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To Hate A Wolf Lord ( Wolf Lord Saga #1)
img img To Hate A Wolf Lord ( Wolf Lord Saga #1) img Chapter 4 The Wolf Lord's Son
4 Chapters
Chapter 6 The Thrum of His Mark img
Chapter 7 Bound by Fury img
Chapter 8 Chains of the Wolf Lord img
Chapter 9 The Poison Bloom img
Chapter 10 The Night of Ashes img
Chapter 11 Too Close for Comfort img
Chapter 12 Between Wolves and Shadows img
Chapter 13 The Moon and Blood Between Us img
Chapter 14 The Moon and Blood Between Us (2) img
Chapter 15 The Cost of A Kiss img
Chapter 16 Bond of Pain img
Chapter 17 Lines Drawn in the Sand img
Chapter 18 No More Shadows img
Chapter 19 Two Canvases, One Truth img
Chapter 20 Truth in the Brushstroke img
Chapter 21 Fractures img
Chapter 22 Crossing the Line img
Chapter 23 Danger in the Garden img
Chapter 24 The Twin's Revenge img
Chapter 25 Fated Before All img
Chapter 26 Fated Before All (2) img
Chapter 27 Fighting Back img
Chapter 28 Dressed in Secrets img
Chapter 29 Needles of Judgement img
Chapter 30 The Cold Before The Vows img
Chapter 31 Bound at the Altar img
Chapter 32 Awake to Desire, Awake to Danger img
Chapter 33 The General Who Came For Me img
Chapter 34 Rising in the Ring img
Chapter 35 His Power, My Pain img
Chapter 36 His Word is Final img
Chapter 37 Loyalty Tested img
Chapter 38 A Lie Painted as Truth img
Chapter 39 A Lie Painted as Truth (2) img
Chapter 40 Locked Behind My Door img
Chapter 41 The Cost of an Escape img
Chapter 42 The Cost of an Escape (2) img
Chapter 43 House of Fragile Lies img
Chapter 44 Avaline's Shadow img
Chapter 45 Jealousy Unmasked img
Chapter 46 The Wolf Underneath My Skin img
Chapter 47 Fragments of A Wolf Lord img
Chapter 48 The Lies We Stand On img
Chapter 49 Before the Harvest img
Chapter 50 The First Kill of the Harvest img
Chapter 51 Betrayal in the Forest img
Chapter 52 Eyes in the Dark img
Chapter 53 The Rogue Bite img
Chapter 54 Cracks in the Mask img
Chapter 55 A Heart Left Cold img
Chapter 56 A Threat to My Plans img
Chapter 57 Eyes on the Alpha img
Chapter 58 When the Dead Return img
Chapter 59 Candles and Conflicts img
Chapter 60 Red Eyes, Broken Bonds img
Chapter 61 A Mother's Accusation img
Chapter 62 Moonroot and Lies img
Chapter 63 Chosen Again img
Chapter 64 Abandoned before the Arrow img
Chapter 65 Ashes and Silver img
Chapter 66 Fangs, Truth and Chains img
Chapter 67 Brother in Name Only img
Chapter 68 The Bond Shattered img
Chapter 69 Not of My Blood img
Chapter 70 Not of My Blood (2) img
Chapter 71 Claimed Despite Ruin img
Chapter 72 The Price of Mercy img
Chapter 73 Someone Close img
Chapter 74 Buried Lies img
Chapter 75 No Going Back img
Chapter 76 Him or Me img
Chapter 77 Jealousy Has Consequences img
Chapter 78 Everything Went as Planned img
Chapter 79 Powerless img
Chapter 80 The Screen of Lies img
Chapter 81 Puzzles and Memories img
Chapter 82 The Queen Who Was Never Chosen img
Chapter 83 Echoed in the Smoke img
Chapter 84 Straps and Accusations img
Chapter 85 A Wife Who Doesn't Remember img
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Chapter 4 The Wolf Lord's Son

My wolf growled as I forced myself out of bed.

She didn't like waking up early and neither did I. It was the only thing we agreed on apart from the fact that we both wanted revenge. I walked up to the closet and searched through the wardrobe. My eyes landed on a pretty yet modest peach gown. It was the perfect for school and for seducing the Wolf Lord. Grabbing it out of the wardrobe, I took it and went to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, I walked out, steam curling out of my body as I stood in front of the mirror. My eyes landed on the scar on my stomach. It had been three years since Adam's betrayal yet it was as if it had happened just yesterday. He had abadoned me to die because he didn't want his secret exposed.

"Ms. Ross, breakfast is ready."

I turned at the sound of the maid's voice, pulling my thoughts away from the past. "I'll be right there," I said softly.

I took one last glance in the mirror before I dressed up. Forcing a smile onto my face, I stepped out.

The scent of fresh bread, eggs, and roasted meat greeted me as I walked down the marble staircase. The dining hall was massive, its ceiling high enough to make me feel small, and sunlight poured through the tall glass windows, catching on the polished silverware.

At the far end of the long dining table sat a boy.

He couldn't have been more than four or five. His dark hair fell slightly over his brow, and his eyes sharp and stormy gray, just like Orion's. He flickered up at me once before dropping back to his plate. He ate slowly without a word as if he was being forced to eat.

"You must be Leo," I said softly, trying not to sound too eager.

He didn't respond.

I smiled anyway and moved closer, pulling out a chair next to him. "I've heard a lot about you, Leo. Nice to meet you, I'm Avaline. But you can call me Aunt Ava."

Still nothing.

The servants exchanged nervous glances. One of them quietly poured juice into my glass before hurrying away, leaving just the boy and me in the silent room.

I tried again. "You know, I've always liked kids who don't talk too much. It shows how mature and mysterious they are."

His fork paused mid-air. For a second, I thought he'd finally say something. Instead, he shrugged and went back to eating.

My wolf huffed in amusement.

He's got claws, that one.

I ignored her smirk. "Do you always eat this quietly?" I asked, my tone light. "Or is this because I'm here?"

He shot me a quick, cold, and disinterested glance. "You talk a lot," he muttered finally, his voice low but clear.

I bit back a laugh "And you don't talk enough."

He frowned and stabbed his eggs like they'd offended him.

Alright then. So much for making friends.

I leaned back in my chair, studying him. His small shoulders were tense, guarded, like someone who'd already learned not to trust easily. I recognized that look. I'd still wore it myself.

Still, I couldn't let him win this silent war.

"Well," I said lightly, reaching for my juice, "looks like I'm going to have my hands full with you, Leo."

He didn't reply, but I caught the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth - not quite a smile, but not pure defiance

either.

That was something.

A challenge.

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The Lunara's academy gate stood tall as we arrived in front of it. Leo slid out of the car, his eyes hooded as he stood with his small backpack. I took a deep breath watching him. He seemed quite mature for his age.

My eyes darted to the surrounding around us. Nobody could see me with Leo. He was a new student and apart from it being one of the Wolf Lord's rules, the school didn't allow teachers having relationships with students outside school.

"You'll do just fine," I whispered crouching down to fix his shoelace when Leo walked off.

A scoff escaped my lips as I straightened. "Stubborn little wolf," I muttered under my breath.

The school grounds were alive with chatter, young wolves running past me, their laughter ringing through the courtyard. I smiled as they disappeared into their classes and I went into mine.

The walls of the class gleamed as sunlight spilled in. A dozen curious faces turned to me, children of different ranks, each scent unique, their eyes bright and full of questions.

"Good morning," I greeted, forcing a warm smile. "Let's settle down, shall we?"

They obeyed quickly, their small voices whispering to one another. For a moment, the room felt calm. Peaceful even.

But my wolf was unsettled because of Leo.

He wasn't in my class. He was in the next class, the class for gifted young pups. The thought of him being alone and afraid on his first day stirred something in me. I fetched a new book and began reading when all of a sudden, a loud crash echoed through the walls.

My hand froze midair just as I was about to turn the page.

The loud sound of someone wailing followed. My instincts kicked in before reason did. I stepped out of my classroom, my wolf's hearing sharpening as I followed the noise down the hall.

It was coming from Leo's class.

A crowd had already gathered, parents murmuring in low tones. Pushing through them, I caught sight of Leo standing in the center of the room, his chest heaving, his little fists clenched tight. A smaller boy sat on the floor, crying, pointing at him.

"He pushed me!" the boy shouted, his voice trembling. "He's mean! He's violent!"

The parents around continued to talk, their hands pointing at Leo.

"I told you he's trouble."

"Poor thing, he must not have a mother."

Leo stood rigid, his gray eyes burning with something fierce. He didn't deny it. He didn't speak. He just stared at the ground, silent as the crowd's whispers tore him apart.

I took a step forward wrapping my arms around him when a voice rang out behind me.

"What's going on here? Jacob!"

My body froze as Adam rushed over to help the other boy up.

My hand trembled as the memories came crashing back.

What was he doing here?

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