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The small boy in my arms giggles. "You're not allowed to hurt the Luna, Alpha" she says stubbornly. Austin's eyebrows lift suddenly and I giggle. I suddenly get an idea. "Kids, come here" I call and soon all the kids in the room come over- ranging from six to fifteen. "I think the Alpha needs to be taught how to take a joke so why don't you play Chase?" Chase is a game that werewolf kids have been playing for centuries. It's the same as tag to humans but a lot messier with us. Instead of there being one person trying to get everyone else, it's everyone else trying to get one person. Austin pales remarkably as I say this and the kids cry out with joy. "Better get running, Your Highness"

Adrian cursed, cutting him off before lunging at him, like he wanted to knee him in the gut. But Shedrack was smarter. He'd known Adrian since forever, therefore, he swiftly dodged away, walking towards the exit door. "Unfortunately, you missed. Shall I get you coffee?" He teased while Adrian slowly retreated in his chair while cursing under his breath, completely ignoring his asshole of a friend. Seeing that he was still in a foul mood, Shedrack chimed in, "I have some trained werewolf group of private investigators. They'll find her in no time, as long as she's still alive."

ALEX It was the happiest I'd ever been in my life. I was running around the garden chasing butterflies, trying to capture them for my collection. My brother had a full jar already and it was a challenge I did not want to miss out on. No it was a challenge I wanted to defeat him in. He always beat me to everything, running downstairs, first to stuff their pancakes in and even first to kill a rabbit.

Evelyn sat at her sleek glass desk, the city lights of Chicago casting fractured reflections across the room. Papers, folders, and encrypted devices were scattered before her, yet her focus was absolute. Each number, each name, each transfer listed in meticulous rows represented not just money but power—Abbas’ power. The kind of power that had haunted her life for years, lurking in shadows, invisible yet suffocating. And now, finally, she had the leverage to corner him.

“And maybe that phone too.” I take a step back, clutching my bag tighter. “I don’t want any trouble,” I say carefully. “Well, you found some,” the shorter one sneers, taking a step closer. Before I can react, the taller one lunges, grabbing at my arm. I scream, stumbling back as I try to pull free. It’s just like before. Trapped in an alley, my heart racing, ears ringing. It’s like I’m there all over again. “Let her go!”

Chad's POV I scrubbed my hands under the harsh stream of water, watching the crimson droplets swirl down the drain, remnants of a tense interrogation fading into nothingness. The North Natbians were attempting to breach our borders, and one of their spies had finally divulged unsettling information. They were on a mission to capture Bella and deliver her to their king, and every one of them carried her picture, a haunting reminder of the stakes at play. Frustration boiled within me, and I slammed my fist against the wall, the sound echoing like thunder in the sterile room. The realization that he could hold Bella hostage, forcing my hand and sealing Kaladia's fate, ignited a fire of desperat

Elias told him. Quinn grunted. Every time he thought about that girl he just got more pissed off. “You’re going about it the wrong way…” Chase said then. “What do you mean?” Quinn asked him. “It’s just like with chics. You can’t chase them… they’ll run away. Same idea applies here. You’re chasing your brother and he’s just getting further and further away. You need lure him in… make him come to you.” Quinn thought about that for a minute. And Chase was right. Why hadn’t he thought of that? But how would he do that… he’d have to set a trap. And there was no way in hell Em was going to be the bait. And that’s who he wanted.

When I chased love elsewhere, she was there. Sloane refuses to understand the rules of my world. She refuses to play it safe. She still sees me as the twelve-year-old Rowan. She makes me look weak, where I can’t afford to be weak. She doesn’t know when to stop. She doesn’t know the kind of damage she invites by provoking Christine. “I remember it all Grandpa, I don’t think I can ever forget her blue eyes. It’s time to sleep. I’ll see you in four days. Take care of yourself, old man.” I mutter, as I end the call.

The place where I thought I belonged but ended up getting betrayed. I haven’t crossed yet. I watched their silhouette heading in my direction and when their faces became clear I uttered the words I never thought I would say. “I, Arabella Hale, sever my ties with Blood Fang Pack. I renounce my place as your Luna…” I paused turning to Adrian whose looking at me with his blazing eyes, “and as your wife, Alpha Adrian Voss,” I didn’t wait for a response. I didn’t even dare to read their reaction. I run as fast as I can without any direction in my mind.

Because Chase’s thumb was stroking slow circles on my hip, and I wished I could go bang my head on the wall because he was turning me on right in the middle of chaos. Darlington’s gaze shifted back to his son. “You think you can defy me?” he asked quietly. “Defy the family?” Chase’s hand flexed on my waist. “I already did.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Apparently, the 'C' in Chase's name was for Chaos, and we were all caught up in it.