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35 - The Ranch Under Siege
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2026-04-23 14:13:23
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Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 37 - Alte Bibliothek
Beatrice’s POVI stare at the smoking ruins of the Mondwächter Cattle Ranch, my hands still trembling from the fight. Firefighters spray water over the charred skeleton of what was once a barn while police officers swarm the property like ants, radios crackling with official-sounding terms like “arson investigation” and “business rivalry.”No mention of vampires, of course. Just a convenient cover story about Brandon and Luke’s business empire making enemies. The Mondwächter Group does stretch across timber, cattle, fashion, furniture, plenty of competitors who might want them gone. A believable lie for the human world.My hybrid senses are still on high alert, the metallic scent of blood in the air, the acrid smell of ash, and underneath it all, the musky scent of wolf that makes something primal inside me stir. The wolves had driven back Velan’s attack, but at what cost?Brandon materializes beside me as the first rays of dawn streak across the sky, his fingers closing around my ar
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 36 - Reunion And Rivalry
Amanda’s POVThe barn blazed and flames licked the sky, and the reek of burning wood and blood felt like it choked me. Something was really wrong! We were supposed to be safe here, in East Werewolf territory.The whole ranch was burning; we were under attack!Our Mondfleisch cattle wailed, bleeding out across the fields; blood glistened red in the dark beneath the blue moon’s rays. I leapt off Alarica’s back, bones snapping as I shifted, red fur bristled, I pulled my claws out and sank them into a vampire’s neck; blood sprayed all over me. “Beatrice, stay close!” I yelled as my voice shredded over the chaos. Alarica reared, her unicorn horn skewering a vamp through the chest, while that annoying tri-colored dog Charlie darted around, yapping and nipping like a pest. He was so annoying! “Keep that dog outta my way!” I snapped at Beatrice, slashing another vamp. Then Brandon’s voice hit me—“Amanda! You’re alive!” His tone was rough and desperate. I leaped to reach him.Luke wailed
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 35 - The Ranch Under Siege
Brandon’s POVThe night air at Mondwächter Cattle Ranch was thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood, the barn a raging inferno against the dark East Berlin sky.Flames licked upward, casting an eerie glow over the cattle wailing in the fields, their blood glistening under the blue moon. Vampires swarmed like a plague, red eyes glinting as they tore into our defenses. I shifted mid-stride, bones cracking as my wolf form surged, gold eyes locking onto a vampire lunging at one of our Mondfleisch cattle defenseless calf. My jaws clamped around its neck, a satisfying crunch echoing as I ripped flesh and bone apart. Blood sprayed hot and warm, but there was no respite, another hissed from the shadows with daggers flashing.“Brandon, left!” Luke’s voice sliced through the chaos, his shotgun booming as he blasted a vamp’s head into a red mist. He reloaded with a fluid motion, hazel eyes sharp, standing firm beside me. “I’ve got your back, Alpha, the pack’s barley holding it up!!”
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid Chapter 34 - Flight Through Vampire Territory
Beatrice’s POVThe Berlin night slammed into me, cold as hell, fog thick with the smell of blood.We were tearing through West Berlin’s vampire zone near Savignyplatz, a few kilometers from Charlottenburg Palace.That square was supposed to be some charming spot split by Kantstraße, ringed by seven streets, with a leafy park, an old S-Bahn station, and fancy cafés and shops we’d never get to see.Alarica’s unicorn hooves thundered, her rainbow horn slashing moonlight, and I clung to her mane, whip lashes burning at my back, wrists aching from the chains.Amanda gripped my waist, her breath hot and jagged, still reeling from Velan’s dungeon shitshow.Charlie, my loyal tri-colored guard dog still leapt beside us, tail wagging like we weren’t bolting from a vampire death squad.My hybrid blood roared, thirst clawing my throat, claws itching, but I couldn’t do anything with it. Not yet.“Move it, Alarica!” I yelled, my voice scraping with desperation.Angelica’s sacrifice gnawed at me ” A
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid Chapter 33 - The Great Escape
Angelica’s POVThe castle is silent, a tomb draped in shadow, the air thick with the stench of old blood and Velan’s lingering scent—vanilla bourbon. My heart hammers against my ribs as I slip from my golden prison, the silken nightgown clinging to my sweat-damp skin. The clock strikes midnight, its chime a death bell in my ears. I clutch the key Anna-Lise told me where to get to, its cold metal biting into my palm. Fear coils tight around my throat—Velan, Jake, Paul, Marc—they’d rip me apart if they caught me. But it’s Velan I dread most, his whip, his smile, the way he turns love into a craved cage.I creep down the spiral stairs, bare feet silent on the stone, every creak a scream in my head. The dungeon door looms ahead, iron bars glinting in the torchlight. My hands tremble as I fumble with the key. “Anna-Lise,” I whisper as voice trembles, “are you sure about this? What if you’re leading me to my doom?”Her ghostly presence flickers beside me, pale and ethereal, her voice
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid Chapter 32 - The Pact with Anna-Lise
Angelica’s POV I sit across from Velan, candlelight dancing on the gold-rimmed plates. The table is laden with a decadent five-course feast, roast lamb sprinkled with rosemary, moose loin glazed with a dark reduction, caviar glistening on crisp blinis, a rare beef filet seared just so, and a delicate salad kissed with truffle vinaigrette.I sample each dish with care, the flavors exquisite yet fleeting on my tongue. They delight me, but they do not satisfy, only the blood does that, poured into crystal goblets, deep crimson and tasting of the finest wine. I sip it slowly, the warmth spreading through me, filling the hollow no mortal food can touch. Still, I am restless, perched on pins and needles. I must keep him here, away from Beatrice and Amanda. “Angelica, you are radiant this evening,” Velan says, his voice smooth as silk, slicing into his moose with precision. “That dress, red becomes you. I could devour you instead of this meal.” I offer a refined laugh, poised and
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