Ella’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as her mind raced with questions, her thoughts darting from one possibility to another, filling her with anxiety. What could Kevin be doing with Moore? Had he hurt him? Her breath quickened as the image of Moore in danger haunted her. She felt a pang of guilt in her chest—he was in this mess because of her. But then, another thought rose, darker and more unsettling. ‘Why had Derek kept the information about her agreeing to help to himself?’ He had seemed so calm earlier, as if he had everything under control. Was he truly trying to protect her, or was there something more sinister at play? Could Derek and Kevin be working together? The idea seemed absurd, but she couldn’t ignore it. ‘What if this was all a setup?’ What if Derek had lured her into this situation, pretending to be her ally while secretly plotting with Kevin?Her heart pounded harder, doubt creeping into her thoughts like a shadow. ‘How did Kevin even get to Moore in the first
In a hidden, shadowed location, a figure stood in silence, frustration simmering beneath the surface. She slammed her phone down after the call ended, her voice sharp with anger.“Damn it!” The curse echoed through the dimly lit room, but the figure remained cloaked in darkness, her identity concealed.“Who could have thought Ella was the highly sought healer?" she muttered, her voice low and indistinct filled with venom.The figure paced, clearly unsettled, her movements deliberate, as though calculating her next steps. “I will do everything within my power to make sure she doesn’t return to the South.” She clenched their fists, resolving to stop her at all costs.Meanwhile, in the quiet of the hospital, Ella slowly stirred, her eyelids heavy as she struggled to wake. The first sensation that hit her was the dull, throbbing ache in her limbs, a persistent reminder of the attack she’d endured. Her body was weak, and with each attempt to move, pain surged through her, making her gasp s
Derek turned around to check on Ella and noticed she was awake, her eyes locked on him, a mixture of confusion and determination reflected in her gaze. He could tell she had a thousand questions swirling in her mind. With a sigh, he pulled a chair closer and sat down across from her.“How are you feeling?” Derek asked, his voice soft.“You saved me,” Ella replied weakly, her voice barely a whisper. “Thank you.”Without thinking, Derek reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “You’re still weak,” he said, concern etched on his face. “The doctors did what they could for the silver burns, but you need more time to rest and regain your strength.”Ella winced as she tried to shift on the bed, her thoughts racing. “Moore… he’s in danger,” she said, her voice laced with worry. “I need to be by his side, Derek. I have to get to the South.”Derek shook his head, his expression firm but laced with concern. “They won’t harm him, Ella. They still
Ella lay in her hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. She was healing, but the weight of everything going on outside these walls kept her on edge. Moore was still in danger, and Kevin was out there, probably plotting something worse. The rogue attack earlier didn’t help, and now, she felt like time was running out, Derek had gone out to attend to something important or so he had said.The door opened, and Nurse Sara entered, pushing her usual cart of supplies. Sara had been the one to take care of Ella since she was admitted. She was always calm and friendly.Ella smiled softly at the sight of Nurse Sara walking into the room. For days now, Sara had been nothing but a comforting presence, always ready with a gentle word and warm smile. She was human—an ordinary person in a world where beings like werewolves, vampires, and other supernatural creatures often clashed. Maybe that’s why Ella found it so easy to trust her.“Good morning, Ella. How are you feeling today?” Sara asked, her voi
To the outside world, the Devil’s City was a place of myth and legend—a land where darkness reigned, where nothing thrived but death and shadows. Tales of terror whispered through the lands, painting pictures of a place cloaked in eternal night, where vampires ruled with iron fangs and talons of blood. But the truth was far more dangerous—and far more beautiful.The Devil’s City was a marvel of dark enchantment, a kingdom of eternal twilight kissed by the silver glow of a crescent moon. Its towering blackstone buildings glistened like polished obsidian under the soft, ethereal glow that bathed the city in a perpetual soft, dreamlike hue. The air was crisp, carrying with it the scent of night-blooming flowers that lined the streets, their petals a kaleidoscope of deep crimson, violet, and gold. Intricate lanterns hung from elegantly wrought iron posts, illuminating the cobbled streets with a warm, golden light that danced with an unnatural grace, casting moving shadows that seemed to f
The night was still as Maxwell stood in the shadows, preparing for his journey beyond the boundaries of Devil’s City. The air was thick with the scent of impending rain, but he moved with an unbreakable focus. Valen’s words still echoed in his mind: Confirm the healer wolf’s existence. Find the truth.For centuries, Maxwell had been Valen’s trusted scout and enforcer. Tonight, however, his mission felt charged with greater purpose. The rumors surrounding a healer wolf were impossible to ignore, even if they seemed as improbable as any he’d heard. Valen’s previous purge of healer wolves had been merciless, leaving none to spare, or so they’d believed. But if one had truly survived, this could reshape everything they understood about their species—and reignite old wars.Maxwell slung his gear across his back and blended into the night, his steps soundless as he made his way through the outskirts of the city. His senses were sharp, taking in the hum of life beyond the walls. He would nee
Valen sat alone in his grand office, his gaze drifting from the endless pile of documents before him to the faintly glowing horizon visible through the arched windows. Outside, Devil’s City shimmered with a haunting beauty, cloaked in perpetual twilight—a beauty that only deepened the ache in his cold heart, reminding him of what he once had and lost.Tonight, he felt the weight of the past pressing against him with unrelenting force, clawing at the walls he had so carefully built. Lydia. Her name echoed like a heartbeat, filling the empty spaces of his mind, and slowly, inevitably, Valen let himself fall into the memories.He was young then, far less burdened by power and revenge. He remembered the night he met her as if it had just happened, her image so vivid that he could almost reach out and touch her. Lydia had entered his world as a quiet figure among a gathering of vampire clans, her presence calm yet commanding, with a subtle allure that had drawn him across a crowded room wi
The morning began with quiet precision in Valen’s chambers, a vast space of understated opulence. Dark marble floors stretched beneath his feet, the walls lined with tapestries older than the city itself, woven in shadowed hues of crimson and midnight. Only a soft, indirect light touched the room, casting a moody glow over the vampire leader as he prepared himself for the day.Valen moved in calm, measured steps, his mind as sharply honed as the physical routines that kept him in peak form. With long, graceful strokes, he swept back his raven-black hair, exposing high cheekbones, a chiseled jawline, and eyes that gleamed with an intense, unsettling allure. His movements were deliberate, precise, echoing the control he wielded over his realm. Every action, from dressing to the minor adjustments of his cuffs, embodied the silent power he commanded.As he adjusted his collar, a faint knock came at the door—a sound that few in the Devil’s City dared to make. Dorian, his second-in-command,
“Ella please can I speak to you privately?” Drake whispered to Ella, his tone low and pleading, his eyes looking desperate Ella nodded, stealing a glance at Derek and Valen, despite their intense gazes,she still led Drake to her room.Derek couldn't control his anger anymore, he stood up abruptly to follow, but Valen grabbed his hand, shaking his head to discourage him.Derek turned his frustration to Valen. “How could you be so calm? We don't even know that guys identity, we can't just leave him alone with her, we don't know his motives”Valen sighed. “I asked Dorian to confirm his identity and everything he said”“So?” Derek asked impatiently.“Everything he said checked out”Derek was momentarily stunned, he slowly sat down. “You are trying to tell me that guy is truly her brother?”“Possibly,” Valen said, shrugging.“Possibly?” Derek asked confused, running his hands through his hair in frustration “This wasn't a deep investigation, we need more time to know if he's actually her
Derek and Valen exchanged glances. Their murderous aura dissipated but the trace of disbelief and doubt was still in their eyes.They stared at Ella and Drake, back and forth, trying to see how it's even possible.“Aside from his hair color and eyes, he looks nothing like you” Derek blurted out, unable to contain his anger seeing Ella defend a stranger that way.A flash of irritation crossed across Ella's face. “And isn't that enough to prove he's my brother!?” Ella snapped, still protecting Drake.Derek's jaw clenched. “No!”Ella's eyes widened in anger, she was about to retort when Valen stepped in.He exhaled deeply, his voice calmer than Derek's, he knew something was wrong with Ella, but he couldn't place what it was. He arched his brow as he watched her closely.“You say he's your brother Ella?”“Yes Valen, I just found my long-lost brother. You should be happy for me shouldn't you?” Ella responded Derek scoffed loudly. “As if”Valen's eyes traveled to the young man standing be
“My brother?” Ella asked puzzled Her mind spuned as she tries to process the information. How's it possible she just found out about having another family and all of a sudden, a brother is here to see her? Do things work that fast? Did he also just find out about her too?A lot of thoughts ran through her mind as she stood there stunned.“Are you okay?” Dorian's voice brought her back to reality “Where's he?” She asked, her voice sharp with urgency.“He's here at the manor” Dorian said, pointing towards the hallway.Without waiting for him to say any other thing, she ran past him into the great hall.She stopped abruptly in her tracks when she saw him. There,at the center of the room, standing tall, was a handsome young man with brown hair and eyes just like hers.Her breath caught in her throat and her heart hammered loudly against her chest, she could hear it as she walked towards him.As she takes a step closer, he also takes a step closer to her as if he couldn't believe she was
As Ella exited the room, she found some stationed guards by her door and immediately they saw her leaving they followed from a safe distance. She doesn't like this arrangement but she knows it's for her own safety.She headed for the garden, aside from her room which was currently occupied by Derek and Valen, the garden is the next place she sees as her safe Zone.She needed space, she needed to think. A lot has been happening and a lot will still happen. Her feelings for Derek and Valen are still not sorted out and now she just learnt she had a family somewhere she doesn't know about.“You know you can always speak to me, I'm here” Lila said, jolting Ella from her thoughts.“You scared me Lila…don't ever do this again” Ella said softly “Do what? How else was I supposed to remind you I'm within you? I can hear your thoughts too and I can feel how troubled you are. This isn't your battle to fight alone, you can't bottle all of that emotions up “ Lila said.Ella sighed, sinking into a
Ella looked up to see the questioning gaze of both Derek and ValenShe took a deep breath, looking down at her hands on her laps.“Sandra mentioned… that I'm not related to their family in any way” she finally said, her voice quiet but steady.Derek exhaled as he took his seat. “Why am I not surprised?” he muttered, rubbing his temple.“Did she tell you anything about your biological parents?” Valen asked softly.Ella shook her head. “She didn't. Said something about her father dropping me off with her mother and asking her to run away with me and Sandra and to keep me safe”Silence fell in the room as everyone was lost in their own thoughts.Ella swallowed, forcing a bitter smile “Now I know she's not my biological mother, I can actually understand why she treated me like trash all these years. I guess… she blames me for the death of her husband” Ella said.Derek leaned forward, taking her hands in his. His grip was firm, reassuring. “No one should be comfortable with being treated l
Ella stood in the middle of a battlefield, the field was more like a blood-bath. The stench of blood and death filled the air. This wasn't a regular war; both werewolves and vampires teamed up to fight against a voracious beast and his merciless allies.But the more they fought, the more the beast was gaining ground. More vampires and werewolves dropped to the ground. Ella felt helpless as she watched in horror as the battle turned into a massacre.Suddenly there was a loud scream. Her body froze. Her breath ceased, her chest tightened and her eyes widened as she turned to see the claws of one of the beast's allies deeply embedded in the heart of Derek.Time seemed to stop.Her voice seemed lost as she tried to scream.Immediately a shadow fell above her, she raised her eyes to see the beast. His eyes were black like the abyss, his size bigger than anything she had ever seen, his hair was long and his face was very scary. The shocking thing was that there was not a single scratch o
Valen immediately summoned Dorian and both of them walked into his office.“There's an emergency,” Valen said, pacing around immediately as he entered his office. Dorian straightened up ready to carry out any order given. “What's the emergency my lord?”Valen stopped pacing, his hands curled into fist, his jaw tightened, his eyes narrowed as he stared into space. “You will need to summon the council, this matter can't be delayed” he said in a cold voice.Dorian could see Valen was fighting so hard to restrain himself from unleashing his dark aura. Whatever this emergency was, It has really touched a sensitive spot.Dorian nodded and tried making his way out when he was stopped.“There's something else I want you to do for me” Valen said as he beckoned Dorian to come closer. He whispered something in Dorian's ears.Dorian's expression changed to that of shock and then understanding “Where's Scottie?” Valen asked“She's trying to get medication for Ella, my lord” Dorian responded Val
“It's been three days,” Valen muttered, pacing around the room, while Derek sat across from him. The rivalry between them, momentarily forgotten, as they fight to see Ella survive. He stares at Ella who's lying still on the bed, aside from her shallow breath, there's no other consciousness.“She isn't dead now is a miracle. Wolfsbane is very dangerous to our kind” Derek replied, his eyes fixed on Ella's pale face. He turned his head immediately looking at Valen as if he suddenly remembered something.“Have you found the culprit?”“Not yet” Valen responded, running his hands through his hair in frustration. “Lucian said the culprit has an inside Intel for her to request to use the very private suite reserved mainly for secret and undisclosable meetings, hence the absence of CCTV cameras.“Her?” Derek questioned, narrowing his eyes.Valen blinked. “I don't understand”“You said ‘her’. The person who met with Ella.” Derek said raising his brow“Oh… right.” Valen exhaled. “Lucian questi
Sandra happily walked out of the club feeling victorious. With a smug smile on her lips, she headed straight for Sebastian’s place. She felt like celebrating, and who better to enjoy the moment with than him?She headed straight for his room as soon as arrived at his place and pushed the door open without knocking. She gasped, when she saw him stepping out of the bathroom, a white towel was wrapped loosely around his waist. Water dripped from his damp hair into his muscular chest. The water droplet ran down his finely toned muscle and disappeared under the towel. Her lips parted slightly as she seductively licked them, admiring his perfect form.Gosh, he's so handsome. She drooled.Sebastian's lips curved into a smirk, noticing the hunger in her gaze."Haven't seen enough?" he teased.Sandra's lips widened. She cat walked towards him, her hips swaying, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I don't think I can ever be tired of this body,” she whispered into his ears, suckling on his lobes