Torn Between The Two Play Novels & Stories

He had no doubt that his son would do what he had threatened to. He wasn't sure if to feel proud or a little scared. The girl didn't stand a chance with what happened. The ritual had drained her terribly, news came to him that she was hanging in the in-between, not exactly the type that Cassian had been in but worse. Now he wasn't sure what to do again. He needed to eliminate as many players as he could, replace them with his and restart this game. There had only been one major mistake - keeping Lucian alive. Maybe if he fixed that everything else would fall into place.

The twins looked at each other and smiled. "I am Zian," said one of them. "No, I am Zian," said the other one. Liam hissed furiously. Now he is also getting confused. Who was who? "You shouldn't have asked that buddy," Liam said with a shake of his head. Ten minutes later, even Liam got confused as to who is who. "God damn it. This is getting on my nerves. One day soon, I am going to give one of you a permanent scar so that you both can never play this game again." Liam cursed angrily.

"You know what that sounds like to me? Opportunity." "Or manipulation." "Same thing, depending on who’s holding the reins." I leaned back on the bed, eyes tracing the cracks in the ceiling. "I don’t know if I’m strong enough to be that girl. The one who plays his game." "Then don’t play his game. Play your own." I blinked. "How?"

But I wasn’t sure it was possible. Because no matter how hard I tried, I would always be a man torn between two packs, two identities. And I wasn’t sure I’d ever truly belong to either one.

“Just give me a chance. Let me prove to you that I’m on your side. I want to make it right.” I take a deep breath, my heart racing as I stand at the precipice of a decision that could alter the course of my life. I can feel the weight of their gazes on me, both men waiting for my response, and in this moment, I realize the choice is mine alone to make. But as my heart battles my mind, one thought echoes louder than the rest: Can I trust either of them?

And the dual resonance—both threads of it—present in my chest as it would always be, the one deep and settled and the other changed and steady, both of them real, both of them mine. I was no longer torn.

Trey roared, hearing him continue to beat him up left a sore feeling in my throat, getting out of the stall, I quickly made my way to them, standing between Trey and Ashton who was barely conscious. “It’s alright, I don’t want you to get in trouble.” I begged, hoping things won’t escalate further seeing how angry Trey was. Asides being the best player on the team, he’s also quite a strong fighter that no one dared cross. “Please…” “Let me beat up this pathetic bastard!” Trey tried to punch him again but I stood between them again, staring at him with pleading eyes. It was already enough that I’m in this disdainful state. I didn’t want any more situation or attention, I traced my eyes to the

"I'm going to ride on the merry-go-round!" I rushed over to it, while Lucian followed me from behind, with a smile of his own. And for just a moment… I wondered. If Raven and Thorne didn’t exist… would I have given all of me to Lucian alone? Maybe. But my heart wasn’t mine anymore. It was split into three, and I couldn’t and wouldn't choose between them.

Her journey, replete with unanticipated detours and turns, brought her to this serene moment of enjoyment. Christian stood next to her and smiled warmly. Something else than kindness danced in the recesses of his eyes, posing a silent query. Hazel locked eyes with him, a comforting sensation building in her chest. Through thick and thin, he had been her rock, her companion, a constant source of support. Sensing a shift in Hazel's disposition, Liam pulled on her leg. "Daddy play trucks!" he exclaimed, his mind already on a fresh adventure. With a laugh, Hazel turned to face Christian. "Duty calls," she remarked, smiling suggestively.

“No, but your son will be the greatest leader of his time. There will be just and peace in his lifetime. You only have to guide him to live in humility and humbleness.” “I promise, I will.” “Amelia, the reason why Lucius is gone is because twenty-five years from now the twins will rage war against each other. One with the power of fire, the fiery of a dragon, and the other the most intelligent and strong warrior being that can soar up the sky. There will be chaos, divisions between clans, disorders in supernatural worlds, a lot of lives will be lost, and the werewolf packs will never be the same again. They will leave underground, and no peace can ever be attained as long as the two brothers