Katrina’s POVThere was chaos on the battlefield.The sound of swordplay and Lycan howls filled the night air, making the ground quiver beneath my boots. The breeze was perfumed with smoke and blood, and the sounds of combat blended with the cries of the injured. As I whirled, avoiding an impending blow from one of Davos's fighters, my heart raced.I snarled, sank my claws into his chest, and launched him into the air. My motions were quicker and my body felt stronger. I felt a burst of power from my hybrid talents that I had never experienced before.Beside me, Shaun was engaged in combat, his blade tearing through the enemy ranks like a hurricane. Davos's forces were pushed back by our men who maintained the line. We seemed to be getting the better of it for a while.Then everything was different.From the distant side of the battlefield came a massive, deafening explosion. I was pushed off my feet by the intensity of it, and a wave of fire and dirt shot into the air. With m
Katrina's POVA violent storm that never ends.As Lycans, werewolves, and Thomas's dark soldiers engaged in combat, the ground shook beneath my feet. The roar of flames devouring the once-pristine valley blended with the howls of the wounded. The ground was deeply scarlet with blood, and my lungs were burned by the pungent smell of death.I was having trouble thinking. was having trouble breathing.But I was powerless.With my instincts more acute than ever, I avoided a ferocious swing from one of Thomas's warriors. He pointed a knife at my heart, but I sped up, my body responding before my thoughts could catch up. He fell at my feet as my claws cut across his throat.Beside me, panting, Shaun was drenched in blood, some of it his own. His gaze shifted in my direction. "We have a limited amount of time to hold the line!"I looked around the battlefield. He was correct.They were pushing back our forces.Wild and unbridled, Davos's Lycans ripped through Thomas's men, yet for ev
Katrina's POVShaun's breathing was shallow and his body was lifeless in my arms. The soil was stained by the pooling blood beneath him.I held his face while my heart raced. "Please stay with me!" Fear tightened my throat, and I cracked my voice.A faint smile tugged at his lips as his eyelids fluttered. "You saved both."My vision was obscured by tears. Naturally, I did. I'll always go for both.However, I was losing him.I pivoted, lifting my son into my embrace. His tiny body shook as he held on to me. His voice was no more than a whisper, "Mommy."I kissed him on the forehead. "Don't worry, sweetie. I've got you.However, it wasn't acceptable.Shaun was dying.The surrounding battleground faded into the distance. The screams of the injured, the growls of Lycans, and the clang of swords all subsided.Panic gripped me as I applied pressure to Shaun's wound. "No, no, no. Avoid doing this. Stay with me.I was unable to let him go. Not in this manner. Not right now.Mi
Katrina's POVDavos was motionless as he lay in my arms.His once-powerful and haughty golden eyes were now dim and flickering like a dying light. Blood gathered under him, seeping into the ground and discoloring his formerly immaculate armor.I tried to stop the bleeding by pressing my trembling hands against his chest, but there was too much blood and too many cuts.He was dying.Right in front of me, the magnificent Alpha King, the guy who had once claimed me as his own, the father of my kid, was vanishing.I also had a decision to make.Either save him or let him die.I ought to let him go.Davos had committed heinous crimes. He had pushed his way into my life, played tricks on me, and pursued me like a predator. I had resisted his attempt to claim me. He had sparked conflicts, claimed lives, and brought about unspeakable pain.Freedom would result from letting him die.His era of power would come to an end.Shaun's pack, my people, and all others who had opposed him would be
Katrina’s POVThe smell of blood, smoke, and death was carried by the wind as it howled across the battlefield. There was still one battle left in the war, which was almost over.Lucy.Her sharp red eyes gleamed in the moonlight as she stood across from me. Her body had been twisted into something hideous by her transformation into a Lycan. Hatred creased her once-beautiful face, and a sly smile bared her sharp fangs.She circled me like a predator and spat, "Katrina, you should have died long ago." "But I'll see to it that it takes place tonight."I gripped my claws tighter, breathing steadily in spite of the fire burning inside of me.I said, "No, Lucy," in a chilly tone. "This is over tonight."She laughed ruthlessly. "Are you certain you can murder me? following all that I've endured? after everything I've turned into? She threw her arms wide, her enormous Lycan form emanating raw power. “I am stronger than ever. I have nothing left to lose.”“That’s where you’re wrong,
Katrina's POVThere was silence on the battlefield.I couldn't get rid of the feeling that something wasn't right, even though the ground was covered in golden light from the sunrise.It should have been the end of the conflict.Lucy had left. They had spared Davos. Thomas's army had dispersed.Nevertheless, an eerie shudder ran down my spine as I stood among the rubble, surrounded by the dead and the dying.It wasn't only me who sensed it.Shaun was standing next to me with his hand on his sword's hilt and a somber expression. His instincts were still on high alert, and his body was stiff."There's something wrong," he whispered.I looked across the horizon and nodded. "You mean it doesn't feel like a win?"Shaun let out a loud sigh. "No. There seems to be a pause.A pause.Not a conclusion.My stomach began to feel nauseous.To put an end to this war, we had battled, bled, and almost perished.What if it wasn't over, though?But what if this was only the start?I looked at our
Katrina’s POVIt was a restless night. I was unable to fall asleep even after our war meeting was over and we had put plans into action.Everything weighed heavily on me: the prophecy, Thomas's escape, and the uncertain future.I watched the flames flicker feebly against the darkness while I sat by a campfire's dwindling embers. I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes, even if the soldiers around me were at last sleeping.Beside me, Shaun sat with a firm and steady presence. Although he hadn't spoken anything in a long time, I could tell that his thoughts were as troubled as mine.I broke the stillness at last."When we had the opportunity, we ought to have killed him."Shaun rubbed the back of his neck and let out a breath. "Yes."He didn't say anything else.Just one word, but it included all of our shared regret and annoyance.I searched his face as I gazed at him. "Do you believe he is observing us?"Shaun's mouth clenched. "I'd wager it."I felt a chill go down my back.Th
Katrina's POVIt was as if the planet had stopped breathing.The Seer's words continued to reverberate in my head, swirling about me like an uncontrollable wind."The prophecy is not entirely accurate. The focal point of what lies ahead is your child.My heart thumping, my fingers freezing, I stood motionless.Beside me, Shaun held his blade tightly. His expression was unreadable, but his body was stiff. This—this was more than fury, and I could feel the anger burning inside him.Fear was the cause.Mira took a step forward. With her gaze fixed on the Seer, she questioned, "What do you mean?" "What's that darkness? Which prophecy?As though she had endless time, the Seer grinned slowly and strangely. "Your son was supposed to be strong," she replied quietly. That he would take the lead. However, there is a cost to power.I made myself talk. "A cost?"The Seer gave a nod. "Katrina, your kid is more than just a leader. He is essential.I felt a chill go through me."A key to
Katrina’s POVAs we gathered around the frayed scroll, its mysterious lettering flashing in the faint torchlight, the atmosphere was heavy with suspense. Every time my heart beat, it served as a harsh reminder of how much depended on us. We had arrived to the deserted Lycan ruins, a location lost to time, thanks to the mystery. I felt the old carvings under my fingertips as I moved them over the stone walls. Relics from the past. Back when werewolves and lycans weren't adversaries. When they were one, that is. Shaun was standing next to me, looking over the ruins with amber eyes. "This place gives me a bad feeling." Mira let out a loud sigh. "Whether you like it or not, this is where the puzzle took us. Here is the solution. I looked to a big archway at the far end of the room and nodded. Beyond it, the blackness went on forever. I got a weird feeling that we were closer than ever before, like a weight pressing down on my chest. "We move together," I murmured while holding onto m
Katrina's POVThe air shifted around me, thick like a heavy mist, pulling me under. My body no longer felt like my own. The world faded, the ground dissolving beneath me until I was floating in an endless void. I wasn’t sure how I got here—one moment, I had been gripping the scroll the temple guardian had given me, reading its cryptic words, and the next, everything had gone dark. I took a slow breath, steadying my nerves. This was part of the trial. I had known there would be one. The moment I touched the scroll, I felt something pull at me, dragging me into a place beyond the physical world. But I hadn’t expected it to feel so... real. A soft whisper echoed through the void, a voice both foreign and familiar. "You're not prepared." I spun, searching for the source, but there was only darkness. Then, out of nowhere, a figure stepped forward. My breath caught. It was me. Or rather, it was a version of me—one twisted, darker. Her eyes blazed an unnatural red, her lips twisted
Katrina's POV The icy frost seeped into my bones as the wind howled across the rocky summits. As we ascended more into the mountains, I felt the weight of our mission bearing down on me with each step. The faces of the slain flashed before my eyes, and the remains of the previous fight still troubled me. There was no time to mourn, but we had just about made it out alive. Shaun walked purposefully in front of me, his golden eyes searching the way. The cold air made Mira's breath haze as she walked next to me. We all remained silent. All we could hear were the distant howling of wolves borne by the wind and the crunch of snow under our feet. The temple was near. I sensed it. Legends about a secret temple tucked away in these mountains, unaffected by time or conflict, have persisted for ages. An ancient order of werewolves, warriors pledged to defend a holy weapon—the sole sword that might finally put an end to The Crimson Alpha—were supposed to guard it. However, getting there woul
Katrina’s POV The world continued to rotate. For a minute, I believed I had lost everything as darkness engulfed me. As I pushed myself to walk, I gasped for air in ragged breaths. The air was still heavy enough to choke on with the stench of decaying dead and burning flesh. They had lost the fight. We had had to back off, almost making it out alive. We had been teasing the Crimson Alpha. Now that much was obvious. Beside me, Shaun moaned and clutched his side, his fingers dripping blood. Mira was so tired that her body was shaking and her face looked pallid. We weren't dead, but we were shattered and bruised. Something has to count for that. I took a deep breath and looked around the remains of the former enemy stronghold. It had long ago been wrecked by the battle, and all that was left was eerie quiet and crumbling stone. It was our lone haven of safety and a place to rest before confronting the next nightmare. I had just risen to my feet when I became aware of the wall marks
Katrina's POVThe air was still pulsing with the black energy, dense and oppressive. My limbs shook as I forced myself to get up, my body hurting from the blow. I could still hear the Crimson Alpha's low, mocking voice. "Do you really believe that this will be that simple?" I pumped oxygen into my lungs by clenching my fists. Around me, the battlefield was in flames. It was a sickening, suffocating smell of death, fire, and blood. The zombies weren't stopping, which was the worst part. The enchantment that held them together would not allow them to rest, and they continued to rise. It wasn't normal. False. Shaun landed next to me, gasping for air. His golden eyes were searching the battlefield in despair, his mouth clamped hard. He snarled, "We need to figure out how to stop this." Mira just avoided a zombie warrior's sword before skidding to a halt beside us. "He's getting stronger—that blast." He is consuming them. off their demises. My eyes returned to The Crimson Alpha. His
Katrina’s POVMy bones were cold by the laughter. That voice seemed familiar to me. Heavy, ancient and wrong. The Alpha Crimson. As his enormous figure rose out of the smoke, the flickering firelight created unsettling shadows. His presence was oppressive, and his crimson eyes burned. Mira's face was pallid when she stumbled next to me. "No." Shaun gripped his sword tighter. "He ought not to be present." However, he was. And he wasn't by himself. The earth trembled. Dark energy surged across the air, frigid and inhuman. As the battleground evolved, the wind howled. The first hand then exploded from the earth. decaying. Clawed. alive. I became cold. An additional hand. A corpse emerging from the ground. Then another. And yet another. Until the dead crowded the battlefield. We had lost our fighters. Those who had given their lives for us. They were battling against us now. It felt wrong on the battlefield. The air had become heavy, dense, and strange. It was burr
Katrina’s POVSharp, constant pain throbbed in my ribs, but I made myself sit up. With bodies moving, weapons clashing, and the smell of blood heavy in the air, the battlefield remained a blur. My body was screaming for me to stay down and breathe, but I was unable to do so.With Mira out there, no.She was in charge of a mission that had the power to alter everything, somewhere beyond the mayhem.Shaun squatted next to me, his expression tight. "You ought not to be moving."I cleaned my mouth of blood. "I have no other option."His eyes grew gloomy. "Mira will take care of it."I forced myself to stand up despite the pain in my limbs and let out a sharp exhale. "She must."Because we would all fail if she did.The night was thick with tension and pressed against my skin.Somewhere out there, Mira and her crew were sneaking through the enemy's fortifications, moving like ghosts in the dark. Destroying their supply chains wasn’t just a mission—it was our only chance. If they fa
Katrina's POVThere was chaos on the battlefield. The air was filled with the sound of warriors shouting, bones shattering, and metal clashing. The smell of blood permeated the moist ground under our boots. Everything was going too quickly. I was standing in front of The Crimson Alpha one moment. The next, we were surrounded by war. My troops and his collided. From the woods came the Shadow Cult, their swords harsh and keen, their cloaks moving like liquid shadows. And among it all—Lycans, untamed and unmanageable, destroying everything in their path. Beside me, Shaun was engaged in combat, slaying warriors as they surged at him with his sword, which flashed in the moonlight. Like a ghost, Mira maneuvered between adversaries, striking in unexpected places. Then there was me. I had changed. I felt it in each motion and blow. My strength was unparalleled, and my body was quicker. I was able to sense everything, even the changes in the wind, the movement of the trees, and the blo
Katrina’s POVThick with the smell of rain and worse, the wind howled through the trees.Blood.Smoke.War.My heart was pounding, yet I was standing on the hill with my chest tight and my breathing regulated and calm. His army was spread out over the valley below us like an unstoppable force.The Alpha Crimson.And at last he had shown himself.Shaun was quiet as he stood next to me, his jaw gritted and his blade tightly grasped. Just behind us was Mira, whose fingers were twitching at her sides and whose breathing was irregular. Nobody said anything. Nobody made a move.Since none of us anticipated this.Below, the army was enormous. Thousands. Perhaps more. Lycans. Werewolves. creatures I had never even seen before. Their bodies shifted in the darkness, their luminous eyes flickering in the night. Awaiting. observing.And he stood tall in the middle of them all.The Alpha Crimson.Even from this distance, his presence felt heavy on my chest. His physique was bigger tha