Does Veldora Die Novels & Stories

she further emphasize. I force a smile, "I didn't feel like that today, I was trembling at the beginning." "You hid it well, Cassie, the best professionals rarely feel confident most times." she continues but lowers her voice "And for what it's worth, I don't think Mr Voss was disappointed." My heart skipped a beat when i heard his name again, my heart was a traitor. "What makes you say that?" I'm so curious now. Well, you know what killed the cat.

But his phone buzzes in his pocket and when he looks at the screen something crosses his face that turns the warmth of the moment into something colder immediately. He turns the phone toward me. A news alert. "Hadrian Voss, prominent Chicago businessman, dies at Northwestern Memorial Hospital. Cause of death: cardiac arrest." The room goes completely still. Hadrian Voss is dead. And somewhere across the city, Aldric Vane just became the only threat left standing.

I wasn't a fragile, sheltered princess begging to be protected by his sword. I was an apex predator who handled her own kills. "The laws of the Vanguard are crystal clear on treason, Valeria," Kaelen stated, his gravelly voice cutting through the heavy space between us. "They die by the sword before the sun sets." I looked down at Elara and slowly shook my head, a dark, incredibly dangerous smile pulling at the corners of my lips. "A quick, clean execution? No. That is far, far too merciful for trash like this, Alpha," I replied softly.

And now he was dumping the blame on her. If he hadn't shielded Velda—if he hadn't ignored his mate—Zara wouldn't have ended like this. "Shut up! Shut up!" He kicked her in the face. Teeth hit the floor, clattering through blood. "Guards!" His voice went cold. "Rip out her fangs. Break her legs. Throw her out of the pack." Velda covered her face, screaming. "Then kill me, you coward! That's all you can do—"

"So many innocent werewolves died by your hand. You deserve every bit of this!" Velda's head snapped to the side, thick black blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. Hot air huffed from her nose, her eyes swirling with malice and rage as a muffled roar vibrated in her throat. Adelaide looked down at her. She felt no predator's joy in tearing into prey—only a hollow, endless sorrow. Even if she hacked Velda into pieces with her own hands, her family wasn't coming back. Velda twisted her neck frantically, finding a tiny gap in the chains to let out a piercing shriek.

The toll of the attack was evident, with the physical destruction of properties and the loss of cherished lives. Alpha Caleb, had suffered grave injuries during the relentless battle. With the pack's hospital overwhelmed, the injured were rushed there for immediate medical attention. Amanda's best friend, Vanessa, who had been mated to her soulmate only weeks before, tragically did not survive the journey. Her untimely death struck the pack to its core, leaving them shattered and heartbroken.

Vera concluded. “Don’t mind my old silly jokes. Where is your partner?” “Dead,” “Dead?” Dante’s hooded eyes widened. “Yes, killed by a Vampiron.” “Damn deadly creatures. My condolences” “Thank you, Dante.” “What then are you doing away from the white mountains? I hope you didn’t bring trouble like you did last time?”

Veldena's POV “Veldanaaaa!” I heard a scream of my name but the ringing in my ears drowned it. For some reasons I didn't know, I still hadn't blacked out yet even though my whole life was already flashing before my eyes. All I had wanted to do was stop Eldric from shooting that gun in his hand but it turned out that was my undoing. My back ached so bad and my ears were ringing but I was to weak to decipher where the bullet had entered, all I could feel was ttickles of my life dropping out of me.

Widowmaker grinned, wiping dirt off her neck. Spider held up a flash drive. “Coordinates. Movement patterns. Looks like Valeria’s setting up artillery routes through the border villages.” Vulture’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Let her come. This mountain isn’t just stone—it’s family. And it eats people like her.” Ryder peeked at the Triad again. “Family that stares into your soul and judges your ancestors.” “They are your allies,” Vulture deadpanned. “Not ghosts.” “Ghosts don’t polish blades in the courtyard like that!” Luka whispered harshly.

I prodded. "Velencia's part is already done, I believe. Sharra would've used her to create the Akuma." He walked in a circle several times before settling into a ball on the counter, though he didn't rest his head, but kept his eyes trained on me. "Do you mean Velencia is dead?" I was shocked. I don't know why. But it was weird.