Chapter 41 Selena's POV: I raced through the hallways of the Sisterhood's compound, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to make sense of the conversation I had just overheard. The vampire king was coming, and he wouldn't stop until he had what he wanted. But what could that possibly be? And how did it involve the Sisterhood? As I rounded a corner, I nearly collided with my mother, who was striding down the hallway with a look of grim determination on her face. She grabbed my shoulders, her eyes searching mine with a mixture of concern and urgency. "Selena, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "Mom, I overheard something... something about the vampire king. He's coming for the Sisterhood, and he won't stop until he gets what he wants." My mother's eyes widened, and for a moment, I saw a flicker of fear cross her face. But then she shook her head, her expression hardening into one of resolve. "Selena, listen
Chapter 42 Selena's POV: As we gathered in the courtyard, the tension in the air was palpable. The vampire king and his entourage had arrived at the gates of the Sisterhood, claiming to come in peace. Despite our reservations, the decision was made to allow them inside, hoping to avoid any unnecessary conflict. I watched from a distance as my mother and the other head sisters approached the vampire king, their faces a mixture of caution and determination. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, knowing the power and influence the vampire king wielded. Thanks to my enhanced werewolf senses, I was able to listen in on their conversation, even from afar. I gripped my knife tightly, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. "What brings you to the Sisterhood, vampire king?" my mother asked, her voice steady and unwavering. The vampire king smiled, his fangs glinting in the sunlight. "We come seeking the Mortal Cup," he replied, his tone smooth and confident. "We believe i
Chapter 43 Selena's POV: The morning sun cast a warm glow over the Sisterhood's compound as I woke from a restless sleep. The events of the previous day still weighed heavily on my mind, the vampire king's visit and his search for the Mortal Cup leaving me with a sense of unease that I couldn't quite shake. As I dressed for the day, I couldn't help but think of Yarrow, the witch doctor who had brought me to the Sisterhood. It had been so long since I had seen him, and I couldn't help but wonder where he had gone and if he was safe. I pushed those thoughts aside as the bell for training rang out, signaling the start of a new day. I hurried out to the courtyard, joining the other girls as we lined up in front of our training mistress, Lillian. Lillian was a tall, imposing woman, with a fierce glint in her eye and a no-nonsense demeanor. She had been tasked with training us in combat, and I could tell from the way she carried herself that she took her job very seriously. "Good morni
Chapter 44Logan's POV:The weight of the mate bond hung heavy on my shoulders, a constant reminder of the emptiness that had taken root in my heart. Selena's absence was like a physical ache, a wound that refused to heal no matter how much time passed.I could feel my wolf growing weaker with each passing day, the strength and vitality that had once coursed through my veins slowly seeping away. It was as if a part of me had been torn out, leaving behind a gaping hole that nothing could fill.The nightmares came every night, vivid and terrifying. In my dreams, I saw Luke, his face twisted with malice and hatred as he lunged at me, his claws tearing into my flesh. I could feel the searing pain of his attack, could hear my own screams echoing in my ears as he tore me apart.I would wake up in a cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest and my breath coming in ragged gasps. The terror of the dream would linger, clinging to me like a second skin that I couldn't shake off.It was on one of
Chapter 45Logan's POV:Three months. It felt like an eternity since Selena had been taken from me. The mate bond that once thrummed with life and energy now felt like a frayed thread, barely holding on. With each passing day, I could feel my powers waning, my strength diminishing. It was as if a part of me was slowly dying, withering away in Selena's absence.I pushed myself harder than ever before, training until my muscles screamed and my lungs burned. But nothing seemed to help. The betrayal of Luke, my trusted beta, only added to the weight of my despair. How could I have been so blind?As the sun began to rise, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold, I set out for my daily run. My feet carried me along the familiar path, every step bringing me closer to the spot where I had saved Selena so long ago. It had become a ritual of sorts, a desperate hope that one day I would find her there, waiting for me.But as always, the clearing was empty, save for the whisper of the wind thro
“Where have you been all day? Two nights in a row, and you are sleeping out?.” Zara asked, causing a hit. It wasn't like she actually cared,She wasn't concerned with what script it was they were all brought from; she was determined to have her way, and with explaining things as such and making such drastic decisions, made things better for her.“I do not wish to talk," Logan responded as he made his way towards the bathroom. He pulled off his jacket and then his trousers, leaving him in his shorts. He scanned his eyes around and reached towards the closet for warmer cloth before wriggling himself into it as well. He just lost one woman that he loved—the only thing that ever mattered to him.The person he didn't want to converse with at the moment was none other than Zara ; she had been his first nightmare, and suddenly, due to some attitude, he was at fault for how she was breathing down his neck and asking baseless questions.“And do I look like I wish to rant? You made me your ma
selene split her eyes open slowly, her gaze fixed on her surroundings while she glanced around.Why was she awake? The last thing she recalled was being in bed, a little more tired than she needed to be.But this wasn't her bed; as a matter of fact, nothing around looked like hers. She tensed up as it all came to her: the memories of the previous occurrences—she had been crying in the rain, Logan had chased her, some passersby had helped her. So why was she here?.“You should not be getting yourself worked up, nor should you have been on the road to begin with.” A voice called out to selen . She raised her head slowly in the direction it came from, and to her surprise, a strikingly handsome man remained in the chair, knees crossed with a book in his handsHe had not moved his gaze by a bit; he wasn't worried about her, and that ended up just saying she wanted to while she took in as much information she could have about the man who appeared right across the room.There was something
!Nathan sensed selene 's worry, but he meant no harm; all he wanted to do was spend some time with her."Please, your Highness, if you won't mind standing by the side a bit, I'll be done soon.'' selene responded before grabbing her brooms. She felt really disturbed by every bit of it; as a matter of fact, she didn't like the occasion one bit. Why was he being unnecessarily grumpy when she had done nothing to him“Your Highness? I see someone who has gotten better manners in the span of a week and who trained on speech and etiquette." Nathan asked, teasing her on purpose. selene understood what it was that he was doing and chose to ignore him. She moved the furniture and wiped continuously while his gaze remained on her.There was just about selene that enchanted him; it could be her beauty, but Nathan knew he was an alpha; he had seen one too many beautiful she-wolves and knew certainly it wasn't that. Perhaps her humility as well, but then he had met with hundreds of shewolved