Thankfully, I notice it is not only Alec that is here. He is here with Ryan, Leila and a bunch of warriors. War is really sneaking up on us as fast as possible. I watch with guided eyes as we now stand on opposite side, a fallen trunk of tree separating us. "You are a King, but you sneak up on your subjects for war, how very low of you" Alec grits out to Steven. "You were never my subject from the beginning, Alexander. The stupid prophecy made sure of that" With those words, Steven lunges forwards with an inhuman speed, aiming for Alec's head. I scream out in warning as he makes contact but nothing else happens. His fist meets thin air, right between the two leaders. Everyone gasps, It appears that Steven's attack failed because Alec simply raises his hand, palm out and Steven stops dead in his tracks. Alec stares at his hand, shocked at the fact that only his palm had stopped Steven from attacking him. He then turns towards Steven who looks just as
I failed. I couldn't kill him. I got myself killed instead. So much for being the chosen.My head is not throbbing, everything seems at peace. Who am I kidding? If I open my eyes now, I will be alive, not dead like a part of me wished I was. There's no reason to pretend it won't happen again, but if I open my eyes now... I'm still here. And that means he lives, too, Starkev lives and my being alive puts me at his mercy and I hate it.My eyes flutter open and I groan at the pain that hits my abdomen when I tried to move. he had stabbed me with the rain dagger. The rain dagger that does not only maim a warrior, but allows control of one's willpower.Where I am is not obvious, although I am quite sure this is not astrid. Either ways I am in a cell of some sort. The light is dim, but I can see the faint outline of some shelves along the walls, and the bars on my right are made of steel. The ceiling above me is made from wood, and the walls seem sturdy, even though
Operation save my mate from the Dark Fae Kingdom took a lot more planning than we thought and the time was ticking so fast. When we had finally come to a conclusion, an hour has passed. Six hours left."Hera, are we set?"Hera appears how of thin air, holding a book. "What's that?" "Just come with me" Coming with Hera meant her taking us to the pool of transition which was now unfreezed. I glance back at the pack house and it as silent as a graveyard, hopefully there won't be any attacks on my pack while I am away seeing that I am leaving Hera in charge.Hera places the book beside the bank of the pool, kneels and starts to chant incoherent magical words. She then brings out a knife and asks me to stretch my fingers, I do, and in flash she swipes the knife over my thumb, blood spills out and lands in the pool.I don't say anything as my thumb starts to heal. She knows what she is doing."What the hell!" Karen mutters from behind me. The pool starts to shake, and the water shoots
[Bellatrix:] It is midnight, I can see it from the little opening at the top of the walls. I need to get out of here. I glance at my brother who hasn't talked to me since his outburst earlier. He is asleep. I sigh. The ropes binding us are laced with dark magic. I know, because I have tried to loosen it out, but each it keeps sending jolts of painful electric bolts down my spine. I bit my lips in anger. This shouldn't be like this. This shouldn't fucking end like this. I shut my eyes, wishing that he was here.. Alec. "No proper training, and yet you call yourself the chosen" I jerk out of my train of thoughts and glance at my brother. "You were not sleeping" I state. He rolls his eyes, "Who sleeps in a situation like this?" I gulp, short of words. My brother is disappointed in me and I have no idea what to do, exept- "You speak like it was my choice, brother" I finally say, holding his icy stare. "Everyone has a choice, Bellatrix!" "Just like you had a choice when you decided
[Bellatrix:] Starkev's reaction is instant as he screams, "Guards!" He knew. He knew we will be here. "Now!" Trikan yells and I watch as Starkev's guards and Trikan's warriors meet in the middle, Trikan leading his troupe.My fists clench around my sword and I look at Alec. "Go to him Bella, this is your fight" His voice is steady but I hear the underlying fear and worry that he tries so hard to hide.I nod and run towards Starkev, Alec swinging his swords against the enemies as I push through the battleground.Finally, I get to Starkev's front, his guards are fighting with Trik's warriors so it's just him and I. I raise my sword and I can tell he is ready for it but I don't move an inch.Starkev turns slowly until he faces me, eyes filled with hatred and something else; desperation?"It seems you have a plan Bellatrix, why not give it up now. Surrender?" He taunts me. "You cannot win."I chuckle darkly, looking at the enemy who surrounds us. My people are being slaugh
Time: A week after the war. ---- Peace. For the first time in months, I am waking up to an overwhelming sense of peace. Nothing matters anymore; nothing can bring me back. No death. No vengeance. Just peace.In this peaceful place, there is no fighting; there is no sorrow. In this calm world of peace, I feel complete.But there is one person that matters to me. This peacefulness cannot last forever.I sit up, careful not to disturb the peace around me. I stretch my arms out, feeling the muscles in my back and shoulders loosen.I look around, taking in my surroundings. It is a beautiful garden, surrounded by trees and flowers. The sun shines brightly, warming my skin.I look around, searching for the source of the warmth. It is coming from a large tree in the centre of the garden. It is tall, the trunk twisting gracefully as a large red leaf rests on top of its head.Slowly, I climb down the steps of the fountain I was lying in and walk towards the tree. My feet crunch
Location: Silver Castle (The Alpha King's HQ) [Alec:] Fucking funny, if you ask me.I am being dressed up for my coronation. I will be the next Alpha King. Like I said, fucking funny if you asked me. Who knew killing Steven will earn me this title."You know you have to do this?" Of course, Hera knows best."You know I don't want to, besides I thought I was going to be punished for killing their King, not having them beg me to be their King?" But still, I am here.My mind travels back to the incident that led to this, how the elders were waiting for me after the Astrid war. I can still remember how they had dropped to their knees on seeing me, all muttering; "Your Majesty" There were four of them and that was three weeks ago.They had then told me that as the White Lycan, I was the rightful heir to the throne. I didn't want it, heck I was still fucking struggling as an Alpha, talk more of being the Alpha King, yet I could tell that it was something I had to do — after all, the
*Bellatrix* Twirling the silver bullet stacked gun in my hand, I stared contently at the three men or rather three wolf shifters chained to the roof, their legs hanging and not touching the ground. They were unconscious and weak if you would ask me, because of course they were bond with silver chains which had been laced with just a bit of wolfsbane. So perfect. Watching them in their helpless condition brought me joy and I couldn't wait to see more of their kind this way. Call me brutal, I wouldn't care less, after all this was why I became a lone wolf hunter. The subtle rattle of the chains signalled their waking up and I got up from my seat and moved closer to them. It took a while for them to figure out their surrounding. "I see you are awake" I said, smirking at them. "What do you want from us?" One of them replied me weakly. This one happened to be the brother of the Beta of the red moon pack, his name was Tim. I chuckled at his question. "Nothing much Tim, I just want to w