บททั้งหมดของ The Half-Life of a Werewolf: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11 Amber’s POV I went back to my house in the human world, the quiet walls closing in around me. I sank into the chair, tears streaming down my face, my thoughts spiraling. What was I thinking? Why did I let everything spill out like that? But… no. It was the right thing to do. I love him, and I can’t keep secrets from the man I love. He deserved to know. It’s just… it’s so clear he doesn’t want anything to do with me now. And maybe… maybe he’s right. I’m not supposed to fall in love again—not after him. For a Luna Leader, loving another is not just frowned upon… it’s an abomination. My heart should have been sealed the moment my husband died. But it wasn’t. Somehow, he slipped past my defenses. Somehow, I let him in. And now, I stand here with a kingdom to rule, a legacy to protect, and a heart that refuses to obey the laws I swore to uphold. If my pack discovers the truth… if they learn I’ve given my heart to a human… they will see me not as their leader, but as

Chapter 13Raymond’s POV “Yes, Raymond. Yes!” she said with a burst of joy. My heart nearly leapt out of my chest. Oh, I’m so in love with this woman. When I kissed her, she gazed into my eyes with a look that stole my breath—like she was already picturing our whole future, weaving the threads of our lives together in her mind. I brushed a strand of hair from her face and whispered, “Amber, you need to stay. I want to introduce you to my mother again—this time, as yourself. No walls, no hiding. Just be you. Answer our questions honestly, and I promise… we won’t judge.” Her lips curved into a soft smile. “I’m ready,” she said. Together, we walked back to my mother’s house. The moment she saw us, her expression tightened. I could see her displeasure, though she kept it carefully contained. Still, I knew my mother well enough to sense her storm beneath the calm. We took our seats at the dining table, the air heavy with unspoken truths. This was it—the moment for confessions

Chapter 15 Amber’s POV I hated how this was turning out. So be it? No. It couldn’t end like this. We needed her blessing—Raymond needed his mother’s acceptance. I couldn’t stand the thought of being the reason they tore apart. I turned to his mother, my heart heavy. “I know this is hard,” I said softly. “And I’m sorry—for putting you and your son in this impossible situation. But you must understand… I’m taking a risk too. By involving humans, I’m putting not only myself, but my entire pack—and the supernatural world—into danger.” Her eyes narrowed. “Then why?” she demanded. “Why involve us at all when you knew it was against the rules? Why my son, out of all the supernatural men you could have chosen? You’re supposed to stay single, rule your people, not chase something as foolish as love. This isn’t love—it’s an abomination. You are going against your pack’s laws. Just leave us alone.” Her words pierced me, each one sharper than the last. I felt my chest ache. She wasn’t w

Chapter 17 Amber's POV I looked at Raymond, my heart aching at the thought of leaving him even for a short while. “You know what, Raymond? I think I need to go alone first… I need to face my pack before I bring you into my world. I have to respect them. It’s going to be hard for them to understand, but I have to do this the right way.” He looked pained but nodded, understanding that this wasn’t about fear—it was about responsibility. That night, I crossed the veil into the supernatural realm. The familiar scent of pine and earth wrapped around me, grounding me as I walked toward the heart of my pack’s territory. My people were already gathered, their eyes sharp with curiosity, suspicion, and loyalty. As their Luna and their ruler, I owed them honesty. I stepped forward, my voice steady though my chest burned with nerves. The night was heavy as I stood before them—thousands of wolves, eyes glowing like stars in the dark, every breath filled with suspicion, with anger, with b

Chapter 19 Amber's POV From the crowd, a deep voice rose above the murmurs. “Let us not forget,” the wolf declared, “we were not the ones who made this law, nor do we have the power to break it. This was no ordinary decree—it came from the Moon Goddess herself. It was forged for a reason. To defy it could bring chaos, or worse.” A low ripple of agreement passed through the wolves. The voice softened, almost regretful. “Luna, I honor you. I even support you in love. But this? This is a line that cannot be crossed. It breaks more than a rule—it breaks the very balance that protects us all. I know the pain of leaving the one you love… but do you know what kind of destruction it could unleash upon the rest of us?” Before the silence could settle, another wolf’s voice broke through, firmer, louder. “But she has never been selfish. She has never turned her back on us. This is the same Luna who placed her pack before herself countless times. Do you not remember when she gave up