บททั้งหมดของ The Darkside of the Moon: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

In the heart of the Amazonian Rainforest, the fires of conspiracy burn bright. Charmaine has ingratiated herself with the Hydra Pack, using her charm and cunning to weave a web of deceit that even Alpha Cortis cannot entirely unravel. She knows that the only way to secure her place in his ranks is to prove her worth, to show that she is not just a traitor but a valuable ally.Cortis watches her with a wary eye, his trust hard to earn and even harder to keep. He knows that she is dangerous, a viper in wolf’s clothing, but that would make them both kin since he is the Black Mamba, more dangerous even than a viper. They’ve have something in common after all, he also knows that she is his best chance he’s got to bring down Alpha Wilson and claim Clovis City for himself.“Charmaine,” he calls to her few days after she’d arrived the Mamba’s den, his voice echoing through the stone halls of his stronghold.She appears almost immediately, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of fear and anticipat

The silence that follows is heavy, oppressive, as Demika struggles to process the information. She feels a cold knot of dread forming in her stomach, a sense of inevitability that she cannot shake off.“And the Book of Shadows?” she asks, her voice trembling.Granny Minama’s eyes narrow slightly. “The book survived the fire,” she admits, her tone cautious. “I locked it away, where it could do no more harm. But perhaps… perhaps it is time for you to study it. There may be something within its pages that can help you master your powers.”Demika’s heart skips a beat at the thought. The Book of Shadows, a tome of unimaginable power, within her reach. But Granny Minama’s next words send a chill down her spine.“Remember this, child,” the old woman warns, her voice stern. “As a Wicca, you must never allow the book to lure you into practicing black magic. The book is tainted, corrupted by the dark rituals your father performed. It will tempt you, draw you in with promises of power, but you m

The household of the Robinsons stands as a quaint cottage, tranquilly small but exuding a certain grace that belies its modest size. The walls are adorned with climbing ivy, its leaves a deep green that contrasts beautifully with the whitewashed exterior. The roof, shingled with aged wood, slopes gently, giving the cottage an almost storybook charm. Inside, the warmth of a well-loved home is evident in every corner, from the worn but polished wooden floors to the soft, earthy tones that decorate the space. The air is always filled with the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread or the faint scent of lavender that Mrs. Jackie Robinson so diligently sprinkles around.Mr. John Robinson, Selena's father, is a figure of quiet authority. A respected district leader at Laketown, he holds a position that, while lowly ranked within the Redbone Pack, commands a significant degree of respect among the townsfolk. His leadership is marked by fairness and an unyielding sense of duty, qualities tha

Chloe’s eyes shift from Selena to Demika, and something sparks within her, a flicker of attraction that she hadn’t expected. “We are. Just passing through, really,” Chloe says, her voice soft yet filled with a subtle intensity.Demika smiles, her heart fluttering in a way that feels both strange and exciting. “Well, welcome… Strangers! To the Coffee Shop Inn. We make the best brew in town. Any special request?”There’s a brief pause, charged with an unspoken energy. Valentine and Selena exchange a glance, each of them trying to decipher the other, while Chloe’s gaze lingers on Demika, something deeper and more profound stirring within her.“I’ll get your coffee,” Selena says, breaking the silence as she moves to the machine. But her hands are trembling slightly, the presence of Valentine affecting her more than she cares to admit.Chloe steps closer to the counter, her attention focused entirely on Demika. “You’ve been here a while?” she asks, her tone almost casual, but there’s a gli

He steps toward Selena, his gaze intense, almost predatory, eyes turn red. “You will stay away from them, Selena. I won’t have my mate consorting with Vampyres.”Selena opens her mouth to protest, but the look in Wilson’s eyes silences her. She can see the demon lurking just beneath the surface, ready to break free at the slightest provocation. Her heart pounds in her chest, fear mingling with the overwhelming love she feels for him. She can’t bear the thought of losing him, but neither can she ignore the connection she feels with Valentine.“Wilson, please,” she whispers, her voice trembling. “You’re scaring me.”At her words, something in Wilson shifts. The fury drains from his face, replaced by a look of horror at what he’s almost done. He reaches out to her, his hands trembling as they cup her face, tilting her head so that he can look into her eyes.“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, his voice thick with regret. “I never meant to frighten you.”Selena’s heart aches as she sees the torment