LOGIN🔥 What do you think Desmond is planning next? Was the wine a warning or something worse? Should Eugene confront his half-brother before it’s too late? 👉 Comment your theories and find out what happens in the next chapter.
The arena no longer sounded like a place hosting a duel, it sounded like war.The growls of wolves echoed like thunder against the stone walls, blending with the horrified gasps of the crowd and the violent crashes that shook the very ground beneath everyone’s feet.Dust hung thickly in the air now, stirred constantly by the monstrous force of three powerful Alphas tearing across the battlefield.But despite there being three Alphas, it no longer felt like an even fight because Alpha Leonard stood above the others like big force.His aura still flooded the arena with suffocating pressure, so overwhelming that many weaker wolves could barely keep their heads up. Some spectators had retreated farther back instinctively, unable to withstand the crushing dominance pouring from him.And at the center of that nightmare, Eugene and Desmond were struggling badly.Another deafening crash shook the arena as Leonard’s massive wolf slammed into Desmond again, throwing him violently across the dir
The ground was breaking apart beneath them. Dust exploded into the air with every impact, stones cracking under monstrous force as the duel descended fully into chaos.One second Eugene was lunging forward with terrifying speed, claws tearing through the air toward Leonard’s throat, the next, Leonard twisted with unnatural precision and slammed his body into Eugene hard enough to shake the entire arena.Gasps erupted from every side.The force of the collision sent Eugene flying backward, his claws digging into the earth as he fought to stabilize himself.Leonard barely moved afterward. His massive wolf stood tall amidst the dust, his golden eyes glowing with frightening intensity.“Moon Goddess…” Mira whispered from the stands.Beside her, Becca’s fingers tightened around the edge of her seat. She could feel Eugene’s struggle, even from here.here.Her heart hammered painfully against her ribs but she refused to look away.Across the field, Max stood rigidly near the edge of the arena
The air had changed. It was no longer just heavy, it was suffocating.The kind of tension that settled deep into the bones, making every breath feel sharper, every heartbeat louder. The crowd had gone quieter now, their earlier murmurs fading into a low, restless hum because this was the moment.At the center of the grounds, Eugene stood tall. Max stepped closer to him, his presence steady, grounding. For once, the usual sarcasm that clung to him was gone. Max placed a firm hand on Eugene’s shoulder.“Hey,” he said quietly.Eugene glanced at him and Max held his gaze.“This is it.”Eugene nodded once.“I know.”Max exhaled slowly.“Listen… I’ve said everything I can say already and gou probably ignored half of it anyway” he began. A small smirk flickered on his lips as Eugene huffed a quiet laugh.“I didn’t ignore it.”Max raised a brow.“Sure you didn’t.”A brief silence followed then Max’s expression shifted again.“You’re stronger than both of them,” he said.Eugene didn’t respo
Every eye in the arena fixed on the entrance of Alpha Leonard, every breath slowed, every heartbeat seemed to echo louder in the chest and then the soldiers walked in.Rows upon rows of soliders marched in perfect formation, their armor gleamed under the fading light, their movements synchronized, disciplined and deadly. Each step landed with a quiet thud that rippled through the ground, a reminder of their sheer number and unity.They were not like ordinary pack warriors, they were trained and they carried his presence with them.The murmurs in the crowd began instantly.Max’s jaw tightened as he watched.“They came ready for war,” he muttered.Eugene didn’t respond, his eyes remained fixed forward because behind the soldiers came someone far more imposing.Alpha Leonard didn’t rush as he walked forward.Every step he took carried weight, authority radiating from him like an invisible force that pressed against the chest of everyone watching. His eyes swept across the grounds once
Eugene stood before the tall mirror, his reflection staring back at him with unwavering intensity.He looked every bit the Alpha, dressed in dark, fitted battle attire that emphasized his broad shoulders and powerful build, every line of fabric seemed tailored for battle.The material was reinforced, practical, yet undeniably regal, something that marked him not just as a fighter, but as a ruler.His hair was slightly damp, pushed back from his face, exposing sharp features that held both strength and focus. His eyes, calm but burning with quiet fire, reflected a man who knew exactly what was at stake.Behind him Max stood with his arms crossed watching then a slow smirk spread across his face.“Well, if confidence alone could win this duel, it would already be over” Max said, tilting his head slightly, Eugene let out a quiet chuckle.“I’ll take that as a compliment.”Max shrugged lightly.“Take it however you want. You look like someone who’s about to break bones” he replied. Eugen
Members of the pack stood along the edges, filling the viewing space with tension and curiosity. Some faces were hopeful, others anxious. Many simply watched, knowing that whatever happened today would reshape everything.Guards lined the perimeter, standing tall and alert, their presence forming an invisible boundary that no one dared cross.The air itself felt heavier and Becca stepped into that charged atmosphere.She was breathtaking, dressed in flowing gown that clung elegantly to her figure, the soft material catching the light with every movement. The color complemented her skin, rich and radiant, while subtle embroidery traced along the edges like royalty.She looked like a Queen reclaiming her place.Mira walked beside her, her expression softer but no less composed. Her eyes moved constantly, taking in every detail, every face, every possible threat.Ariel followed just behind, quieter, more cautious. Her hands were clasped together, her gaze lowered more often than not. A
The tension pressed its weight onto the forest like a heavy, silent blanket. The trees were blackened silhouettes against a moon faintly obscured by clouds, and the wind whispered through the branches. Every rustle of leaves sounded like a footstep, every snap of a twig set nerves on edge.Eugene
The morning sun barely pierced the windows of the tracking post where Jack stumbled through the door, leaning heavily on one of his men. Every step sent a jolt of pain through his bruised ribs and torn shoulder, and his face was smeared with dirt, blood, and sweat. Behind him, the other trackers
Morning crept into the dungeon like a pale light sliding through the iron bars, cold and hesitant, as though even the daylight was afraid to disturb the silence that had settled over Jack during the long hours of the night. He had slept in jarring bursts, more dozing than resting, his mind trapped
When Becca pushed open the door to one of the bedrooms and stepped inside, she exhaled with relief.“Two bedrooms,” she announced after a quick look around. “Not bad for a place that looked like this.”Mira stepped in behind her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Two bedrooms?” Eugene repe







