WINTER POV
"My lady!" Jude exclaimed, rushing towards me. I shook my head, signalling him to halt."I've got this!" I yelled."Whoever stands in my way shall die!" Gloria roared, her voice brimming with fury."Likewise for me," I declared, gripping my dagger tightly.I aimed my dagger at her, noting that she, too, wielded a weapon. Its origin mattered little to me; I focused on disarming her without causing harm. Yet, it was evident that Gloria desired to kill me.The battle continued, and fatigue weighed heavily on my muscles, making my limbs feel sluggish, but I didn't yield. In a moment of determination, I managed to disarm Gloria, knocking her weapon aside and pinning her down. She thrashed beneath me, her eyes blazing with wrath, her voice an animalistic growl."You think you can stop me?! You foolish child!" she spat, venom dripping from her words.I held her gaze unwaveringly. "I don't care how powerful you may be right now; I can and will stop you!"Gloria's laughter cut through the forest, bitter and chilling. "You can't!" she shoved me aside, swiftly regaining her footing.Seizing her sword from the ground, she charged at me with full force, poised to impale me. But I couldn't let that happen; I wouldn't.Harnessing my wind power, I intercepted her attack, deflecting her sword precisely. Then, without hesitation, I plunged my dagger into her chest as she would have done to me if she had the opportunity.Gloria's eyes widened, and she staggered backwards. "W-what did you just do, you... bitch!" she cried out, disbelief and pain mingling in her voice."I just killed you, bitch," I retorted, pushing the dagger deeper into her chest. "Since you refused to release the darkness that consumed you, joining your son in hell will be a fitting end!"Gloria collapsed to the ground with a resounding thud. Her words, barely a whisper, reached my ears. "Likewise for your mate."I turned towards her, a mixture of curiosity and dread washing over me. A faint smile adorned her face, frozen in eternal stillness. My attention quickly shifted to Slade as another voice echoed through the air."I can finally die in peace." It was Slade."Never!" I shouted, my heart pounding in my chest. "Don't even think about giving up!" Fear and desperation fueled my sprint towards his side.I clasped Slade's hands tightly, feeling their slight coldness. Furrowing my brow, concern etched across my face, I muttered, "Come on, we need to get you treated. I've already defeated Gloria." But all I received in response was a weak nod accompanied by a pained smile."Jude, help him up. I don't think he can walk," I called out as Jude approached us. He had fought bravely, vanquishing a significant portion of the enemy forces, leaving only a few still standing. Perhaps the ones standing had surrendered and begged for their lives."No need," Slade grunted, his voice strained. "I won't make it.""Don't say that!" I shouted. "The packhouse is just a few minutes from here, and..."Slade gasped, clutching his side, his face contorted in pain."It's only a short distance, and Jude is one of the swiftest runners in the pack. You can survive this," I pleaded, though doubt lingered in my words. I was trying to convince myself as much as I was trying to reassure him, for he was slipping away from me slowly but surely."Please, Jude, run as fast as you can!" I urged as he lifted Slade onto his back, supporting him with care and haste."Yes, my lady," Jude responded.As we made our way through the forest, a sudden and intense pain coursed through my body. While I had experienced intermittent discomfort before, this time, it was more severe, bringing me to an abrupt halt.Jude sensed my distress and halted, his eyes brimming with worry. Carefully, he laid Slade on the ground, his breathing laboured and uneasy."Why did you stop? We need to get him to the infirmary!" Panic laced my voice as I exclaimed."I sense something wrong with his breathing," Jude murmured, his voice cracking with emotion.Narrowing my eyes, I watched as Jude clasped Slade's hand and placed his head on Slade's chest."No..." Jude whispered, his voice trembling. "No, I can't feel his pulse!""What?" I gasped, gently pushing Jude aside. I pressed my ear against Slade's chest, desperately seeking any sign of life."Slade," I whispered, shaking him tenderly. "This can't be some sick joke, right?"Turning to Jude, tears streamed down his face, mirroring the anguish in my heart."No!" I mumbled, my mind racing as I searched for answers."The prophecy," I whispered, recalling the words the seer spoke during the coronation. Though her predictions were not always accurate, a sense of foreboding gripped me, as if this prophecy was already unfolding."The prophecy stated, 'Your true form shall only come after your first test. The enemies shall rise against you in the world's four corners, and death shall give birth to a greater evil. You shall run wild, and only the kiss of the purest wolf shall restore you.'"Though the events appeared out of sequence, they were undeniably unfolding. Tears blurred my vision, cascading down my face as I succumbed to grief. Cupping Slade's face in my hands, I pressed my lips to his, desperately seeking any flicker of life.But his lips were cold and motionless. Cold as death.My hands trembled, and my body shook as I stared into his lifeless, unblinking eyes and the frozen smile on his once-handsome face."He's gone!" Jude cried out, anguish saturating his voice. "The Alpha is dead!""Don't say that!" I admonished him, refusing to accept the brutal reality. "He's not dead. The goddess has a plan. She would never take away my mate. We were fated!"My gaze shifted upward toward the heavens, where the night sky seemed to radiate with an intense glow. The stars shimmered brighter than ever, and the moon cast a luminous aura upon the scene below."Is the goddess mocking me?" I pondered silently. "Is this some twisted test?""He's gone," Jude reiterated, trying to pry my arms away from Slade's lifeless body."I refuse to accept that!" I cried out, clutching Slade's motionless form tightly, rocking back and forth, lost in a world of despair and incoherent murmurs.Was he truly dead? Why wouldn't he respond? Questions swirled within my mind, but answers eluded me.A wail of anguish erupted from my lips, the sheer force of my emotions causing the air around me to crackle with energy. Power surged within me, untamed and uncontrollable.All I desired was to unleash the storm of rage and sorrow consuming me. With a surge of my Wind power, the forest around me transformed into a chaotic tempest.Consequences and those caught in the vortex were of no concern. They had taken away the person dearest to me, and they would all pay for their actions.The gods, the goddesses, the covens—anyone involved!_________Despair.That word barely scratched the surface of the agony consuming me, yet it felt inadequate to explain the pain."My lady," Jude croaked.I shook my head, eyes drifting toward the pyre where Slade's coffin lay."It will be all right," Jude reassured me, and my gaze flickered to his.His bloodshot eyes reflected the grief etched on the faces of everyone present. Since the devastating events of last night, the pack had been plunged into profound sorrow. Not only did we mourn the loss of Slade, but also Damien and Gloria.Although once part of our pack, Damien and Gloria succumbed to the darkness and turned against us. I couldn't ignore the fact that they had been our comrades before evil consumed them. Likewise, I didn't regret their demise."I believe he's in a better place," Jude said, trying to offer solace."What if he isn't?" I questioned, my voice filled with uncertainty. "Who knows where the goddess has taken him? She's the one responsible for all of this, remember?""Barely," the seer replied, approaching us. Her presence in her usual form-old and wrinkled- was not unusual, but this time it felt different as if she deliberately chose to reveal herself.The wind stirred as she moved closer, her gaze shifting skyward. A fleeting smile crossed her face before she looked back at me."What do you mean by 'barely'?" I whispered."The alpha's death was necessary for fulfilling the prophecy," she revealed.Sudden anger surged within me, and I clenched my fists, gritting my teeth. "How does killing my mate make the prophecy better?!" I spat, the words dripping with frustration. In reality, his death only worsened the situation. The true enemies were still out there, and without an alpha to lead us, our pack was vulnerable to attack. Also, it could be our doom as we'd be without direction."That is why you are the Luna," the seer declared. "You will lead the pack."With those words, she walked away, leaving me seething with confusion and anger. "It makes no fucking sense!" I muttered under my breath.Jude gripped my shoulder, a calming presence amidst the chaos within me. "I'll always be at your service. I'll always be loyal to you," he assured me.Exhaling heavily, I nodded, acknowledging Jude's unwavering loyalty. My frustration, however, lingered. Why had the goddess taken my mate? The seer appeared remorseless, and it seemed she had known all along that this would happen on the night of the hunt. Yet, she had allowed us to go hunting without taking necessary precautions."Let's begin," The seer's voice echoed around the gathering.The funeral was unlike any I had witnessed before. Instead of the customary body burning, the seer performed a unique ritual, blessing Slade's lifeless form and bidding him a safe journey—a departure from our usual traditions.My gaze narrowed as I watched the seer apply mysterious ointments to the pyre, her eyes glancing upward with a fleeting smile. Then, she turned to me, motioning for me to come closer with a nod of her head. Reluctantly, I approached her, my steps hesitant.Suddenly, she clasped my hand tightly, her grip firm, and whispered urgently, "You must seek out the rogue king. He holds the answers you've been searching for!""W-what?" I stammered, taken aback as she released my hand.The seer nodded, refusing to elaborate further, before turning away from me. Confusion and curiosity consumed my thoughts. What did she mean by finding the rogue king? And what connection did it have to my own quest for answers?Even as the ceremony ended, her words echoed in my mind. The rogue king... How did he fit into my story?Hello Everyone, this is book two of Fated to my lycan brother, and I appreciate you for reading the book one and making it a success. Kindly give book two a trial and also, leave out gems and reviews. This book is currently in a contest. Aside that, I really want to know my readers and know your thoughts. Thank you.
WINTER'S POVFOUR MONTHS LATERThe door to my room creaked open and closed, signalling the arrival of familiar scents. My mother and Lisa had entered. Without even looking or opening my eyes, I recognised them."Has she even left this spot?" My mother's voice filled the room with concern. "And the stench in here...goodness, it's overwhelming!""I've tried everything to get her up, but all she does is snap at me," Lisa murmured. "That's why I called you. I don't know how else to reach her, and she hasn't been eating properly either.""She hasn't?" My mother's voice echoed, drawing closer to me.The bed sank as my mother sat down, her warm hands tenderly touching my face. Clutching my robe tightly, I bit my lip to suppress my trembling."You can't bring him back," my mother whispered. "He's been gone for four months. You need to find a way to let go."Shaking my head, I groaned as she attempted to pry open my eyes. "No, Mother, you know better than to say that to me.""I do know better,
WINTER'S POVI had lost track of time, crying on the floor until the sound of knocking and Linda's voice snapped me back to reality. Wincing, I stood up and rubbed my numb backside.Dragging myself towards the bathtub, I tested the water's temperature with my leg before easing in. The lukewarm water embraced my body, providing a fleeting sense of solace amidst the storm raging within me. I closed my eyes, allowing the water to soothe my weary muscles and wash away the exhaustion that consumed me, both physically and emotionally.For a brief moment, my eyes fluttered shut, and Slade's image invaded my mind. Memories of our first encounter flooded back—the moment he had rescued me from Kendall and Summer. His captivating smile, the way his eyes gazed at me, and the subtle flirts he would send my way, claiming me as his, even when no one else was watching.I missed it all. The more I reminisced about him, the more impossible it seemed to let go. I couldn't. Slade would forever remain a p
WINTER POV"S-Slade?" I stuttered once again, my heart pounding as I desperately hoped I was not imagining things. The last time I had vivid hallucinations like this was only a month after his death. He walked into the room, looking worn out, and my happiness swelled as I prepared to run into his arms, but then reality hit me—he was just a figment of my imagination.Throughout that month, I had been plagued by this illusion, each feeling so real, only to dissipate into thin air. But this time, it felt different. It felt more tangible, more substantial than the first time.Compelled by my emotions, I approached him; my gaze fixed unwaveringly on his form. My hand instinctively reached out to touch the scruff on his cheek, but Kendall abruptly pulled me back.My back collided with Kendall's chest, jolting me back to my senses."What the hell are you doing?!" he growled, his voice laced with concern."Slade," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. "He's Slade!"Kendall's eyes narro
RAFAEL'S POVI had seen her before. It wasn't the first time she appeared before me. Her waist-length white hair, paired with big blue eyes that widened with each word she spoke, along with the captivating scent that surrounded her, all added to her irresistible allure. There was an air of authority about her that drew me in. She was undeniably gorgeous, surpassing even the images I had seen of her in my dreams.Yet, what puzzled me was why she stood before me now. Could she be the Bride mentioned in the prophecy? The one who would aid me in reclaiming all that I had lost? However, she wasn't the type of she-wolf I had anticipated. She belonged to a pack—a fucking pack. I didn't know her personally, but mentioning Rachel made me realise who she was."I'm Winter Hall," she said, her big blue eyes gazing at me, her chin tilted defiantly. Even her stubbornness made her incredibly sexy. "I am the Luna Queen of the Moonstone Pack." Her eyes briefly glanced down before meeting my gaze again.
WINTER'S POVPacing around the room for the hundredth time, I let out a frustrated breath before walking over to the window. The rogue king—I still didn't know his name—had ordered a room to be prepared for me. Initially, I wanted to object and return to the pack to seek answers from the seer about what was happening. However, he stopped me from leaving.He had dared to halt me and threatened to arrest Kendall if I disobeyed. Manipulating me by using Kendall, he convinced me to stay, only to send Kendall away afterward, claiming he had no use for him. It was becoming absurd, the way everything was unfolding. It felt as though my autonomy had been stripped away. Once again, I found myself confined and unable to act independently.I was the fucking Luna queen, the one who gave orders and had them carried out. After Slade's death, everyone had pledged allegiance to me and obeyed my every command. Yet, I couldn't assert my authority over the rogue king. Even though I sensed something extr
WINTER'S POVJess's words kept echoing in my head. I had always known that Rafael was a tyrannical ruler; his reputation preceded him. But I never imagined that he had killed his mate. I had also never known about the curse that plagued him until now. In contrast, Slade was nothing like that. While one could argue that he was cursed, he wasn't mad, nor was he a murderer of his spouse. Slade was loving—the kind of mate anyone would wish for, and..."You still need to get dressed," a voice interrupted my thoughts.Startled, I turned around to see who had entered. My eyes widened as I recognised my mother standing by the room door. When did she arrive? I must have been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice her presence."Winter," she said, walking further into the room."Mother," I replied, stepping into her embrace. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment before opening them again."I'm sorry...""Why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Leading me to the bed, she gently sa
WINTER'S POVThe room shimmered with the soft glow of flickering candles, casting dancing shadows upon the walls. Their gentle light seemed to mirror the conflicting emotions swirling within me - a blend of sorrow and perseverance.This room, unlike a grand cathedral, had a mystical aura, appearing more like a ritual chamber. It was the largest ritual room I had ever seen, filled with solemnity and significance. At its centre stood a mini altar adorned with an array of flowers in vibrant hues. I spotted Rafael standing beside a figure who seemed to be the pack's seer.Rafael looked impeccable in a sleek, black three-piece tuxedo that hugged his form with precision. The stark white shirt underneath created an elegant contrast against the darkness, and a black bowtie graced his collar. However, it wasn't just his dashing appearance that caught my attention; it was the genuine, wide grin that illuminated his face. He seemed genuinely thrilled to be marrying me.Meanwhile, my demeanour st
WINTER'S POVThe following day, the sound of footsteps jerked me awake from my slumber. Groaning, I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my hair, which I was sure must look like a bird's nest by now.I closed my eyes, feeling a throbbing in my head, before glancing around the room. It was the first time I took in my surroundings since entering yesterday. I found myself in a master suite with minimal furnishings. While it may have appeared plain, it still exuded an air of grandeur and elegance. The walls were painted in a subdued shade of brown, adding to the overall ambience.There was only one large window in the room, providing the only source of light at the moment, as only one chandelier illuminated the space. I must have overlooked it last night due to my eagerness to escape Rafael, even though my attempt had been futile.My ears perked up as I heard footsteps approaching, followed by Rafael's voice drawing nearer to the room. I patted the spot where he had slept last night, real
WINTER POVA DAY AFTER THE BATTLEThough we endured many casualties, victory was ours. Our pack was back under our control, and there were no impending threats.No prisoners were taken from the Vordrak Lycans. Those who refused to yield were beheaded, and their remains left for the vultures to feast upon.Most importantly, Slade had returned. However, he hadn't given me the full acknowledgment I sought.At the moment, I was in the room, preparing for the meeting to announce Slade's return. While some felt it, others were still bewildered.Slade had departed the room even before I woke. I wondered if he was intentionally avoiding me, for he wasn't acting like himself."Maybe you're attributing too much to it," Flora suggested."I doubt it," I murmured. "He's distant. I should be the one relishing his presence the most, but now he seems to prefer others' company over mine.""I don't believe that's the case. He still feels the same way about you," Flora assured."How do you know that?" I
WINTER POVMinutes passed as I waited for Rafael or Slade, unsure which one would wake up first. I hoped one of them would regain their memories soon.However, it seemed like my wait might be in vain. He hadn't stirred since he fell, and he wasn't breathing. I couldn't detect any heartbeat. I wondered if I had overexerted myself."When will he wake up?" I asked Rachel. "I thought it would happen soon!"I glanced back at his body. He was growing cold, and his lips were turning blue. The sounds of battle from outside echoed while I cradled the nearly lifeless body of my mate."What should I do, Rachel?" I looked at her, then at my mother and Emily."Give it time," my mother said, reaching out to touch my shoulder, but I shrugged her hand away."Everyone keeps saying that!" I cried out. "Did I do everything wrong, and why is no one telling me the truth?"Was he going to die again? Tears blurred my vision, and I bowed my head, sobbing against his chest. The sudden wave of grief overwhelme
WINTER POVI was relieved my mother stayed behind. The process of forcing the Blood Moon was even harder than I had imagined. We had been at it for hours since my arrival, and night hadn't fallen yet.Despite drawing on my mother's strength, I still felt weak. It was as if something was trying to drain my energy."It's the babies," Emily whispered."What?" I furrowed my brow, my hands resting on my stomach."They're taking power from you, Winter, so you can't use all your abilities, or you'll end up magically depleted," she explained."Why would they try to take my powers when they know I need them right now?" I questioned.They should have sensed my distress, especially since I'd been using my powers more frequently lately."It's what keeps them alive," the Eclipse pack seer said.She approached me and placed her hands on my stomach, closing her eyes. "You should talk to them."A few seconds later, she opened her eyes. "Rachel and I can lend you our strength, and I'm sure your mother
WINTER POVEven though I glimpsed her briefly on my way to the Silvamemoria Forest, I never imagined she'd come here after all she'd done. No one saw eye to eye with her, and she hadn't offered an official apology for her part in it. I couldn't help but wonder how she'd managed to step in here without being torn apart."What are you doing here?!" It was Kendall who snapped out of his daze first, and he strode toward her, growling lowly with narrowed eyes."Hi, Kenny," Summer smiled, waving at him. "Long time no see.""I'm not delighted to see you," Kendall hissed. "And it would be best if you left.""Don't you think having extra hands could be a help for all of you?" another familiar voice chimed in, and Daniel emerged from his hiding spot."No," I murmured, shaking my head. How had they managed to come here amidst all the chaos?!"We found our way," Daniel said as if he were reading my mind.It felt like the last time I'd seen him was a century ago. His hair was shaggy, and it seemed
WINTER POVI jumped as another shot rang out in the air. It had been happening for over an hour now. Although it was expected, I never thought it would be this soon. It was the day of the blood moon, and it wasn't even morning yet when we were being attacked by the Vordrak's lycan. Some of the buildings close to the large gate of the Moon Stone pack had been hit and were in ruins. It wouldn't be long before it reached us, but I guess they were taking their time.From where I stood in the main pack's building, very much close to the balcony, I could see some of the Vordrak's lycans taking the pack members who weren't fortunate enough to flee captive and beheading them in cold blood. Also, I didn't think it was the dead pack members' fault since we were attacked unaware."My lady," I turned to Jude as he stepped towards me. I saw Linda behind him, as well as Kendall. They all wore battle armor with swords in their sheaths, except Linda, who took a spear. It wasn't as though she couldn't
WINTER POV"Try again," Emily urged for the third time since we left the room. Closing my eyes, I took a slow breath and focused on the candle before me."Ignis (Fire)," I whispered for the third time. Opening my eyes, I felt nothing. I shook my head, stepping away from the pentagram."It's not working, Emily," I admitted. This should be the simplest of spells. I couldn't fathom why it wasn't working, and I hadn't even tapped into my deepest power to draw it out."Your mind is still occupied," Emily pointed out."It's clear," I insisted."It's not," Emily persisted. "That's why I want us to start with the simplest spells, so your powers won't be drained from repeated attempts.""I did clear my mind just as you instructed," I insisted.I hadn't been thinking of anything except the fact that Rafael was in the dungeon, in need of my help.'That means your mind is still occupied,' Flora whispered.'Flora,' I acknowledged. 'What should I do?'Flora speaking to me at moments like this wasn'
WINTER POVTHE NEXT DAYI felt confined in the room, not literally, but I could barely leave without my mother or Denise asking where I was going. Rafael was still in the dungeon, though not locked up like before. I'd been told that, but I didn't trust my mother enough at this point not to.For some reason, she was keeping the truth from me. Pacing, I ran a hand through my hair, then glared at Emily, seated on the sofa in front of me. She'd been talking nonstop about the history of the Vordrak Lycans and how they came to be. I didn't want to hear it. I just wanted a solution. The one, my parents had proposed involved me forgetting about Rafael, which meant I'd forget about Slade, too, if I did it. Saving Rafael was important, but his forgetting me was the last thing I wanted.So, the only sensible option now was to wait for the Blood Moon night to use the moon shadow Blade. It was the only available and effective option I knew, even if it meant forgetting about him."Do you understand
WINTER POV"I am dying," I whispered, gazing at the face of the goddess Selene. She shook her head, her expression distant, lost in thought.I wondered if she shared in my pain, her murmurs never-ending. "Can't you help me?" I implored, but she remained silent, her gaze fixed on me.She only stared at me before shrugging. "Even for a goddess like me, there are limits I can't surpass. As much as I care for you, Winter, there are boundaries I cannot cross." Her voice held a touch of sadness, mirroring the emotion etched on her face."What do you mean by these limits?" I inquired, a hint of frustration creeping into my tone. I lay there, perhaps lifeless, with my loved ones surrounding me. Rafael still needed my aid, and the impending war loomed. Yet, she hesitated to assist."You know I would have assisted if I could," she sighed."Everything lies within your power; a mere snap of your fingers could change it all," I insisted, my voice tense as I glared at her."Like I said, Winter..."
RAFAEL POVExhaling once again, I stood rooted to the spot, unyielding since the trio departed. Winter hadn't budged either.No matter how often her mother offered reassurances, it did little to ease my unease. If only I'd left with Jude and faced the consequences head-on, just as I glimpsed in his eyes. It might have offered some solace.It could have balanced the scales, a punishment of sorts for what I'd subjected Winter to. Yet deep down, I knew that wouldn't be enough. I sighed and began to pace around the room."You should sit down. You'll wear yourself out," Denise advised."Sit?" I scoffed. "I don't think that's what I need."Rising to her feet, Denise approached me. "It's not your fault," she asserted. "I believe you would've shielded Winter if you had the inner strength. I know you never intended to harm her.""I should have shielded her, but I never did," I acknowledged. "I repeated the same mistake I made with my first mate. I'm cursed, shit!""Listen to me," Denise insist