All Chapters of the beast eternal obsession : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSION Aurelia wouldn't sleep. It had been three hours since the Oracle vanished into thin air. Three hours since Mom warned us that we needed answers. And for three hours straight, Aurelia had just stared blankly at the ceiling, wide awake, her tiny fists clenched tightly against her blankets. Her eyes were hazel again, completely normal. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't unsee the blinding gold that had taken over just hours before. “Give her to me,” Leonhart said quietly from the doorway. I jumped slightly. How long has he been standing there? I looked at him, sensing the heavy vibration of his aura. His wolf was pacing restlessly just beneath his skin — I could feel the tense, volatile energy radiating off him. “She’s fine with me,” I whispered, continuing to rock her, though my arms were aching. “Amelia.” His voice dropped. Alpha low. The kind of command that made my own wolf want to bow and submit, even when my human mind wanted to a

The Beast Eternal Obsession I looked up from Aurelia's sleeping face to find Leonhart standing right beside me. His large hand pressed firmly against my trembling shoulder, his thumb rubbing small, soothing circles into my skin. "She's okay, Amelia," he murmured, his deep voice barely a whisper in the quiet room. "Look at her. She's safe." I wanted to believe him. I desperately wanted to sink into the steady warmth of his touch and let the terror wash away, but my heart was still hammering violently against my ribs. My eyes shifted from his face back down to our daughter. I reached out, my fingers shaking as I gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from her forehead. Her skin was warm. Her breathing was even. She was just a normal eight year old girl asleep in her bed. But when I looked up at Leonhart again, I noticed his body was completely rigid. He was trying to sound calm for my sake, but his Alpha instincts were screaming. His jaw was set tight, and his gaze wasn't

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSION *Amelia POV* Before the words could even fully leave my mouth, the brilliant light in Aurelia's eyes snapped completely out. The floating, golden strands of her hair dropped instantly, falling limp against her shoulders as the natural dark brown rushed back into the locks. The freezing wind died as fast as it had arrived, leaving the forest suffocatingly hot and dead silent once more. Aurelia's knees buckled. She collapsed forward like a puppet whose strings had been violently severed. "AURELIA!" I shrieked, my feet finally moving. I dove across the damp earth, skidding on my knees through the dirt and jagged rocks, catching her just before her face hit the ground. I pulled her small, limp body tightly into my lap, my hands shaking so violently I could barely hold her upright. "Aurelia, baby, look at Mommy. Open your eyes. Please, open your eyes!" Her head rolled back against my arm. Her face was completely drained of color, her skin turning a

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSION By the time we finally carried Aurelia back up to our room and settled her safely into the middle of our bed, the house had fallen completely dark. Nathaniel had been sent home with Lyall under the guise of being shaken up by the rogue attack, and Elder Mara had retreated to her quarters, bound by a terrifying Alpha command. The frost in the living room had melted, leaving nothing but damp floorboards and shattered drywall as proof of the entity that had briefly claimed our daughter. I stood by the window, staring out into the pitch black canopy of the woods, my arms wrapped tightly around my middle. I was still wearing the clothes from the picnic, stained with dirt and dried blood from my scraped knees, but I couldn't bring myself to care. The silence in the room was deafening. A pair of strong, warm arms wrapped around my waist from behind. Leonhart pulled me flush against his bare chest, burying his face into the crook of my neck. He was radiating

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSION Yes. He's mine. I couldn’t breathe. The courtyard around me started to spin, the faces of the whispering pack warriors blurring into background noise. My mate. The man who had held me just last night, whispering that we could survive anything together, had an entire life a grown, fifteen year old son that I knew absolutely nothing about. The sheer magnitude of the betrayal tore through our mate bond, fracturing it until it felt like a raw, bleeding wound. In my mind, Lia was howling in absolute agony, her claws ripping at the edges of my consciousness. She wanted to run, wanted to hide from the agonizing scent of another woman clinging to Leonhart. “Amelia, please,” Leonhart choked out, stepping toward me. His face was a mask of pure terror, his golden brown eyes begging me to listen. “I swear to you, I didn’t know. Sarah....she never told me.” “Don’t,” I choked out, the word tearing from my throat like broken glass. I stepped back, entir