Chapter 152 Charis Something stirred in my chest. They could insult me, could try to intimidate me, but attacking my family—even my complicated relationship with my father—crossed a line. “You know what I think?” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper that carried through the silent corridor. “I think
Chapter 151 Charis “You remember everything I told you, right?” Isolde’s voice was gentle but firm as we sat in her sleek black car at the school gates. I nodded, adjusting the strap of my designer bag. The morning sun cast long shadows across the campus, and I could see
Chapter 150 Vale I knelt quietly in front of Isolde, trying not to grit my teeth. I was angry, furious, but what has my anger ever done for me? No matter how much I think I’ve got things all figured out, Isolde would show me she was already ten steps
Chapter 149 Charis When Slater said my name, all three boys turned and stared at me like I was a ghost materialised from their worst nightmares. The air in the room shifted, becoming thick with tension. I knew that at some point, I’d need to face them. I had imagined
Chapter 148 Charis Then Marcus stepped closer, his brows wrinkling with concern. “Hey, are you alright?” he asked gently. “Is there a problem? You look like you’ve seen a ghost p> I managed to shake my head, not trusting my voice if I spoke. “Are you sure?” Marcus pressed, the
Chapter 147 Charis I sat stiffly in the velvet chair, with my palms pressed together fighting the knot in my stomach. It’s been a week since I awoke from my unconscious state. I didn’t know if it was still the haziness from being unconscious or what, but now that I’d
Chapter 146 Charis “That the laws had changed, but not in the way that mattered. Yes, human-werewolf unions were now officially acceptable, but some laws were still the same. Female werewolves were still being forced into marriages and alliances for pack politics. The mate bond—that sacred connection our ancestors revered—had
Chapter 145 Charis Three Months Earlier. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound pulled me from the darkness, and the first thing I felt was its weight. My eyelids felt heavy as lead, but I forced them open, squinting against harsh lighting above that made my head pound. White ceiling tiles swam
Chapter 144 Kael Today was the second day of school resumption and the first official assembly. And as always, I always felt strange whenever I wore my Ravenshore uniform. As I walked across the courtyard toward the assembly hall, my body was moving, but my mind was elsewhere. It was
Chapter 143 Charis A few minutes later, we arrived at Ravenshore. I felt my breath coming in gasps as the gates came into view. Flashes of the hardships I’d faced slowly began to filter into my mind’s eye. I closed my eyes, hoping to block out the memories, when Isolde
Chapter 142 Charis My name is Charis Greye. But seven months ago, I buried that name. Six months ago, I became Eamon Riggs—a boy who never truly existed. I was a disguise stitched together with forged paper, cropped hair and a half-truth that swallowed my real identity. And three months
Chapter 141 Kael I walked through the doors of our headquarters, but today it felt different. It felt like I was a stranger returning to a place I once knew, but somehow it had grown distant from me. I walked through the long corridor, filled with agents and administrative personnel
Chapter 140 Slater “What kind of monstrosity?” Kael asked. “Brace yourselves, guys,” I took in a deep breath. “Ravenshore have been getting girls pregnant and selling their babies to humans. Our boys, all the missing boys from Ravenshore, are sold to the human world p> There was a bit of
Chapter 139 Slater The Silvermere pack house was an imposing structure of grey stone and dark timber, its Gothic revival architecture giving it the appearance of a fortress rather than a family home. As Rhett and I were ushered through the grand foyer by a stern-faced butler, I couldn’t help
Chapter 138 Slater The world had gone quiet without Charis. And I never did well with quiet. It left too much room for guilt, too much space for my wolf to whisper things I couldn’t bear to hear. Rhett had chosen to bury himself in the ache of loss, fighting
Chapter 137 Rhett The Ravenspire Pack’s annual Winter gathering was supposed to be a celebration, but I felt like I was attending my death sentence. The open great hall buzzed with the voices of every pack member, laughter punctuating their conversations as they gestured and talked. I stood near the
Chapter 136 Rhett I woke up to the weight of something pressing down on my chest I hadn’t meant to sleep. I’d lain on top of the covers sometime before dawn, shoes still on, shirt unbuttoned. When I opened his eyes, light angled across the ceiling from the eastern windows,
Chapter 135 Rhett The pack house estate stretched endlessly under the grey December sky; unlike most packs in the west, Decembers in Ravenspire had the worst cold. It snowed so much that we’d be locked in the house for weeks until the worst of it passes. I stood at the
Chapter 134 Third Person POV The boy nodded nervously. “Yeah, I saw him heading toward the main gate about twenty minutes ago. I think he was leaving p> Rhett did not even wait to hear the boy out completely; he sprinted through the corridors, running towards the main gate. He
Chapter 133 Third Person POV The Ravenshore Cemetery had never seen such a crowd. It was as though the earth had drawn every student out of the Academy’s walls, compelling them to gather here. It stretched endlessly under the grey autumn sky with old headstones that created an atmosphere of