บททั้งหมดของ Ashmoor Unseen Wolf : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

The Sovereign’s POVI poured myself a glass of brandy, deep crimson in color, viscous, thick and slow, like the thoughts uncoiling in my mind.I stood on the edge of the marble balcony, cold wind curling around my legs like hungry ghosts. Below, the city glittered in artificial stars, stretching wide and defenseless beneath my gaze.“San Francisco.” I murmured, tasting the word like prophecy on my tongue.Soon, it would be mine. Not just by force, but by loyalty. By oath. By fear. The fractures in the bloodlines would spread until no one remembered Kael’s name, only mine.Kael.That hybrid whelp had never been fit to rule. He was a storm without eyes, a weapon with no master. All fire, no form. But thanks to Diana, I found his lightning rod.I swirled the drink, savoring the smoky scent before taking a long, slow sip. The call I made two nights ago had done its work. I’d watched Kael freeze. Watched the fury coil in his throat like a beast waking up.“Do you know your mate bled from yo

Eva’s POVMr. Halvorsen’s voice scraped against my skull like rusted nails dragged down slate. He hadn’t stopped ranting since Diana bolted from class.“That human girl… Diana. Running out like that. No respect.”I clenched my pen tighter, forcing my jaw not to snap shut. He had no idea what he was talking about. Diana was a nerd, she enjoyed even the most boring classes. Anything that made her run out had to be serious. I knew that for sure.Vicky’s hand rose lazily, like a cat stretching. She stood, flashing her usual plastic-sweet smile, lips curved in that too-practiced pout.“Sir, I need to use the restroom too,” she drawled, oozing false innocence.Halvorsen squinted, lips puckered.“Sit down. You’re not leaving mid-lecture.”Of course.Abegail rose next, smug as ever in a pale pink cardigan, glowing like she was about to announce world peace. One hand cradled her baby bump like it was spun gold.“Are you saying the Alpha’s unborn heir isn’t allowed to pee either?”The room went

Diana’s POVWhen I got home, Mum rose from the couch like a storm cloud gathering, eyes narrowing as she reached for my school bag.“Why aren’t you in uniform, pumpkin?” she asked, squinting like the soft pink fabric personally offended her.“Mum, it’s not a big deal,” I lied smoothly, stepping into the living room like it wasn’t on fire. “My uniform ripped in the gym. The teacher gave me something from lost and found.”She studied the dress like it might slither off me and confess its secrets. Her brow furrowed, but to my relief, she didn’t press. Not this time.I couldn’t exactly tell Mum I turned into a giant wolf today. She wouldn’t believe me anyway. My parents never did. But the lie sat heavy on my chest, and I wasn’t sure how many more lies I could stack before it all came crashing down.“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, moving toward the kitchen. “Let’s have dinner.”“No, thanks,” I muttered, reclaiming my bag. “Cramps.”As I turned away, I felt her eyes cling to me like

Kelvin’s POVI woke with a sharp sting searing behind my eyelids, as if someone had driven slivers of glass beneath them. The infirmary’s antiseptic air clung to my throat, thick and suffocating.Damn it.Kael had beaten me to a pop this time.That hybrid bastard was unnaturally fast. Stronger, too, with strength that only belonged in a demon frame. The bitter taste of failure rose like bile in my mouth, scraping raw against my pride. But the sharp, pulsing ache in my ribs reminded me I was lucky to still be breathing.I haven't healed yet.But I would be. And when I was, I’d make damn sure Kael paid for this.Then the memory slammed into me.I’d bit her.The guilt was a living thing, gnawing at my bones. Her scream. The terror in her eyes. The way her pulse had fluttered like a caged bird under my teeth. I could still see her recoil from me like I was a monster. I had to find her.I had to make sure she was alright.I had to say I’m sorry.I had to see with my own eyes that I hadn’t

Diana’s POVThe receptionist lowered her gaze like a maid before royalty, then bowed slightly and stepped aside. With a soft click, the heavy glass door unlocked.“Go on in,” she murmured.But I didn’t move.I couldn’t.Because Kael was still standing there, watching me with those glacier-blue eyes that burned and froze me all at once.And I hated it.No. I hated him.Or at least… I wanted to.God help me.My gaze swept over his face, and the memory slammed into me like a slap of wind in the dead of winter. This moment… I’d lived it before. Not once. Twice.Once in the cafeteria, when Abegail and my other class mate tried to rip me to shreds with laughter. He’d stepped in then, and stopped them.And again… when Miss Dorathy said I couldn’t join the music program. Kael didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t make a scene. He just made it happen. One look, and she folded.And now today, he was making the receptionist let me through to the principal’s office without saying a single damn word.Why