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71. Welcome To The Hargrove's

CHAPTER 71: Welcome To The Hargrove’s Pyra’s POV; Mr. Hargrove nodded, his eyes distant for a while. “The father of your children is after your life?” Madraya’s voice once again cut through the silence that filled the room. “Who is the father of your child?”“Oh, please mind your business, Madraya, especially when you’re in my house.” Mr. Hargrove glared at Madraya, but she only shrugged, getting up and walking to the small refrigerator located at the far end of the dining room. She opened it and took a drink of fresh soda. “And who in the hell has your permission to walk into my refrigerator, and take whatever you desire?” His voice was one of displeasure and shock as he stared at Madraya who mindlessly finished the can, gulping loudly as she rubbed her stomach in satisfaction, moaning in delight. I could feel the high level of displeasure of Mr. Hargrove from whence I sat, his face showed it all.Heavens; I felt annoyed too. Madraya’s antics, as usual, were intentionally provoc

72. If Only...

CHAPTER 72: If Only…Third person’s POV:Three days…It's been three days since Chief Commander Connor was thrown into the dungeon. It was an obvious stark fall from grace, for a man who once commanded armies with unshakable authority to nothing more than a lowlife.The stone walls of his cell reeked of damp rot, and the prison’s air hung heavy with fetal waste and urine. Living on stale bread, scraps of barely any dry meat, and dips of water barely distinguishable from his concentrated urine, Connor’s body felt weak; a testament to what he’s been fed, but yet, his body was sharper than ever. He knew what they were doing; Keeping him fed so little—just enough to keep him alive and he knew just why. It was for the questioning, broken by the time of his trial. He clutched his stomach as hunger clawed at him. As he slumped against the stone cold wall, the sound of approaching footsteps, one of heavy boots echoed down the corridor. Connor lifted his head, his hollow empty eyes narrowin

73. Rift

CHAPTER 73: RiftMaverick’s PovThe gentle breeze and morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting warm beams of light onto the long oak dining table. The smell of freshly baked bread, brewed coffee, and scrambled eggs filled the air, but my appetite wasn’t the cause of my satisfaction this morning. Just sitting beside me was Beta Derick, and just across from me, sat my mother, seated at the head of the table, her mouth moving, mumbling about something I wasn’t paying much attention to, with Derick nodding along. Natalie sat beside her brother with a small smile on her face, almost as if the storms that had raged within her for weeks had finally settled. It was… unexpected.She looked different, glowing with an unusual light, her smile—no longer one of those tight, strained smiles she used to offer, but a genuine one. Looking at her now, it softened her sharp edges. She’d been so volatile ever since I ended things between us, her anger and resentment palpable. I didn’t b

74. Not The Author But The End

CHAPTER 74: Not The Author But The EndLuna Elodie’s POV:I watched as everyone filed out of the dining room, leaving only the echoes of their footsteps in their wake, mingling with the faint clatter of silverware left abandoned on the plate. An unsettling silence filled the room, the lavish food on the table long forgotten. I sighed, my gaze shifting to the chair where Maverick had once sat. His behavior hasn’t gone unnoticed, the way his eyes lingered on Natalie more than they should have—studying her, questioning her. Maverick has always been stubborn, but now, even more. I let out a soft sigh, my hands folding neatly on my lap as I focused on nothing in particular. There were too many variables at play lately—too many cracks. What could have killed Connor?‘Who’ could have killed him? This is getting out of hand. Someone is covering their tracks carefully. I didn’t know why but my gaze shifted toward where Natalie sat moments ago. She wasn’t so bothered about Connor’s death, a

75. The Body Of Commander Connor

CHAPTER 75: The Body Of Commander Connor Maverick’s POV:The sound of heavy footsteps followed behind me, echoing off the walls. The heavy iron door of the dungeon groaned as it swung open, revealing the dim, damp corridors of the place I loathed the most. I scrunched up my nose in disgust, the stench of decay mixed with damp stone assaulted my senses, making my stomach churn. This was one of the reasons my father hated this place. He had always avoided keeping prisoners locked here, instead, preferring banishment or death as a form of justice. I never understood why, but now that I was here, I affirmed he was right.The dungeon was no place for the living or the dead.As I walked into the corridor, my mind replayed an earlier event. I had never personally known this Commander, but his death weighed heavily on my mind. If father's methods were followed, Commander Connor would still be alive now. Banishing him would have been a suitable and fitting punishment for his crimes if need

76. Oblivious Thane

CHAPTER 76: Oblivious ThanePyra’s POV: I couldn’t get over how beautiful my new room was. It was a startling neon green, brighter than anything I would have chosen for myself, but it still had an odd charm to it. Finally, a place of comfort. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed my stay in the pack house, but the constant new faces I see everyday, and not being able to enjoy an entire large room like this to myself as it would be shared with other maids, it was like I was in a whole different world. My fingers traced the edges of the book I was reading on my lap, its pages filled with advice on motherhood. As I read, each word felt foreign, like it was meant for someone else and not for me. Still, I forced myself to read, hoping the words would somehow sink into my soul and make me believe I was ready for this new chapter and episode of my life. I finished page seventy-two and flipped to the next page to continue when the faint hum of conversation outside the room caught my attention. I

77. Oblivious Thane 2

CHAPTER 77: Oblivious Thane 2Pyra’s POV: The suffocating tension lingered in the air, the once so large room I had admired felt like an enclosed space, the walls closing in on me. Veronica rushed to Thane, her movements jerky with hesitation. “That’s what I wanted to tell you, Thane, but you gave me no chance!” She said, her voice trembling slightly but slowly regaining its edge. Thane’s sharp blue eyes darted between us, confusion etched into his features as he grimaced slightly. His orbs finally locked on me as he asked the question I had dreaded. “Pyra is pregnant?” His tone was incredulous, each word carrying the weight of disbelief.Even hearing it out made me freeze, my breath hooked in my throat as I struggled to respond. My gaze locked onto his, and I felt utterly exposed. Sitting on the bed, I was like a statue, powerless against the storm swirling in his expression.“Are you pregnant, Pyra?” Thane repeated when he didn’t hear my reply, his voice firmer this time, demandi

78. The Game Of Truths

CHAPTER 78: The Game Of Truths Luna Elodie’s POV:It was still early as the morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the dining hall, illuminating every corner of the vast space. The soft clicks of my fork against the gold plate echoed through the large room, reverberating and bouncing off the wall, louder than I had expected. I glanced around the table—so many seats, so many spaces, all unoccupied. I sighed, trying to push back the familiar ache of loneliness that crept into my chest. “Well,” I muttered in a matter-of-fact, slicing a piece of bacon, “This is the best time to finally have some peace,” I said, munching on the bacon. Who was I lying to? It wasn’t peaceful; hell, it was suffocating. My eyes betrayed me, drifting toward the head of the table. The most important one, which wasn’t occupied right now. A chair sat there, perfectly in place, but its emptiness weighed heavier than anything else in the room. I didn’t care if Natalie, Beta Derick, or the other

79. The Red Thing

CHAPTER 79: The Red Thing Maverick’s POV:Attack? My pack is under attack?I wasted not even a second and left the office like it was on fire. What pack would dare attack the Fangborns?My pulse quickened, my instincts taking over as I headed for the door and out into the hallway. Behind me, I heard my mother’s voice calling out, her words urgent, but I ignored them. I had no time for explanations or any of her drama and self-righteousness. My people were in danger and they needed me. Just as I was about to leave the office door and race out into the pack yard, a hand grasped my arms, stopping me from med-stride. “What?” I snapped, turning to see my mother’s worried face. “I have no time for a dead commander and your self-righteousness. I have a pack—““Just be careful, son,” she said softly despite my rude words. Her words grounded me for a moment as I stared into her familiar sweet and kind eyes. My gaze softened, guilt creeping in for the way I’d spoken to her earlier. I no

80. Penance Of Hardwork

CHAPTER 80: Penance Of Hard Work Luna Elodie’s POV:The air in the Stronghold was thick with tension, filled with the muffled cries of children and loud whispers of frightened women in the dim, metallic chamber. The old cracked walls seemed to close in around us despite its large space, as we waited for good news, but every second seemed to drag on like an eternity. I stared at the frightened women, children and older pack members, sighing a little. I was meant to be their strength, their pillar in this time of storm, but even I wasn’t immune to fear. My hands trembled slightly on my thigh, my heart pounding within my chest as I tried to keep my composure. They need you to be strong, Elodie, I reminded myself. “Luna,” a voice broke through my thoughts, snapping me to attention. I stared up as an older woman approached me, her expression a mix of hope and dread.“I’m sorry to bother you, Luna,” she began hesitantly, bowing before me. “It’s alright,” I said dismissively, forcing a

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