White Scars Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

I blinked as the memory slowly faded away and I marched into the building, confident that more parts of my memory would return. "Do you really have what it takes to be a white wolf Scar?" My mother asked me and I watched as she educated younger Scarlett about white wolves and all the memories suddenly began rushing to me. My earlier suspicion had been right, Scarlett really was a white wolf and I'm sure the seer had known. Why else would he have told me to read about them? The memory slowly faded away and the screams and clashing of swords pierced through my mind once more and I clutched my head.

I voiced out. They ignored me and kept walking ahead, looking out for any incoming to hide from. I huffed and kept on pulling the bag until we finally reached the boundary of the pack. "This is it," Clara said, turning back at me. As for me, I sat down, exhausted because of not eating well while I was sucking in the truth about Xavier, an enemy, being my mate. "Yay-" I lied on the grass, heaving my chest up and down. ______________ Hey guys! This sequel will be more regularly uploaded from November onwards so don't think I forgot about it lol. I just have a lot of college work and it's my final year so it's just tougher but I won't give up on this.

The icy water stung, but it washed away the dirt, the sweat, and some of the shame clinging to me. When I dressed again, I lay back on my blanket, staring up at the sky. “Is this what I’ve become?” I whispered. “A runaway… soon to be branded rogue if I don’t find a pack fast enough. The Moon Goddess gave me a mate only to take him away. Why?” My words faded into the night, carried by the sound of the rushing water. Eventually, exhaustion pulled me into sleep. When I awoke, dawn had painted the forest in gold, but the pain of Rafael’s rejection still burned through my chest like fresh fire. Slowly, I rose and went to the stream.

"Your reputation is already in ruins. You were the one who requested today's livestream, and this is your last chance. If you fail to cure him, there will no longer be a place for you anywhere in the medical field." I stood where I was and met his eyes for three seconds. "Mr. Foster, whether I can cure him or not depends on what I find after examining him." With that, I walked past him and pushed open the door to the hospital room. His brows drew together slightly, as if he were thinking about something. Then he and Evelyn followed me inside. After entering, they said nothing else and quietly sat to the side. Gracie was sitting on the sofa, peeling an apple.

And he and everyone he shares DNA with were going to rue the day he ever set his eyes on my woman, and what belongs to me. Besides, we had old scores to settle. Number one being Dark Woods. ~~~ SCAR POV *FLASHBACK* “Is this okay?” I whispered against her hot wet lips and got a small whimper in response. Her perfect body was molded and very languid in my hold and I could feel every inch of her against me. She’s fuckin’ beautiful. And I am gonna make her mine.

Scarlet whispered. They prepared in silence. Two predators dressed in silk. Two lies walking toward a truth. And in another part of the city, Flaviana lay sick in her room, whispering prayers for a girl no one could find. Hanks smiled in the mirror. Blanca stepped into her car. Scarlet stared ahead. And the Old Wolf waited—unaware that the next knock on his door would come not from war… …but from the past itself. As Blanca and Scarlet’s car disappeared into the streets toward Gennado Deluca’s estate,

If it was a deal-breaker for him, she could hardly fault him for that, though she hoped that since it was confined to her back, he’d be able to stomach the sight and just not look back there again. She shivered when he stepped back, afraid he was about to reject her. Knowing it was a possibility, she was steeling herself for it as he made sounds behind her. The shower stall shifted slightly, and she frowned in confusion when she felt the lightest touch against her back. A second later, she realized it was his tongue tracing over some of the worst of the scar tissue, and she shivered as tears sprang to her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

Most of the vials on the table were wolfsbane . " It's on your face too . Interesting . You're not dumb , yet you're still weak . Where does that get you ? Nowhere . " Jace looks extremely uncomfortable , his hands must be on fire right now . But he continues mutilating Scar man's face , who is screaming at this point . " Stop . I'm sorry . I didn't mean to " He whimpers desperately . " Didn't mean to what ? " Jace asks calmly as he grabs Scar man's hand and with a swift upward movement , dislocates the wrist joint and rips off his hand a second later .

Except statues didn’t burst into motion. Suddenly, the wolves were gone, disappearing into the only darkness beyond the line of trees. Follow them. Lucas gave the signal. Remember we are here to keep them safe, not stop them. And with that, the chase began. --- Chloe wasn’t sure where they were going but she found herself following her friends as they dashed through the frozen forest. Experiencing the icy breeze running through Hecate’s fur and the hard ground under her paws was a surreal sensation. This was her body but it felt completely different from what she was used to. This body was faster and more agile. Her senses felt like they had been enhanced tenfold. She felt free and invincibl

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