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Chapter 32 - The Pact with Anna-Lise
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Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 46 - Claws and Confessions
Beatrice’s POVThe Giraffe Nr. 13 glowed soft under the Berlin dusk, the enchanted pond shimmering below my window. Edmund and Rosalind said good evening with a squawk. I sat cross-legged on the floor with brushes and makeup scattered, Linda beside me, her hoodie swapped for a sleek black dress and her page-cut hair loose.We’d already spilled our trauma dumping on eachother, me about Isabell’s childish tantrums and my fathers condescending tone, her about that psycho choking her voice away. Now it was girl time—dresses, jewelry, and fixing each other’s hair.I had ironed it pin straight with my flat iron. She looked so bomb!I swiped blush on her cheeks, grinning. “You’re hot, Linda, gonna knock that bastard dead tonight.”She smiled, small but real, brushing my bangs. “You too, a mauve-pink lipstick’s your vibe. We’re doing this, right?”“Damn right,” I said, clipping a silver hoop in her ear. “He’s fucked. you, me, charlie and Alarica? He has no chance against us.”Alarica, that b
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 45 - The Award
Beatrice’s POVThe art room at Morgenlicht Kunsthaus smelled like paint and turpentine, a Monday feeling buzzing through the air.I sat in the back corner, my favorite spot, canvas propped up, brushes in hand. Linda plopped next to me, her gray hoodie up as always with her soft brown eyes and that warm smile.Everyone was doing portraits—self-portraits, Professor Dietrich’s big assignment. He was the principal too, all dark suit and glasses, human and neutral to the whole vamp-wolf mess, but he knew his shit and called it “expressive release.”I dipped my brush in crimson, letting it glide, swirls of red and black, my hybrid mess spilling out abstract and wild. It felt good, meditative, like I could breathe for once.Then the door banged open, and my half sister Isabell strutted in unannounced, blonde hair flipped, rocking a crop top and red skirt that screamed attention-whore all over it.What the fuck was she doing at my school? Klaus Hoffman smirked from his desk, his brown suit
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 44 - Gown Shopping
Beatrice’s POVAlexanderplatz buzzed around us with all sleek shops and Saturday crowds, the air crisp with that Berlin chill. We’d just left Mondlicht Brew Café, Isabell’s smug grin still burning in my head, and now Amanda was dragging me and Linda toward the Mondwächter pack store, that fancy spot where Alice worked.I clutched the beautiful black bag I had gotten earlier from Amanda’s last shopping spree, my hybrid blood simmering that was restless once again. Linda walked beside me, hoodie up with her brown eyes flicking around.Mentally, I reached out, my voice soft in her head. “Linda, my family they fucked me up quite bad. Eric, Clara, Isabell… they berated me, insulted me daily, called me a freak. They still do.” I sighed.”That’s why I am so weird I guess?” I gave her a sheepish smile.Linda’s step faltered, her mind brushing mine, gentle but it was shaky, I could tell. “Beatrice… I get it. Mine’s ok, but… I’m pretty messed up too.”I glanced at her, curious. “Why? What hap
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 43 - The Mondlicht Brew Café
Beatrice’s POVThe Giraffe Nr. 13 felt like the only place I could truly rest and recharge, the Berlin skyline glinting through my window past that enchanted pond Walda conjured. I had grown to like Rosalinda and Edmund. They looked so cute together, curving their necks, cuddling all day. They looked content with life. I wish my life was as simple as that. I slumped on the blue velvet couch, still rattled from Velan’s goons and rabid dogs, my hybrid blood itching under my skin—useless and restless.The key twisted in the lock and the door banged open, and Walda hobbled in, her gray hair sticking up like she’d stuck her finger in a socket.“Walda, you alright?” I jumped up with wide eyes. “What happened to you and Erasmus Bluthexer? He’s such a weasel, breaking the truce like that thinks vampires can just waltz in all over Berlin!”“Hmpf, in his dreams!” Walda snorted, leaning on her crooked staff. “Not as long as I’m kicking which is a damn long time Beatrice!” She winked at me, ey
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 42 - Velan’s Rage
Angelica’s POVThe air in Charlottenburg Palace stank of old blood and that damn vanilla bourbon Velan drenched himself in like it could mask the rot creeping through him. I stood in the grand hall, silk nightgown clinging to my skin, sweat beading down my neck.I shivered, everything felt wrong tonight! The servants whispered in the protection from the darkness of the corridors. I felt so uneasy, my nerves on end. My heart hammered, but I kept my chin up, forcing that socialite smile he loved. He’d called me here late, voice clipped over the empty halls, and I knew, something was off. His gold eyes glinted from the throne-like chair at the room’s end, a crumpled paper in his fist. Victor’s blood-streaked report, I’d bet. That scarred bastard hadn’t died in West Berlin—Beatrice and her wolves left him limping, and now he’d crawled back to snitch.“Angelica,” Velan said, voice low, trembling with that edge I’d learned to dread. “Care to explain this?”I swallowed, stepping closer
Wolves Of Berlin The Cursed Hybrid 41 - Ambush at Morgenlicht
Beatrice’s POVThe morning sun glinted off the wolf and vampire statues flanking Morgenlicht Kunsthaus, their gemstone eyes—citrine and sapphire watching me like they knew something I didn’t. I stood by the steps, backpack slung over one shoulder, paintbrushes poking out. Linda hovered nearby, her gray hoodie pulled tight, eyes darting. She’d just come back to school after Walda patched her up at my apartment, the Giraffe Nr. 13—vampire venom nearly took her out at Urban Timber. Amanda paced a few feet away her red, curly hair catching the light, her boots scuffing the pavement. She was still pissed at me, I could tell, jealousy simmering under that protective glare she’d been throwing since the ranch.“Beatrice, you good?” Amanda asked with a tight voice, arms crossed like she was holding herself together.“Yeah,” I muttered, shifting my weight. “Just… trying to breathe without someone jumping me.”She snorted, but her green eyes softened a fraction. “Stick close. School’s no saf
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