King Of Wrath Chapter 13 Novels & Stories

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I feel the mate bond we share snap with the last beat of her heart. The Vampire King then throws her lifeless body to the side and looks at me with a smirk as a shiver of power flows through him. I lose control of my vampire Wrath as I attack him from my kneeling position. We fight punches, kicks, claws, and fangs. We go back and forth until he manages to get behind me, wrapping his hands and arms around my neck. He then twists and everything suddenly goes dark.

It was a journey to reclaim Liora’s soul from the dark shadows of the past. END OF CHAPTER 139

Part 13 My dad stands up, and cuts his palm, the King does the same, he then clasps the King's cut hand, and says, “I Havrith Smith, Alpha of Blood Moon Eclipse Pack, swear my loyalty, to the King of werewolves, King Andre Valdez, I swear that this pack, will remain neutral, and never attack a pack, that does not attack us first.”

Even the pleasure of revenge seemed unnecessary. Half the blood debt from my previous life had finally been collected. Next, it was time for the woman behind the door.

I bared my teeth, fury surging, "Show yourself, coward." He smiled, stepping closer. "You are not your father’s shadow, You are mine." I lunged, claws flashing, but the chains tightened, dragging me down, My wolf roared, but the runes burned, suppressing my strength. Rylan charged, blade raised, "Get away from him!" The King flicked his wrist, Rylan was hurled against the wall, blood spraying. My warriors fought desperately, but one by one they fell, overwhelmed by the King’s power.

It felt like someone grabbed my heart and squeezed. The suffocating pain made my vision blur black at the edges. "Ginny! Daddy's here! Wake up!" I screamed until my throat tore, snatching up a brick from the ground and slamming it against the driver-side window. A loud crack split the air. Spider web fractures spread across the glass. The moment she saw me smashing the window, Shanon's shrill voice pierced the air. "Leomund! Have you lost your mind?"

"Your taste is truly unique, going for a woman in her fifties. You two can spend the rest of your lives in prison. I'll even arrange for you two to be together in the same cell. That's how kind I am." Danny was so furious that his eyes turned red as blood trickled down. After the last arrest, they had treated his eyes. While he was a little better, his vision would never fully recover. His muscles locked tight as he roared, "You witch! You're all witches! All of you played me!" Just like I expected, the second he saw "Ruby", he broke through his restraints and punched her straight in the eye. The acid burns had not healed, and with that blow, her damaged skin peeled away and fell down.

His vest identified him as Grim. I didn’t think, I just acted and my fist connected with his jaw. He reacted instantly, grabbing me around the waist and taking us down to the floor. His punch cut into my cheek and my vision clouded with black dots. We traded punches and grappled, until Wrath pulled us apart. “I need you to let it go, Saint,” Wrath said. “Not a fucking chance, Wrath.” “This is my fucking son,” he said and I blinked. “And she’s my fucking sister,” I hissed.

His eyes do not leave mine. “Whenever the Alpha King enters a territory,” Damien says, “every werewolf must bow.” For a second, my brain refuses to process the sentence. It arrives in pieces. Alpha. King. Bow. My face reacts before my thoughts catch up. My eyes widen so fast they sting. My jaw loosens. Not dramatic, not theatrical, just human shock, the kind that steals structure from your expression. The kind readers know because they have felt it themselves when reality flips without warning. I actually look behind me.