All Chapters of Ex-Breeder's Return for Vengeance : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Serene's Pov His eyes hadn't changed. They held the same cruelty and hardness I remembered — like shards of ice.He smiled at me from the distance — a smile that I had seen countless times in my nightmares, a smile that said he was ready to hurt, ready to kill. A smile that promised pain and delivered it without remorse.My heart thumped in fear, despite the fact that Agnar and his men were right beside me and that I was a good distance away from him.From the distance, he lifted his hand slowly, figures curling in a beckoning motion. His smile widened, wild and manic.But it was Agnar who stepped forward, his steps unhurried and delibrate with the calmness of a man who'd face death and dared it to blink first.“Hello, Roman,” he said, his voice steady but laced with steel and a tight control. “We meet again.”Even from where I stood, I could hear the amusement in his voice.“Let her come to me.” Roman said, his cruel eyes still fixated on me.Agnar tilted his head slightly. “Where i

Serene’s POVDrifting.Weightless.Cold.That’s what death felt like.Not peace. Not silence. Not some gentle hand leading me into a warm light.No. All I felt was rage. It was rage.My purpose was unfinished, my death wrong.My soul twisted through the dark open space, tethered to nothing and no one, yet chained to everything I had left behind. I could feel the fury burning inside me—hotter now than it ever was in life. A fire without a body, without bone or blood, to restrain it.In my mind's eye, I saw Ianthe walking away from my lifeless corpse, wiping the blood from her blade like I had been a mere pest. I saw Roman’s glare of hate and the battle that had ensued between him and Agnar.I screamed.Not that it mattered.No sound came.Nothing cared.The world did not care that Serene had died. That she had been murdered.I was invisible. Powerless.But not broken.I drifted through the boundary between worlds, time slipping by without meaning. Was it hours? Days? Years? Did it eve

SERENE'S POV“Lunch will be served in a few minutes. Come downstairs when you feel like it.”I nodded at him, unable to talk, still shocked at the turn of events.He left quietly, shutting the door behind him and leaving me to my jumbled thoughts.I had heard of people being given second chances at life, but it had been like a lore, a legend from another life. I had never thought I would be one of those people.But at what cost? I wondered.I shook my head. I would take things slow. One tiny step at a time.I stripped myself of my clothes and made my way to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, I stared long and hard at the person in the mirror and I inspected myself for injuries from the battle, but there was none.It was still me. The same hair, the same eyes, the same tiny scar across my left shoulder blade.My resurrection had not changed my appearance, but I wasn't the same girl anymore.I was different.My hand slithered down to my stomach. Flat. Empty, and I remembered that a chi

SERENE'S POV “You okay?” Agnar asked as we stood in front of the Alpha King's mansion, staring.I nodded. “Yes.”There must have been something in my face because he said, “You sure? You can stay with the guys in one of the cars.”I shook my head negatively even though my stomach was tied together in a tight knot. “I'm fine. I would like to come with you.”I wouldn't hide. I wanted to see Roman, wanted him to see me — to see that I was fine and thriving.Agnar smiled and clasped my hand in his without warning. “Come on then.”“This way, please,” motioned one of the maids ushering the guests in by the gate.As we followed her, I was taken aback by the grandness of the entire house. I had heard of it's splendour and beauty from people, but I had thought they had been exaggerating.They had been right.And it wasn't just the splendour that caught my eye. It was the fact that it looked like something caught between day and night.“Strange, isn't it?” Agnar murmured beside me. “Yes. Yes,

Serene's PovI was quiet the entire ride home, and when I got home, I went straight to my room.Ianthe was pregnant — I hadn't been expecting that. Never even thought she could get pregnant, but here we were, facing a new nightmare growing in her womb.My chest tightened as my thoughts drifted to Daphne. Sweet, innocent Daphne, who had suffered so much in silence. The horrors she had endured in Ianthe’s hands were almost too monstrous to think of. I remembered the brokenness in her eyes, the way her body trembled.Her sister had been crippled and she herself had been broken emotionally and mentally. Ianthe had torn her apart, piece by piece. She’d been violated, her innocence stolen in the most brutal way imaginable. And now the woman responsible for it all was carrying a child, a new horror to birth into this world.Anger boiled in my blood, mixing with helplessness and sorrow until it all became a sickening numbness.Something had to be done. Daphne needed my help, but how?Mind s