Novel & Cerita Crescent City 2 Audiobook

There was so much I had to protect and keep going. Eventually, I got to my phone. It had heated up so much from its time in the sun that it burned against my ear when I tried to make a call. I cursed out loud from the pain. That’s when I realized how pissed I was, I needed to blow off steam, so I drove myself to Caine’s pack instead. Audrey’s POV

"We have to move! This rain… it’s going to bring things. Change brings noise, and noise brings trouble." Ressi looked down into the canyon. The shimmering, metallic dome of the City of Chuma was still a ghost on the horizon, thousands of miles across the flats. Between them and that "paradise" lay a descent into the unknown. "The water is the way," Ressi said, his voice carrying a strange, vibrating resonance. He gestured to the canyon floor. "The river knows where the city is. It used to feed them. It remembers the path."

His reputation precedes him: cruel, cunning, unashamedly arrogant. He waits until the crowd’s attention drifts back before stepping forward. “So this is Crescent Reign,” he says, voice loud enough to silence the chatter. “Built by the Luna who walked away from her mate, her pack, and her child. Quite the redemption arc.” The words fall like stones in a pond — ripples everywhere. I look up slowly. “Rydor,” I say, tone polite, sharp enough to draw blood. “I see you’ve practiced speaking without thinking.”

I was moaning like a wounded beast while masturbating, thinking about Crescent's sweet scent, soft voice, her amazingly sexy body, and her f*cking beautiful face. I want her to moan my name. I want her to writhe underneath me while I'm fcking her brains out... Damn, I never wanted someone like this before. I tried having sex with another woman, but all I see is Crescent's beautiful face... I'm fcked up. I no longer have the urge to have sex with other women. It seems like my manhood only gets hard for Crescent.

I whispered. But Arnold continued mercilessly. “I, Alpha Arnold Reid of the Nightshade Pack…” My vision blurred. “…reject you, Leticia Hales of Frostfall Pack…” The mate bond snapped through my chest like something tearing apart inside me. “…as my Luna.”

The air feels thinner. I can still feel his eyes on my back. Do not panic.... Do not turn.... Just keep walking. But then I hear him again, his voice calm and casual like a blade sliding from its sheath. “Where are you going to so soon?....” The sound of the city fades into the background. All I can hear now is the low hum of a passing truck and the faint crackle of his cigarette. “Victor Crane.”​

Candles flickered, goblets rolled, laughter from earlier dissolved into a thick, trembling silence filled with nothing but breath and the low thrum of music. Crescenta felt it first—Martha’s blood ran hot, as though the apple had liquefied into fire in her belly. Her body leaned backward into the warmth of the man behind her before she even realized it. A low, involuntary moan slipped past her lips. She thought of her husband—cold, ancient hands that had never known how to touch her youth. She almost laughed at the cruelty of it, that in this place, with a stranger, she was already wetter than her husband had ever made her. When the man behind her lowered his lips to her ear, asking in a whi

As the days passed peacefully and fulfillingly, I gradually became convinced that the Grants wouldn't ever cross paths with me. That was until one day, when my assistant Claire knocked on my office door and told me, "Dr. Simpson? You have a consultation. It's a Mr. Harry Grant, who wants our most expensive specialist to examine his younger sister." My heart couldn't help skipping a beat at the mere mention of that name, but I took a deep breath to compose myself and said calmly, "Show him in."

"Are you serious? No ulterior motives or hidden pack-law clauses?" I simply met her gaze with a confident arch of my eyebrow. The price was worth it if it helped bring Audrey closer. Maneuvering my wheeled healing chair to the large window, I lifted my eyes to the sprawling, moon-drenched city outside. The myriad lights seemed to merge with the stars, creating a tapestry of illumination against the darkening sky. I didn't believe in fate. I only believed in finding the true Serena Shadowcrest. Or rather, I believed in Audrey Winter, the Audrey Winter she was now.

I thought not this shit again. I opened my eyes and saw I was in a different place, it was not like heaven nor hell. I was in a place so cold here, I saw many creatures who were bluff and strange. I was known for being brutal but after seeing these men I was nothing, far from being brutal. No one talking to me. A boy was leading me to a wooden cabin I asked him, "What's this place?" He replied in a cold tone, "Crescent City" and with that, he left me alone. These are only a bed and a sheet. A small cup and plate are on a counter. Then a small attached toilet without a shower or bathing space. There are no toiletries, no utensils, no decorative things, no clothes, and no furniture. I was just