All Chapters of Wolf Moon: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As Lark, Gabriel, and the others discussed their predicament, they noticed some of the mansion staff moving discreetly alongside their prison cell. Lark's face broke into a sly grin as he glanced at Gabriel, then nodded subtly towards the staff.Gabriel and Jacky exchanged a surprised look, their hope rekindled. Carla, still teary-eyed, stepped forward and asked quietly, "Can you help us get out of here?"One of the staff members, a young woman, nodded cautiously. "We can, but we need to be careful. Alpha Troy and Andrew have eyes everywhere. If they catch wind of our plan, it'll only make things worse."Gabriel stepped closer to the cell bars, his voice low but determined. "We understand the risks, but we can't stay here. What's your plan?"The staff member whispered, "We have access to the keys. If we can get them, we can unlock your cell. However, we'll need to create a diversion to draw attention away from this area."Lark, always quick with a strategy, added, "We need to be smart

Carla looked into her mother's eyes with determination. "Mom, promise me that, no matter what, we'll find a way to make Andrew mine. I won't let Mara take him away from me."Jacky paused for a moment, weighing the gravity of the promise Carla was asking for. She knew that her daughter's heart was set on Andrew, and she wanted to do everything she could to support her. With a resolute nod, she replied, "Carla, I promise you that we'll do everything in our power to make sure you and Andrew end up together. We'll find a way to make things right."Carla's eyes brightened with a glimmer of hope, and she hugged her mother tightly. "Thank you, Mom. I knew I could count on you."Jacky returned the hug, holding Carla close. "We're a team, sweetheart. We'll face this challenge together and come out stronger on the other side."With their promise sealed, Carla and Jacky rejoined Lark and Gabriel in the living room, ready to face the uncertain future ahead of them as a united front.***As the el

Mara was in her room, still processing the news of Carla's escape, when a servant rushed in, looking flustered. "Miss Mara," she panted, "you should know that Mistress Elizabeth, Miss Elvie, and Miss Jasmine are here in the mansion!"Mara's heart skipped a beat. It was an unexpected and shocking revelation. She couldn't fathom why her stepmother and stepsisters would be here, especially after all the animosity between them.Without wasting any time, Mara hurriedly made her way to where Elizabeth, Elvie, and Jasmine were. As she entered the room, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight before her. Her stepmother and stepsisters were standing there, their faces stained with tears. In an unprecedented display of emotion, they rushed toward Mara and enveloped her in a group hug.Elizabeth, her voice choked with emotion, spoke first. "Mara, oh dear, we're so glad you're safe," she said, her grip on Mara tightening. "We heard about Carla's escape, and we just couldn't bear the thought of

Mara smiled at them, grateful for what seemed like a warm welcome, and began heading towards the attic, her former sanctuary. However, her steps faltered when Elizabeth's words stopped her in her tracks."The attic has been converted into our warehouse, dear," Elizabeth said, her voice sweet and seemingly accommodating. Mara's brows furrowed as her heart sank. She had hoped to return to her old room, but it seemed that option was no longer available.Mara, her confusion evident, turned to Elizabeth and asked, "Then where will I sleep?" Her voice quivered slightly with uncertainty.Before she could fully process the situation, Elvie reached out and gently grasped her hand. She wore a warm smile as she explained, "You'll be sleeping in Jasmine's room for now. We've decided to share a room starting today." Her words seemed friendly enough, but something in her grip and the tone of her voice felt insincere.Mara's eyes widened in surprise. She turned to Jasmine for confirmation, seeking r

Jessa, the old witch, closed the door of her eerie home with a resounding thud, causing both Elvie and Jasmine to startle. They exchanged uneasy glances as they took a seat in the dimly lit room. Jessa settled in front of them, her pale, bony fingers drumming on a rickety wooden table.In her unsettling, raspy voice, Jessa inquired, "Why do you seek my help?”Elvie, her determination unwavering, leaned forward and answered, "We need a powerful potion, one that will make our future alpha fall deeply in love with me."Jasmine, though she couldn't bring herself to look directly at Jessa, listened intently, her fear palpable in the tense silence that followed Elvie's request.Jessa regarded them with her eerie, unblinking gaze, her wrinkled lips curling into a sinister smile. Her voice dripped with a mixture of malice and intrigue as she responded, "A love potion, you say? Such magic is not to be trifled with, for it comes at a grave cost. Are you truly prepared to pay that price?"Elvie