AUDREY'S POV I looked down at the Doctor's report in my hand, anger taking over my senses. "She lost it." I whispered in disbelief. "Rosaline lost her pregnancy." "Again." Denver muttered, and that reminder pained me. What plagued me the most was my lack of understanding towards Rosaline's tolerance for my brother. "And she's left with him again, right?" "Yes." He sighed. "They both went home this afternoon, after the doctor announced she was fit to be discharged." "That isn't a home, Denver!!" I burst out, before I could hold back. "She isn't in a home. She is too kind for that monster." "Do you think he would get better from this psychologically relapse?" Denver sighed, and the look in his eyes only increased my annoyance. "Really? That is why you have been so lenient with him? Because you feel sorry for taking the Alpha position from him?!" "Audrey, calm down." He whispered. "But I can't. You all are busy, pardoning a horrible person, due to the excuse o
LOGAN'S POV I found myself smiling as I saw the energy going from my palms, into the soil. In turn, I felt the fresh power of magic surging from the soil, back into my veins. So much power, so much magic. "Sicut in terram energiam nostram conferimus, ita etiam in magiam tarrae penetramus." They all chanted. It meant 'As we give into the earth our energy, so do we tap into the magic of the earth'. "Hecate, tua vis per nos fluat." They continued. 'Hecate, let your power flow through us'. We continued to chant and watched as a line of fire was formed through the soil, dividing into several branches and getting into the palms of the others. Our chants became louder and louder until there was a mighty outburst of fire in the middle of the field. The ritual was complete. I took my hands off the ground, and looked around the field in pride. "Beloved, praise Hecate for the release of her power upon us." "Gratimus agimus Hecate, pro tam evidenti et benigna ostentatione amori
AUDREY'S POV I walked into the house, feeling emotionally exhausted. "Would you be fine?" Denver called after me, and I simply nodded. I heard the door close behind me, and started to make my way upstairs to my room. I got there and walked to the front of the mirror. The black dress and black hat I had worn, was too beautiful for the ugly event I had just returned from. My brother's funeral. I guess the colour of the dress made me feel more like the devil I was. I killed my own brother. 'You were trying to protect Rosaline'. My wolf defended. There was probably nothing that could excuse what I had done. I was a curse to my family. 'Yet, she hasn't said a single word to me for three weeks now'. I gave a bitter chuckle in my head. 'She's probably gonna leave for her pack, without saying goodbye'. 'She's probably still trying to process it all. Regardless of all he did to her, he was her mate'. 'And I should have just minded my business like I had been doing.' 'But sh
3 YEARS LATER. LOGAN'S POV The chaos, the darkness, the screams of battle, and.... it all went still. I looked around to find myself in a dark room. Suddenly, a spotlight fell on the left wall, and I turned to see Isobel, tied to the wall. Her naked body had been bathe in blood, and her nostrils were heavily bleeding as well. I tried to look into her eyes but all I saw were hollow sockets, with no eye balls. "Isobel!!" I yelled out in horror. "Logan! It's coming, it's coming, it's coming...." She kept repeating. Each time she said it, her face seemed to be drawing closer to mine. Just when she was completely in my face, she yelled out her last words."It's here, and there is no avoiding it!!" With that, I woke up from my sleep. Fucking hell. "Are you okay?" I turned beside me to see a naked Heather in bed with me. I was shocked. The events of the previous night flooded my senses, and I realized we did it after all. Fuck! I didn't want to do this with her. She was different
LOGAN'S POV I stepped into the busy hall, and was glad I made it right on time. "How did it go?" Layla walked up to me. "By the way, you look dashing!" She grinned, and I returned an even wider smile. "It went dreadfully." I answered in all honesty. "An evil is coming, Layla. And it's so close. What's worse, is that we can't avoid it." "The great war." She whispered, releasing a gasp. "Let's talk about this later. For now, we should enjoy the party. It's father's big day." "Okay." She nodded, cleaning her clammy hands on her dress. No one had to tell me that she was tensed. "Calm down, Layla. Even when darkness comes, we would conquer. The Flaming Wolf would arise soon." "Is that enough assurance?" She muttered. "Have some faith, sister." I managed a small smile. "Now, off you go." "There, is your reserved table." I looked across the hall, towards where she pointed at. The man I saw on the table, made me grin widely. Ryan. 'Admit that you missed me'. Ryan'
AUDREY'S POV "Rosa?" I called out, feeling ecstatic for the day ahead. "Good morning to you too!" She grinned, busy scooping the meal she had just made, into a plate. She didn't even bother to look up at me. "Come, eat something before you leave." "Rosa, you don't always have to do this." I sighed. "I can cook too. You don't need to stress yourself..." "You're yet to be dressed?" She cut me off in suprise, when she finally looked up at me. "Training isn't until noon today. And stop avoiding this conversation." "I'm not avoiding any conversation. I'm yours....." She sighed. "I will do anything to ensure you're comfortable." She added. Goddess! What was I going to do with this woman? Meanwhile, why was I perceiving some completely different scents in this house? "And as for training by noon, I guess you were too concerned about the fact that I was cooking a thousandth time for you, that you failed to notice you have guests." "Dalia and who else?" I muttered, not bother
AUDREY'S POV "I, King Logan, rejects you; Audrey Chadwick as my mate, Luna to the Royal Moon pack, and Queen to the werewolf race." "I love you, Logan. Please don't do this to me!!" I yelled out, tears pouring down my face. He simply looked at me in disdain, before pushing my hands off him, making me lose balance and falling to the ground. I kept falling and falling through an endless pit, the fear within me massively increasing. "Pleeeaassseee!!" I yelled out in horror. I opened my eyes weakly, and released a deep sigh. My entire neck was sweaty, and I realized I had also been crying in reality. Instantly, I got off the bed and made my way to the kitchen. I needed a cold glass of water to help my nerves. Wait a minute.... it was morning already? I felt my heartbeat speed up. Ever since King Xavier's visit to the pack, it felt like my life had turned upside down. We were required to leave for the palace in a matter of 5 days, and each new morning reminded me that we would lea
LOGAN'S POV "I am literally losing my mind." Layla paced to and fro my study. "Layla stop it, you're distracting me. I'm trying to prepare my speech for today." I muttered. "What do you even need a speech for? The situation of things is glaring for everyone to see. I'm sure the various pack armies on their way, must have encountered or heard of the recent rogue attacks. You don't need a speech for them to realize that this is time for war." "Fine. I personally didn't think the speech was necessary after all." I muttered under my breathe. "So why do you keep pacing around my study?" "Are you even asking? It's because this entire situation is insane! I knew we had always been told visions about the great war. But I just never imagined that we would be fighting against rogues. Rogues!" "What did you think? That it would be a battle amongst the four kingdoms?" "Something like that." She shrugged. "I wouldn't lie, I thought so too. But now, I've come to realize why it i