All Chapters of the beast eternal obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"The Lunar Eclipse, Amelia. It's happening in a week from now. For our kind, a blood moon eclipse is incredibly rare. It’s a night of shifting tides, where the spiritual bond to the Moon Goddess is at its absolute peak everyone discovers their true selves on that day."The moment the words Lunar Eclipse left her mouth, a sudden, sharp jolt of electricity shot straight down my spine. My chest tightened, and for a fleeting second, the faint sound of rushing water like the waterfall from my dream echoed in my ears. "Luna? Are you alright?" Radolf asked, his sharp eyes narrowing as he noticed my hand trembling, spilling a few drops of tea onto the saucer. "Damn," Lena breathed, a massive, proud grin breaking across her face. "I didn't know you had that in you! You absolutely put her in her place."I let out a shaky breath, my hands still buzzing with that strange, hidden warmth, but I forced a small smile. Radolf stepped forward, his usual stern and stoic expression softening into one

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSIONThe smell of burnt parchment and a sudden, violent spike of raw, unadulterated energy tore through my system. Before my mind could even process the danger, the library doors flew open so hard they splintered against the stone walls.Leonhart.The air in the room was visibly vibrating, crackling with a terrifying, silver hued electricity that locked the breath in my throat. I stood frozen in the center of the storm. My hands trembled violently as a blinding blast of light filled the space around me. Right in the center of the glow, a phantom silhouette of a majestic silver wolf materialized, staring intently into my soul.For a second, the whole world was silent. I could hear my own heartbeat pounding against my ribs, so loud it drowned out the crackling energy. The wolf didn't growl. It didn't move. It just watched me, its ancient eyes filled with a sorrow so deep it felt like it was mourning me already."Amelia, don't touch it!" Leon's voice was distant, l

Leon didn't wait. He leaned down, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that started slow and deeply reverent a silent reassurance that I was awake, alive, and safe in his arms. But as the sparks of our mate bond flared, the kiss deepened into something heavy and fiercely possessive. His fingers tangled into my hair, holding me in place as he tasted me completely. His scent of smokewood and winter storm wrapped around my senses like a thick blanket. When he finally pulled back, his breathing was shallow. His lips brushed against my cheek before trailing down to press a lingering, burning kiss directly onto my mating mark. A soft gasp escaped my throat as a wave of pure, comforting warmth flooded my veins, temporarily silencing the terrifying buzz of the upcoming eclipse. "Rest now, kitten," Leon rumbled against my skin. His arms lifted me effortlessly, settling me onto the mattress before he climbed in right beside me. He pulled the blankets over us, tucking my head securely under his

THE BEAST ETERNAL OBSESSION She stared at me like she knew me. Like she remembered me. Helena's breath hitched when my fingers brushed the tears off her face. Just a light touch, nothing. But she flinched like I'd shocked her. For a second I thought she was going to hug me. Her arms actually twitched forward. Her eyes were so full, so desperate, it made my chest hurt for no reason. Then Liam stepped in. His hand clamped down hard on her shoulder. A warning. I saw it when she looked up at him that agonizing restraint in his eyes. Like they were both holding something back that was killing them. Helena swallowed hard and stepped back. She gave me this fragile, trembling nod, like she was memorizing my face. "Thank you, Luna," she whispered. And the way she said Luna like it was a prayer she'd been saying for years. Liam bowed his head too, his voice thick. "Thank you, Luna. Your kindness is more than we deserve." I frowned, confused. Why were they looking at me like

The Beast Eternal Obsession While the pack prepared for war, the room grew freezing cold as the countdown in my veins hit zero. It wasn't just cold. It was the kind of cold that comes from inside your own blood, like my veins were filled with shattered ice. For hours I had been burning, and now, suddenly, I was freezing. I knew what it meant. The waiting was over. Exactly 12 hours after collapsing, my eyes snapped open. I sat upright in bed with a violent gasp. I couldn't see anything my pupils were completely gone, replaced by this swirling, volatile void of pitch black. The excruciating pain of the fever was gone, but the raw silver fire clawing beneath my skin was reaching a dangerous, explosive breaking point. I tried to scream but no sound came out at first. The fire wasn't hurting anymore, it was starving. It wanted out. It was clawing at my ribs, at my throat, begging to break my skin open. Outside, alarms blared across the estate, shattering the darkness. The lunar eclip