Prince Landon has begun his journey to redemption but believe me when I say it won’t be easy for him. — no. Not when Ciril detests him to her bones and has put him on the list of those she plans to kill… Yeah. On the other hand, someone has an agenda of her own… See yA!
{Ciril's POV} “Do you believe him?” I said now, breaking the silence that lingered between Clord and me as we strolled.Clord had brought out a few coins earlier and I didn’t know how he had managed to get them but then he had suggested that we go use them to get some cooked food and switch up from the raw flesh we’ve been eating recently. I couldn’t say no to such an offer so now, we were headed to an eating house in one of the Packs near the rocky terrain we had settled in and we were going to spend his mysterious coins. I was all covered up and my face wrapped from the sight of the people trailing by while Clord was busy roaming like a free man. He was a Rogue now so no one gives a fuck about him until he tries to get accommodation in a Pack or gets too comfortable in a place for too long.After Ivanka had had him banished, his Pack’s Pendant was ripped away from his neck to signify that he was a Rogue to anyone who would ever run into him. So now, he bore that Rogue presence an
{Ciril's POV} “Looks like we just got rich, boys.”I scrambled up to my feet immediately, and then I promptly tried to cover up my face. But then it was already too late. The situation just went from a frying pan to fire. The hoodlums left Clord alone now as they all started surrounding me so that I wouldn’t escape. But escaping was all that was on my mind so I was hunting for anything that I thought to be an opportunity… and I saw one— a gap between the two he-wolves on my right. I immediately took the opportunity and rushed at them. They were all partly distracted with their bantering and success-story exchange so I successfully squeezed through the middle of both men before they all became alert.I was fast. I would do anything to make sure history doesn’t repeat itself. I’ve been molested in the past and now that these Scrotes were about doing the same and more, I had to do my very best to prevent it.But then…I thought I was quick and making progress as I raced away, but th
{Ciril’s POV} I didn’t feel sad again. I didn’t feel afraid anymore.But then most of all, I didn’t feel weak. I felt strong. Very strong. I had shifted to my werewolf form and with three quiet steps, I moved over to the side and stood there now. I saw Clord halt as he tried to run into the building with whatever help he had brought but then as much as the look on his face was interesting now, my attention wasn’t on him.My attention was on the four Scrotes who had formally wanted to fuck me in turns but who were now trembling away in fear.“Her.. her eyes are truly glowing. What sort of sorcery is this?!” One of them voiced, still in confusion and not that much in fear, while the other two crashed to their knees and started to plead.I had shifted to the exit earlier so now I was blocking their escape as the room had no windows.I gazed upon the four of them now, scowling like never before. I had been stripped before now so I was naked.And I had dribble and dirt all over my bre
{Ciril’s POV} “Clord!”I chased after him while confusion chased after me.I had little time to try to figure out what was happening as Clord just bolted away. He was running so fast. “Clord wait! Stop!” I called. With the sloped topography of the ground, I stumbled and almost fell… and that was when a cold wave of wind slapped against me.It slapped against my skin and I was forced to halt my pace as something didn’t feel right. The cold that met me was too cold to be normal so I stopped and dipped my gaze to my body, and that was when I noticed it. That was when I noticed that I was naked. — I was naked and verily covered in blood and in that moment, I shielded my breasts with one of my arms and sent my other hand down there. My heart began to race. I promptly threw my gaze left and right and this caused me to tense as I realized there were people around— and they were looking directly at me.I swiftly veered my gaze forward and saw Clord as he sank into the forests still scream
Chapter 115 {Ciril’s POV} First, Clord had run away from me.And then he had been frightened by me.And finally, he had told me that I was the Moon goddess’s Champion since he had seen me kill those people.Crazy!I was conflicted by this now and I was confused too. But then mostly… I was scared. I was scared because it was strangely feeling like he wasn’t lying. The flashes.They were gory. I had seen blood, and I had seen bodies— bodies similar to the ones I had seen in that abandoned building before I had run out. I was seated on a fallen tree trunk now and I was thinking. And while I was in my thoughts, my heart was beating very fast. Nothing was making sense to me. Clord was standing on the opposite side to where I was and he was unusually quiet.He hadn’t said anything for several minutes now and this showed his seriousness. And this scared me because we all know Clord is never serious. I was beginning to panic now and it blended with my confusion.I didn’t like what was
{Ciril’s POV} “Wait… Wait!—”“Oh my God!”“You pushed her! You’re crazy! You fucking pushed her!” That was Clord while he had been in my hearing range…What about me?Well, off the top of this Cliff…And down the void.That was what happened to me. That was the list of the events that gave birth to this new twist.I had been studying the distance before impact from the top of the Cliff and I had concluded it could kill someone— anyone who unfortunately descended such a distance. And now, I was the one descending the distance. The Epiphany Of Twists.After the push, I had seen the kid smirk at me with a black sack in his right hand before he went off from my field of vision as the angles dipped. And now, I was screaming. I felt the wind pouring powerfully against my body from the opposite direction but then it didn’t do anything to hinder my fall as I was still streaking towards the ground at an incredible speed.A heart attack would kill me before the actual fall would.I had my e
{Ciril’s POV} I was panting.I was heaving hard.And I was snarling… but then I wasn’t snarling at the Kid or anyone else. I was snarling at myself.I was muddled by what or who I was looking at in the mirror and because of this, I was momentarily distracted from my preplanned slaughter attempt.Clord was still screaming while the Kid was still raised in the air and he was still choking as his neck was still wrapped in my grip… but then my focus wasn’t on him anymore.My focus was on me.I looked angry— very angry. My brows were caved in to an intense manner and the hairs on my face were partly raised to a menacing manner. And then I looked strong— powerful…My eyes were glowing.My eyes were glowing and my hair was caping in the wind in a manner that felt ethereal.I looked like a god.I didn’t want to believe it but then there was no excuse I could find around to give in this moment. I was staring at my reflection in a mirror and although what I was seeing was very conflicting, it
{Prince Landon’s POV} ~ Two Days Later ~ Things have grown dramatically chaotic in the Palace over the last few days. I’m not usually distressed by drama. I usually don’t give a fuck about things like that but this time I’m forced to because the drama involves me. I didn’t want to partake in the cruelty that my mother orchestrated anymore. I didn’t want to feature in her oppressive malpractices. I’ve been a part of it for too long and now, I want to become a different person.I wanted to make up for my mistakes— especially this one paramount mistake that I had foolishly made. My mother had threatened to send almost the entire garrison towards the north because there had been reports of sightings of Ciril over there.She wanted to send warriors out to capture Ciril and bring her back to the Palace but then I had gone against it. I had stopped her. The Seer from the East had made me realize that Ciril was never an offender. He had made me realize that she had been innocent from the
{Landon’s POV} Two news was all it took to make my mother go completely silent. It was expected since the two news were two heavy news. But then for me, it was different. On my right-hand side was a dead warrior who had spilled blood out also good news before he died. — Ciril was alive.I didn’t understand how, but then I was grateful for the fact that she still survived.And then on my leftward area was this General who was perfectly alive and had presented us with grave news. It was disturbing knowledge and I found myself already trembling at the reality of it. The Ferals had taken over the Southern Reigns and now, they were threatening to do the same to the West.— they were threatening to take our home from us. And about months ago, their attempt didn’t seem possible in the slightest but now, it was becoming a dreadful reality. Our people were dying… and being turned into monsters that attacked the survival of the rest.What worse fate could there be?This situation was thr
{Ciril’s POV} I was chained… and a Palace guard strolled towards me now to release me from those chains.But then before this, I had shed blood.… but not my blood. My mother, after receiving reports about Ciril, had thrown everything she could at her, sending about three hundred men to bring down just one female— to kill her.It was a crazy attempt, one that I was not in support of— and because of this, a fight had broken out. I had stood in the warriors’ path just as they were about to leave for the mission to attack Ciril, and I had commanded the warriors to return to the Palace, making it known that anyone who dared overstep would face me.So many of them had overstepped.And so many of them had lost their lives…It had been a massacre at the Central Palace gates yesterday as I tore down warriors who dared disobey my authority.Of course, they had been following my mother’s command since she was their Queen but then I was their Alpha Prince and the rightful candidate for the thr
{Ciril’s POV} All my sessions of training and learning from my mistakes have really paid off as I now knew how to control the Celestial State. In contrast to weeks ago, I now knew how to shift into the State whenever I wanted to.And now that I wanted to, light poured into my eyes and I continued on my journey towards the Palace. I didn’t exactly know my way back to that wretched place but then with my powers, I felt like I suddenly understood the layout of the entire Reigns… and so I could locate the Palace.I continued trudging away now, allowing my rage to take over me. “Ciril!” Feryt’s voice became louder when she realized what was happening. She started calling after me.“Ciril, wait! Stop!”“Ciril!” Clord joined her in the beckoning and I ignored both of their calls.Only the intention I bore in mind mattered to me and the only thing that mattered more was the execution of that intention.The Alpha Queen was the General reason for all my distress. Everything that has ever happ
{Ciril’s POV} Dylan was dead… and my thoughts made me seem sinister. Never would I have thought that a time in the future would come when the death of someone would fill me with so much glee and satisfaction.Never would I have thought that I would be hunting for lives to end— and actually ending them.I had created a list, born out of my anger and bitterness while I had been a tortured slave. And it was a list of people I hoped to kill, but then, at the point of the list creation, I never really believed that I would actually be able to satisfy the list. I never actually believed I would one day be strong enough to actually kill someone on that list. I had just kept adding names to that list as my bitterness and anguish kept rising and I never knew if I would ever be able to fulfill that list.But then my fate had unexpectedly changed… and I was chosen by the Moon Goddess to be the Champion of the Reigns. And now, here I am with the power to thrash my enemies and reign over them.—
{Ciril’s POV} I paced towards him and stood before him, waiting for him to gain full consciousness so I could make him lose it.— Slowly and painfully. This was not going to be easy for him.We made eye contact and I realized that the amount of hatred I felt for this man was intense. The scourging memories came pouring back and they only made me heave more than I was already doing. He became fully aware of my presence now so that he started to tremble and crawl backward… while I paced forward.“No.. no. Stay back!” He voiced but I kept creeping forward. “Stop coming close!” He bawled in his fright and then I stopped walking.And then I bent down to pick up a fairly thick branch from the tree that had fallen. I broke the branch into two and then I swiftly spun and threw both of them simultaneously away into a distance at an angle to my right. Both pieces of wood went streaking furiously through the air… and then slammed into the bodies of the two warriors who had been getting aw
{Ciril’s POV} I wanted to storm at him with everything in me.I wanted to lunge at his face and peel it right off from the skeleton underneath.I wanted to tear open different parts of his body and lacerate his organs.But I couldn’t.I was raging and panting, but standing in a position. “Come close and the fucker dies!” He had Rowan in his clutch and he had his claws to his throat as he glared at me.The men he had around him trembled at the sight of me as they shifted away and hid behind Dylan but then Dylan had his reassurance right there in his arms so he was solid. He knew I would value the life of my mates and he used that against me.I was growling. I was growling furiously and trudging angrily where I stood as I was contemplating my next move and simultaneously trying to control myself. I was crazy furious but then I was conscious and I didn’t want to do anything that would cost Rowan his life.“I don’t know what sort of power this is but I’m not dying today. You hear me?!”
{Ciril’s POV} The circle grew wider.Everyone around me trembled away when my scowl went from fierce to fiercer… and my eyes went from plain to glowing rage…I glared directly at Dylan. I hadn’t spoken or responded to his utterances all this while because I hoped to make a statement with my killing him so I motioned to do that now.But then with my gaze on him, he realized and swiftly jumped into the crowd of his warriors while someone yelled attack. With that, Dylan disappeared from my sight while bodies stormed at me from all sides.Some of the fighters were hesitant to attack since they were frightened by me but then some others weren’t so they stubbornly came for me.MistakeI could hear a hundred heartbeats..I could perceive a hundred scents.. And I could practically sense everyone around me as they moved so I knew every angle everyone was coming from. And with this, when they got to me, my actions spoke louder than theirs.All I needed was one blow— one blow to end their li
{Ciril’s POV} “Bring me her head!” “Check over there!” I heard Dylan’s voice… and I tensed. I couldn’t mistake it. He was my first mate ever and because of this, I had familiarized myself with parts of him during that little moment before he had rejected me that day in the Alpha Mansion’s grand Hall here at RawHowl several months ago.And one of the parts I had familiarized myself with was his voice… and so I was sure to my bones. Rowan, Feryt, and Clord panicked now. I could see it in their expressions and in their movements as they raced about the room, contemplating the next move they would make and measuring how dreadful our predicament was.I just stood there, motionless in the middle of the room… and I clenched my fists. “Ciril!” Feryt came up to me and poured on me her dread. “What are we going to do?! They are burning the whole place to the ground and will soon get to us!” She voiced in her trembling.“We can’t hide here! We are going to die!” Clord joined in the compla
{Ciril’s POV} ~ Three Days Later ~ I was standing in an open space. It’s been two days since that incident at that Neighboring Pack, Grayvel and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.— Or feeling good about it.Lives had been lost but it felt good knowing that I had made a difference.Yeah. Another thing to feel good about was the fact that I was beginning to make improvements in my training…“Okay, Ciril. Are you ready?” Clord asked me as he stood before me in the open space, wearing so many layers of clothes to the extent that he looked like a fat mannequin. He couldn’t even move properly. He was scared of me and emotionally scarred by me and Rowan had bid him to train with me today so that I could gain his confidence by not losing control and killing him once I went into the Celestial State. I was learning how to control myself. After almost killing Feryt and realizing I might mistakenly kill someone else in the future, I made it a must to have control of my powers so Clord h