Novel & Cerita The Covenant Series

I muttered as I read through it. ‘LIAM BLACKWELL HAS A BASTARD CHILD?’ The title caught my attention faster than I could spell my name. I opened the page and saw pictures of Kaleb from the wedding. Reporters were not invited to the wedding because of things like this. How did they even get this picture? I picked up my phone to call my head of media, Sean. “Good evening sir.” He replied after the third ring, voice laced with sleep. “Sean, what’s this news I’m seeing? And why is it still up? Isn’t that your reason for getting paid?” I fired at him.

After stammering for a long time, Pino gritted his teeth and finally said, "Signore, the port doesn't belong to the Cecere Famiglia anymore. It now belongs to the Valentini Famiglia." Luca's face fell. "What? What do you mean by that?" Pino continued, "The Cecere Famiglia and the Valentini Famiglia formed a marriage alliance just a few days ago, and nearly a hundred ports were given to the Valentini Famiglia as a wedding gift. So, all of the contracts and agreements from before are now null and void." Luca flew into a rage at once. In a trembling voice, he yelled, "How's that even possible? Katerina is the only daughter of her Famiglia, and her fate is still currently unknown! How could the

He trembled as he slowly rose. "Very well," he whispered, his voice barely audible, like a sigh. The Silvermoon and Blackrock packs had gathered within the temple. I stood before the statue of the Moon Goddess, voice echoing across the sacred hall. "On this holy night of the Blood Moon, I have three announcements for the packs. First, Damian, I, Eva Lopez, deliver your judgment." A hush fell over the temple. Damian's eyes were vacant, his body drained of all life. I studied his hollow face and uttered deliberately, "For the sake of power, you betrayed the Blood Moon vow. You forcibly broke your mate bond with Chloe, provoked a war, and shed the blood of your people.

Below it, another name made her blood run cold. Global Creditors Alliance. Camelia stared at the signatures again, hoping she had misunderstood. But the evidence was undeniable. Financial cooperation agreements. Infrastructure development contracts. Confidential communications between the Hayden family network and the same organization that had spent years destroying nations and hunting them across the world. Her stomach twisted violently. “No…” she whispered. Behind her, the archive door opened. William stepped inside carrying a portable scanner, but the moment he saw the document in her hands, his entire body went still.

His gaze settled on the old photograph of Vincent. "Except Vincent." Silence. The founder opened the folder. Inside were dozens of reports. Psychological evaluations. Genetic profiles. Family records. Confidential research. Every page carried the same classification. TOP SECRET Aruna's stomach tightened. None of this felt normal. None of this felt human. Gabriel turned the first page. "Twenty-five years ago, the Covenant began to fracture." Nobody interrupted. "Vincent saw it coming." "The betrayals." "The corruption." "The greed."

With a snap of his fingers, a small spark of violet energy jumped from his hand to the hearth, and a fire roared to life, casting orange light across his sharp features. He stood there for a moment, watching the flames. The black veins on his hands were gone again, held back by the sheer proximity of the valley’s magic—and, perhaps, by me. "This is where it began," he said, gesturing to a framed piece of yellowed parchment on the wall. "The original contract. It wasn't about money or territory. It was about survival. The first Shadow-Walker was losing his mind to the void, and the first Scribe was the only one who could tether him to the world."

“Nico gets desperate, makes mistakes, reveals his true nature. Aleta sees him for what he really is.” “And if she doesn’t? If she chooses her brother over you when all is said and done?” My hands still on the folder’s edge. The possibility that Aleta might forgive Nico’s manipulation while condemning mine has haunted every quiet moment since I brought her here. Family loyalty runs deeper than romantic love, especially in our world where blood determines everything. “Then at least she’ll know the truth about who destroyed our future, and her brother will have learned a valuable lesson. You don’t fuck with Elio Castellano/”

“Let me make it right this time, I swear I’ll never see Sylvia again. I’ll cut all ties with her. I’ll take care of you. I’ll repay everything I owe you.” Another vow. I thought back to all his vows these three years — “I’ll spend more time with you.” “I won’t neglect you for Sylvia again.” “I’ll cherish our pup.” Every oath, shattered by his own hands. “Chisel,” I said, bitter laughter in my voice, “you’ve sworn so many promises I’ve lost count. Do you really think I still believe you?” “This time I mean it! Leah, believe me!” He was sobbing now, raw with regret.

To him. “To stand as Alpha and Luna is not merely to rule,” the officiant intoned. “It is to serve. To protect. To bear the weight of your people with strength and with grace. Today, before your packs and before the Moon Goddess herself, you vow this union—not only as a bond of mates, but as a covenant of leadership.” Evandra’s throat tightened. The words struck deep. She had lived them once, and lost them. Now she was being given another chance, a bond reborn in fire and trial.