, even, because it made me forget that peace is always borrowed.That was when the guards announced them.Cassidy’s parents entered the great hall without ceremony. No dust clung to their cloaks. No blood marked their hands. But their faces were drawn tight with exhaustion, eyes shadowed with things they wished they had not seen.My heart sank.I straightened. “Clear the hall,” I ordered calmly. “And send for my father.”My father arrived quickly, his gaze sharp the moment he saw them. We moved into the council chamber, thick stone walls sealing us away from listening ears. The torches flick
The Half-Life of a Werewolf You're part of my thoughts
Chapter 134Aurora The morning after last night felt different in the softest way—lighter, warmer, like the world had shifted just enough to let me breathe.I woke to gentle kisses pressed to my forehead, slow and unhurried, as though whoever was giving them had nowhere else to be and all the time in the world. I smiled before I even opened my eyes.“Morning, beautiful,” Liam murmured.I blinked awake and found him hovering over me, propped on one arm, his hair loose and uncombed, his expression open in a way I still wasn’t used to—but was quickly growing fond of.“Morning, handsome,” I replied, my voice shy but honest.He smiled, not the confident Alpha smile everyone saw, but a quiet one meant only for me. “How do you feel?”I thought about it for a second. About the warmth in my chest, the calm in my bones, the strange sense that I belonged exactly where I was. “I feel… great,” I said, cheeks warming.“Good,” he said softly. “Come. Wash up. I want to take you somewhere.”That alon
The Half-Life of a Werewolf Intense
Chapter 133 Aurora I returned to the castle long after dusk, my body aching but light, as though something inside me had finally been set in motion. The Omega lands had done that to me—quiet strength, calm discipline, a kind of power that didn’t roar but endured. And Liam… Liam had watched it all with a softness that still made my chest tighten. I thought of the kiss. Heat crept into my cheeks as I climbed the stairs to my chambers. After speaking briefly with my father and grandmother, reassuring them that I was safe, I retreated into the quiet of my room. I bathed, letting warm water wash away the dust of training, then dressed in a silk night gown—pale, flowing, ancient in cut. It felt strange to wear something so delicate after a day of pushing my limits, but it felt right too. The room was dim, lit by lanterns and moonlight. Liam’s maps were spread across the table—battle lines, borders, notes written in a hand I still struggled to read. I circled them, amused. “Doe
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