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85 - Manipulation Of Trust
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2026-05-09 23:57:31
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Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 89 - Reichstag building & Wannsee Log Cabin
Beatrice’s POV The Reichstag building stood before us, its glass dome glinting under the pale Berlin sky, today a symbol of our hardships and renewal. The stone facade bore scars of war, but the modern dome above spoke of resilience, fitting for what we were about to do. Inside, the plenary chamber buzzed with tension, its circular rows of seats empty save for our group. I stood beside Charles, his hand warm in mine, my heart pounding as I faced Brandon. His amber eyes were steady, but I could see the weight of the pack on his shoulders. The Wolves of Berlin—and the vampires were desperate for a cure to their infertility, a lingering side effect of the venom that transforms us. My hybrid blood might be the solution, but after everything I’d endured, the thought of giving it up made me unesy. “You sure about this, Beatrice?” Brandon asked with a questioning tone “Your blood—it’s a lot for you but at least this time I am asking you and not demanding things” he said with a w
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 88 - The Hexenhaus Hex
Niklas Adler’s POV The air in Gendarmenmarkt crackled with old magic, the twin cathedrals looming over the square. My blue magic flickered at my fingertips, steady as ever, though my bones ached from centuries of use. I adjusted my black tuxedo, glancing at Walda beside me, her emerald cloak billowed in the night breeze, her sharp eyes glinting with mischief. Across from us stood Erasmus Bluthexer, Velan’s pompous royal warlock, his gray hair slicked back, his crimson robes screaming arrogance. Behind him, the five witches—Brunhilde, Hildegard, Ingeborg, Gretchen, and Ursula—lounged on conjured chairs, their cackles already echoing. “Ready to spank this overgrown toddler, Niklas?” Walda grinned, twirling her crooked cane. I inclined my head, a faint smile tugging my lips. “A gentleman never shies from duty, Walda. Though I suspect you’ll enjoy this more than I will.” “Damn right I will,” she snorted. “Been itching to hex this peacock since he crawled out of Velan’s shadow.
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 87 - A Traitors’ End
Amanda’s POV The ranch smelled of damp earth, pine, and the unmistakable scent of Mondfleisch Cattle. The moon cast long, ghostly shadows over the barn where we waited, shadows that seemed to whisper of past betrayals and promises broken. Every breath tasted of cold resolve and simmering fury. My claws itched as if they sensed the moment before it even arrived. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a war drum calling me to action. This night was not just about bloodshed, it was about reclaiming our honor from those who had betrayed it. Marc, Jake, and Paul, the traitors who’d sold us out to Velan for his promise of endless female conquests were about to walk into their graves. Their treachery had tainted everything we had built, and tonight, retribution would be served cold. Luke had set the trap, his voice low and steady as he leaned casually against one of the recently restored posts. His brown eyes, usually warm with mischief, now shone with a fierce glint of hat
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 86 - The Ressurection
Beatrice’s POV The necropolis beneath Charlottenburg was a tomb of shadows, the air thick with the stench of moldy stone and old blood. I lay chained to a cold slab, my wrists raw from the iron cuffs, my hybrid blood sluggish from Velan’s latest syringe. Each breath felt like a countdown and I was going to die here, drained dry for his twisted cure. The bloodstone glowed on the altar, its ruby light pulsing like a heartbeat as I tried to steady my stuttering pulse. I couldn’t look away, couldn’t stop the terror clawing at my chest. This was it. My end. I was going to die here. Nobody was coming to save me and Charles was dead. If nobody wanted me, what was the point in living anyway? Velan stood at the altar, his platinum hair gleaming in the flickering torchlight, his dark eyes feverish with triumph. He held Angelica like a steel cuff around her tiny waist, her silk dress clinging to her perfect frame, her blue eyes wide with pleasure, a stark contrast that wasn’t se
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 85 - Manipulation Of Trust
Angelica’s POV The golden bed felt cold and empty, the sheets still crinkled from Luke’s warmth hours ago. His scent—wet fur and honeydew lingered faintly, but the storm outside had quieted, leaving only the drip of rain against the window. I lay there in my white lace underwear and silk robe, staring at the crystal chandelier’s dim glow with a hollow chest. Luke’s fierce kisses, his whispered promises to free me from this hellhole, echoed in my mind. But he was gone now, slipped back into the night, and I was alone again with Velan’s chains tightening around me. A chill swept through the room, sharper than the rain’s aftermath. My breath hitched as a shadow flickered near the window—a figure coalescing from the dark, her form translucent yet piercingly real. Anna-Lise, her ghostly eyes glinting, hovered above the floor, her voice like a snake that slithered around my neck inside my head. “You’re wasting time, Angelica. Clinging to that wolf, to your pitiful hopes. There
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
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