All Chapters of Chasing fireflies: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Seven years later…Liam cut through the cemetery, quickest route to the hospital. It also brought back the story his mom told him about his grandmother growing up in a mausoleum. Wild. He rounded a corner and nearly slammed into a woman in a hood, her eyes wide with fear as she bolted past him. He paused, watching her disappear.Weird, he thought. Shaking it off, he finally made it to the hospital, took the elevator to the surgery floor, and nodded at the nurses flashing him smiles. In his office, he dropped into his chair.As the top surgeon at the New Orleans hospital, and the highest-paid, Liam had been busy. He was building a clinic for the pack on their land and snagged himself a place in the French Quarter. Needed somewhere to unwind, you know? For now, it was just flings and parties.A knock interrupted his thoughts. Benji, Benjamin, his best friend since med school, a wolf from a different pack, poked his head in.“Huge party tonight,” Benji said. “Half the nurses and interns

Jackson knocked on Kayla’s door, the bass from the music practically shaking the walls. He walked in to find her dancing, her jet-black hair whipping around, those striking blue eyes, so much like his own, alive with energy. She looked every bit the teenager she was, and it hit him how grown up she’d become.“You’re not ready, Kayla,” Jackson said, crossing his arms.“Daddy, I am ready,” she shot back, barely pausing her moves. “I haven’t seen Zarek since I was ten. I’m not a kid anymore.”“There’s a reason we kept you away,” Jackson said, his tone firm. “We’ve been over this.”“I’ll be fine,” Kayla insisted, finally stopping to face him. “Amaris will be glued to my side. Plus, Marcus is teaching me new witch stuff. You know, Zarek and Amaris’s son? We’re basically the same age.”Jackson sighed, gesturing for her to sit next to him. “Look, I’m still not thrilled about this, but if you promise to keep your head on straight…”“Daddy,” she interrupted, rolling her eyes, “I can handle mys

Jackson kissed Chloe’s hand, her head leaning against his shoulder.“I hate long flights,” she muttered.“I can think of a few ways to pass the time,” Jackson replied with a grin.She laughed. “Didn’t you get enough at the vampire thing?”“That was just physical. With you, it’s different. There’s more to it.”He reclined the seats, pulling her on top of him. He unzipped her top, his lips brushing her skin like whispers, his hand sliding beneath her skirt. A soft moan escaped her as she felt him hard against her. She unzipped him, freeing what she jokingly called “the beast,” and everything else blurred.“The pilots heard you,” he whispered.“Not my fault you’re driving me crazy with your… beast.”“You’re calling it a beast now?”They both laughed.“Jackson, I don’t like going back there. It makes me uneasy. So, if I seem clingy, it’s just because I’m uncomfortable, okay?”“I know you,” he said, kissing her. “You don’t need to explain. Now sleep, close your eyes, he kissed her forehead

The vampires, wolves, and witches circled the fire, their presence casting an eerie glow.Aylani moved barefoot through the crowd, her white dress flowing, flowers woven into her hair. Liam watched, breath caught in his throat, she was stunning.Chloe’s eyes welled up, memories of her own wedding day with Liam flooding back.The ceremony wrapped up beautifully, and the celebration kicked off, drinks flowed, laughter echoed, and everyone danced.Jackson pulled Chloe onto his lap, both of them tipsy.Hunter sat nearby, raising his glass. “Nice wedding,” he said, his tone dry.Jackson smirked. “Hunter, man, you need a mate. You’re out here looking like a lone wolf.”Hunter chuckled bitterly. “No mate for me. Pretty sure my curse is watching everyone else be happy while I’m stuck playing the sad clown.”Jackson rolled his eyes. “That’s all in your head. Here, drink up, you need to chill.”He stood, kissing Chloe on the cheek. “Be right back.”As Jackson walked off, Chloe looked at Hunter.

Jackson lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering how everything shifted the second she stepped into his world. Chloe was draped over him, her warmth seeping into his skin as his fingers trailed lazily along her back. Gently, he shifted her to the side, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before grabbing a pair of sweats and heading downstairs.Callum was slumped in the throne room, the shadows clinging to him like old regrets. “Alright, Dad, what’s eating you? Cold feet?” Jackson smirked, leaning against the doorframe.Callum sighed, rubbing his temples. “No, son. I just…can’t see the future anymore. It’s…strange.”“Maybe you’re just getting old,” Jackson teased, crossing his arms.Callum shot him a look. “I never cared to look before, you know. Isabella always said it’s better not to know.” His voice cracked, and he dropped his head into his hands. “God, I miss her. It hurts. Why’d she have to go on that damn...” He choked off, covering his face as if it could hide the pain.“Would y