Paladin Of The End Novels & Stories

“He was the most powerful Alpha of his time. Everyone admired him. Everyone feared him. He trained with witches, exorcists, mercenaries… even poison masters from a tribe that cultivated toxins. He fine-tuned his body to survive things no wolf should. And because of that, he believed softness was weakness.” I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet Amelia’s eyes. “Together with Tarek’s father—who ran a military faction—he founded Blackpine. It was meant to be a training ground for soldiers, guards, even visiting young Alphas. For others, it was hard but fair. For Pawmoon’s heirs…” I gave a humorless laugh. “The rules were doubled. My father made sure of that. He believed Pawmoon should always

Alpha Kellan was set for the words Elder Martins was about to speak. Somehow, I had managed to stay calm. I could not say if it was the work of the healer or if it happened naturally. Alpha Kellan did not let go of my hand and it helped. “There are old covens, dark ones. They believe the power of the moon belongs to them, a power they lost centuries ago. If they cannot take your life, they will take your mate’s soul instead.” “I heard a strange voice in my head asking me to tell my mate to give in,” I buttressed Elder Martins’s point.

To trade my own ending for their freedom. Having spoken, I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the darkness to claim me. But the expected pain and oblivion never came. Instead, a burst of radiant, golden light erupted at my feet. It swept across the rooftop, then cascaded through the entire hospital! The light was profoundly warm, never blinding, carrying a sense of divine compassion. The system's voice, now stripped of its coldness, resonated in every ear. [Congratulations, Player Cassidy. Your choice has triggered this instance's one and only hidden ending—Divine Redemption.

I lowered my eyes, saying nothing. The Jonah I knew was long dead. The person alive was his brother, Noah. Yet, for some reason, I still felt a suffocating weight lodged in my chest. Andy seemed to have noticed my sadness. "Don't worry. Things won't end well for him. Parading around as a Captain of the army, even trafficking women and children. He would be stripped of his rank soon enough. "He took over his brother's identity not only because he had thoughts about his sister-in-law, but also because he couldn't bear to part with the money his brother got every month.

The pack bowed before him one last time as interim Alpha. He took a deep breath. “For years I have guarded this pack on behalf of its rightful heir,” he said. “I was not perfect. I could not be. I ruled a wounded land, burdened by my own mistakes and those of others. But I did so with loyalty to Marcus Everard, to his children, and to every person who survived the darkness that sought to claim us,” he said, his voice trembling slightly. “Today I hand over command to the one to whom it always belonged. Emmett Everard, son of Marcus, brother of Eloise, heir to Steelfang, a visionary blessed by the Goddess, and a man who has chosen peace even after knowing war.”

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Fortunately, you're going to leave the country soon. You can finally fulfill your dream. I'm so happy for you! "Congratulations, Joanna! Safe travels and all the best for your future." I flashed him an emotional smile and raised my glass before emptying its contents. Zeke, on the other hand, looked incredibly stunned. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard.

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”

Saelin murmured. Elise looked at her. “No,” she said. “Endings aren’t allowed anymore.” She stepped into the threshold, cloak sweeping behind her, and vanished. Saelin followed, a heartbeat later. And from far above, in a chamber lined with mirrors, Elder Everglade lit his final candle. Not as a prayer. As a signal. The Hollow had promised him a kingdom. But he had forgotten— The Hollow keeps no kings. Only vessels. And now the game was ending.

“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment. The dark haired woman, Gayla, was there, along with the huge man who held her back, as well as the handsome lanky African American man, who could be no older than Madchen herself. .From what Madchen could gather, anyone who crossed these loyal mercenaries would not live to tell the tale. She shuddered at the thought of the things these people had done to avenge and save others, for they were not the gentle kind, and she was honored to be in their presence. At the head of the rectangular bamboo table sat a middle aged woman