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Chapter 122

Author: Khalicy.P
last update publish date: 2026-07-05 23:07:36

HORACE

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.

The phone slipped slightly in my sweat-slicked grip, still warm from Harold’s broken voice. His words echoed relentlessly in my skull like a tolling death knell, fracturing my reality.

“Valentina’s been taken,” he had rasped, his pride completely shattered, each syllable dripping with a sickness that made my blood run cold.

“Agatha… she’s pulling every single string. Years of this. All of it.” The confession hung heavy in the silence of my room, laced wi
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  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 123

    HORACE“You lied,” I snarled, my voice completely laced with the deep growl of my wolf. “You lied to me, Elisha. Every single day, you poisoned my fucking mind with your selfishness and your twisted half-truths.”She gasped, her chest heaving, but I only tightened my grip, leaning in until our faces were inches apart.“You don’t know Valentina like I do,” I hissed, the raw truth finally ripping out of my chest. “You don't know the fire in her soul, or the way everything in my life is just right when she’s near me.”“I should’ve trusted my own goddamn instincts from the very beginning. But you... you just kept feeding me doubts. You kept pushing your own pathetic narrative because you're a selfish bitch.”Fresh tears welled in her eyes, but they did absolutely nothing to soften the burning rage in my gut.“You manipulated me while Valentina suffered,” I growled, my vision tunneling into fury. “Now she’s in real trouble. A fucking life or death situation, and it’s entirely my fault for

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 122

    HORACEMy hands wouldn’t stop shaking.The phone slipped slightly in my sweat-slicked grip, still warm from Harold’s broken voice. His words echoed relentlessly in my skull like a tolling death knell, fracturing my reality. “Valentina’s been taken,” he had rasped, his pride completely shattered, each syllable dripping with a sickness that made my blood run cold. “Agatha… she’s pulling every single string. Years of this. All of it.” The confession hung heavy in the silence of my room, laced with decades of buried guilt and the horrific truth of how deeply he had been manipulated.I paced the floor like a caged, rabid wolf. My claws were half-extended, scraping faintly against the polished marble, leaving faint white lines in the stone. Inside my chest, my wolf howled for blood, for raw vengeance, tearing viciously at the fragile barriers of my remaining control.Every single memory of Valentina twisted the knife deeper into my ribs. I was such a fucking fool. She had looked me in the

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 121

    Chapter 121HAROLDI slammed my bloody fist hard against the cold floor, a sharp shockwave of fresh pain shooting straight up my arm. “Bitch!” I growled through my gritted teeth, the sound vibrating with pure hatred.She had hooked me right there. In that exact moment of weakness, when I was sobbing uncontrollably like a terrified child in her arms, she had cast her line. She had reeled me in for years of blind, unyielding service. All the cover-ups, all the illegal operations, all the dirty work, and every single body we had buried had led to this dark, freezing room.I was crashing out hard now, my mind fracturing under the weight of it all. But the fiery anger inside me burned so much hotter than the physical pain. Revenge. I wanted it so fucking bad it tasted like warm, metallic blood in my mouth. Agatha would be ruined. She would be destroyed. And the beautiful thing was, I knew exactly how to make it happen. I knew where all the skeletons were buried because I was the one who

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 120

    HAROLDThe secondary room was pitch black, except for a thin, mocking yellow light cutting under the bottom of the door. They had thrown me in here like a pile of rotting garbage.Even with my wolf's strength, I couldn't fight back. I couldn't do a damn thing. Not after they plunged a serrated silver blade deep into my side right before dragging me in, leaving the toxic metal to burn against my raw ribs and completely paralyze my healing. The silver felt like liquid fire rushing through my veins, an excruciating poison that forcefully grounded my wolf, locking him behind heavy chains and leaving me weak enough for them to easily overpower. Me. The damn Alpha’s son. Reduced to a broken dog bleeding on the floor.With everything I had done, I didn’t even think my father would think of saving me now. If he knew the truth, he wouldn’t even bother to listen to what I had to say. He would look at me with nothing but pure disgust and disappointment, because all I had done was disappoint him

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 119

    Harold’s POVI coughed hard, a spray of warm blood flecking my cracked lips. I shook my head against the cold floor. “You’re... you’re bluffing. You wouldn't risk your own name like that.”“Am I?” She let out a soft, musical laugh that made my skin crawl. “Darling, I built an insurance policy so flawless it would make Machiavelli blush. If I die... if I am killed, or even if I just disappear under suspicious circumstances, everything is released to the high council automatically.”“But not under my name. Under yours. Every illegal account. Every operation designed to frame our rivals. Every financial trail leads straight to the pack funds you supposedly managed. Every piece of evidence proves you orchestrated Deja’s death.”She stepped closer, her shadow completely swallowing me.“The thugs who attacked her? They were paid directly from your private accounts but it looks like I own it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with sadistic joy. “The warehouse cleanup? Done entirely on your

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 118

    Harold’s POV“Oh, poor Harold... You want honesty, don't you? So let’s be honest.”I stared blankly at the woman I thought I had completely figured out by now. The air in the room felt entirely too heavy, pressing down on my lungs. My mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air before I could finally sum up the courage to force the words out. “Stop joking, Agatha. This isn’t funny.”“I’m not joking,” she said. Her tone was flat, completely matter of fact, lacking even a shred of hesitation.The dry, nervous laughter that escaped my throat died instantly, choking me. “What do you mean you’re not joking? Agatha, look at me and tell me she's lying. Tell me you had no hand in what happened to me and Deja.”Agatha shrugged elegantly, swirling the liquid in her cup as if we were discussing the evening weather. “I did. I planned the entire thing, Harold. I manipulated you. I lied to you from the very start. Valentina has always been telling the truth... and I am the mastermind behin

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 78

    HORACE Valentina stiffened beside me, her scent spiking with unease but she kept her face calm, squeezing my hand harder like she was trying to hold me in place while the whole table went quiet. I felt my jaw lock the rage building hot and fast because she lied to me. Valentina lied about Zuria a

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 77

    HORACEI forced my horny thoughts away. The entire drive to the dinner, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Terribly wrong, because I know Valentina.I knew her well enough now to see the difference between flirting with me and distracting me. But fuck, she was winning at it.The

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 76

    VALENTINABy the time I got back to the penthouse, my brain felt like someone had dumped a thousand puzzle pieces into a blender and pressed start.The entire evening kept replaying in ugly little flashes. Agatha's stupid face, Harold's over the top warning, the hospital room, the things I had hear

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 75

    VALENTINAA cold, heavy knot twisted violently in my stomach. The absurdity of her words made my blood boil. "What is that supposed to mean, Agatha?" I snapped, using her actual name for the very first time. It felt sharp and hostile on my tongue. "Killed who?""Harold’s little slut," Agatha spit o

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