Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Dirty Blood Mate Of The Lycan Alpha : Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

LyraStill morning... After lashing out, Lucas decided to stay far away from me to attend to something, and I was glad he got the message and didn't press on further. Why the hell would he bring up Father right now? Yes, I cried for him when he died, and somehow the man was able to wake up, getting a second chance, but nothing changes the fact that he never cared for me. He was basically part of the ones that made my life in the Lupari Pack unbearable.Somehow, even seated with my thoughts, guilt began to creep in. I shouldn't have unleashed my anger on him like that."I keep telling you to control your anger," Amira's voice echoed in my mind."I know, I know. But I just couldn't condone it. Anytime someone brings that man up trying to justify his shits, I get super mad.""I understand you, Lyra, but you need to stop this. This person in question might turn out to be useful soon, and I've a good feeling about him.""What do you mean?" I asked."I don't know, but just keep Lucas around

Crimson pack's higher lords, Martina and Belinda, gathered everyone around to make an announcement. The air was thick with anticipation, and the room was filled with the murmur of speculation. Everyone was edgy, wondering what was wrong or about to happen. Would they introduce a new law or enforcer? Or perhaps someone was to be executed?Dominic who already the know the occasion of the gathering while the maids, guards, elders, and other residents of the mansion, including the present Luna Chloe and former Luna Freda who was now a maid, all watched with bated breath. "I know you all must be wondering why we called for this gathering," Martina said in a high-pitched tone."Well, it's nothing too serious," she continued. "My sister and I have been too busy ruling this pack, so we've come to a decision to go on a vacation. We will be away for one month, and my son Dominic will be in charge as our proxy, the second in command and acting alpha, until we get back."The room erupted into gas

Lyra~~Moon Blend Pack I moved through my forms, each arc of steel an extension of my will, a fluid dance of power I controlled. The familiar rhythm of my sword cuts through the air, a meditation that felt more intimate and honest than the impersonal crack of a gun."Yh, the gun was quicker and a better way to end an enemy, but I prefer the sword." This was a conversation I always had with the air when training, a test of my own limits.From the periphery, I felt Kian's presence, but I had chosen to ignore him. He leaned against the broad trunk of an ancient oak, his arms crossed as he watched me with a silent intensity. I knew he was there, and I was aware of his gaze on me, but I didn't let it distract me.As I finished my sequence with a final, decisive thrust, my chest rose and fell in a steady, practiced rhythm. I finally turned, my skin glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. My expression was neutral, a mask that hid my thoughts and emotions.Wiping my brow with the back of my

Third person's pov ~~As they both swam in the river of the forgotten soul, the water lapped against their skin like a cold, unforgiving caress. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and death, and the sound of whispers seemed to echo through the darkness. Finally, they reached a point where a skeleton was waiting for them, its bony frame towering over the water like a macabre sentinel."Finally, someone to play with," the skeleton spoke with a clatter of teeth, its voice like the rattle of dry bones. "What are you?"Belinda and Martina exchanged a wary glance. "Don't ask questions," the skeleton snapped, its voice rising in anger. "You know about our powers?"The sisters hesitated, sensing the danger emanating from the skeleton. "Don't ask questions," it repeated, its voice dripping with menace.The skeleton's empty sockets seemed to bore into their very souls, and Belinda and Martina felt a shiver run down their spines. "You two must pay before you pass, not in gold but a fragme

~Still in third person's pov~Martina, her father, mother, and her sister Layla rushed out of the room where they were gathered with other omegas. They didn't know if there were other witches there or they were just the only ones, but they didn't care because right now it was just about them. To escape for their lives and this treacherous pack.Martina was supposed to keep her magic sealed, just like her parents and sister, but she just couldn't. Sealing her powers would make her no different than a human, and now it was coming in handy. But there was one thing Martina forgot – she was dealing with wolves, and she was just one person. There was no way she could defeat them all.Werewolves were fast, warriors, daring, and unpredictable. While witches needed to channel their energy to perform magic, Martina realized she was at a disadvantage. They were out of the room that called for the meeting and approaching an underground tunnel. Parading themselves as omegas had really helped them