Semua Bab Tides of Passion: The Pirate's Curse: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The entrance to the labyrinth was a dark, eager mouth, a damp, eager breath that exhaled the thrill of risk and the unknown. Amelia led them in, her determination a fierce, living force that filled the space with life and the thrill of discovery. The shadows followed, long, waiting things that curled around the crew like a patient, unrelenting promise. The narrow passage was a wild, vivid energy, a sharp, uncontained presence that filled the space with life and the thrill of danger. Gabriel guarded the rear, his watchful presence a fierce, bright energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. Lucas stayed close, his concern a vivid, living force that filled the air with life and the bright, thrilling energy of risk. The danger was a sharp, living thing, a bright, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrilling promise of the unknown. The crew's entrance into the labyrinth was a vivid, living force that filled the space with life and the t

The loose floorboard is an old secret, a hidden, expectant thing that fills the captain's quarters with a fierce, living promise. The ancient wooden chest is weathered and salt-stained, a wild, vivid energy that fills the space with the thrilling energy of risk and the unknown. The crew moves with routine precision, their presence a bright, uncontained force that fills the ship with life and the thrill of discovery. Amelia's curiosity is a sharp, living energy that draws her to the loose floorboard, the gesture a wild, uncontained force that fills the air with the bright, thrilling promise of the unknown. Amelia pulls at the loose floorboard, her movements a bright, uncontained force that fills the space with life and the thrill of discovery. She finds an ancient wooden chest beneath, weathered and salt-stained, a wild, vivid energy that fills the space with the thrill of risk and the unknown. Her hands are a fierce, living presence as she lifts it out, her touch a sharp, uncontained

The air was a damp, hungry thing that filled the space with the thrill of discovery. Amelia moved down the narrow passage, the light from the torch a soft, bright glow that led her into the unknown. Gabriel and Lucas were close behind, their presence a fierce, unyielding energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of discovery. The underground chamber opened around them, its stone walls a sharp, vivid force covered in the faded marks of a forgotten past. The breath of the ship was a sharp, damp energy that filled the air with the thrill of discovery. An altar stood at the center, a wild, living presence that filled the space with the promise of the unknown. A dusty scroll lay across its surface, the seal unbroken, a fierce, silent force that filled the air with life and the thrill of risk and danger. Amelia reached for it, her hands a bright, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. The chamber was a large, vivid presence, a sharp, u

The moon and stars were harsh, merciless eyes that looked down upon Gabriel, judgment in their unblinking gaze. The deck was empty save for his hunched form, its massive bulk diminished by the weight of what he couldn’t do. The rail bit into his hands, and he savored the pain, willing it to bring him something other than this festering sense of failure. It didn’t. His hands clenched on the wood, his grip too tight, too desperate, the nails of his claws biting into the rail and leaving bloody marks. His thoughts were the same, clawing and gnashing at the inside of his head. Nothing he did was enough. Not to break the curse. Not to protect the pack. Not to keep her safe. Not to keep any of them safe. The rough, unyielding wood was better than the softness of doubt. Gabriel examined the dark stains on his fingers, disgust heavy in his eyes as they shifted from normal to werewolf gold. Blood he should have been able to prevent. Blood he couldn't. He made no move to clean it. His breath

Lucas emerged from below deck, his silver-blue eyes a bright, cutting energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. His younger, leaner frame was a sharp, unyielding presence, a quick, living force that filled the space with the thrill of risk and discovery. His arrival added tension to the standoff between Amelia and Gabriel, his voice a vivid, living energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unexpected. He moved with calm confidence, a bright, uncontained force that filled the space with life and the thrill of discovery. The rain was a relentless presence, a wild, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of risk and danger. The storm was a sharp, vivid force, a fierce, living energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. The tension between the three characters was a bright, living presence, a sharp, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of discovery. Lucas's voi