Mag-log inAzara Storm is a special wolf, blessed by the goddess with immense abilities. Her fairy-tale life ended the night her pack was raided. Left as the only survivor after the invasion, she tried to flee but was caught by the famous ferocious quadruplet Alphas. Fate plays a trick on her as the quadruplets not only recognize her as their mate but also protect her from her hunters, which is unlike them, but this protection comes at a huge cost. Azara's heart shatters when she discovers that she is bound to be the quadruplet Alphas' slave mate. Her life ended the moment they claimed her. They were her Masters, her body and soul belonged to them. Soon, Azara not only got entangled in the unexpected romance with the quadruplets, but she found herself drawn to the brothers’ mystery. They were gross darkness and she was the pure light, but one thing about darkness was its ability to allure even the purest light, consuming it until it is stripped of its innocence. The burning desire to claim them consumed her, but this was at the expense of her deepest darkest secret. Would she be willing to compromise even if revealing her identity could test their love? Could she have them all? Whose heart would be broken so hers could be whole? What happens when the rogues come for her, would she be able to hide her secret forever?
view moreChapter 85Giselle's pov. If only that bitch Azalea knew that it was a trap– the fight, the intense provocation, the pretense…It was carefully orchestrated by me to set my plan in place. I endured everything while my dignity was at stake– the bitter shame, the mortifying torture, the cruel punishment. The sand that clung to my skin reminded me of the humiliation I swallowed. All these for a piece of information.My withdrawal and indifference for weeks filled her with laxity. She thinks the Almighty Giselle had been defeated, simply because I was stripped of my Luna title. Little did she know the crafty plans I had in store for her, and the huge fight between us was that final piece to end the confusing puzzle of her identity. Azalea Hunter.There was something about her–something strange, something powerful, something dark, something big…bigger than her imagination. Something unknown to me, her mates, and the rest of the world. Her deepest darkest secret. That was one of my las
Chapter 84Azara.“You filthy bitch!” Giselle roared in anger, her furious eyes almost popped from their sockets. I squinted, cringing inwardly as her high-pitched voice rang like an old cathedral bell in my ears, almost hurting my eardrums. The effect of her powerful howls caused the ground beneath my feet to tremble mildly. Her deadly eyes found mine as they blazed with fury, ready to melt my skin off my bones. With slow calculated steps, she came face to face with me. Her eyes were acidic, laced with fury and contempt as they dug into me unblinking, waiting for a chance to pounce on me when I was vulnerable. The air thickened with rage and hatred. The atmosphere was filled with tension and the silence that engulfed us was deafening. The unusual pounding of her heart and her harsh breaths filled my ears. Her anger was palpable. Under the soft glow of the sun seeping through the window, I could see her pupils dilate and her eyes flicker as the rage that grew within her threate
Chapter 83Azara. I was wrapped in despair the moment I met myself in my room. The enchanted garden, the dazzling flowers, and Tatiana vanished in the flash of light. My heart was on the verge of exploding as I began to recollect the dream bit by bit. My best friend was murdered in cold blood. Yet, we were kept in the dark. No one suspected a thing. How clever could this killer be? Framing her death as suicide. Everything was done so perfectly that even the Alphas were convinced. What baffled me most was the killer's ability to blend amongst sympathizers during Tatiana's last moments and burial moments. Fuck! How could we not notice? How could I not notice?! It wasn't that hard to spot the ruthless killer amongst the grieving crowd, right? The person with weird behaviour, suspicious character, tensed expression, impatient act, paranoid feeling, and strange body language. How could I not notice anyone?! How could I not be vigilant? How could I fall for such a fabricated st
Chapter 82Azara.“I see all you've been doing in my absence. The way you take care of my mother, the flowers. I appreciate it, but you need to bond with your mate, Azalea. They miss you badly. Don't drift apart because of me. Don't lose them. You've always wanted this, to have your mate's wrapped around your fingers, to start a family, don't ruin all your hard work.” Swallowing the sadness in my throat as those words marinated within me, I agreed with a slow nod, forcing a sad smile to hang on my face as I blinked hard to avoid tears. She was not far from the truth. But this truth broke my heart. I wasn't ready for it, not now, not ever. I just wanted to bond with my friend. After Tatiana's burial, I thought I would never see her again, but thankfully, I got to see her in my dream. If only it were reality. Nonetheless, I was thankful to the Moon Goddess for granting me the rare opportunity to spend time with my friend. Lifting her head from my lap to scan the environment, I c
Chapter 66Azara.I wept into my pillow, my body shaking with grief. I had already lost track of time. I couldn't recall the minutes that slipped away, but I knew it was over thirty minutes. I was late. My mind drifted to Asael. It was as if his long, hard, icy stare bored into my soul, remindin
Chapter 69Azara. “Before I begin, please send for Lucille. She and Giselle are cohorts,” Tatiana revealed as the air thickened in tension. For the first time, the fear that lingered in Giselle's eyes was tangible, shaking her to her core. Her chest rose and fell as the sharp claws of terror tor
Chapter 67Azara. My heart somersaulted as fear seized the breath in my lungs the moment I caught sight of Giselle's long, sharp canines glistening under the golden glows of the chandeliers. Pure rage radiated off her in thick waves, sending chills rushing throughout my body. Goosebumps blanketed
Chapter 68Azara. “We invited her for breakfast to introduce her to my Beta and Gamma officially,” Atlas stated, causing Guselle to scream in shock. It was like adding insult to injury. Her eyes burned in humiliation as disbelief enveloped her. “What?” I muttered, too stunned to talk as surprise






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