Novel & Cerita Treachery Bleach

“I’m going to kill you.” My shifting sent Joey and Anna into a spiral. “A white wolf. She’s a white wolf…” As expected from an Alpha, Joey was quick to snap back to reality. He gave Anna a nudge and shouted, “Run!” Joey put himself between us to cover Anna’s escape. There was no way I would let them get away with it. Blood must be paid with blood. I was right on Anna’s tail all the way to the street. Even on the broad street, she managed to lose herself in the heavy traffic.

She shoved me to the floor. In front of me was a basin full of children's clothes, stained with something foul. "I am not washing that. Keep dreaming." Stella let out a cold laugh. "If you don't wash them, then I really will feed your father's ashes to the dogs." I knew she was capable of it. I looked into her cold eyes, and in the end, I gave in. I could not let my father lose his peace, even in death. I crouched down and began washing the clothes, fighting the nausea.

I couldn't help but sneer inside. I wanted to ask him—What are you so afraid of, Reese? But no one could hear me now. No one could see me. He pushed the bedroom door open, calling out without looking. "Carmen, I know you're hiding in here. I don't have time for your games. Hurry up and come give blood—" The room was empty. Not a single trace of me remained. The soft pink-and-white decor had replaced the stark black-and-white of the room I remembered, so heavy and cold it was hard to breathe in.

Retracting a few steps, I tapped onto the floor again to confirm my suspicion. I gently squeezed Rachel’s shoulder in reassurance and began to loosen my grip on her. When I was sure that she had understood the message, I quickly recoiled from her and proceeded to peel the carpet of the floor. There I found a rectangular box almost mixed with the colour and texture of the wooden flooring looking glaringly out of place to me. If someone hadn’t already suspected that it was a secret pathway to the floor beneath, they would never discover it lying there.

The broadcast hijacked every screen in Manhattan. “The Red Slaughter,” Serena’s voice purred, calm as silk over static. “Bianca Clay led the assault that murdered forty-seven innocents. The dynasty has fallen to the disease it once claimed to cure.” Bianca watched from the darkened control room as her own face looped across global feeds frozen mid-command, eyes lit by fire. No one saw the detonators, the trap, the screams swallowed by red light. Only her. The villain Serena needed.

As Audrey opened her mind to the stone, the "Sapphire Peace" was incinerated. A flood of raw, jagged memories hit her: the smell of lye, the sting of the whip, the sound of her mother’s silent weeping. This was the "Primal Shadow"—the concentrated grief of a thousand years of "Worthless" lives. It wasn't a magic power. It was a Blight.

Inside the vial was a thick, black liquid. When a drop hit the ground, it sizzled as it corroded the ground. The smoke was so biting that it made it difficult for Richard to open his eyes. This was not the golden Moonlight Antidote. This was Void Poison, the deadliest toxin known to werewolves. It could make one's soul wither before it devoured the flesh. Marcus stared at the spreading black stain by his boots. "This..." He muttered under his breath before looking up at me, and the disgust in his eyes hurt me more than he would ever know. "This is what you have in your pouch?! You've been carrying this very thing that can kill your sister?!"

I grabbed a match from the mantle and struck it. “What are you doing?” Silas roared, lunging for me. I dropped the match. The gilt-edged pages, soaked in the dry rot of twenty years, caught instantly. The secrets of the Ares empire—the murders, the bribes, the “Conditioning”—erupted into a wall of orange flame. “I’m clearing the site,” I said. Silas tackled me, the weight of him slamming me into the mahogany desk. We hit the floor, a tangle of limbs and fury. I felt the detonator fly from his hand, skidding across the floor toward the vault.

I cried as if there was no tomorrow. The room spins around me, her words echoing in my head. Betrayal, hurt, and anger surge within me like a tidal wave threatening to pull me under. I feel the walls of my world crumbling down, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. I thought I knew my life. But in this moment, everything I thought I knew is shattered. I feel like karma hit me so fast. Maybe fate already knew that I would do something foolish in life, so it prepared karma for me right away. But this still doesn't feel fair.

Byron laughed. "In that condition? Stop bluffing!" Said Byron. I finally saw an opening, i threw myself inside quickly then fell to the floor. "Ouch!" The room had white walls, and shelves filled with pills,medical tools and cleaning chemicals. I grabbed a bottle of bleach and waited for the guards to enter. "She is in here,hurry!" Said the first guard, making his entrance.