LOGINChapter 37: Heartbreak and disaster Lucas’s POVI dragged my feet to the tournament ground, each step, a heavy reluctant protest. The air hung with anticipation, but all I could feel was a dull ache in my chest. My opponent was a guy with platinum blonde hair, his abnormally silver eyes sizing me up. I paced around, feeling restless, wanting to end the fight right away. My mind was foggy, occupied with the thoughts of Phoebe. My father sat beside Vivian, his intense gaze locked on me, making a beam of sweat form on my forehead. “Lucas! Lucas! Lucas! The crowd cheered, chanting my name, but it did nothing to fill up the empty hollow feeling. The buzzer sounded, and I took a deep breath. The boy with platinum blonde hair rushed forward, not wasting time. His speed was impressive, hair whipping around his face. I leaned backward, dodging the blows with minimal effort. I retaliated with a punch to his ribs, pushing him backward. He groaned, his eyes igniting with a silver and golden g
Chapter 36 : Reject her Lucas’s POV The day I had to make the decision was here, and my chest couldn’t help but tighten. My throbbing head banged so hard as if it was being hit by a hammer. I was torn between two decisions: choosing love over my responsibility or rejecting Phoebe to save my pack. The weight of the choices felt like two heavy stones pressed upon me. “Please, Moon Goddess,” I muttered a silent prayer, hoping it would somehow change my fate. “Help me.” Arriving at the tournament ground, ear-piercing and chaotic screams echoed. The air filled with so much energy, excitement and anticipation. Then, I saw her. Phoebe. The sight of her stole the air in my lungs, my heart doing a little break dance in my chest. She looked more stunning and sexy when she fought. Stephen, a guy who was a legend in this school beside the Big Three, lunged, his moves, precise and measured. But Phoebe dodged, determination shining in her eyes. The way she moved with experience, retaliating wi
Chapter 35: Fighting contest Phoebe’s POV “I’m gonna kill you!” Hannah exclaimed through gritted teeth. Her eyes blazed with a yellow glow, her nails elongating with sharp claws. With a loud growl, Hannah charged forward, slicing through the edge of Aurora’s brown shirt. Punch after punch landed in Aurora’s abdomen, a guttural moan escaping her lips. The crowd jubilated, the cheers, drowned by the unsteady thud of my heart. Blood squirted in Aurora’s eyes when Hannah’s hardened fist connected to her jaw, her head going backward.The game wasn't meant to be this violent, but Hannah was one who never liked following the rules. To win, you have to either knock out your opponent or push them off the circle.Aurora raised one hand to wipe the blood that trickled from her mouth, murmuring something I couldn’t hear. Her jaw tightened, her hands clenched into fists. She pounced on Hannah, her claws tearing through the left side of her face. “Bitch,” Hannah spat, staring daggers at Aurora. S
Chapter 34Phoebe’s POVWith her chin held high, Felicia walked towards me, each step, measured and purposeful. I watched her approach, a cold glint in my eyes. “Wait! Don’t tell me you paid those people to try to kill me,” I sneered, my gaze locked on her. “Of course not,” she retorted softly, her tone firm. “Why in the world would I do such a thing?” I glared at her with narrowed eyes, my brows rising with disbelief. Tension hung in the air, thick with unspoken accusations.“Let me guess. You were hiding in trees all along right? Watching a good show,” I spat, my hands clenched.“Yes,” she replied flatly, her gaze locked on a distant object. “I wanted to see if you’d be able to succeed.”A heavy, pregnant silence descended. “How did you do it?” She asked, breaking the silence.“Do what?” I asked, my voice barely audible.“How were you able to shapeshift into the silver wolf effortlessly. I never showed you how to do that.”“Well, I just did it. I believed I could.”“Hmmmm.” She exte
Chapter 33: Hunted by two wolves Phoebe’s POVI took a step back, my heart pounding like a cannonball thudding against my chest. A woman emerged from the trees, appearing behind the man with a mask. She carried a longbow, its dark wood, etched with mystical markings that seemed to shimmer under the soft sunlight. A quiver, filled with sharp arrows, rested across her shoulders, swaying slightly with each step she took. Her hair was brown like the color of nuts, her emerald-toned leather jacket, blending with the forest. She paused, her expression calm and calculative. Her cold eyes, sharp like a hawk’s, scrutinized me, sending a shiver down my spine. “Make it quick,” her voice, cold and totally void of human emotion, cut through the air. “Sure,” the bulky man chuckled, his eyes flickering with blood lust. “Wait for me here. It won’t be long.”I watched them discuss as if I was just a chicken about to be slaughtered. The man pulled off his mask, revealing a hideous black scar that ran
Chapter 32Phoebe’s POV “Oh no. Why are they here?” I thought to myself. Vivian exchanged a knowing look with Lucas’s father, a prideful smirk playing on her lips. “Time to end this,” she muttered, her eyes igniting with a golden glow mixed with a bit of red. “An alpha!” I whispered, sudden dread washing over me. It was obvious she could have ended the fight long ago, but she was waiting for something. Waiting for them. Before I could blink twice, she was behind me, her speed a blur. She grabbed me by my collar, before throwing me mid-air and kicking me off the arena’s circle. The world tilted, my vision blurring. Lucas’s father nodded in satisfaction, pride shining in his eyes. Behind him was Lucas. His hands were clenched into his fists and his jaw tightened. He stood up abruptly, but a strong grip on his shoulder, forced him to sit back. His face, a mask of conflicting emotions. The last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was Aurora’s worried face. I could feel myself b
Chapter 31Phoebe’s POVThe buzzing sound of the alarm sliced through the quiet, waking me up. My eyes fluttered open slightly, as I stretched my hand lazily to turn it off. My body felt heavy, like a log of wood, protesting against the very idea of movement, probably because I had cried myself to
Chapter 30: Vivian Phoebe’s POVLucas’s eyes widened, looking as if he had just seen a ghost. “Hello, fiancée,” a low, melodious voice rang out. I turned around, my breath hitched almost instantly. Standing before us was a lady, her deep emerald eyes fixed possessively on Lucas. With narrowed gaze
Chapter 29: Love or dutyLucas’s POV“Reject her now!” He demanded, his tone firm and final. The words slammed into me, like a heavy blow. Color drained from my face, my heart sank, a knot forming in my stomach. I stared at him, processing the command. My eyes flickered to Phoebe. Her usual vibrant
Chapter 28Phoebe’s POV “C’mon. Show me what you got,” she said, her eyes igniting with a violet glow. I roared, rushing towards her with brute force. She stood in the same place, her expression relaxed. With one hand, she pushed me back, despite her being in a human form. The impact sent me back







