Semua Bab Ashmoor Unseen Wolf : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Kael’s POVThe windows of my estate glinted gold under the morning sun, but I wasn’t feeling the warmth.“I shouldn’t have gone on that trip, Kelvin,” I told my twin, the only one who didn’t flinch under my Alpha aura.“But you were excited about it. Why the sudden regret?”His deep blue eyes pierced into mine. He was my carbon copy, identical in every way, except he was cooler, friendlier.He didn’t inherit grandfather’s power. The devil’s blood runs in me, not him. Kelvin’s just a normal lycan. I’m a hybrid.“She ruined my first meeting with the International Council. I couldn’t concentrate at the briefing.”“Who is she, Kael?”I saw his eyes, steady and unflinching.“She's human,” I said, my voice flat. “And she looks exactly like your dead mate.”His breath caught. “Human? Looks like my Diana?” He shook his head, disbelief flashing in his eyes. “What are you saying, Kael? You’re not making sense.”“My mate is a damn weak human.” I forced the words through clenched teeth.“Your mat

Writer's POVKael stopped a few feet from Diana, his towering frame casting a long shadow across her untouched lunch.His eyes locked with hers and, to his surprise, she didn’t look away.Everyone feared him. Everyone. So why didn’t this weak human girl flinch?His blood boiled.At that moment, he didn’t care if she was his mate. May the Moon Goddess help her.Without warning, he lunged, his hand clamping around her throat, lifting her to her feet.“Are you stalking me now?” he growled, his voice like thunder.The courtyard trembled as students scattered in panic, ducking behind corners.“Let… me… go,” Diana gasped, eyes wide with fear.His mouth curled into a cruel smirk. That was what he wanted, for her to beg, and cry at his mercy.He loosened his grip, letting her fall back into her seat. She coughed violently, clutching her throat.“You are obsessed with my pretty face, huh?” he sneered, mockingly flirtatious.“What?” Diana blinked, stunned.“Don’t play dumb. I saw you watching m

Diana's POV My heart dropped like a stone. I was totally disappointed.Was he serious? I could barely catch my breath. Did he really just say I'm his possession?Then it hit me. I had rated him as kind, and I couldn’t help but laugh at myself for thinking he would change overnight.He turned to Abigail and her crew. His presence filled the room with an undeniable weight, and when he spoke again, his voice was deep, unwavering, carrying an authority that made the air itself shiver.“Nobody touches what’s mine,” he said, his gaze burning into Abigail with lethal intensity. “She belongs to me. Apologize now, or the consequences will be far worse than you can imagine.”“Alpha?” Abigail asked, her voice trembling with both anger and fear.The room seemed to hold its breath. Abigail, who usually exuded unshakable bravado, was crumbling under his gaze. She stood frozen for a long moment, then, her voice barely audible, she whispered,“I’m sorry.”I exhaled without realizing I had been hold

Diana’s POVI turned quickly,And went face to face with Eva, her eyes wide with something I couldn’t quite place. Fear? Pity?Eva glanced around the hallway, as if to make sure no one was listening, her voice low and tense. “You should stay away from him,”I blinked. “From whom?”“Diana…” Her tone said it all. We both knew.I swallowed hard. My throat tightened. She’s right. I had no business being anywhere near him.“What's his name?”“Forget about his name and just keep your distance.”“Is his name... Alpha?”Eva shook her head. “That’s not a name. That’s a throne. He’s about to rule San Francisco.”I gave a nervous laugh. “He’s… what? He’s barely older than we are.”Eva’s voice dropped, serious now. “You have no idea who he is, Diana. Age means nothing when you’re bred for power.”I stared at her, unsure whether to feel grateful or terrified.“Just promise me you’ll stay away from him,” she said, eyes pleading.“Okay, I’ll try my best,” I said softly.But even as I said it, I knew

Kelvin’s POVThe moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting silver bars across my room, but I couldn’t sleep.I sat on the edge of my bed, my shoulders tense, my heart pounding. In my hands, I held a fading photo of Diana. Her laughter was frozen in that one perfect moment, now blurred by confusion.The same soft jawline. The same starlit eyes. The same soul-deep calm that used to quiet my storms. But something was missing, her scent of plums and roses. That comforting trace of her... was absent.She isn’t a memory anymore.The questions swirled relentlessly in my mind. Had Diana truly returned from the grave? Or was this some cruel trick of fate, someone who only looked like her?I clenched my jaw.If she were truly gone, the Moon wouldn’t dare bring her face back to torment me.But what if she had been conscious when I saw her? Would she have whispered my name?I ran a hand through my messy brown hair, then stood and began pacing. If she was alive, if even a piece of her rema