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NB: Kindly note that this chapter comes before Rebel. This should be Chapter 59. Please accept my apology. Brody's eyes fluttered open, his mind foggy and disoriented. He was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, and his body felt heavy, as if weighed down by an invisible force. His senses were heightened, and every sound, every smell, was amplified. He tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him back onto the cold, damp floor. His wolf, once a silent companion, now spoke to him in a voice that echoed in his mind.

Chapter 2: Awakening in the Den My eyes fluttered open to a world that felt wrong, like I'd stumbled into a dream I couldn't wake from. The air was thick and earthy, smelling of damp stone and smoke from flickering torches. I was lying on a rough bed of furs, my body aching from the chase through the woods. Every muscle screamed, but it was the heat inside me that scared me most—a slow burn starting low in my belly, spreading like wildfire. What the hell had happened? One minute I was hiking alone, trying to outrun my shitty city job and the emptiness it left, the next I was running from... wolves? No, not wolves. Men who turned into wolves. And that guy—Thorne—he'd saved me, but his eyes, t

Kaelen was directing four vanguard warriors as they hauled away the heavy iron beams that had collapsed near the back exit, their boots crunching loudly over millions of tiny glass shards. But my sensory amplifiers weren't tuned to the sound of clearing rubble. My inner beast was pacing back and forth beneath my skin, clawing at my ribs with a violent, restless aggression that made my jaw ache. The scent was still here. Silas had died against the central iron pillar, his dark, sour blood soaked deep into the dirt floorboards and frozen into the moss. Every time the mountain wind whistled through the broken iron frames of the roof, the foul odor of the dead mercer drifted toward me, and my be

CHIKA WHITMORE "Your temporary suspension from active patrol is just a tactical pause, Chika, so keep your breathing steady," Merlin Reynolds says to me, his deep voice taking away the giant weight pressing hard against my ribs. I let out a massive breath of relief because my inner wolf lives for commanding the frontline rifle arrays, and I need the entire Blackwell Pack to see my strategic combat blueprints in action. This vanguard is the exact sector where my military path begins, and the mere thought of a dishonorable discharge from the syndicate forces leaves my chest feeling completely hollow and cold. I drop my head to salute the senior lords, click my heavy weapon into its safety slot

I reply His eyes flash with something sharp, something that almost looks like frustration, but there is no time for it There is no time for anything except what comes next The fortress erupts into movement as alarms sound, warriors rushing through the halls, shifting, arming, preparing for what is already unfolding beyond the walls I move with them, fast and steady, my senses sharp, my mind clear in a way that only comes when everything is about to fall apart This is what I know This is what I was made for We reach the gates just as they burst open Chaos floods in Rogues Council soldiers Blood Steel Everything colliding at once The first attacker comes at me without hesitation, fast and brut

I see and feel fear, shock and awe and that's when I realise that everyone is suddenly so much smaller than me . I look at my feet just to see black scaled feets, the feets of a beast . Once my shock is gone, anger and pain consumes me all over again and something new : the want for revenge! I mind link my men " I want them dead! All of them but the witch is mine" I growl in their heads and they kneel down before me and say " Yes Alpha!" We moved out fast and just as we reached the mountains Sergej links me" Alpha something is happening, the Berserkers are running and I feel fear. A lot of that, actually "

SERIES NAME : BORN BY POWER SEQUEL NAME : UPRISE OF HELL (BOOK 2) CHAPTER 5 : SEEKING THE UNKNOWN This chapter talks about how Pete returned and where he was the whole time when everything was happening on the other side. CHAPTER 5 SEEKING THE UNKNOWN

The Berserker surged forward with an ear-splitting roar. Emma shouted, “STEVE!” But Steve didn’t flinch. He opened his arms, chest bare to the charge. “Come on,” he growled. “I’m not running anymore.” The Berserker lunged, claws extended, jaws open wide— And vanished into him. A flash of blinding light cracked the chamber. Steve screamed. His knees buckled as the full force of the beast slammed into his core. Every muscle in his body burned. His bones felt as if they were breaking and reforging all at once. His heart pounded like thunder, the power of the creature trying to tear its way free.

She looks down at the name tag, blushing even more fiercely. Chapter 1.21 Barking Spiders, Xoxo Nyx

I see her then, surrounded by three berserkers, each the size of a tree, foam dripping from their jaws. I break into a sprint. I shift mid-run, my limbs elongating, fur tearing through my skin in a painful rush. The world sharpens. My growl reverberates through the battlefield. I leap, claws sinking into the back of one berserker’s neck. We tumble together, a tangle of fur and fury. He howls and tries to shake me off, but I sink my teeth into his shoulder until I hear bone crunch. Another slams into me from the side. Pain explodes in my ribs. I hit the ground hard, vision blurring. But I get back up. I always get back up.