Alle Kapitel von The Gamma's Shattered Soul: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 6

HarperI stood in the centre of the Council chamber, my feet planted firmly on the ancient stone floor as I faced the semi-circular arrangement of elders and representatives. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of dozens of judgmental stares pressing down on me."The demon-bloods are a threat that must be contained," Councilman Hendricks continued, his voice booming through the chamber. "After the events at Midnight Moon, we cannot afford to take chances. Registration at minimum, containment as a precaution." I clenched my jaw, fighting to maintain my composure. "And what exactly would this 'containment' look like, Councilman?" I asked, unable to keep the edge from my voice. "Because from where I'm standing, it sounds an awful lot like imprisonment based on bloodline."The chamber erupted in murmurs, and I caught sight of Drake at the edge of my vision, his ancient eyes watching the proceedings with calculated patience. Unlike me, he'd seen centuries of Counci

EliasI stood at the front window of my office at the pack house, watching the empty driveway with a tension that had been building for hours. The grandfather clock in the corner ticked relentlessly, each second stretching my already frayed nerves. Drake's message had been frustratingly brief: Harper was being released into Midnight Moon territory under supervision. No details on her condition, no explanation for the Council's decision, just the cold facts delivered with typical vampire restraint. I didn’t care if he was a Divine Warrior like Harper; I still hated the way he was with her, like he had some sort of claim over her. The Idea of her life being in his hands didn’t sit right with me, and his lack of communication bugged me.My mind kept conjuring worst-case scenarios. Silver cells designed to suppress both wolf and grace. Magical restraints that would leave burns on her skin. The Council had a long history of treating "problematic" supernaturals as less than people, and Harp

Chapter 5EliasI woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains and an empty space beside me. The sheets were cool to the touch, suggesting Harper had been up for a while. I listened, catching the faint sounds of movement from the kitchen, the clink of a mug, the soft hiss of the coffee maker, familiar domestic noises that somehow didn't match the growing knot of unease in my stomach. Last night's conversation lingered like a bruise, tender to the touch. I'd been more vulnerable with Harper than I'd intended, voicing fears I'd meant to keep buried. Part of me regretted it; the last thing she needed was to worry about my insecurities on top of everything else she was facing.I pushed myself up, running a hand through my sleep-mussed hair. The apartment we'd moved into after leaving the pack house was modest but comfortable, far enough from the main town center to give us privacy but close enough to respond quickly if needed. Though with Tommy firmly established as Alpha, my role had