Chapter 463 The moon hung low in the sky, cloaked in thin veils of mist that made everything below shimmer and blur. The forest was still, too still. Even the leaves dared not whisper as the search party moved cautiously through the underbrush. Erik and his group of men were

Chapter 462 The door to the Alpha’s office groaned open as Uther stepped inside without knocking, a gesture that was as intentional as the smug smile on his lips. Behind him trailed a few men—older wolves, once loyal to Xaden’s late father, now pulled into Uther’s orbit with whispered promises

Chapter 461 The cold wind bit at Xaden’s skin as he staggered through the underbrush, every breath he took shallow and ragged. His shirt was torn, caked with dried blood, and his side throbbed violently with every movement. Each step was a battle, and each breath reminded him how close

Chapter 460 The stone beneath Xaden’s back had long gone from cold to numb. Pain wasn’t sharp anymore. it pulsed like a dull drumbeat in the marrow of his bones. Each breath scraped his lungs, his body on the verge of surrender. He knew he didn’t have much time left.

Chapter 459 The moon had long risen, casting slivers of silver light between the trees, but Jasmine had not returned. Marro’s small fingers were twisted into Kire’s thick fur, clutching tightly. The young boy had refused to eat, refused to rest. His face was streaked with dirt, tears crusted in

Chapter 458 Xaden woke up, his eyes heavy and his back ned exhausted. He felt his open wound already smelling with infection. He gently touched hiss side and felt very dark blood slowly slipping out. He wasn’t bleeding as bad as he had in the beginning. But he could tell

Chapter 457 The bedroom door shut with a final, echoing click, and Jasmine stood frozen in place. The room was lavish, almost deceptively so rich velvet drapes, gold-framed mirrors, and a carved four-poster bed dressed in silks. But none of that mattered. Not the gleaming chandelier, not the scent of

Chapter 456 Leviathan stood at the edge of the clearing, his jaw clenched tight as he watched Jasmine being escorted away by Alpha Hunter’s men. She moved slowly, cautiously, wrapped in her cloak like a ghost drifting between guards. No chains. No bruises. No rough hands. He scoffed. What a

Chapter 455 The silence in the room stretched long and sharp, like the edge of a blade. Jasmine’s breath caught in her throat. Her heart thudded so loud it echoed in her ears. Every muscle in her body clenched at his words. He knew. He knew she was pregnant. How

Chapter 454 Jasmine tried to go around the man but then she bumped into another guard and then she took a step back. She looked behind and saw that there were other guards approaching. She turned to her left and right. The same and then she knew she was trapped.

Chapter 453 Jasmine gently touched Marro’s hair as he slept on Kire’s body. It had taken a while for Kire to allow Marro sleep on him but eventually he had agreed. Kire has caught a rabbit and Jasmine had been able to roast it and they had eaten it for

Chapter 452 The air inside the healer’s hut was thick with the scent of crushed herbs and old magic. Flickering candlelight danced across the wooden walls, casting soft shadows as Nanny Nia stood over the altar, her fingers tracing the lines of an ancient symbol etched into the wood. Fiona

Chapter 451 The shattered wine glass still lay on the stone tiles, its crimson contents drying like spilled blood in the afternoon sun. The other girls had scattered not long after Fiona and Nanny Nia’s dramatic departure, their laughter swallowed by a stunned silence. Now only Anna remained, standing amid

Chapter 450 The sun had barely passed its peak when the sweet hum of wine-soaked laughter spilled out from the pack house courtyard. Anna, draped in a crimson shawl too fine for the occasion, lounged beneath the awning like a queen displaced from her throne, flanked by Lily, Lisa, and

Chapter 449 For a long time, Marro didn’t speak. He stood silently in the clearing, his small chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as he stared at the wristband in Jasmine’s hands. It was stained and frayed, the leather softened by time, but it pulsed with memory. With grief.

Chapter 448 Marro’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as he darted through the underbrush, scratches painting his arms and legs like war marks. The midday sun filtered through the canopy above, warm and golden, but it offered no comfort. Not to him. Not to a boy who had no

Chapter 447 Marro ran through the trees like a shadow unchained. His heart beat fast—not out of fear, but from the pulsing urgency in his chest. The early dawn was barely stretching itself over the sky, and the first lines of light sliced through the trees like thin blades of

Chapter 446 The sun had gone down beyond the lush trees when Marro finally dared to move. He had remained tucked under the hollow for hours, frozen in fear and desperation. His small body ached, muscles cramped from stillness, but worse was the heavy silence pressing against his ears, the

Chapter 445 “You know what?” He said as he very gently snatched the weird band from the woman. She gasped. “I think I’ll just take that back.” He said. She was startled. “Why do you want to do that?” She asked. “I don’t think I’m interested anymore. You’re too Expensive

Chapter 444 Marro had been kept in the house for twenty fours and his mum had placed a watchful eye on him, making sure he never strayed far. Marro had been so distraught and all he could think of was his dying friend in the forest. What if he was