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Map Of The Soul . Written by Authoress Kamara . Chapter 7: Empty . Finn woke up with a start, his forehead drenched with sweat and his fists clenched into tight balls. Blinking rapidly as he attempted to steady his erratic breathing, he panicked for a moment as he took in his surroundings.

I don't know when I was in deep slumber thinking all this. ————————————— Something more exciting coming up. *evil chuckles* I hope you guys liked the chapter. Signing off...... ~Zaveria akhtar

I figure that they must be devising a plan to get rid of the pact and his power over me. Growing tired, I lay back down and close my eyes. The soft methodic hum of the machine next to my head, puts me to sleep soon after. I would greatly appreciate if you commented or left a review so I know that you liked the chapter. Thank you.

“Doctor Brock, something is wrong with Alpha Wyatt. I need you in his office immediately.” As I turn my attention back to Wyatt, both the Supreme Elder and Doctor Brock chime, “Okay.” I quickly nudge Wyatt’s shoulder a little harder. “Alpha Wyatt wake up. Alpha, you need to wake up.” My breath hitches as his body suddenly goes limp. Shit. He is now unconscious. I quickly grab his shoulders and shake him harder than my previous nudges. “Alpha Wyatt! Don’t scare me like this! Wake up!”

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

It wasn't gold (the Mother), and it wasn't silver (the Guardians). It was Deep, Original Red. A message scrolled across Leo’s vision, bypassing all security. USER_ID: ARTHUR_VANCE_THORNE_001 STATUS: RE-AWAKENED. MESSAGE: "THANKS FOR THE LIFT, GRANDSON. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR A BODY WITH THIS MUCH PROCESSING POWER."

JASMINE “Not again!...” I groan, rolling to the end of the bed to turn off the alarm clock. it's another working week and I need to head to the office. I'm still feeling sleepy but what can I do?. sitting up fully I rub my eyes a little, stretched my body then accepted my fate before climbing down from the bed to go on my knees. “Dear Lord, thank you for the gift of life, thank you for your mercies upon my life that's leading me on, I know I'm not perfect but I'm perfect in you. this is another working week and I need your help at Javis-k...Amen!”

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Alternating pov: Dawn had barely touched the horizon when the pain woke me—sharp, rolling, electric. My whole body trembled, skin too tight, bones burning. I gasped and clutched the blankets, trying not to scream. The door flew open. “Sera.” Kade was already at my side, dropping to his knees. He must have been waiting. Watching. Ready. “It’s starting,” I breathed, voice shaking. “I know, baby. I’ve got you.” He swept me into his arms, holding me like I weighed nothing.