All Chapters of The Half-Life of a Werewolf: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 140LiamThe sound reached me before the sight did.Shouts—not of alarm, but of command. The sharp clash of boots on stone. The crackle of fire.My heart lurched.I was already moving before thought caught up, instincts screaming, wolf surging forward like a storm breaking loose. I ran through the corridor, past startled guards, past smoke curling along the ceiling.Then I saw her.Aurora lay on the floor near the kitchens, pale against the dark stone, her body unnaturally still. Blood stained her gown, spreading fast beneath her side. The smell hit me next—iron, smoke, and something wrong. Very wrong.My world narrowed to her.I dropped to my knees beside her, hands shaking as I gathered her into my arms. “Aurora,” I breathed, my voice breaking despite every effort to stay strong. “Aurora, stay with me.”She didn’t stir.Rage and fear collided inside me, tearing through my chest. My wolf howled, wild and furious, demanding blood, demanding answers. I lifted her carefully, hol

Chapter 142Aurora Time passed quietly after Liam left, the room settling into a heavy stillness that pressed against my chest. I was still staring at the door when it opened again, more gently this time.My father rushed in first, his face pale, eyes wide with fear he didn’t try to hide. My grandmother followed closely behind him, her usual calm shaken, her hands trembling as she hurried to my bedside.“Aurora,” my father breathed, dropping to his knees beside me. His hands cupped my face as if he needed to feel that I was real, alive. “My child… are you hurt badly?”“I’m here,” Grandma said softly, already pulling the covers back slightly, inspecting me with sharp, worried eyes. “Let me look at you. Oh, my brave girl…”“I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a reassuring smile even as my chest tightened at the sight of them like this. “I promise. The pain is much better now. I’m healing.”My father exhaled shakily, pressing his forehead to the side of the bed for a moment before straig

Chapter 144AuroraEvening had settled softly over the room, the kind of quiet dusk that made the walls feel warmer and the shadows gentler. I was resting on the bed, eyes half‑closed, letting my mind drift when I heard Liam’s footsteps enter. I didn’t need to look to know it was him—his scent reached me first, familiar and comforting. I opened my eyes slowly, and he was already sitting beside me, his expression calm but his shoulders tense, as if he had been walking around with a heavy weight on his mind.His hand moved carefully to the place where I had been stabbed earlier. The wound had healed completely, leaving no mark behind, but he still checked as though he expected to find something wrong. His eyes softened the moment he confirmed I was fine.“How do you feel, wife?” he asked gently.“I feel much better,” I replied, watching the relief wash over him.He shifted closer, his voice low, almost hesitant. “Aurora, I’m sorry. I made that decision for you without thinking about how

Chapter 146Liam The moment I heard shouting outside the castle gates, something cold and heavy settled in my chest. It wasn’t ordinary shouting. It was panicked—desperate. The kind of sound that only follows blood.I rushed out, and the sight that hit me nearly brought me to my knees.Lucious—my brother—was being carried in by three omegas, barely conscious, barely breathing, his entire body smeared in blood. Too much blood.For a heartbeat, my world stopped.No Aurora.No sign of her anywhere.My heart slammed painfully against my ribs. No. No, no, noI ran toward them, grabbing Lucious from their arms. “What happened?!” I barked, fear sharpening every word.He didn’t answer, he couldn’t. His head lolled to the side, eyes half-open and unfocused. His skin was ghostly pale, his breathing shallow.Bella rushed in at that moment, her face draining of color as she saw him. “Lucious!” she cried, dropping to her knees beside us, her hands trembling as she touched his cheek. Tears streame

Chapter 148 Liam I stood at the castle gates long after the warriors had assembled, my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles had gone white. The scent of blood still lingered in the air, Lucious’ blood, and every breath felt like swallowing fire. Aurora was gone and taken and stolen right out of my hands. I couldn’t think about anything else. “Alpha, the warriors are ready,” one of the guards said quietly, bowing his head. I didn’t even acknowledge him with words just a sharp nod. My voice felt trapped somewhere behind the weight on my chest. I stepped forward, looking over the rows of wolves hundreds of them standing at attention, waiting for my order. “Search everywhere,” I finally said, but the words cracked. I cleared his throat. “Every territory, every border, every forbidden ground. I don’t care who you disturb. I don’t care what you break through. Bring her back.” A ripple of determination passed through the warriors, and they bowed before scattering into the night. The