Novels by Quin Favy

WILLIAM POV The battlefield was chaotic, blood soaked the ground, mixing with the rain that fell from the sky, as if the moon goddess themselves were mourning the fallen. The Invaders were full of strength as they were tearing our warriors to pieces mercilessly. The air was filled with screams and screams mixed with the cries of the wounded and the dying warriors.I never dreamed of this day that I would be in a war fighting, I never imagined myself that I would be here. I was expected to serve, to submit, to stand aside. But today, duty had forced and dragged me into the battlefield alongside the strongest and most experienced warriors. I held the sword with both hands using all my strength though I have never held a sword before, breathing heavily as I struggled to fight the enemies with all the strength I have left.My heart was pounding, not just from fear, but from something deeper, inside me."William, look at your back!" came a voice.I had no time to react when the voice brok

WILLIAM POVI stirred awake. Sunrise flashed through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. I blinked slowly, stretching my body. As I heard the gentle breath of Alaana. My arms wrapped around her neck,her body pressed against me. her dark blonde hair spread out on the pillow as she slept peacefully. She was relaxed, not bothered about the storm waiting outside.My mind flashed back to what happened last night, between me and Alaana. How Alaana's hands were politely stroking my cock,the way she whispered my name. Now, the world looks different.Last night was filled with moans and confessions. I never thought I deserved her touch and love. But all my doubts were silenced by her kisses and confessions, with the way she had clung to me as if I was the air she needed to breathe.Last night was a night of love, of fantasies and promises. It was a moment of stolen love, and I feared it would not last.Now, watching her sleep, I felt unbearable pain.Today was the day. War awaits me

ALAANA POV I sat on the edge of my bed, my chest pounding so hard that i could ear it.The weight of my father's decree suffocated me.Tears filled my eyes as I imagined Williams on the battlefield. He was gentle and kind, dedicated to serving the Pack, not fighting. What he handled were mostly trays of food, not swords. How could he survive?I can recall how scared he was, the last time i looked into his eyes "Don't worry, Princess Alaana," he muttered, wiping away my tears with a shaky hand. "I'll get back to you.”But he was lying. I could see it in his eyes. He knew, as I did, that he wouldn't return.I placed my hand on my chest, where the Mate bond burned with uneasy agony. I could still feel him, distant, faint, but alive. It was the only thing that kept me from not falling apart completely.But how long will it last?I gritted my teeth. If my father would allow me to fight, I would have gone with him. I would protect him, fight alongside him. But my father will never agree.

WILLIAM POV I sat on a wooden bench outside the servant quarter, looking down at the dark path below my feet. I was overwhelmed by fear and doubt. War. It loomed over me like a dark cloud of dust.Swallowing hard, I placed both my hands on my head. I'm not a warrior. I have never trained or been to a battle ground before nor have I ever held a sword in my life.I let out a nervous breath. It wasn’t just the fear of death that tormented me, but knowing fully well that I have no chance of coming back alive. The warriors have undergone a series of training and have gone to war countless times, they were being trained from a young age and have a strong Wolf unlike me.Even the youngest warrior was stronger than me. How do I fight the enemy? Is it by waving the sword and seeking for mercy, not to be beheaded?The thought of dying on the battlefield, my body left among the dead soldiers, sent shivers down my spine. I rubbed my hair in frustration. Was there any way? Is there any way to retu

WILLIAM POV I stood in the servants' quarters, holding the rough fabric of my bag tightly. Mychect beating against my ribs, each beat reminding me of what I was about to do. Leave. Escape. Flee with Princess Alaana before her father,Alpha Draven tore us apart. I gathered only a few things because I own nothing except from the baggy jeans and sweatpants I put on. I also take a bottle of water and a loaf of bread I stole earlier from the kitchen I walked to the hallway gently, barely hearing my footsteps. I was careful while walking to avoid the patrolling warriors from suspecting me because of the bag I was with. She should have been here. Princess Alaana had promised to meet me in my chambers once she had assured the safe access. But when I slipped through the narrow servants' tunnel into her room, I found it empty.She wasn't there. Her box was on her bed and the window was still open. Something was wrong. I breathed hard trying not to be nervous, I had to find her. I

ALAANA POV I stood in the middle of my room, my hands on the wooden box. My fingers trembled in fear as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind racing with the thought of escaping. I had packed the necessary things I needed, a bag of some food, a bottle of water, but I knew it wouldn't be enough. I had to move faster and think smarter. I couldn't afford to make a mistake.There was a sound.My body stiffened. I walked toward the door, my heart pounding. For a moment, I thought it might be Elara, my maid. Maybe she'd heard about the latest abuse somewhere and had come to me first. But that sound shattered my confidence.“My lady,” a deep, calm voice came from the hallway.I took a deep breath and pressed my palm to my throbbing chest. It wasn’t Elara. It was my father’s personal servant, Dave. Unlike Williams, he was a man of status and privilege in the Pack despite being a servant.I hesitated, curling my fingers. Dave never comes to my room unless it is something urgent.I walked to