RichardI took my step after standing paralyzed for so long, one step at a time, slowly. I can't breathe as I watch the scene unfold before my eyes get much more horrifying. The furniture is overturned, the walls are splattered with blood, and a chilling breeze sends shivers down my spine. My heart races as I watch the chaos and destruction that have consumed the once-peaceful room. The eerie silence amplifies the sense of dread, making it difficult to comprehend the unimaginable events that have transpired. I took my parents' photo from the closet, which I was holding tightly in my trembling hands. The image of their smiling faces brings a bittersweet comfort amidst the chaos, reminding me of happier times. And I run through the debris-filled hallway, desperate to escape the horrors that surround me. The adrenaline pumps through my veins, fueling my determination to find safety and leave this nightmare behind. Every creak and whisper in the house intensifies his panic, making it
Regina "We need to stop him now," Roger said, his voice filled with determination. "Richard, we have to find a way to break his hold on that book before it's too late." Richard nodded his head in agreement, feeling the weight of urgency in Roger's words. As the cave started looming into a dark aura, it made us all fall to our knees. The oppressive atmosphere of the cave seemed to intensify, suffocating us with its ominous presence. It was clear that time was running out, and we had to act swiftly to prevent the impending catastrophe. "I can't feel the power within me. It's as if the book has drained me of all my strength," Richard confessed, his voice filled with desperation. "That's the plan; you think you can defeat me. "No. Charles smirked, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "You are nothing but pawns in my game, and this cave will be your final resting place." The sound of his chilling laughter echoed through the cavern, sending shivers down our spines. As he walked to
Regina"You should..." I snarled, ready to defend what was rightfully mine. "You should have known better than to underestimate someone who has learned from their mistakes. Now..." I said as I turned into my wolf form, my fangs bared and my growl echoing through the air. Both Richard and Roger launched from my back to Charles, their teeth bared and their fur bristling with aggression. We attacked Charles, our combined force overpowering him. His attempts to fight back were futile as we tore into his flesh, our primal instincts taking over.Roger took the book of darkness away from Charles Garsp and tossed it to me. As I caught it in my jaws, a sense of triumph washed over me. Richard continued to fight with Charles, with neither of them backing down. When Richard attacked Charles too, the intensity of the battle escalated. Their growls and snarls filled the air as they fiercely clashed, each determined to come out victorious. The adrenaline coursing through my veins urged me to joi
Richard"Regina!" I shouted, my heart pounding as I rushed to her side. With a surge of adrenaline, I caught her in my arms, desperately hoping she was okay. The weight of her limp body made my grip tighten as fear and concern flooded through me. "Regina..." I called, my voice trembling with worry. Her eyes fluttered open, and a weak smile formed on her lips as she whispered, "We won." She mumbled, with a weak smile, that we had won the battle. Relief washed over me, mingling with the lingering worry for her well-being. As I held her close, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride for her strength and determination. I nodded my head, planting a kiss on her forehead before whispering, "You're incredible, Regina. I'm so proud of you." "But I am tired," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just want to rest now." "Regina...," We both heard a voice and turned to look at Charles, standing with a change in his aura, which was palpable. "Thank you for saving me," Charles sa
Richard"Regina..." I called out her name, hoping for a response, but only the echo of my own voice answered me. She is no more. The silence that followed was deafening as if the world had come to a standstill. Memories of our shared laughter and conversations flooded my mind, making her absence even more unbearable. It was a painful realization that I would never hear her voice again. "Richard....," I turned my head to the voice and saw Charles standing there, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Go away..." I shouted through clenched teeth, my anger and grief intertwining in a volatile mix. Charles flinched at my outburst, but he didn't leave. Instead, he took a step closer, his voice filled with empathy as he softly said, "I understand your pain, Richard." "You understand my pain," I shouted with a bitter laugh, my voice laced with sarcasm. "How could you possibly understand? You didn't lose her; I did!" Charles's expression softened as he replied, "You're right, Richard. I can't ful
Richard"Regina..." I mumbled, feeling the warmth of her body again, with her heart pumping again as if it had never stopped. She is alive, and her presence fills me with a sense of relief and joy. The thought of losing her was unbearable, but now that she's here, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. "Regina," I mumbled, touching her face and feeling her warm breath on my fingertips. "Richard....," I heard her mumble with her eyes, not leaving mine, her voice filled with emotion. As she moves her hand to touch my face and wipes away the tears that I didn't even know were falling from my eyes, I realize how fortunate I am to have her by my side. I hugged her tight in my arms and whispered, "Thank you for being here with me. I don't know what I would do without you." As we held each other, the weight of my worries and pain seemed to melt away, replaced by a renewed sense of hope and strength. "Richard..." she mumbled, her head resting over my heart, he
RogerI smiled, staring at the image in front of me, feeling a rush of joy and nostalgia. The conflict finally came to an end, and I couldn't help but reflect on the long and arduous journey that led us here. But what didn't happen in the past happened now; Richard and Regian are together, safe and sound, their smiles mirroring the happiness in my heart. Seeing both of them smile and hug each other brought a sense of joy and relief that was indescribable. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that their love had triumphed over all the obstacles they faced. The sacrifices they made and the strength they showed throughout their journey had finally paid off, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. "Roger..." Richard called, bringing me back from my thoughts. I turned to face him, noticing the tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank you, thank you for being there for us," Richard choked out, his voice filled with gratitude. "Without your support and encouragement
Regina Will Sam be angry with me? I may have disturbed his meeting. ‘Damn Regina, sometimes you can’t control yourself once you start talking.’ Shit, I hope my words didn’t make things hard for Sam. But then again, who was that guy sitting on Sam’s chair, even though I, being his sister, never once sat on it but was sitting on it as if he owned it? And why was Sam so nervous and stressed in front of him? I have never seen Sam so stressed in front of anyone; he is the Alpha, and everyone respects him, but that doesn't give a damn about Sam being an Alpha, as he is somehow bigger and more powerful than Sam the Alpha himself. I shook my head. ‘Why do I care? Who is he?' Right now, I am so angry at myself; all plans for today got ruined because Peter ditched me by changing our plans at the last minute. I was so happy to finally spend some alone time with him, but he had something important to do. What is so important that he has broken his promise? "I hate when people break their pro