We are nearing the end of Beneath Her Darkness, but the story will continue with Lucius and Patrea (Book 2), and eventually Blade and Althea (Book 3). So hang in there, lovelies. Book 2 and 3 will still be attached to this book (unless I announce some changes). 🤍 Thank you for all the GEMS and comments, lovelies!
ADAN STONE. The morning started well for us, as it had since we came back from the underworld. I was already getting used to the serenity of having my Luna and heir around me, and a pack that adored them just as I did. Everything was good until the news of the Silver Crest benign attack and takeover reached me. Their Alpha and Beta were dead. The Gamma and most of the Warriors were held captive until they surrendered to their new Alpha, which I doubted they would do. In most attacks, the casualties were always the warriors who swore loyalty to their pack, unless the conquering Alpha was a deserving one. But in this case, Ethan was a piece of shit who didn’t deserve the loyalty of Fabian’s men. To say I was devastated was an understatement. I was in a rage. A week ago, I sent ten warriors to assist Alpha Fabian in training more of his men. It was nothing unusual. I always get requests for training, and if I liked your pack or trusted the Alpha, I would comply. But never in my wild
BLADE. Five hours after I arrived at the Mystic Pack territory, I was already gearing up for a counterattack to save my pack. I wanted to focus on it and avenge my brother, but I couldn’t. Althea kept seeping inside my head, which she had been doing since I met her. Before heading to the warrior’s building, I saw piles of photos on one of the tables inside Stone’s office. Out of curiosity, I went and checked on it, only to see photos from Aiden’s blessing ceremony a month ago. They were many, but my eyes only focused on the ones that had Althea in them. She colored her hair a bit brighter than the regular dark plum that she had, but she was still beautiful as always. Her face was full of life. She was smiling, and there were no traces of misery in her eyes. Unlike me. Before today, I had spent the last five months trying to find myself. I was lost more than ever. I ran away from my pack because losing Sol was too much for my heart to handle. She was not even my Luna yet when her
ADAN STONE. I watched as, group by group, Lucy transported our warriors to their assigned borders. And after the last group was gone, I gave her a nod and transported my body immediately with both Collin and Blade, who were holding onto my shoulders, which no longer bothered me at all. In an instant, we were sucked into limbo, and our feet dropped onto the dusty ground of the plaza. We heard gasps and growls from a few of Ethan’s men around us, but what caught my attention was the blubbering sounds that escaped the throat of the male tied up in a post with his body badly beaten. "Alpha…" Dalton’s voice broke as his whole body shook from his sobs when he realized it was Blade that appeared in front of him. He was completely naked, covered in blood, and had cuts and bruises from the beating. His eyes and lips were swollen, but he was tilting his head up to look at his Alpha in the eye. Blade was trying to keep himself from shaking, but I could feel anger surging up from his aura.
LUCY. "Luna!" Viktor growled, taking all the attention of warriors from both packs. I landed on the place I was aiming to be transported, and if I thought I would immediately spring into action to assist my warriors, I was wrong. The moment I appeared, my warriors moved swiftly and formed a barricade around me, almost the same as the one they did when they thought Beast was about to attack me, and I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. Adan was right, his warriors would shield me at all costs. I pushed any emotions away as my eyes swept and counted my men. I transported thirteen warriors on this border, and I could only see ten plus two dead bodies on the ground. One was still missing. My eyes found him. Chris was on the ground, and the only reason he was not dead yet was because the man hovering over him was also looking at me. ‘Carry on. I’ll be fine.’ I sent them a group mindlink before I disappeared in the middle of the wall they formed. I appeared in midair near Chris and pl
LUCY. "Are we going to be under Alpha Stone now?" "I believe you have a rightful Alpha who will take over your pack," I answered as I walked toward them. "Alpha Fabian is dead, and so is his Beta. We don’t know where Gamma Dalton is or if he’s still alive." "Gamma Dalton is alive." "Thank Goddess!" The crowd gasps, mostly out of relief. "Will he be our Alpha since Alpha Stone doesn’t like or want us?" Someone behind her asked. "First, don’t say Alpha Stone doesn’t want you. He will not come here and help you if he doesn’t care about you. Alpha Blade…" I was not able to finish my words when an older female cut me off. "Alpha Blade doesn’t care about us…" "He’s here… It means he cares about you." Silence. "He’s too late. Alpha Fabian is dead." "If he didn’t abandon us, our pack wouldn’t die out. Others won’t leave, and we could still be a strong pack." "He can’t just come back and be our Alpha when we don’t want him anymore." Oh, this is bad. Adan was right — his pack had
ADAN STONE.After we had arrived at the Silver Crest’s packhouse, Blade requested to have an hour or two to himself. I let him go. He probably wanted to wash off the blood and dirt from his body.He refused to speak with anyone, and as much as I understood him, I was expecting him to act like an Alpha, but he was letting his emotions rule him again."Let him grieve." Lucy’s voice snapped me from my thoughts. Her soft hand rubbed against my naked chest, pacifying my emotions, while our gazes followed Blade as he stepped inside his packhouse. "He just lost his brother, and I’m sure he could feel it, or worse, he heard from the pack link that he was not wanted here.""Maybe you’re right. But he can’t sulk after this. He has no Beta, and his Gamma is not here. He needs to step up and be an Alpha for his people.""He’s acting this way because he knows you’re here." "Once we got everyone settled, we needed to go home and let him manage his pack." "Maybe we can leave some warriors with him
LUCY. We stayed for another hour, giving instructions and reminders to the warriors who would stay here, together with Beta Collin. The omegas working in the packhouse had returned and volunteered to prepare food for Blade and the other warriors, which was already a good sign. Most of the pack was already sleeping, but I was sure there would be a big crowd waiting for Blade tomorrow. And as much as Adan wanted to help a brother out, he didn’t want to interfere with Blade or make his presence known, giving the pack the idea to choose him just to spite Blade. After his one-on-one talk with Blade, we prepared ourselves to return to our territory. Blade offered to have us use one of the cars around the packhouse, but Adan declined as we would rather do it by transporting us in a split second as we both missed our son by now. We only took seven warriors with us. Two of them were injured, while the other four would help carry the dead warriors’ bodies, which reminded me that I had to mee
LUCY. Tomorrow was supposed to be a happy day, but my heart felt heavy the moment I woke up today. I will be twenty-one, and I have no idea how I will celebrate it. I told Adan I didn’t want a big party, but I’m starting to regret it. I had never celebrated my birthdays since my parents died, and the two years I spent in the orphanage didn’t make up for it as I gave them a false date of birth. So I never get any cakes and birthday wishes anymore on my real birthday. I miss Mom and how she would always try to give me the best birthday, even with just a simple cake and food. And how Diego would always make an effort to return home to us on that day. He never failed. He kept showing up until he could no longer do it. I wished I opted for a big celebration so the empty space in my heart that only my parents could fill would be temporarily filled with the people I loved. But it’s too late to change my mind. At least Adan invited me for a late dinner tonight. I wiped the tears from m
Lovelies, the long wait is over. BEYOND THE DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Witch - the third installment of the INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA is finally live on this app! Synopsis: Five years after the death of his fated mate, Alpha Blade found himself lost in the abyss of life. He had abandoned his pack and chose to lead a mercenary life to avenge the death of Soledad. But even after justice was served, he felt empty, and the need to take more lives had become his way of life.With too much blood in his hands, he became ruthless and cold-hearted, with no direction, no goal, and no will to survive—until destiny decided to play a cruel joke on him and gave him a light witch for a second-chance mate. Confused and not wanting to betray the memory of his first mate, Blade fought against the new bond the Goddess gave him, only to find himself being drawn more to the young witch who was slowly lighting up the darkness surrounding him. But when lies, betrayals, and secrets come to light, will
3 MONTHS AFTER PART 1 Epilogue PATREA. “Don’t you fucking dare to cut my skin!” I screamed as another contraction hit my body. I could only count the number of times I swore, but today had been exceptional. I couldn’t stop myself from throwing curses and bad words at my king. I was in labor, and the baby was ready to come out. Lucius was the only one with me since demon childbirth was never a problem. Demons could even give birth on their own. Maybe we were so relaxed that we forgot that I was still part human and witch. “I have to take it out. I’ll cut and heal it back!” Lucius explained in a loud voice. “I don’t fucking like seeing you whimper like that!” “NO! No! No! I want to feel my child coming out of my pussy!” “Patrea!” He hissed, his forehead was sweaty, and I could feel the whole chamber getting too warm. “Get out!! I glared at him. But I didn’t mean it. I was just in too much pain, and his worried expression was not helping at all. “No fucking way that I will l
Five years after.LUCIUS. Patrea was sitting on the low boulder while watching Luther, and I do our training for today. Lucija and Stone would take Luther here in the underworld from time to time so we could spend time with him and let him familiarize himself with the demons.For the longest time, they were taking Luther here and would sometimes leave him with us for a few hours just because they wanted to have time alone.But I knew there was more to it than that. They wanted us to experience having a child.After five years, Patrea and I were still not given any. I was slowly coming to terms with it, but that didn’t mean I was losing hope. I never stopped wishing for a child every time I fucked my queen, but I had stopped telling her I was doing it.Patrea and I never talked about it anymore. I could still feel sadness in her from time to time, but it didn’t make me feel less loved by her, and I was returning the love she was giving me tenfold more.We would always be great kings a
PATREA. Five nights ago, I told Lucius I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. I was ready to have a baby with him. A demon pregnancy could be detected a few hours after mating. But five days later, there was still nothing. I stared blankly at the mirror inside the bathroom that Lucius had custom-made for me. I felt empty. I felt useless. I knew Guinevere wasn’t lying when she reversed the spell I did on my body, and I was sure Lucius could get any female pregnant if he didn’t stop himself from producing one. So it must be me. Maybe my actual human age has something to do with this. I was not getting older in physical form, but perhaps I was past the stage of childbearing. And it hurts. It hurt more now than it did the first time when I thought I could not give him an heir because, this time, I expected it to be possible. Lucius seemed to not mind, but he might just be good at hiding it. Because it was the same thing I was showing him, but deep inside, I was
PATREA. “Follow me.” His voice came out so deep and hoarsely that I didn’t even have second thoughts and just followed him. “Is this the right area?” He asked as he stopped in the archive section at row number 35. “Yes.” “Now, what do we need to do with all these books?” “Place them back. The books are in alphabetical order, so they should be placed in their right spot.” I was not done talking yet when seven books rose in the air and went to their exact place. My eyebrows rose as I stepped back until I was out of the aisle. I checked if anyone was nearby, but then the archive section was at the far end of the entrance, and usually, only scholars or those doing special studies go to this spot, so it was safe to say no one saw that. I walked back and stopped a few feet away from him, watching as he laid the rest of the books on the wooden stool ladder. “You need to put them back as well,” I told him. “We will put the rest aside once we’re done with the reason we came here.” H
PATREA. After my coronation as Queen of two Underworld kingdoms, our lives returned to normal. So far, it had been so peaceful and perfect that I felt something terrible would happen. But Lucius eased my worry by telling me that the underworld was only chaotic if the kingdoms were not on good terms. As far as he knew, everyone was minding their own business, and the regular souls would just come and plunge themselves into hell. So I tried not to mind it and just lived the best days of my life with him. Today we decided to cross into the human realm and visit an old friend, or, should I say, an annoying neighbor. I missed normality, so here we were, driving the car into the house I used to share with Althea. I would take personal items and return the key to the house owner. And after that, we would go to the library so I could file my irrevocable resignation letter. As much as I could forget all about it, I made friends in the library, and I didn’t want them to keep thinking abo
LUCIUS. “Hades…” Luther just said his first word. It was a bit gurgled, but I could fully understand it. ‘The fuck! I spent fucking days teaching him to say ‘dad,’ and I kept bribing him with sweets and fire, just for him to end up saying Hades’ name first?’ Stone cursed in my head. His jaw tightened, and I knew he was stopping himself from growling. ‘Be thankful it’s Hades. You’ll be more pissed off if his first word is Lucius.’ I chuckled. ‘Just accept that your son is more of a demon than a wolf.’ He didn’t say anything, but he knew I was telling the truth. Hades walked toward us and handed Luther to Lucija before he faced Patrea and me. “King Hades, it is an honor to have you at our banquet today,” Patrea stated as she tipped her down before looking at him again. “It would be a disappointment if I missed it. I never had a queen for my kings for many centuries now, so it is rightful that I appeared here.” He replied before he extended his hand to Patrea. “Come here, Que
LUCIUS. My eyes roamed around the vast banquet that was prepared for the formal rise of the King and Queen of Kalmerus and Athwart. I was glad that I didn’t hold a feast for me so that I was able to share this coronation with Patrea. The big hall was already filled with guests from the other two kingdoms of the Underworld: the Kings and their offspring. Some of my siblings and my own spawn had arrived. They had yet to meet Patrea. Celebrations like this were usually done in demon forms, but since Patrea was only half demon, I requested everyone to present themselves in their human form, and it seemed that no one was objecting as everyone came in presentable clothes. Also, from what I heard, even the kings were eager to see my queen, probably because the Underworld had never had a queen in a long time, even centuries before me. A smug smirk tugged on my mouth at the sight of Lucija and Stone. They took Luther with them, and even though he was just a few months old, his aura was st
PATREA. Weeks passed, and I was still reeling from the feeling of being Lucius’ queen and the queen of two kingdoms. Today is one of those days where I had to fulfill a duty for our demons. “Open your palms and let your hand feed on their souls,” Lucius instructed me as we stared at the pit of fire, where I could hear souls full of anguish and pain. I swallowed hard, but I couldn’t raise my hand. I was slowly accepting the ways of the underworld, but my heart was shattering at the cries I could hear at the moment. “In time, your heart will harden. The souls you hear are undeserving of your pity, whether they are judged or not in the realms they belong to. If their souls went straight to the pits of hell, it only means that they were meant to be here. They were irredeemable and had never regretted their actions. We do not throw away souls that were sincerely regretful of their misdeeds before they died. That’s why the veils of realms exist. In there, they were given time to redeem