Going Berserk: Back With A Vengeance Novels & Stories

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘐’𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘱—𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘣 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘦�

Rippling black fur coats thick muscle, his shoulders rising and falling with every breath. He doesn’t look at me. He keeps his gaze locked forward as low growls vibrates from deep in his chest. When the Berserker lunges, Cain meets him in mid-air. His jaws snap around the Berserker’s throat and I hear the sickening crunch of bone. In retaliation, the beast’s horns lash out. I watch in horror as one gashes Cain’s shoulder, while the other spears his side. Snapping out of it, I reach for my Berettas, but stop when pain suddenly tears through my back. My body lurches sideways, a sharp gasp ripping from my throat as my knees buckle.

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.

"The Leafensteins will never marry you, not even if you're the last woman on earth. You'd better get ready. Your family's going to kick you out." My words were blades, and they found their mark. Annabelle shattered the vase against the wall and reached for a shard—aiming to stab me in the leg. "You don't talk to me like that, you filthy peasant! If you're going to give me attitude, then I'll break you until you can't even talk!" I couldn't even move, and I closed my eyes in despair, but the pain did not come. I opened my eyes and saw someone defending me. Wendy.

His hand rested on the grip of his gun,. Serena's eyes flashed but her voice remained calm. "I already have everything I need," she replied. "The contract is ready. The clone is in play, and Adrian's father has your father locked up as we speak. The choice is simple: sign, and I return your father unharmed. Refuse, and I will trigger the clone's activation. Once activated, she will replace you at Hart Industries, and you will become irrelevant."

They hurriedly pulled on something to cover their bodies. "You… Why are you back at this hour?" Gabriel tried to act calm. Elias wasn't listening to what he said. His eyes were red as he stepped forward and threw a heavy punch at Gabriel's face. Larissa's face turned white. She quickly tried to stop Elias. "Elias, have you lost your mind? He's your father…" He then slapped Larissa hard across the face, hurling her onto the floor. "So, you do know that he's my father, huh?"

Fury burned within me at their audacity – how dare they disrupt our unity, our joy? I thought of Elisa, of the promise I had made to return to her unscathed. My resolve solidified, and a simmering anger fueled the fire within my veins. These interlopers had dared to challenge not just my authority as an Alpha, but the safety of my pack and the woman I loved. In that moment, a primal battle cry emerged from the depths of my being, reverberating through the clearing. The pack warriors responded in kind, their voices harmonizing into a symphony of determination. The battle was inevitable, and I had no intention of holding back.

I nodded as I slipped behind a rock, “I will keep an eye on him. You go and get the reinforcements.” Hera had managed to kill it with a single move. I was sure we couldn’t kill him if we worked together. The Vexin Wolf seemed to be in some sort of frenzy. He was lashing out in all directions. Several men and women got crushed under his feet as they tried to run away from him. The sickening sound of cracking bones made my stomach lurch. I couldn’t just sit back and watch these people get killed. With a primal growl, I lunged at the beast and struck him with the rod in my hand.

He hugged her tightly. “Forgive me, child,” he whispered. “But this is the only way to protect you. From the Adriastus boy. From the Trent heir. From the past that chases you.” Sherephina held back the ache in her chest. “Grandpa… I trust you.” He kissed her hair. “Come back to me when you’re twenty.” “Come back strong.” “Come back ready.” The car waited. Suitcases were loaded. Everyone stood outside: Elias, silent and intense.

Coventina mutters. “Does anyone want to clue me in as to what in the ever loving fu—fudge is going on?” I shout. “Yes, we will. You, as you now know, are Coventina’s incarnate in the Lunar Realm. You have never been an ordinary hybrid. That was never in the cards for you,” Selene answers. “Why?” “Because after the Dark War that Morrigan fought in, Beatrix was brought back. They had a necromancer bring her back and she is seeking revenge and using the rogues to do it.” Coventina answers.