Chapter
Chapters
Chapter 1 The Hunt Begins
Chapter 2 Shadows of the Pack
Chapter 3 Bend or Break
Chapter 4 Between Two Wolves
Chapter 5 Defiance and Desire
Chapter 6 Calming the Storm
Chapter 7 Edge of Collapse
Chapter 8 Taming the Wild
Chapter 9 Beneath the Collar
Chapter 10 Feral
Chapter 11 The Tether
Chapter 12 The Alpha’s Bargain
Chapter 13 Second to None
Chapter 14 Wrapped in Emerald
Chapter 15: Rules of the Game
Chapter 16: Mate Ball
Chapter 17: Infiltration
Chapter 18: Ball or Bloodbath
Chapter 19: Shower
Chapter 20: Soothing Shower
Chapter 21: Healing Hands
Chapter 22: Consulting the Healers
Chapter 23: Precautions and Prescriptions
Chapter 24: Recovery Time
Chapter 25: Late Night Talk
Chapter 26: Jealous Sister
Chapter 27: Betrayal
Chapter 28: Flee
Chapter 29: Imprisoned Again
Chapter 30: Reasonable Doubt
Chapter 31: Renegotiate
Chapter 32: Into the Dungeon
Chapter 33: Questioning Zara's Origins
Chapter 34: Sisterly Affection
Chapter 35: Desperate Escape
Chapter 36: Missing Peace
Chapter 37: Strange Bedfellows
Chapter 38: Long Road
Chapter 39: Search
Chapter 40: Fated Reunion
Chapter 41: Hunt
Chapter 42: Struggle With the Past
Chapter 43: Escaping the Rogues
Chapter 44: Talk it Out
Chapter 45: Moonlight Run
Chapter 46: Medical Mystery
Chapter 47: Awakening Confusion
Chapter 48: Answers and More Questions
Chapter 49: Sibling Rivalry
Chapter 50: Research
Chapter 51: Hiring an Investigator
Chapter 52: Preparing to Leave
Chapter 53: Travel
Chapter 54: Human Territories
Chapter 55: Only One Bed
Chapter 56: Private Investigator
Chapter 57: Shopping Mall
Chapter 58: Return Trip
Chapter 59: Missing Person
Chapter 60: Breakfast
Chapter 61: Beta Wolf
Chapter 62: Sparring Session
Chapter 63: Collared at Night
Chapter 64: Sneak Attack
Chapter 65: Bodyguard
Chapter 66: Detective's Findings
Chapter 67: Family Reunion
Chapter 68: Answers At Last
Chapter 69: Chosen Bonds
Chapter 70: Epilogue
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Chapter 45: Moonlight Run
Zara
We ate dinner in silence. I know the twins stared at me throughout the whole meal. I refused to look back up at them, though. I kept my eyes on my food.
I couldn't say what we ate. Everything tasted like dust anyway. I could only say it wasn't poison.
Had my own sister really tried to kill me?
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