White Scars Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

I hope he shits himself! They wanted a strong Alpha, and now they will see the price they must pay! A claw rakes my side, but it tickles. Everything becomes a blur. I have no clue how many wolves I have killed. I don’t care. They are traitors to their own kind! They are the outcasts, not wolves like me! I don’t stop until no more wolves dare to attack me. I am covered in blood. I shift back. My vision is red and fuzzy. I try to wipe away some blood, but I only end up smearing it more. I hear a raspy breath. It is Scarlet, barely clinging to life. I walk to her. “Thank you for finally seeing the truth. Thank you for trying to make it right.” I take her hand. She squeezes my fingers, lightly.

He looks into the rearview mirror and asks, "Okay, ladies, where are we going first?" Jade sits forward a bit and says, "I think we will go to the day spa first..." I tense at the sound of that as no one other than Zachariah has seen or knows how bad the scars are that now pattern my skin both on my back and my abdomen, even after the healing cream Valentino's servants were using and then whatever Zachariah had his doctor or healer do they could not stop my skin from scaring. I move slightly closer to Jade and place my hand on her arm and whisper,

" She... She re-opened dad's case? Why? Isn't she the one who told me that I should stop fighting against that invisible enemy of us? Why would she... Do this?" I stood up even if I feel like I would fall in any moment. I accidentally passed by a mirror and saw my scar. The memories that I buried six feet under the ground starts to flash like a flood. The screams in pain, the culprit's laugh, dad's cry in pain, our maids' shouts, and my cries. God, I need to stop this again. If this kept on flashing back, I'll lost myself again. And I don't want that to happen.

“Varrick, you are not being true to your promises.” “Not true, I promised to dance with you and I did, didn’t I?” “But you also promised no more kisses until” “I know but I can’t help it. With all those men looking at you like they want to undress you, I wanted to mark you so no one would dare. Too bad, I am not a werewolf otherwise, you would be wearing my mark right now. “ “Seriously? Why did we leave early by the way?” “I have a surprise for you.”

After three agonizing minutes, a voice emerged from the dark. "Lady Victoria, it is finished. White died three minutes ago. His body is already cooling." Avery’s entire body tensed, then slowly, a strange calm washed over her. They had confirmed the death of White—the persona. It meant Hudson had successfully executed the final stage of his escape. A piercing, animalistic scream ripped from Victoria’s throat. "How? Are you certain it is the healer and not the Prince? Look at his face again!" The Enforcer’s voice was trembling. "It is White, my Lady. There is no mask. It is his true flesh. He succumbed to the silver-rot in his wounds."

I said, keeping it formal, putting an ocean of distance between us with just a few words. Harriet could not hold back her tears any longer. I was no longer the proud, cocky kid she used to know. I would rather have let out all my bitterness, all my complaints about their years of indifference, than have stood there looking so pitiful. … When Walter saw me, he started shaking uncontrollably, as if I were some kind of ghost. It took Walter an eternity to work up the nerve, but finally, he reached out for a handshake. "Zack, let's bury the hatchet, okay?" he offered.

Because a part of me firmly believes that pain was proof of sanity. But that didn't matter any longer. I am a lunatic now.. Derek confirmed it. Susanna won. The bones of my wrist were turning, twisting back into place with maximal effort. The pain shot up through my spine, and through my head, giving me a headache. I looked down at my wrists, each one at different points of healing. The scars on my wrists stared back at me, and placed side by side looked like they were smiling up at me. An inviting smile.

Maybe, just maybe, her destiny was only beginning. Outside, unseen and silent, shadows moved in the distance. Eyes glimmered, scanning the horizon. The villains from the past were not far behind, and the chase had only just begun. Shadow seen outside the window—villains are tracking her. —END OF CHAPTER 1—

Stacey siad and pulled Whitney away from Ariyana. "Stacey slow down" Whitney said as she tried to keep her balance on the heels she wore. Stacey dragged her out of the restaurant and pointed at a car. "You pulled out here just to show me a car" Whitney asked frowning at Stacey. Stacey giggled and said "look behind you" Whitney turned and her eyes went wide like saucers There stood someone who she never expected to see anytime soon. Chapter 46 Author's pov Whitney rushed into Jack arms and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug. She hugged him like it was her last.