51SPENCERI was growing tired. Tired of the endless waiting, tired of Marcus and his obsession with the Earth realm, and tired of the constant hunger gnawing at me—the hunger for power that had consumed me for so long. It felt like everything was slipping away, especially now that Marcus had lost interest in our real mission: destroying Annalise.At first, we had shared a common goal—Marcus and I. We both wanted to break free from the chains that bound us, to take control of something far greater than the realms we had known. He wanted terror, power, domination. I wanted something more—knowledge, yes, but also the seat of the guardian. That was what I truly craved. The power that Annalise held should have been mine, and it angered me to no end that someone like her had been chosen instead.I missed the quiet moments in our realm. I missed my old books, the ones filled with forgotten wisdom, with spells and rituals so ancient even the oldest of our kind barely remembered their names.
52MARCUSThe pain throbbed in my side, a constant reminder of my last encounter with Janet. I watched the small festering wound on the upper side of my abdomen, grimacing as I touched it gingerly. It was an ugly sight, red and inflamed, the skin around it looking almost dead. A sharp twinge of pain shot through me as I pressed too hard, and I pulled my hand away. Compared to the agony I felt back in the other realm, this was nothing. But I knew I was on borrowed time.The last time I had been in our realm, I had made a reckless decision. Janet had pleaded with me, desperate to save her people. I should have listened. Instead, I had taken Sumel, her trusted ally, a move meant to incite her wrath.I could still hear the echoes of that fight in my mind. Janet had transformed into her she-wolf form, her fur a storm of silver and grey as she charged at me. Her eyes had burned with fury, a fire that matched my own. We clashed, and I had relished the power I felt as I took her down. But I h
53SPENCERI paced back and forth in my dimly lit room, frustration boiling in my veins. Sumel had been a fool. I had given him one simple order, and he had refused to obey. Anger surged through me like a wildfire, and I had unleashed my wrath upon him. Now, he was nothing more than a memory, scattered in the shadows. I wouldn’t be returning to the realm anymore, not with that weakness trailing behind me.The portal remained open, a gaping maw between this world and the werewolf realm. I had achieved what I wanted: free passage. I could see the thrill of power dancing in my mind. Spencer would soon learn that he had been deceived, that I was not the pawn he thought I was. I had played my cards carefully. Annalise’s powers as the guardian had sustained the portal. I had deliberately thrown her into it, and in doing so, I had secured my plan.My goal had always been bigger than just controlling this realm. I wanted to compel every being from all realms to come to the Earth realm under m
54SPENCERI paced the small room, the tension between Marcus and me thick enough to cut. He leaned against the wall, a smug smile creeping across his face. I didn’t like that look. It reeked of arrogance and misplaced confidence.“This is a good opportunity,” Marcus chuckled, his eyes gleaming. “We can finish Annalise off before she gets strong enough to confront us. Let’s not waste it.”I frowned, crossing my arms. “Don’t be so confident, Marcus. Annalise will do everything in her power as a guardian to destroy you. Underestimate her, and you’ll pay for it.”Marcus waved a dismissive hand. “You’re too cautious, Spencer. We can strike now, while she’s still recovering. She’s weakened, vulnerable.”“That’s not the point,” I snapped, frustration bubbling over. “You should be thinking about your own situation. You chose to stay in the Earth realm instead of finishing her off. That curse on you won’t lift until she’s gone. You need to act.”Marcus’s smile faded, replaced by a flash of an
55ANNALISEI sat on the edge of my bed, staring out of the window at the night sky. The moon hung high, casting silver light across the landscape. It was beautiful, but my heart felt heavy. I still couldn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty. Adrian had just left, and his words echoed in my mind.He had looked deep into my eyes when he said it, and for a moment, I believed him. But then doubts crept back in. Could I really trust him? Was he saying those words out of genuine love or because he felt guilty for what had happened in the past?I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. Memories of the past few months flooded my mind. I had faced so much—betrayal, danger, and the weight of my responsibilities as a guardian. And through it all, Adrian had been there. Yet, sometimes, I wondered if he truly understood what it meant to be tied to my world.I could hear him in the hallway, speaking to someone. I strained to catch his words.“Annalise is strong. She’s been through s
56ANNALISEAs the portal opened before us, I felt the familiar pull of magic surge through my veins. The incantations I had chanted moments earlier echoed in my mind as the swirling light formed into a doorway. Adrian stood beside me, his jaw set in determination. Molu, our guide through this journey, nodded solemnly. This realm, the one Marcus had banished his enemies to, stretched far beyond the portal’s light. Without hesitation, we stepped through.The other realm greeted us with its eerie silence, the deep woods stretching endlessly around us. Tall trees loomed overhead, their twisted branches casting long, distorted shadows across the forest floor. I could feel the weight of the oppression here—Marcus’s darkness hung thick in the air like a suffocating cloud. Molu walked ahead, leading us further into the woods. The silence was heavy, broken only by the crunch of leaves under our boots.“Is Janet truly here?” I whispered to Adrian, though the forest seemed to absorb every sound
57JANETFLASHBACKI was only twelve when my father sent me away, far from the Rivers clan’s lands. It was the day I learned that my destiny had been decided long before I even understood what it meant to rule. My father stood tall and resolute, his broad shoulders framed by the burning torches of our ancient hall, as he told me that I was to become the future alpha of the Rivers clan. His voice, deep and commanding, echoed in my ears for years after.“You are the chosen one, Janet. You will lead the clan when my time comes.”His words were meant to inspire pride, but all I felt was the weight of responsibility crushing down on me. I was sent to a distant part of our realm, a place far removed from the lands I called home. It was a barren and unforgiving place, the kind of place where you either learned to be strong or were swallowed whole by its harshness.I was trained there—mentally, physically, emotionally. Every day was a test, a challenge to prove I was worthy of my birthright.
58JANETI’ll never forget the day my father first spoke to me about choosing a mate. It had been a crisp autumn morning, the kind where the air is just cool enough to sting your cheeks but the sunlight makes everything feel warmer. He stood in the doorway of our family hall, his eyes scanning the distant hills like he was searching for something beyond the horizon.“You’re of age now, Janet,” my father began, his voice deep and steady. “You must think about the future of our clan. You’ll need to pick a mate soon, someone who will help you produce the next alpha.”I had always known this moment would come. It was the responsibility of the alpha’s daughter to secure the line of leadership. But even as he spoke, my mind drifted to Marcus. I had already made my choice, though my father didn’t know it yet. Marcus had captured my heart, and I had fallen for him in a way that I couldn’t explain. His charm, his presence—it had all consumed me, and I had allowed myself to believe that he was