El Mundo Oculto De Sabrina นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Inside the drawer was the evidence I had organized. For years, Sabrina had experimented on innocent pack members and even sold forbidden drugs on the underground market. If Sebastian wouldn't rein her in, then someone with real authority would. I sealed the manila envelope and sent the Alpha a message. [The evidence is ready.] The moment I put my phone down, a wave of dizziness hit me. I rushed into the bathroom and vomited violently into the sink. There was bright red blood mixed with white foam, which was a sign my organs were starting to fail.

“Something is stirring… and it knows we’re here.” The forest seemed to react to their presence. Mist curled around the roots like silver snakes, and the moonlight, weak and pale, barely pierced the canopy. Aria’s hands glowed brighter, the energy within her restless, yearning to break free, to reveal the power that lay dormant and dangerous. A sudden movement caught her eye. In the distance, a figure slipped between the trees, silent but deliberate. Aria’s breath caught in her throat. It was neither entirely human nor completely shadow; its form shifted and blurred as if it existed between two worlds.

She felt the Moon respond, her pulse syncing with the ancient rhythm embedded in the stones. Kael crouched beside her, examining the runes. “These markings… they predate Silver Crest by centuries. Whoever built this, whoever drew these symbols, understood the Moon’s true power.” Aria stepped forward, tracing the carvings with trembling fingers. The moment her skin touched the ice, the runes flared with silver light, and visions flashed before her eyes: wolves of immense size, their eyes luminous and unyielding, howling under moons larger than the sky itself. A woman stood among them, radiating power that made the air shimmer—Selene. The first Luna, the ancestor of the bloodline. Her gaze, st

I feel sick. “I'm not doing this because I want to. I'm doing this because I have no choice and because you threatened me, you sicko!” “I've heard worse, love.” He kept one hand around my throat and used the other to slide down his zipper. When he pulled out his member, I tried to turn my head the other way but his grip forced me to watch. “Open.” He ordered, clutching my hair. I closed my eyes shut. This is all a nightmare, Sabrina. You'll wake up soon enough.

Then he lifted his head, outstretched his hand, and called out to the woman in the shadows, “Leona, come forward. It is time.” “T-time? Time for what, Samael? What’s going on?” I gulped, looking around the room. That was when I noticed it. The millions of candles placed around the room, pale and lifeless bodies piled on top of each other in the back corner, and the way everything looked distorted. “Wait… this-this isn’t real.” “Leona, now. It has to be now.” Samael shouted at the mysterious woman who walked out of the shadows.

So why would he want anything to do with us? “Abraxas has five children,” Gray says. “Three boys.” My heart drops as my blood runs cold. A buzzing in my ears and head make everything fuzzy and static-y. Like I’m underwater and can barely make out what they’re saying. “With the bloodlines being as muddled as they are now-” he says. “Selling us off-” I hear Ice say in the background. “Case-” Bo, I think, says. “Can’t believe this-” Ice groans.

I ask, sipping on the wine Brett keeps back here. "I haven't thought that far ahead," Sabrina admits, looking out the window, "We need some type of distraction so you can slip away and look for some evidence." "Why me? I'm sure you could do a better job snooping around," I mutter. Sabrina raises a brow, "Look, Atlas, you're handsome and all but let's be real, having a woman distract everyone will work so much better." I huff, looking out the window. The thought of older men gawking at Sabrina makes my blood boil. Although the thought doesn't sit right with me, I know it's the only option we have at this point, so I'll try to put my feelings aside.

“It’s too late, Sabrina. He’s already perfected his formula.“ She suddenly fished out a small notebook from her skirt’s pocket and gave it to me. My eyes widened when I saw formulas and words I couldn’t specifically understand but made sense of. I know whose handwriting this is. ’Sabrina Ringwood: to be abducted for final experiments (SUCCEEDED)’ ‘PROJECT ROGUE: COMPLETED’ ‘NEXT: ATTACK AND CONQUER’ I swallowed, feeling my heart go up to my throat. “Kidnapping you was his last minor move. And now, he’s planning to attack the pack while King Titus is busy being angry at everyone. He’s using you both as a subject to his experiments and as a distraction to the king to get what he wants.”

Maybe someone found out my identity, perhaps I’m being poisoned. I’ll never take my place as Lycan Queen. I’ll never see my parents again. My brothers will blame themselves. The ground pulls at me insistently, and I fall to my knees, clutching at the earth as if I could hold onto anything at all. There's a tearing sensation somewhere deep inside, and I scream, the sound echoes into the woods around me. Deep inside I know this is a bad thing, that I’m meant to remain hidden, that me screaming so loud will only cause attention. But I can’t bring myself to care.

I repeated, confusion knitting my brow. “In this world, arcanios are those born with special powers,” he explained, his eyes sharp, studying my reaction. A wave of fear and excitement surged through me, clashing within like a storm threatening to consume me. My breath quickened, and my hands clenched involuntarily at my sides as I locked my gaze onto him. I searched his face for any sign of deception, any crack in the facade that might give away a lie. His expression remained composed, but the intensity in his eyes hinted at the weight of something monumental, something I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.