All Chapters of The Half-Life of a Werewolf: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 100 Liam Cassidy’s message reached me by mirrorlight — short, grim, and edged with urgency. Your father knows. He has discovered you’ve gone to the human Vale. Of course, he had. He always did. He knows his son well. He knew that once I set my mind on something, not even the gods of the Moon could change it. I hesitated to go after her when he told me she was safer in the human Vale than in the supernatural one. I wanted to believe him. I tried to. But I couldn’t leave her there, not alone. Every part of me rebelled against it. The thought of her living among humans, unaware of the dangers that could creep in from both worlds, made my blood burn. So I went. I gathered a few of my most trusted wolves and crossed into the human Vale. I told myself it was to make sure she was safe. But deep down, I knew the truth—I couldn’t stay away.The air was thick with human scents as I passed her dwelling once more—quiet streets, muted chatter, and that familiar heartbeat I could re

Chapter 102 Ronan Her scent rose through the air like a slow-unfurling spell, soft yet piercing, ancient yet new. It drifted into me before my mind could form a single thought, before reason could anchor my feet to the earth. Cassidy. The moment the cub’s claw tore the thread around my wrist, the world shifted. The earth beneath us steadied, the air thickened, and my wolf — silent for years — surged like a storm breaking from chains. Her fragrance filled my lungs, warm, wild, unbearably familiar. A scent made for me. A scent carved from fate. My breath hitched. My chest tightened. Something inside me snapped in place — ancient, primal, irreversible. I looked at her. She looked at me. And time… stilled. There was no Vale, no pack, no children training around us. No voices, no duties, no destinies. Only her — her eyes widening, her lips parting in the softest gasp, her heartbeat echoing in my veins as though it were my own. The bond opened like a door thrown wide, and I

Chapter 104SeleneThe summons came at dawn, sharp as a blade slid beneath the door of my peace.The King demanded my presence.Of course he did.Cassidy must have flown to him the moment she sensed even a whisper she could twist. Her tongue was always quicker than her sense.I entered the King’s chambers with my head high, my footsteps soft but steady upon the stone. The air within was heavy—thick with authority, scented with old dominance, and tinged with something far less noble: suspicion.The King sat rigid, his gaze a storm waiting for something to strike.“What is this I’m hearing about you, Selene?” he asked, voice cold as winter.I met his eyes, refusing to bow to whatever tale had been spun in my absence.“What exactly have you heard, my King? For I understand none of your accusations.”He rose slightly, shadows clinging to the folds of his robes.“You gave your word to guard the girl Aurora’s secret. Yet it reaches my ears that you plot harm against her… or worse—that you i

Chapter 106LiamThe morning lay quiet over the mortal town, its pale light spreading like a thin veil across the rooftops. I stood at the window, which I had taken as my watchpost—silent, unmoving, a shadow carved from stone. For days I had tracked her, guarded her, breathed in the faint thread of her scent carried by the wind. My duty as prince demanded I return to my pack… but my soul, my wolf, refused to leave her.Aurora.The name itself was a tether around my chest.As the sun climbed higher, a man approached her home—tired shoulders, familiar steps. I watched as he knocked, and she opened the door.“She is with family,” I murmured. “For now… she is safe.”A rustle of footsteps echoed behind me. One of my warriors—Brann—entered with a respectful bow, the faint clink of his armor brushing the silence.“My prince,” he said, “I bring news and counsel. We have been watching the perimeter since dawn: no movement, no threat, no scent of hostility. The girl appears truly safe here. You

Chapter 108 Liam I remained outside her home long after the ambulance carried her father away. The wail of the human siren faded into the distance, yet my fury did not. It coiled in my chest like an old beast waking, pacing, hungry. Those three wolves dared lay hands upon my mate’s blood. Unforgivable. My warriors still knelt the captured intruders before me, their breaths ragged, bodies bruised. I stepped forward, letting my power settle over them like a shadow. “Speak,” I commanded, voice low, ancient. “Yield your loyalty and I shall grant mercy. Stay silent—and you die with your secrets. Think well… you each have a mother waiting for news. A mate hoping for your return.” They lifted their heads slowly. Even battered, they clung to defiance. “We remain loyal,” one gasped. My jaw hardened. So be it. I turned to my warriors. “Take them to the Vale—silently. Slay two. Spare one. Break his body, not his life. Let him crawl back to whatever coward sent him… and tell h