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81 - Hexenhaus Cafe
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2026-05-07 14:52:49
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Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 84 - The Wolf’s Return
Angelica’s POVThe light of the crystal chandelier bathed my chamber in a soft glow, illuminating the white lace underwear and silk robe clinging to my skin. I lay sprawled across my golden bed, my heart restless, yearning for Luke. His touch had always sent a different kind of shivers down my spine, a stark contrast to the nauseating weight of Velan’s arm around my waist. Every moment with Velan felt like a tightrope walk, his unpredictable moods and devious schemes kept me on edge, waiting for the next blow to fall.A sudden gust of wind rattled the open window, rain lashing against the glass as thunder roared in the distance. My breath caught as a familiar figure leaped inside, Luke, his light brown wolf fur matted with rain and streaked with blood. The metallic scent hit me, sharp and alarming.I scrambled to my feet, rushing to him as he shifted back into human form, his body shivering slightly from the cold.“Luke! Are you alright?” I gasped, pressing his sturdy frame again
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 83 - The Devil’s Tree
Luke’s POVThe night air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as I crept through the shadowed grounds of Heinrich’s sprawling mansion on the outskirts of Berlin.The moon hung low, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns, perfect cover for what I had to do.Velan’s grip on Angelica was tightening, and Heinrich, her human father, was the linchpin keeping her tight on his leash.If I could free Heinrich, it might loosen Velan’s hold just enough to give her a fighting chance.My boots sank into the soft soil as I approached the side entrance.Marc, a rogue wolf out on patrol, wasn’t here, I had lured him away on a useless mission as cover.I’d dug the trap earlier with him unaware of its true purpose a massive hole disguised with branches and leaves near the tree line, ready to swallow Velan’s servants whole.The mansion had an eerie stillness tonight.Heinrich sat by the fireplace, his sharp gaze assessing me as I entered. I gave him a curt nod. No time for pleasantri
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 82 - A Fitting Fight
Amanda’s POVThe air in the Mondwächter store was crisp, the faint scent of lavender and expensive leather and textile hanging in the air. I ran my fingers over the edge of a dark velvet gown, my mind wandering for a second before Linda broke my focus.“You look… glowy,” she said, teasing, her eyes scanning me with a playful grin. “Ever since you snatched Brandon, you’ve got this… aura about you.”I raised an eyebrow, giving my sister a pointed look. “You’re not doing too bad yourself, you know. I saw how Niklas Adler couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Didn’t think you’d be his type.”Linda laughed, shaking her head. “Well, what can I say? I have a certain charm. But you? You’re glowing in a way that doesn’t just come from a pretty dress. You’re the Luna of the pack now.”I felt my chest tighten at the mention of my role, the power settling deep within me like a warm weight. “Alright, enough of the sweet talk,” I said, my voice shifting slightly. “We’ve got work to do. I need something
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 81 - Hexenhaus Cafe
Niklas Adler’s POVGendarmenmarkt sqaure stretched before me through the Hexenhaus Café’s color-stained-glass windows, its twin cathedrals—the Französischer Dom and Deutscher Dom flanking the Konzerthaus.Built in the late 17th century, this square had seen kings topple and revolutions spark, a political hot spot now hosting a different kind of council. The café’s wooden walls creaked with history, its air thick with espresso and the electric sound of crackling old magic.I leaned against a table, blue magic flickering at my fingertips, watching five covens of witches fill the space.Gendarmenmarkt buzzed with life outside, but inside Hexenhaus Café, time bent to the will of those who had lived through decades.I held the door open for Walda as she shuffled inside, her emerald cloak swaying behind her. She paused, looking me up and down with a smirk.“You’re older than sin itself, Adler,” she remarked dryly. “You might permit me to hold the door for you on occasion.”I inclined my he
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 80 - Angelica’s Deception
Angelica’s POVThe air in Charlottenburg’s dungeon was thick with damp stone and the metallic smell of iron—Beatrice’s blood. She sat bound to a chair, wrists raw from the ropes I’d tightened myself, her golden hair matted with sweat and grime. Her eyes, those fierce hybrid eyes that once met mine with trust, now glared at me through a haze of pain and betrayal. I hated this. I hated every second of it. But Velan stood behind me, his platinum hair glinting under the flickering torchlight, his dark eyes boring into me like he could see through my soul. I had to play the part, or we’d both be dead.“Where’s the bloodstone, Beatrice?” I snapped, my voice sharp as a whip, forcing a sadistic edge into it. I leaned in close, gripping her chin hard enough to bruise, my fingers trembling despite the act. “Tell me, or I’ll carve it out of you.”She spat in my face, a weak glob of saliva hitting my cheek. “You’re a monster, Angelica,” she rasped, her voice hoarse from screaming. “I truste
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 79 - A Bullet Too Late
Charles’s POVThe balcony floor was cold against my cheek, blood seeping from the gunshot wound in my chest, a burning ache that blurred my vision. Flames licking the sides of the Gallery.Beatrice’s scream still echoed in my ears as Hans and Dieter dragged her away into the night. I clutched the art deco diamond tennis necklace I was suppose to give her as a second engagement gift—its heart pattern pressed into my palm, a lifeline to her. I couldn’t lose her. Not now. Not ever.Especially not to my arch enemy Velan.“Charles!” Amanda’s voice cut through the murmur of clinking glass and mingling guests, sharp and urgent. Her heels clacked as she rushed onto the balcony, Brandon right behind her, his growl rumbling like thunder. “Oh my God, he’s hit!”“Move!” Brandon barked, shoving past her. He dropped to his knees beside me, his golden eyes blazing. “Hang on, man. We’ve got you.””Amanda, there’s a fire, call the firefighters and start evacuation of all the people inside, do it
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