Light Barrier - Chapter 17: Entrapment

In a world where power is hidden behind corporate empires and ancient martial legacies, John Lopez lives a double life. Known publicly as a carefree young man, he secretly bears the terrifying title of the King of Horizon, a supreme martial expert feared across the continent.When his beloved sister Queenie becomes the target of a brutal smear campaign threatening to destroy her company and reputation, John is forced to confront the shadows lurking in the high towers of business and politics. As conspiracies deepen and enemies rise—ranging from corrupt business moguls to deadly assassins—John’s wrath becomes unstoppable. But danger isn't only around him—it strikes home when his eldest sister, Alice, falls victim to a rare and deadly poison. With time running out, John must defy the odds, wield ancient techniques, and unleash the full fury of Horizon’s might to protect his family.

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal bloody shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness!

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.