All Chapters of WEREWOLVES MAY CRY : Chapter 31
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Chapter 31 - A Brother's Shadow
### Chapter Thirty-One – A Brother’s Shadow ###(Bruno POV)The moon hung low, fogs that painted the forest silver. Bruno stood on the ridge, cloak drawn around his shoulders, eyes scanning the distant horizon where the city lights flickered faintly like dying stars.His chest rose and fell with slow, deliberate breaths. He could hear the forest around him—the rabbits in haste through underbrush, the rustle of branches, the heartbeat of a fox far below. All of it should have calmed him. But it didn’t.Not tonight.Because tonight, his thoughts were with someone else.Bryan.The name burned in his chest like a brand.For years, he had believed his twin gone—burned away in fire, swallowed by the chaos that destroyed their family. Lord Pheles had told him otherwise, yes, but even then… even knowing his uncle’s words rarely bent toward falsehood, Bruno hadn’t dared hope. Hope was dangerous. It left wounds deeper than claws.And yet—He had seen him. Not long ago, in the chaos of battle, t
Chapter 32 - Brothers Aligned
### Chapter Thirty-Two – Brothers Aligned ###(Bruno POV)The air was cold, the kind of cold that slipped into the skin and settled in the bones. Bryan pulled the sleeve of his jacket as he followed behind Lord Pheles, whose footsteps were as silent as shadows slipping across the earth.He didn’t know why he obeyed so easily. Something about the man’s voice—measured, calm, filled with unshakable authority—made resistance pointless.“If you really want to know the truth,” Pheles had told him, “follow me.”So he followed.Through the darkened woods, through winding paths where moonlight bled in thin silver threads between the trees, until the scent hit him. Familiar, yet strange.Blood.Wolf.Brother.Bryan’s heart stuttered in his chest.And then he saw him.Bruno.Leaning casually against a boulder, cloak drawn around his shoulders, posture cool, calm, almost too collected—as though Bryan’s sudden arrival meant nothing. His gaze flicked up, meeting Bryan’s, and though his face carried
Chapter 33 - Shadows of a Brother
### Chapter Thirty-Three – Shadows of a Brother ###Bruno rarely let his emotions surface. In this world, emotions were weaknesses—daggers pressed against one’s own throat, waiting for an enemy to twist them deeper. That was something he had learned the hard way, abandoned in the cracks of survival, forgotten by the very bloodline that should have protected him.And yet…Standing in the woods that night, seeing Bryan alive, standing before him with the same reckless grin that had carried them through childhood, Bruno’s carefully built walls had trembled.He hadn’t shown it, of course. He never would. His pride wouldn’t allow it. But inside, the sight of Bryan had struck him like a lightning bolt.How?How had he survived?Bruno’s memories came like broken pieces of glass. Their mother’s last days. The chaos that Amark’s rage had unleashed. The nights when Bruno believed his entire family had been erased from the earth. He had mourned them, carried that weight in silence, hardened hims
Chapter 34 - The Alpha's Awakening
### Chapter Thirty-Four – The Alpha’s Awakening ###(Amark POV)The night was unusually still.Lord Amark sat upon his throne, it dominated the great hall of his fortress, his massive frame bathed in the silver light of the moon that poured through the fractured glass dome above. The place was silent, save for the faint crackle of torches lining the stone walls and the distant howl of wolves patrolling the outer borders.But Amark’s silence was deceptive. Inside him, something stirred.A pull. A tremor deep within his blood.His eyes—burning gold, sharp as daggers—snapped open. His claws curled into the armrests of his throne, carving deep furrow cuts into the stone. His senses sharpened until the very air vibrated around him. He could feel it. A pulse in the bloodline that should not exist.The blood of his children.Alive.Together.For years, he had believed them scattered into the dust of his past. Samantha’s betrayal, her silence, her refusal to accept the destiny he had carved i
Chapter 35 - The Betrayer's Burden
### Chapter Thirty-Five – The Betrayer’s Burden ###(Phele's POV)Lord Pheles stood on the ridge overlooking the city. The skyline of Chicago flashed a light faintly against the bruised sky, but the beauty of it was wasted on him. His heart drummed in his chest, a rhythm that even centuries of discipline couldn’t steady.He felt it—like thunder crawling beneath the earth.Amark was stirring.The chains Owen had locked him with long ago no longer bound him.The Alpha was coming.Pheles’s golden eyes narrowed against the biting wind. He had known this day would arrive, but not so soon. Not with the boys—his nephews—still unprepared, still stumbling through the dark truths of their blood.He pulled his cloak tighter and vanished into the shadows. His destination was clear.---The hunter compound reeked of silver, smoke, and tension. Guards patrolled the walls, rifles strapped to their backs, their eyes sharp with paranoia. Pheles slipped through their defenses like mist. No silver bulle
Chapter 36 - Clash of Blood
### Chapter Thirty-Six – Clash of Blood ###The throne hall of obsidian crumbled under the weight of two gods preparing to collide.Pheles stood opposite his brother, his chest heaving, golden eyes fixed on the monster Amark had become. There was a time—centuries ago—when Amark’s presence inspired loyalty, awe, even love. But that time was long gone. What stood before him now was not a leader. Not a protector.It was a beast that had forgotten his own soul.Amark’s claws flexed, scraping stone into dust. His voice was low, heavy with mockery. “So, little brother, you dare to raise your fangs against me?”Pheles’s lips curled back in a snarl. His blood roared in his veins, his wolf clawing to be set free. “You stopped being my brother the day you tore her apart. The day you turned your back on your own blood.”Amark’s smile was thin and cruel. “Samantha was weak. She blinded me. Just as you blind yourself now with sentiment.”Something inside Pheles snapped. His body rippled, bones cra
Chapter 37 - The Burden of Command
### Chapter Thirty-Seven – The Burden of Command ###(Owen POV)Owen stood in the shadow of the hunter compound’s war hall, staring at the screens where chaos unfolded across the city. The streets burned. Wolves walked on rooftops in a predatory manner, leaping from flame to flame, while humans ran like frightened cattle. Every second, another scream cut the night.He gripped his rifle, loading a fresh cartridge into the chamber with a metallic click. The weapon gleamed faintly under the harsh light—custom built, designed not just to wound but to cripple wolves with chemical suppressants. He had carried it through a hundred hunts, but tonight, it felt heavier than ever.Behind him, Bryan and Bruno prepared in their own ways. Bryan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his trademark smug grin tugging at his lips despite the chaos. Bruno sat sharpening his blade, his movements calm and precise, but Owen saw the tightness in his jaw, the way his eyes lingered too long on the battlefield
Chapter 38 - Between Titans
### Chapter Thirty-Eight – Between Titans ###The night bled with fire.Every step Owen took toward the heart of the battlefield was another descent into chaos. The ground trembled beneath his boots, not from the stampede of wolves—they moved like predators in the streets like endless shadows—but from the colossal duel raging in the distance. The clash of Amark and Pheles was a force of nature itself, shaking glass from windows, snapping steel beams like twigs.Owen pressed on, rifle gripped tight. His senses sharpened—sweat sliding down his temple, the corrosive stench of smoke, the copper tang of blood in the air. Around him, hunters were dying, dragged into flames by beasts too fast to be seen. But his eyes never left the source of the quake ahead.There, he thought grimly, his chest tightening. The monster. The reason my sister lies in her grave. The reason I’ve buried too many men.Amark.---When he reached the clearing, Owen froze. His breath caught—not from fear, but from the
Chapter 39 - The Streets of Fire
### Chapter Thirty-Nine – The Streets of Fire ###The world burned.Skyscrapers cracked under the tremors from the titans dueling in the distance. Every time Amark and Pheles collided, shockwaves rattled the city, toppling cars and splitting pavement. Sirens wailed uselessly in the chaos.But here, on the streets of Chicago, the true nightmare was in motion.Wolves poured in from every direction—omegas, feral and bloodthirsty, tearing into hunters and civilians alike. Their glowing eyes darted through smoke and fire, their snarls ripping through the night. The hunters fought back, guns roaring, silver blades flashing, but the flood seemed endless.Bryan stood in the middle of it all, chest heaving, fists bruised and bloodied, his clothes torn from earlier wounds. Beside him, Mayer barked orders, her voice sharp and commanding over the chaos. Bruno stood at her other side, calm but cold, his every movement precise, like he’d been waiting years for this.For the first time, the three of
Chapter 39 - The Streets of Fire
### Chapter Thirty-Nine – The Streets of Fire ###The world burned.Skyscrapers cracked under the tremors from the titans dueling in the distance. Every time Amark and Pheles collided, shockwaves rattled the city, toppling cars and splitting pavement. Sirens wailed uselessly in the chaos.But here, on the streets of Chicago, the true nightmare was in motion.Wolves poured in from every direction—omegas, feral and bloodthirsty, tearing into hunters and civilians alike. Their glowing eyes darted through smoke and fire, their snarls ripping through the night. The hunters fought back, guns roaring, silver blades flashing, but the flood seemed endless.Bryan stood in the middle of it all, chest heaving, fists bruised and bloodied, his clothes torn from earlier wounds. Beside him, Mayer barked orders, her voice sharp and commanding over the chaos. Bruno stood at her other side, calm but cold, his every movement precise, like he’d been waiting years for this.For the first time, the three of