All Chapters of The Half-Life of a Werewolf: Chapter 181 - Chapter 187

Chapter 181 Liam The ground beneath me smelled like blood and ash. I could feel it against my palms where they had forced me down. Dirt pressed into my skin. My chest heaved with every breath, each inhale sharp and uneven, like my lungs had forgotten how to breathe without her. Aurora. The name echoed through my head again and again, louder than the war, louder than the snarls of wolves around me. Aurora was gone. They had taken her. I had seen it with my own eyes— Damian and his wolves moving through the trees with her limp body in his grasp. And I had done nothing. The thought clawed through my chest like something alive. My body was caught between forms, half man and half wolf. Dark fur spread across my shoulders and arms, claws digging into the soil where they held me down. My teeth were sharper now, my breathing ragged, a low growl constantly vibrating in my throat. But it wasn’t rage that filled me. It was something worse. Helplessness. The wolves p

Chapter 183ScarlettEverything was slipping.I could feel it.Like sand between my fingers— no matter how tightly I tried to hold on, it kept falling away.My claws tore through the throat of the wolf beneath me, hot blood spilling across my fur as his body dropped lifeless to the ground. I barely spared him a glance. Another lunged, and I met him midair, our bodies colliding with a force that shook the earth beneath us.Pain. Rage. Noise.War.But none of it mattered.Because this was not how it was supposed to go.I landed hard, shifting partially back, breath uneven as I scanned the battlefield.My wolves were still many.Still strong.Still fighting.But so were they.My ex-husband.My parents.His parents.All of them standing against me.The betrayal burned deeper than any wound.They chose him.They chose Liam.A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I wiped blood from my chin.Of course they did.Even now, after everything I had done— after everything I had sacrificed— they still c

Chapter 185 Liam The forest blurred around me. Branches clawed at my fur as I ran, paws pounding relentlessly against the earth. Every muscle in my body burned, but I didn’t slow down. I couldn’t. Her scent was everywhere. Faint. Fading. But still there. Aurora. I pushed harder, lungs screaming, heart hammering violently against my ribs. The world had narrowed down to one thing—one direction—one purpose. Find her. Save her. Please… just let me not be too late. The thought repeated over and over in my mind like a curse. Images flashed without warning. Aurora smiling. Aurora crying. Aurora is weak in my arms. Aurora… gone. A low, broken growl tore from my throat as I ran faster, my wolf surging forward with desperation. The bond between us pulsed faintly, guiding me like an invisible thread. She was close. Too close. Something was wrong. The air shifted. The scent of blood grew stronger. Not just a little. Too much. And beneath it—