All Chapters of The Second Chance Werewolf: Chapter 231 - Chapter 236

Nora's PovI didn't expect to get a call from Enrique, telling me that he had put Lyra in a coma. It was the most unexpected of situations in this whole plan.Apparently, she had discovered his journal in his study and she read every content of his plan. He couldn't let her walk freely after that. It would be too much a risk for us.It was a smart move but reckless all the same.So now, I have to pose as Lyra for the time being, so we can avoid any suspicions or potential questions that could arise from her sudden disappearance. Atleast, until the ritual was completed and nothing else was standing in the way.Lily was brewing some herbs in a black medium pot. I was sitted on a thatched chair that was made from bamboo. It seemed to be a new addition, because it hadn't been here the last time I came. As I watched Lily stir the liquid, I wondered why she refused to rejoin civilization.She lived in a haven deep within the forest, isolated from civilization and humans. Perhaps it had some

Nikolai's PovIt was the day of the blood moon. The day of the ritual. I had members of the council gathered, along with the captain of the guards.We had been going over strategies and plans for the past day and half. Everything was in place for our attack on Greystone Hollow. Everyone was present in the throne room, including Alexei, who didn't want to be alienated from the plans.She had been so strong and unfaltering in all of this. Her strength and courage had been an enormous encouragement to me. And I promised to show her how much I was grateful to her after all this was over.We went through last minute plans. I was reviewing the plans so everyone knew his roles.“We just received info of activities at the hollow.” Kyle informed us. We had guards on stand by at the location.My jaw turned taut. "At best, then we have hours.""Kyle is going to join us," I said. "And I want only the best, no more than ten warriors. We move in swiftly and quietly. Should we encounter opposition,

Nikolai's PovThe night was still thick with the scent of smoke and blood as we forced Enrique to his knees. His once-pristine clothes were damaged, their edges smudged with soot. Sweat and blood matted his hair, casting it across his face in messy strands. The arrogance that usually sparkled in his eyes was shattered, replaced by a raw, desperate look.We had finally caught him, overpowering him with brute strength and fury. Lily had suddenly disappeared.Just faded into oblivion.Alan held a blade to Enrique's throat, while Kyle's fists still trembled from the earlier fight, and behind us, the forest seemed to groaned from the aftermath of the ritual that had nearly consumed Ivan. There Enrique knelt, his lips curling in empty threats that sounded feeble now. "You don't understand," he rasped, defiant but hoarse. "Killing me won't stop what has already started. Do you really think this is over, Nikolai? It’s just begun—" I cut him off with a slap across the face, my claws barely gra