All Chapters of Alpha's Cursed Twain: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

KILLIAN'S POVI knew Sam and Celeste were putting in a lot of work to help me escape this situation, but deep down in my heart, I knew the possibility of me escaping unharmed was little. Only I knew what was going on inside of me, and although I wasn't the type to give up, nothing motivated me to hold on, nothing to fight. Soon, Malthus will take over, and that's it for me. My concern now was not to hurt anyone while at it. So far, he was going to stick to hurting just me. I will be good. And while being alone, I have thought a lot about the whole thing. It's very unlikely for him to take over my body and just vacate the pack; he will try to continue ruling as me, he will do whatever his intentions were, but under the canopy of my body. I don't want that. So I have concluded that I will have Sam end my life quietly when things start to go south. I wasn't sure whether he would agree to do that or not, but I sure as heck would have to find a plan B just in case he turned that down. The

CELESTE'S POVThe journey to the Moonstone Howl pack was strange. Strange in the sense that the whole path had been remodeled. Places I remembered to be once covered my trees and bushes were now buildings and factories. If not that Sam was with me and he sure as heck knew what he was doing, I could have said we had lost our way at some point. Even at that, as we journeyed, I still had my contemplation, and I only felt relieved when I saw the large, famous mountain that indicated the border of their pack. I lightly tapped Sam on his upper arm and pointed toward the mountain for him. "I think we should stop here and continue the rest of the journey on foot." It's still a bit far away, but I don't want to take chances, especially after Kaiden had found out we were interested in coming to his pack. I knew him like my nightmare; he would try to bend every power under his control to make sure we didn't get what we wanted. And did I ever tell you he has a lot of influence? Well, there you

CELESTE'S POVBefore I could stop myself, I had already sprinted into the room and was holding onto Sam. The sound had just triggered the fear I had tried so hard to hide. "Damn, I thought we agreed you were only going to step in here if I was hurt?" He sounded like I had just committed a serious offense when, in reality, I was just trying to save him. "Don't give me that tone, you heard the sound that the floor made, I thought you stepped on some sort of trap and it was sending you straight to a secret tunnel underground." I rolled my eyes and let go of him. "You have the time to think of that in how many seconds? And I just stepped onto a tired wood, the place is pretty old." "You are an arse." I rolled my eyes and ambled past him to the nearest thing I could find. A chest, similar to the one under my bed in Killian's estate. Opening it doesn't take my time, as I already know how to work it. And inside the chest was the first enchantment book I had held in my entire life. "The

CELESTE'S POV"This is way easier than I assumed." Sam chuckled to himself, taking a moment to observe the moonstone but not bothering to come any closer to it, not to speak of touching it. The stone lay in my hand, a gloomy kind of light grey, elegantly simple with no form of design on it. It oddly reminds me of still, clear water on a summer morning. Beautiful. I could get lost in it by just staring, whereas at the same time, there was nothing there to stare at. Maybe it's the history it carried, the power. "I think you should stop staring, it's compelling in a way," Sam said skeptically from the other side of the room. He had now resumed going through stuff again, like he wasn't the one lamenting about finding the moonstone just now. "What? Are you scared of it?" I joked wholeheartedly, raising the Moonstone with one hand. He scoffed and didn't even bother to face me. I am telling you it has the power to keep you locked in, and that's exactly what it was doing to you. Stop stari

CELESTE’S POV“I fell hard for your mother. She was my everything. I guess you could say she saved me, even. After I met her, I wanted nothing but to put my life back in order. To do away with every and any irresponsible thing I was doing, just so I could be with her. She shaped me into a better person, she urged me to become the best father I can be for you.” I scoffed outwardly, if only he knew what she did after he died. If only he knew the monster he had for a mate. If only he will be able to see what she has turned into right now.“It was a fateful afternoon, I was sitting around a campfire in the heart of the forest, together with some of my comrades from the witch’s Coven, when a crashing sound pulled us off from our discussion. At first, we thought it was just a tired tree that had finally given in to nature and fallen, but the movement became more and more suspicious. Some witches and I decided to check it out. That was single-handedly the first right decision I have ever m