HOW MY FATHER BECAME A WEREWOLF (THE UNKNOWN IS HIS FATHER)
In a small town where secrets run deeper than the forest, life changes forever for Aiden, a young man who uncovers a shocking family truth: his father, long thought ordinary, hides a supernatural legacy. When an ancient curse resurfaces, Aiden’s father is transformed into a werewolf, unraveling a past filled with betrayal, forbidden love, and long-buried secrets.
Caught between protecting his father and discovering the mysterious identity of his grandfather—whose life choices haunt them all—Aiden navigates a world of danger, love, and loyalty. Along the way, he discovers the meaning of family, the weight of choices, and what it truly means to be loved, even when the people you trust most are capable of unforgivable acts.
With humor, heartache, and romance entwined with thrilling action, this story asks: Can love survive when the line between human and beast blurs?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 161 – THE LAW OF THE LIVING MAZEThe first thing that died in the new dimension was direction.Up no longer promised height. Down no longer promised ground. Distance folded like cloth, and space behaved like a breathing animal. One step could carry a traveler across miles of shifting structure, while a sprint might lead nowhere at all. The maze did not trap by walls. It trapped by truth.Aria realized this when her third step landed on the same stone she had left behind five minutes earlier.Not a copy. The same fracture line. The same faint crescent mark. The same pulse beneath the surface.The realm was testing awareness.Rowan moved beside her with deliberate calm, slowing his breathing, letting instinct replace habit. The wolves flowed around them like living mist, their bodies half solid, half echo. In this place they were not bound to muscle and bone alone. They were shaped by intent. Each one carried a faint inner glow that brightened when they aligned with Aria’s pulse and dimmed when they relied only on inst
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Chapter: CHAPTER 160 – THE DIMENSION BEYOND SHADOWSThe world they had known ended at the edge of the fractured valley. Beyond the Black Spur, the air shimmered with a strange, impossible light, twisting the horizon, bending reality in ways that made the land beneath their feet feel small, insignificant, fragile. Aria sensed it immediately. This was no ordinary terrain. This was a dimension shaped not by stone, wind, or life, but by the weight of intention, thought, and energy itself.Malachar stumbled forward, weakened, exhausted, but driven by instinct and desperation. His dominance no longer reached the land. Here, the rules were rewritten. Gravity pulsed unpredictably, cliffs inverted, shadows moved independently from their sources. He lashed out with force, attempting to impose control, but his power returned to him as feedback, bending in impossible ways that left him off balance.Aria stepped into the new dimension carefully. The Moonborn pulse throbbed, connecting her to this realm as it had to the land. But this place was aliv
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Chapter: CHAPTER 159 – THE FALL OF THE IRON THRONEThe Black Spur no longer loomed as a fortress of power. It leaned like a wounded sentinel over the fractured valley, its walls cracked and jagged, its anchors reduced to nothing more than jagged stone and failing symbols. Every step Malachar took felt heavier than the last, each movement resisted not by soldiers, not by wolves, but by the world itself. The very terrain had risen against him, subtle yet relentless, guiding him into channels he could not dominate, forcing him toward collapse.Aria moved carefully along the ridge, Rowan at her side. The Moonborn pulse flowed through her, extending into every fissure, threading through every ridge, connecting with the wolves that moved with uncanny precision. They did not attack. They did not bite. They only steered, guided, herded, and contained. The world itself had joined the correction, enforcing a balance that Malachar could not disrupt.Malachar tried to shout commands, send waves of dominance into the fractured valleys, strike rock
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Chapter: CHAPTER 158 – THE SHATTERING OF DOMINIONMalachar rose slowly, the weight of failure pressing on him more than any physical strain ever could. Every stone beneath his boots seemed to resist his command, every ridge beneath his weight subtly shifting to redirect him, every animal in the valley moving in patterns he could not predict. He had ruled through fear, through obedience, through anchors and symbols that forced the land and its creatures into submission. Now all of it unraveled under him.Aria moved alongside Rowan through the fractured ridges, her steps precise and deliberate. The Moonborn pulse throbbed through her, connecting with the fissures in the land, threading through the wolves, and extending into every path Malachar might take. She did not strike. She did not shout. She guided the flow of the world, letting the correction itself dictate the pace and direction.Malachar’s enforcers struggled to maintain formation. Their years of training and loyalty were useless. Roads bent unpredictably beneath their feet, c
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Chapter: CHAPTER 157 – THE COLLAPSING FORTRESSMalachar staggered through the fractured valley, each step a battle against the very ground he had once controlled. The anchors, the symbols, the carefully crafted pathways that had once extended his will into every corner of the land, now twisted beneath his feet, rebelling without malice, simply following their own rhythm. His fury had not lessened; if anything, it had grown more chaotic, violent, but the more he fought, the more the world moved against him.Aria watched from a ridge above, the Moonborn pulse thrumming through her like a living instrument, amplifying every subtle movement of the land and the creatures that moved through it. The wolves, aligned with the correction, flowed through the terrain with uncanny precision, her presence only giving shape to what had already begun to happen. The paths beneath them were alive, guiding, correcting, containing.Rowan flanked her silently, scanning the valley below. Each motion Malachar attempted to impose on the world was deflect
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Chapter: CHAPTER 156 – THE TIDE THAT REFUSED CONTROLThe land no longer answered Malachar.Not with fear. Not with obedience. Not with hesitation. It moved. Slowly at first, like water gathering before a storm, then faster, relentless, reshaping valleys, cliffs, and blind veins with a precision that was neither random nor kind. Every step he took met resistance not from stone or earth but from the very principles he had relied on for centuries.Aria stood at the crest of a fractured ridge. The Moonborn pulse thrummed through her veins, now fully synchronized with the land, with every wolf and every hidden path, amplifying subtle movements into waves Malachar could no longer ignore. The correction was no longer her alone. It was the world itself, choosing motion over tyranny.Rowan flanked her silently. His muscles were coiled, his senses alert. Every instinct told him that Malachar’s fury would grow, that the more he fought, the faster the land would move against him.Below, the valleys he had once controlled began to fracture in ways t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 203: THE CHAMBER OF LIVING STONEThe spiral continued downward, each narrow step hugging the curved wall with unforgiving precision. The blue light beneath their boots pulsed softly with every footfall, spreading outward through the carved grooves like ripples across dark water. The shaft was vast, far wider than it first appeared, its opposite wall barely visible through layered shadow and glow. Depth swallowed distance. Looking down too long bent the senses.No one looked down again.They focused on step placement, breathing rhythm, load balance.The injured soldier remained perfectly centered in the harness. Linxue maintained constant contact, fingers hooked along two tension lines, correcting tilt before it formed. Downward spirals created rotational drift. She countered it continuously with small wrist turns and strap pressure adjustments. The carriers matched her timing without needing instruction now. They had become a moving system rather than separate bodies.The resonance from below grew stronger as they de
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Chapter: CHAPTER 202: THE TUNNEL THAT REMEMBERS FOOTSTEPSDarkness did not simply surround them inside the tunnel. It behaved.It layered itself in gradients, thicker in some sections, thinner in others, like mist made of shadow. The air flowed again, but only in slow currents that brushed past armor and skin with a cool, deliberate touch. After the crushing pressure of the basin, the sudden return of breathable space felt almost suspicious.No one relaxed.The tunnel walls were smooth and slightly curved, fused stone shaped by forces far beyond erosion. Faint lines ran along both sides at shoulder height, continuous grooves that stretched forward into blackness. They were not cracks. They were markings. Repeated, parallel, intentional.Su Yu advanced first, one measured step at a time.His boot struck stone.The sound traveled forward not backward.They all heard it. A dull tap that moved away from them down the tunnel like a thrown pebble instead of echoing behind. The acoustics were reversed. Noise fled deeper rather than returning.The c
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Chapter: CHAPTER 201: THE BASIN OF SILENT PRESSUREBeyond the shattered spire summit, the terrain changed without warning.The knife thin ridges and vertical climbs ended at a descending slope of dark, fused stone that curved inward like the inside of a broken bowl. The air felt heavier the moment they stepped onto it. Wind no longer howled. It faded into a distant murmur far above, as if sealed away by the surrounding walls. Sound did not travel normally here. Boots struck rock with dull, swallowed thuds. Armor brushed stone without echo. Even breathing seemed absorbed before it could spread.The valley had shape here. A basin. Deep, circular, and enclosed by towering walls of layered black rock that leaned inward slightly, forming a colossal crown around the depression.Su Yu slowed the column immediately.The silence was wrong.Not peaceful. Not safe. Pressurized.The injured soldier was rotated and lowered slightly to adjust the carry angle for descent. Linxue checked the harness lines again, fingers numb but precise. She shifted
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Chapter: CHAPTER 200: THE FINAL ASCENT OF THE VOID SPIREThe spire before them rose like a blackened dagger stabbing into the void. Its surface was jagged, slick, and fractured, polished by centuries of wind and erosion. Shadows clung to its teeth, deepening the abyss that yawned beneath every step. The air here was thick, almost viscous, carrying a constant hum that resonated through bone and muscle alike. Wind funneled through the narrow gaps with a ferocity that threatened to sweep them from the ridge entirely. This was no longer a climb. This was a trial of endurance, precision, and sheer will.Su Yu led the column forward, moving deliberately, hand pressed against the stone to test flex and pressure. Every inch of the spire demanded respect. Loose shards crunched under boots, small avalanches cascading into the darkness below. The injured soldier remained at the center, rotated continuously, harness adjusted perfectly by Linxue. She moved alongside him constantly, hands correcting micro-swings before they could destabilize the team.Th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 199: THE VERTIGO SPIREThe spire rose like a jagged spear from the valley floor, impossibly narrow at the top, polished smooth in some places, fractured and sharp in others. Darkness pooled along its base, swallowing the shadows of the ridge behind them. The wind here was relentless, funneling from unseen depths below, slicing sideways and upward, carrying the faint hum of the valley’s awareness. Each gust threatened to throw the soldiers off balance. Every step forward was a negotiation with gravity, stone, and the unseen forces that had made this valley a test of endurance and will.Su Yu led the column with meticulous care, hand pressed against the stone whenever possible, testing flex, pressure, and stability. The injured soldier remained at the center, rotated continuously, harness adjusted to perfection. Linxue moved alongside him, hands constantly correcting micro-swings, ensuring that even the slightest shift in weight would not destabilize the team. Carriers followed in perfect synchronization, mus
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Chapter: CHAPTER 198: THE RAZOR RIDGE THAT WHISPERSThe ridge ahead rose like a serrated blade, each jagged peak sharper than the last, slicing into the dim light that filtered through cracks in the stone above. Shadows clung to fractured surfaces, deepening the sense of depth and danger. The air was heavier here, carrying a subtle vibration that resonated through every bone, as though the valley itself was alive and aware of their movement. Wind funneled through narrow gaps, striking sideways and upward, tugging at clothing and armor.Su Yu led the column carefully, testing each foothold with deliberate precision. The ridge was narrow, barely wide enough for single-file travel. Loose shards of stone crunched under boots, threatening to shift at any misstep. The injured soldier remained at the center, rotated continuously, his weight carefully distributed by the carriers. Linxue’s hands moved constantly along the harness, correcting the slightest sway before it could destabilize the group.Every step forward was a negotiation with the
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LEGACY UNCHAINED
LEGACY UNCHAINED
Born under a storm that silenced Atlanta’s skyline for exactly one minute, Kyle Harrison entered the world marked by a pulse no machine could measure. The Harrisons are a dynasty of prestige and power owners of multimillion dollar wellness corporations, admired for their philanthropy, and feared for something deeper: a secret inheritance passed through blood. To the public, they’re visionaries. Behind closed doors, they are the last living keepers of The Current an ancient force older than science, stronger than reason.
But Kyle doesn’t want that life. Brilliant, disciplined, and kindhearted, he dreams of becoming a doctor, a man who saves lives with knowledge, not inherited magic. His parents, however, are bound by duty to the family’s covenant. They demand that he embrace his destiny as the next Conductor of The Current a role that would tether him forever to powers he doesn’t understand and to a legacy he fears will destroy him.
When he refuses, the family turns on him. His education is cut off, his name blacklisted, and the empire built by generations becomes his greatest enemy. Stripped of privilege and protection, Kyle must navigate betrayal, ambition, and haunting discoveries about what The Current truly is and why it chose him.
As he fights to reclaim his future, Kyle learns that denying his legacy won’t free him from it. The power in his blood has its own will and if he can’t master it, it will consume not only him but the entire city his family once ruled.
Legacy Unchained is a gripping modern saga of power, faith, and rebellion a journey from destiny to self-definition, where family magic collides with ambition, and the price of freedom is written in blood.
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Chapter: Chapter 246 — The Point Where Pain Becomes BackgroundThe city changed its rhythm again.Not abruptly. Not violently. It simply adjusted, slipping into a quieter, more efficient pattern that Legacy felt immediately. The pressure did not spike when she stepped forward. It settled into her body as if it had always been there, as if her muscles and bones had been built to carry it.That frightened her more than any surge ever had.Her legs moved automatically now. The ache in her calves had dulled into a constant hum. Knees throbbed with every step, but the pain no longer demanded attention. It existed, heavy and familiar, layered so deeply that it blended into the background of her awareness.Her breathing stayed shallow.Expanding her chest fully sent sharp reminders along her ribs, so she learned to work within the smaller range her body allowed. Each breath was measured, efficient, enough to keep her moving.She passed through a district under long-term renovation. Scaffolding wrapped buildings like exposed bones. Temporary supports str
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Chapter: Chapter 245 — When Endurance Stops Asking PermissionThe city did not sleep.It merely shifted its attention.Legacy felt it the moment she stepped back into the streets. The pressure did not surge or resist. It settled. Calm. Patient. As if the city had already accounted for her movement before she made it.Her legs protested immediately.Not sharply, not suddenly, but with a deep, grinding ache that spread from her calves upward. Muscles that had been locked in constant correction now struggled to respond with the same precision. Every step required intention. Every adjustment arrived a fraction slower than before.That fraction mattered.She moved through a residential district where buildings stood closer together, their foundations braided into one another through decades of reinforcement and compromise. Stress flowed laterally here, slipping between structures rather than sinking cleanly into the ground. The city guided that stress toward her without hesitation.Her hips tightened to compensate. Pain bloomed along her lower back,
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Chapter: Chapter 244 — The City That Pulled CloserMorning settled over the city like a held breath that had gone on too long.Legacy felt it before she moved, before her muscles even had a chance to protest. The pressure was already there, coiled and waiting, balanced so precisely that any shift on her part would trigger response. The city was no longer simply bearing weight. It was positioning itself around her presence.She rose slowly.Her calves trembled immediately, muscles firing to stabilize before her knees could complain. Thighs burned with a deep, unrelenting heat that no stretch or adjustment could ease. Her spine felt compressed, shortened by days of accumulated strain, every vertebra carrying memory of load after load absorbed without release.Standing still took effort now.The floor beneath her boots reacted the instant her weight settled. Pressure adjusted, not heavily, not violently, but attentively. It followed her center of gravity as though tracking it, learning it, mapping it.She took a careful step forward.The
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Chapter: Chapter 243 — Where Endurance Begins to FractureThe city did not surge when morning arrived.It tightened.Legacy felt it the instant she opened her eyes. Not a spike, not a collapse, but a steady inward pull, as if the city had drawn a breath and chosen not to release it. The pressure was everywhere at once. In the floor beneath her boots. In the walls. In the air itself, thick with restrained motion.She stood slowly.Her body answered with pain before balance. Calves trembled from the first shift of weight. Thighs burned as if they had never truly rested. Knees protested, stiff and unreliable. Her spine felt shorter than it should have been, compressed by days of accumulated strain. Even her hands resisted movement, fingers slow to curl, joints aching with deep fatigue.She stayed still until the shaking eased.Moving too soon invited punishment now. The city had learned that as well.Outside, the streets were already active. Traffic flowed smoothly. Pedestrians moved in controlled patterns. Systems operated with perfect timing.
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Chapter: Chapter 242 — The City That Would Not Let GoNight did not bring relief.It only sharpened everything.Legacy felt the shift the moment the sun vanished completely, when the artificial glow replaced daylight and the city leaned into its own reflection. The weight did not lessen. It redistributed, crawling through steel, concrete, and buried systems like a living thing searching for equilibrium. The city had learned how to hold itself, yes, but it had not learned how to let her go.She stood at street level, motionless, while vibrations threaded through her boots and climbed into her bones. Her calves burned constantly now, no longer flaring and fading but locked in a deep, relentless ache. Thighs trembled under static load. Knees felt fragile, unreliable. Her spine carried a pressure so familiar it had become a second heartbeat.She inhaled slowly, carefully.Moving too fast would invite a surge. Standing too long would let strain accumulate unchecked. Every decision had consequences now.The streets were quieter at night, but t
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Chapter: Chapter 241 — When the City Began to Lean BackThe city did not wake gently.It shifted.Legacy felt it before the sky changed color, before the first artificial lights dimmed and the automated systems adjusted for morning flow. The movement came from deep below old bedrock flexing, forgotten tunnels groaning, pressure redistributing where it had no right to go. It was not sudden, not violent, but deliberate. As if the city had finally learned how to move its weight instead of merely dumping it onto her.Her boots met the pavement and the answer came immediately. The ground resisted her step, not in hostility, but in negotiation. A subtle push upward. A test.Her legs reacted on instinct. Calves tightened, thighs locked, knees aligned with painful precision. Her spine compressed as she absorbed the counterforce, breath catching for a fraction of a second before she forced it steady. The city was no longer just leaning on her.It was pushing back.She stayed still, letting the sensation resolve. Vibrations threaded through her bone
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