SERAPHINA’S POVThe music stops abruptly in a messy way, and all eyes instantly turn to the brawl happening right on the dance floor in front of me. Faces display shock, horror, and confusion. No one knows what happened, except me. I'm petrified as I watch Artemis attack Lucian like a rabid dog, seemingly out of control. I hadn't thought he was watching, hadn't thought he'd notice or care. But he did.After a few blows straight to Lucian's face, which explodes with vibrant red liquid, I snap out of my reverie, realizing I need to stop him before it gets worse, before he kills Lucian. It looks like he wants to. The look in his eyes, the way he pulls his fist all the way back and swings so violently, seems feral. He's unleashing everything he's felt over the past couple of days on Lucian and more."Artemis..." I take a cautious step forward, but he doesn’t respond, breathing hard like something not human. I catch a glimpse of his eyes, now shifted to bright gold with thin slit iri
ARTEMIS’ POVThe plan for tonight was to play the part of the perfect son.The perfect prince.The perfect fiancé. To deceive the crowd long enough to think that I’d finally given in, that the marriage was really happening, and then not go along with it in the end. It was all to buy more time, to convince Sera to run away with me. Everything was going perfectly well until I saw her.Descending the stairs with Kamila on my arm like a bedazzled accessory, I felt her presence long before our eyes met. I felt it from the fire in my heart, from the wild flames that always came to life whenever she was present. I knew she was there instinctively, and our eyes met easily amidst the thousands of people waiting for us. She shone the brightest, like a dazzling star. The world paused for a moment, and I longed to be where she was, standing right next to her instead of her friends, holding her in my arms so no one else could see her perfection the way I did.I had to hold onto the reigns of c
ARTEMIS’ POVThere's a sudden feeling of urgency welling up in my gut, taking over every reasonable thought I can muster at this moment. Watching her going for the door, reaching out to grab the doorknob, does something to me, knowing this might be the last time I ever see her again. Pain like nothing I’ve ever felt squeezes at my gut, stabbing my chest. My wolf cries in agony, and I know more than ever before that I can’t live without her. If I don’t die from my broken heart, I’d kill myself. I can’t let her leave.I rush forward, grabbing her other arm before she can open the door, pulling her towards me in one swift move. She’s startled, letting out a short scream, before I have her pinned against the wall with both her hands held over her head. Green flustered eyes look at me and then up at her hands, and she frowns.“What are you doing!” she asks.I remain silent for a second, staring into her mesmerizing green eyes that pull me in like a trance, her soft features and delicat
SERAPHINA’S POVI feel like I'm floating, suspended in air, with a sense of calmness around me. I open my eyes to find myself in a place that can't be real.A world where everything is white, an endless space with no walls or ceiling, and I can't discern where the floor starts or ends."Where am I?" I ask myself out loud, looking around at the endless white expanse."You're in your subconscious mind," a voice echoes behind me, and I turn to meet her again, hovering like an angel as always.My mood dampens seeing her here."Of course you'd be here. You're always here.""I am your guide. I have nowhere else to be."I decide not to comment on the creepiness of that statement, shifting to what's important right now."Why am I here?" I ask.I try to remember the last thing that happened before waking up here, jogging my memory that has numerous gaps right now. With enough concentration, everything begins to play out in my mind.The engagement party, the reveal, and Artemis running after me
SERAPHINA’S POVHe casually pulls out a chair by the wall and makes himself comfortable with it, right in front of me. I wait patiently, tinged with a bit of anxiety.A part of me tries to figure out what this is going to be about.Will I be tossed in some dungeon out of vengeance, forced to live a pathetic life?Or will I be killed for daring to interrupt his precious royal wedding, in hopes that Artemis can form a bond with someone else when I’m gone?His cold silence is choking, and I can’t take it anymore."If this is about the marking—"“Congratulations, Seraphina Hawthrone.”I freeze at words I was not expecting him to say, congratulations I was not expecting to receive. I expected rage, anger, flipping the bed I’m on before I’m dragged off.But his smile hasn’t left his lips yet, watching me with calmness.“What?” I blurt out.“Well, isn’t it a beautiful thing, to have found young love and find yourself lucky enough to participate in something so sacred that your kind can only
SERAPHINA’S POVThe doctor checks that I’m completely fine an hour later, confirming that my body has successfully accepted the mark.Apparently, there was a possibility of rejection on my part, a rejection that could have left detrimental damages to Artemis and me, and I was lucky that it was accepted without any hiccups.I wouldn’t call it luck, though.Every single bit of nature was on my side, ensuring that it would happen and that we’d be tied together forever. The prophecy, my Astria bloodline, wouldn’t let me die off so easily.But I doubt Artemis guessed all of that. He knew the repercussions, and yet he did it.I can’t help but be angry when I think of it and the violation of trust on his own part. I can’t help but be enraged that he ignored all the warnings I dropped, all just so he could get what he wanted.It hurts, and it’d be best if we don’t see each other for a few hours, maybe until the ceremony tomorrow.Yet, when the doctor leaves the room, and I’m all alone, I find
KAMILA’S POVTonight was supposed to be perfect—the night I've been preparing for my entire life, the very essence of my existence; to become engaged and married to my mate, Artemis, and ascend the throne, finally winning my father's favor.Yet, she had to show up and ruin everything, as always—intruding where she's not wanted and effortlessly stealing Artemis's attention from me, like the wicked temptress she is.I hated the way he chased after her, leaving me to be ridiculed in the middle of the dance floor—stealing the attention that should have been mine at my own engagement party.I hate it to the point that my blood boils as hot as lava.Regardless, it's already too late; the gears have already been set in motion.She had her chance when Artemis chose her over me, but thankfully, father was able to put some sense back into my head before I lost what was rightfully mine to her for good.I would have never been able to forgive myself.Once again, I'm reminded of the dignity I must
SERAPHINA’S POVI count the hours until the next day arrives, and the sun sets for the evening—the time when everything goes down.It was an impromptu shift from a wedding to a mating ritual, but the preparations made beforehand remain, only simply changing the title of the occasion to a Nova Mating Ball.Everyone will still be there to watch me walk down an aisle and officially bond myself to the future king of their pack, despite a few disapprovals.The Nova Mating Ball itself is something that hasn't occurred in recent times, popularly practiced in earlier generations where two wolves would make their bonding known to the world officially, swearing to be with each other.It's like a wedding in many ways, only the titles of "man and wife" aren't used, and with modernization, it became obsolete.The reason for it, instead of an actual wedding, is Silvan's desire to discard me when I'm done being useful, so someone else more worthy for the position of an actual wife and Luna can easil
SERAPHINA’S POVThe doors to the throne room on the west side of the castle finally pull open, revealing Artemis and me to the entire congregation gathered to celebrate our crowning and witness the beginning of a new era of peace. Our hands are intertwined, our traditional garments matching, with long flowing capes that trail a few feet behind us. A wave of anxiety and excitement hits all at once, but I know I’m not alone. Never again.The congregation stands, applauding endlessly as we walk down the aisle, side by side, hand in hand, waving at all of them. I spot Olivia and Jasper, hand in hand, seeing them for the first time in three years, waving harder and growing excited to tell them all about my tales. Ace and Gabe sit in the next row, clapping along with the crowd, smiles on their faces as well. Of course, Alice is nowhere to be seen. It’s been years, and she has never shown her face to me again.Olivia had said that she moved to a different country, one that’s far a
ARTEMIS’ POV ( 3YEARS LATER)I'm completely stacked with work, towers of paperwork almost reaching the ceilings for the changes I've tried desperately to implement for the past four years since becoming the Alpha King. Laws newly implemented seem to have more backlash than initially anticipated, yet I’m committed to see them to the end, all to make some time for the coming weekend. A knock echoes from my door before Jasper walks in, still rocking that god-awful goatee Olivia hasn't succeeded in getting him to chop off. "Beta reporting for duty, Your Majesty," he bows. "Any news from the delegation you sent out to the human population?" He now turns serious once he sees all the papers.I instantly appreciate the new version of him that's capable of taking things seriously while still retaining his joyful side. I've tried to continue my father's works, improving the mission to unite all races as one to prevent things like war from ever happening again, to form a union o
ARTEMIS’ POVWeeks pass since Sera’s eyes open, and like a sick twist of fate, I find myself unable to see her as much now, with doctors being around her and more work piling on my desk. Yet, I remind myself to be patient while she gets the treatment and therapy she needs. The times I do stay by her side, I hold her in my arms, slowly filling her in on everything she’s missed in the past year. Her greatest hurdle with everything is accepting how much time has passed, how long she’s been unconscious, the time she’s lost. Processing it has not been easy and simply adds to her stress. Thankfully, Olivia stayed back for a few weeks to help her readjust to it all while I’m away and has only just left a few days ago.Tonight, as always, I’m in my office completely swamped with work, trying to achieve most of what I planned to do before Sera is completely better and on her feet again. Because I want to show her the world and more, and before I can get anywhere, I have to fix it.
ARTEMIS’ POV(ONE YEAR LATER)"In light of all the allegations brought forth, not only by students but also by teachers, I hereby strip you of your position as school Administrator," I declare before the newly appointed school board gathered before me. The now former Administrator, Mr. Andrew, stares at me with wet, red eyes on the brink of breaking into tears. He trembles, looking at me with pleading eyes for mercy, but I feel nothing close to remorse, especially with proof of years of his embezzlement sitting right in front of me on my desk. The fact that he also played a huge part in the school's segregation alone tempts me to strangle him with my bare hands every time I remember what Seraphina had to go through - but then, even I had a hand in this.My eyes shift to the other man in his late thirties standing on the other side of the room among the council, nodding in his direction. "In replacement, I appoint Mr. Jermaine for the new position of school Administrator."
ACE’S POVAs the doctor announces the outcomes of the surgery, I slowly detach from the group, watching their faces light up for only a moment before something even darker takes over. But I don’t stay long. I don’t dare stay with them in their moments of grief or offer words of encouragement, not when I haven’t been there for everything they’ve had to face. I don’t deserve to sit in their presence of lament with any of them, not especially Artemis or Jasper. I was a shitty friend, I probably still am. I haven’t gotten over my jealousy or my issues. I couldn’t be there for them even if I wanted to, but I at least wanted to show up and apologize, at least to Sera, for everything I did. I wish I could do more, be better. Perhaps in the future, when so much isn’t happening, perhaps one day I could have the courage to face each of them and apologize properly.I walk to a corner, resting against the wall, wanting to be alone before I read the letter from Kamila. She’s neve
ARTEMIS’ POVI grab her before her body can hit the ground, pressing down on her neck that gushes more blood than I can bear to see. “Sera!” I yell her name, my voice laden with begging and pleading for her to wake up, to look at me, to say something—anything at all. Even if it means her hating me for forcing her into this situation, for not being strong enough, I would gladly take it; she need only say anything.The blood doesn’t stop, and she doesn’t move either; her eyes remain unfocused, staring at nothing without the usual glint of light in them. “Sera, please…” I break into a sob, holding her against me, pressing my cheek against her forehead as a wave of agony overwhelms me. She can’t leave me. I won’t let her."Moon Goddess!" I scream, my voice reaching the sky with tears in my eyes, Sera clutched tightly in my arms. Rage burns like fire in my blood. "You said you chose me to make a difference, you said you wanted the circle to end. None of it would make any s
SERAPHINA’S POVHer hands stretch out, and numerous black hands spring forth from the shadows of everyone else, every person that still remains on the school premises, grabbing onto whomever it comes from and pinning them to the ground, myself included. "I only spared you for a moment because you meant something to her, but if you force my hand, I will find joy in crushing you with my bare hands," she seethes, trembling with anger. The shadow holding me down doubles in pressure, and I feel a few of my ribs breaking under it. It’s only a matter of time before she kills me along with everyone else here, and if she does that, there would be no one else to stop her."Sera, don't!" the scream of a female voice pulls both our attention to the far left. It's Olivia, tied down by her own shadow, trembling and in tears, next to an equally captured Jasper... I thought they had escaped. "Don’t do this, Sera. This isn’t you." Her surprise turns into disgust while facing Olivia now.
ARTEMIS’ POVI'm violently shaken awake by someone, and my eyes open, staring at the gruff, manly face looking down at me with concern—a face I recognize as one of the soldiers on my side. "Your majesty," he cries the second my eyes are open, giving me enough space to sit up. I feel as though I've only woken up from a deep, restful sleep, my body relaxed and fully energized once more, which is confusing for an entity claiming to save me for last after wiping an entire race out.I look around the room, everything being the same aside from Sera’s presence. She’s really gone. I look at the large hole in the wall, at the sky that suddenly seems like a darker red shade with clouds hanging around. It really does look like the end of the world. "Report," I say to the soldier, getting to my feet again. "The witch..." He begins, pausing the second I cast a deathly glare his way. "...I mean the princess managed to change the color of the sky as soon as she left the building, casti
SERAPHINA’S POVI blink my eyes for only a second, and suddenly I'm in a garden with the sun setting, showing that half the day has passed. Half the day just breezed past me without being present, almost as if I’m running through today. I'm startled for a second, not remembering coming here at all. I could have sworn that I was back in the hall accepting my new title just a second ago. Yet, I'm sitting on a bench holding the book in my hands, its skin feeling and looking awfully familiar, as if I’ve had it long before now.“How does it feel being Queen now?” A voice cuts through my train of thought from behind me. I pause and look around, meeting my mother walking towards me in her always slowly paced walks. I’d never seen her run, even in times of distress and emergency, and always wished I could be half as regal and calm as she is. “Mother,” I say, standing to my feet and hugging her for a while. Somehow calling her my mother leaves a feeling of yearning in my heart, des