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Penulis: Harriet Ifeanyi
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Her scent—familiar, haunting, maddening—hit him like a blow to the chest. Reyes’s muscles tensed instinctively, his breath catching as the wolf inside him surged forward without warning. That raw, primal instinct that had haunted him since the incidence in the forest, flared like wildfire in his veins.

“Ivone,” he growled, more animal than man now. She paused at the other table but didn’t turn.

Reyes took a slow step forward, barely able to rein in the heat rising beneath his skin. “Do you even know what your scent does to me?” he asked, voice low and harsh. “It’s like you carry a piece of something I’ve been searching for my whole life—and every time you’re near, it gets harder to stay civil.”

Ivone glanced back at him, her expression cool but her pulse racing. “Then I suggest you stay far away from me, Reyes,” she said softly. “Because you’re not the only one who’s starting to see things more clearly.”

A low growl emanated from his belly and out his mouth through gritted teeth.
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  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   You'll Be Mine

    Ivone didn’t flinch, didn’t speak. Only the faint sound of her breathing moved between them. When she finally spoke, her voice was low. Cold. Distant. “If you’ve come to gloat,” she said, her eyes still fixed on the horizon beyond the balcony, “you’ll have to try harder. I can’t hear you over the sound of your army dying.”A muscle in Reyes’s jaw ticked, but his voice, when it came, was smooth and measured. “On the contrary,” he said. “I came to give you a gift.”He smirked as he strode across the room, the heavy fall of his boots softened only slightly by the ornate rugs beneath them. He paused by the balcony, parting the curtains with one hand to glance out at the hazy horizon where distant fires and smoke curled into the pale morning sky. The faint clamor of battle still echoed from beyond the castle walls—shouts, steel, the raw sound of chaos.Without turning to face her, he spoke, his voice dripping with mockery. “Still hoping your precious Triston will come riding in to save you

  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   Grovelling

    “Look at me,” he said softly.Zina tried to turn her gaze away, ashamed, but his grip tightened just enough to still her. Her eyes, bloodshot and glassy, met his. She looked utterly broken, yet beneath the tears and fear, a flicker of something else—guilt? regret?—still lingered.Reyes smiled, though there was no warmth in it. “Is this what you’ve been reduced to, Zina?” he asked, his thumb brushing a tear from her cheek. “The proud serpent of my court, now weeping in the dirt like a child?” he murmured, tilting her head slightly. “Look at you. Groveling.”She flinched, more at the tone than the words.“I—I never meant to betray you,” she stammered as her voice broke. “I was misled. Confused. I only ever wanted to serve you, I thought I was doing what was best—”“What was best for you,” Reyes corrected, his voice dipping lower. “Not for me. Not for Nyxora.”She blinked rapidly, tears spilling again. “Please… give me a chance to make it right. I lost my way but I—I’ll prove myself, I s

  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   Hope To Dispair

    Reyes rode hard from the battlefield, his cloak snapping behind him like a war banner soaked in the fury of the day. The castle loomed ahead, dark and imposing, its spires cutting into the overcast sky like jagged blades. Even from within its stone walls, the distant cries of war—clashing steel, anguished screams, the rhythmic beat of war drums—bled through the air like ghosts refusing to be ignored.He dismounted before his horse had fully stopped, boots slamming into the gravel with controlled urgency. His guards rushed forward to take the reins, but Reyes waved them off with a sharp gesture. His face was tight with simmering rage, the kind that made even his loyal men shrink back instinctively.“Seal the gates,” he snapped to the nearest guard. “I want every man who can still grip a sword ready to ride again within the hour. No exceptions.”The soldier gave a sharp nod, turning at once to carry out the order. But before he could disappear from sight, Reyes called after him. “The El

  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   Triggered

    “Don’t you dare die on me,” Triston ordered, his voice trembling with fury and desperation. “Hold on. We’ll get you out of here. Jaxon, Xaren—get the damn arrows out of the way! Clear the field!”But Revin shook his head weakly, his breath rattling in his lungs. “Listen… to me.” His fingers twitched, barely gripping the front of Triston’s torn tunic. “Ivone… she can’t stay there. Don’t let… don’t let Reyes keep her… not a day longer.”Triston’s throat tightened, his jaw clenched as he fought to hold back the emotions clawing at him. “I swear it. I’ll bring her back. You’ll see. We’ll—”“No,” Revin whispered, his voice breaking. “It… it gets worse for her. If you don’t… stop him now… you’ll lose her.” His eyes clouded, his strength slipping like water through his fingers. “Promise me…”Triston swallowed hard, the world around him narrowing until there was nothing but Revin’s face, pale and bloodied. “I promise,” he said, voice like a vow carved in stone.Revin exhaled—a final, shudderi

  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   Desecrated

    Triston leaned forward in the saddle, almost involuntarily, as if getting a few inches closer might make the inscription less real. He blinked hard, his throat closing. “That... no. That can’t be—”But it was. Reyes' smirk from across the field told him it was no lie. No bluff. It was a message, a desecration, a declaration of war not just on Elyria, but on him—on everything he held sacred.Jaxon moved closer, a hand tightening on his shoulder. “Triston, breathe.”But Triston couldn’t. Not yet. His world had tilted violently off balance, the ghost of his sister rising from a coffin that never should have been here. The pain, the confusion, the raw betrayal—it surged inside him like fire in his veins.And above it all, the voice of Reyes still rang clear. “You want her back?” he shouted, gesturing to the coffin now surrounded by black powder. “Come and claim her.”And then he saw it. All around the coffin, black powder. Lots of it. Carefully placed, purposefully set. His eyes widened.

  • Wolf's Bane: Moonlit Forbidden   Captive

    The morning sun had barely risen when Reyes rode into the battlefield at the head of his column, black armor gleaming with a cruel sheen. Behind him, two heavy wagons rumbled forward, drawn by thick, snarling beasts bred for war. Each wagon was large and draped in coarse, dark tarp, the edges fluttering like torn banners in the breeze.The Nyxorian soldiers parted for their Alpha, forming ranks on either side as he dismounted and strode forward to the front of the line. He held no flag of truce, no token of diplomacy—only that ever-present smirk, carved sharp across his face like a blade.With a casual flick of his hand, he ordered the wagons pushed forward, closer to no man’s land—the stretch of land between enemy lines that neither dared cross without a fight. As the first wagon groaned to a stop, Reyes raised his voice, projecting it across the field.“TRISTON!” His voice cracked like a whip, echoing through the valley. Silence fell over both sides as heads turned and breaths held.

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