Forced Age Regression Wattpad Novels & Stories

hello all I just want to inform you that I by mistake got two new chapters mixed up with each other. and added chapter 20 before chapter 19. I fixed this and am only waiting for the editor to accept the changes. I apologize for the confusion also I read in some comments there was a bit of confusion about Aiden. for those who read the first book "the king and the rejected she-wolf" a while back you would know Aiden as the boy Kai that Mack adopted.

I wanted to age and die peacefully, I'm happy they didn't force me. “I'm really sorry for not turning into a vampire, I wouldn't have aged. I wouldn't have been old and haggard like this, Owen. I'm so sorry, I'm going to leave you soon." I say looking at him. I love my mates so much and the thought of leaving them hurts me deeply and my children too. They also stopped aging moment they hit eighteen. They are almost seventy now but they look the same as they were when they were eighteen. I'm glad atleast my mates won't be completely alone, a part of me through my children will always be with them.

A sharp, heavy slap landed across my face. "You useless wretch!" Dad exploded in rage, jabbing his finger at my nose as he cursed me out. "Your brother Jax made a huge bet with some other wolves and lost a fortune. "The whole family's counting on you to turn things around, yet you dare dissolve the mate bond? I'm going to beat you to death!" "What a loser." My stepmother, Linda Lupine, folded her arms and fanned the flames. "You can't even hold on to a mate, and now you want to come back here and freeload? The nerve!"

“Think you’re too good for the old guard, don’t you? Strutting around like royalty, making demands of true Alphas.” I tried again to shift, to call my wolf, but the drug blocked the transformation. Panic surged as his hands pawed at my blouse, tearing the top button. “Stop,” I gasped, pushing ineffectually against his chest. “Make me,” he taunted, his breath hot against my neck. “Oh wait—you can’t. That special blend nullifies shifting ability for hours. Useful for handling troublesome females.” I summoned my remaining strength and brought my knee up sharply. It connected, but without my usual power. Reginald grunted, more annoyed than injured.

Still, as I'd discovered, it wasn't impossible. She’s in denial. Can’t believe a coven would be willing to perform a ritual that required so much power and hours. Time she spent unconscious and unaware of what was happening to her. Her voice lacks conviction. I smile at her and arch a brow. “Once upon a time, two years ago,” I sang, “there was a pretty little omega about sixteen years old. She was new,” I breathed, “and she was friendly. She was the only one who treated me with any decency. She worked hard,” I nodded adamantly, “and she never complained. But she made a mistake. She accidentally broke one of your favourite antique vases, do you remember?” I asked pleasantly, tilting my head a

Orange light bled across the skyline in thin strips, and the streets below were still quiet, still unhurried, the whole city existing in that brief window before the day remembered its urgency. Valerie had no such luxury. She had 365 days. Maybe less. She opened her phone and created a new note, private, password locked, titled simply: RR. Rewrite. Reclaim. Ruin. She had not decided which word fit best yet. Perhaps all three. She began typing. Poultry, location, startup cost, supplier contacts. Feed mill collaboration window: eight months. Inheritance, do not sign. Do not sign anything. Secure legal advice quietly. Anthony's weakness: ego, fear of his father's disapproval, obsession with app

"It seems that the sand wolf dynasty is tired of drinking rainwater and wants to try drinking the blood of its own children." Chloe was completely unaffected by Alexander's outburst of anger. She placed one gentle palm on the giant man's chest, magically calming the Shadow King's doomsday storm, like a supreme dragon charmer. "Calm down, Alex. You broke my favorite wine glass," Chloe said flatly, her eyes returning to Oswald on the screen. "They sued because they knew our power was weakening after the Bloodmoon and Frostbite transition. They thought the Vanguard had run out of bullets."

Trigger warning: the next chapter contains a forced miscarriage. This might be difficult for some readers. Please skip this chapter if it makes you uncomfortable.

I lunged forward like a madwoman, but the guards pinned me back. “I didn’t hit her!” I struggled through tears. “Jonathan, let my brother go! He’s only eighteen—he has just been admitted to the Wolfs Bane Academy!” My five-year-old pup, Leo, crossed his arms. His frosty little face mirrored his father’s. “The evidence is conclusive. And you’re still lying.” Four-year-old Finn nodded his head, his voice carrying that naïve, cub-like cruelty. “Mom, if you were scared Uncle Alex would die, you shouldn’t have hurt Aunt Isabella. She’s our precious treasure.”

He was only sixteen, but he was a good fighter the last time he saw him six-almost seven- years ago. “Dad wants to retire soon, and he thinks for his one hundred and eleventh birthday he wants that to happen. So by this time next year.” He sighed before continuing on. “Also, Gregory got his wolf soon after you left. He is a beta.” I felt like my life was getting fucked. This was just too much to sink in. “And the old man lied about you coming because?” I asked, just to distract myself from all of the other information I had overloaded in my mind.