JACKSON Doubt sat heavy on my chest like an iron cage. I had walked back and forth for hours, my mind contemplating all the various things that could have occurred to my mother and father. Hailey was gone, and Ryan had already been kidnapped. The more we sat here planning for what felt like forever, the more frustrated I became.I wasn't cut out for this—waiting, planning, hoping. I was a man of action, a doer who seized the situation and took control of it before things started to spin out of control. But this? This was chaos plain and simple, and I hated it.I expelled a sharp breath, rubbing my temples as I stood before the large war table where my brothers and our allies stood. Maps covered its surface, revealing the known territory of Connor and his warriors. Jaden was wound tight, his fingers drumming against the wood in irritation, while Turtela wore an edge to her otherwise warm aura. Alexia, my mate—our mate—remained quiet, her arms wrapped tightly around her chest as she st
HAILEY My nostrils were filled with the scent of wet earth and blood as I ventured into David's spell-protected castle; they thought they hid it well but nothing in the supernatural world stayed hidden from me because I could easily see through runes, spells and any form of enchantment placed on anything, it's one of the biggest advantages of being Queen. I moved fast, my form tense with the kind of strain only war could ignite. The battle was drawing near.And I would be taking hell with me.I could make out the far-off mutterings of warriors patrolling the perimeter, oblivious to the storm that was gathering to pour down on their heads. They had stolen my mate and dared to incarcerate the Alpha King. They caught him unawares, while he was weak after returning from a battle yet they think it'd be that easy? Did they think to keep Ryan from me?Fools.My claws bared as I stalked toward the massive hideout nestled deep within the rocky terrain. The fortress was cut into the face of a
AURORAI had seen much in my life—radiant feasts, epic battles, and even the hidden glories of the Fae realm—but nothing so awe-inspiring as the vista that stood before me now.A ruin. A complete and utter ruin.The great castle, hewn from the face of the mountain, now smouldered in ash, its remains clinging to walls that barely stood. A curl of smoke drifted into the air, its acrid blending with that of charred stone and spell. It was ruinously beautiful.And at its centre stood my Aunt Hailey.She was a picture of strength, hair streaming in the wind, golden eyes burning with the sting of battle. Beside her, Uncle Ryan stood unwavering, bloodied but very much alive, his wolf-like aura as dominant as ever.Jaden, Jackson, and Jermaine stood there silently, each one absorbing the devastation in their own quiet way. Alexia was keeping her mouth open, eyes staring in horror. Even Adrian, the ever-aloof Vampire King, raised an eyebrow at the show.Me, though? I smiled."That," I breathed
FLORAThe ash taste still lingered on my tongue.The ravaged hideout burned behind us, the ashes of our shelter a black wasteland little improved upon nothing. Smoke writhed into the night sky like the agonized cries of the dying.That foul queen.My hands clenched at my sides as David and I ran through the dense forest, our cloaks whipping about us in the wind. My entire body ached from the fight, from the loss. Years of careful planning, of subtle manipulations, all undone in one night by Hailey and her abominable arrogance.And to add insult to injury—she destroyed the relic.Anger simmered beneath my skin, a fire that could not be extinguished.Hailey.That pesky, meddlesome, holier-than-thou queen.She thought she had killed me. She thought she had ruined my plan. But all she had done was delay the inevitable.I dug my nails into the nearest stone wall, my breath coming in short, furious gasps. I could still hear the crash of that vase shattering under her hands, still feel the l
HAILEYThe war room was as quiet as a tomb when I stood at the head of the long obsidian table, my eyes locked on Alexia. The tension was thick and heavy in the air, but I didn't care about anyone's discomfort. Not today.Alexia sat stiffly across from me, her hands clasping the wooden chair arms as if they would keep her anchored against the storm she knew she was about to encounter. I could see it in her eyes—the conflict raging within her, the turmoil seething her heart and mind.I had endured it long enough.The others watched, waited. Jaden, Jackson, and Jermaine remained against the walls, each mask a face. Turtela hovered near, her smile tinged, anxiety shading her countenance. Even Ryan, freshly recovering from what transpired between Flora and David, possessed a keen interest in the predicament before them.I stormed at them."Leave us."Jaden took a half step closer, his jaw compressing. "Mother—""I told you to leave us." My voice was as sharp as a razor, my order absolute.
ALEXIA The night air was thick with magic. I felt it pressing against my skin, surrounding me like a force field. The castle walls, usually strong and solid, now hummed with energy, charged by the full moon suspended high in the sky. Three days. All the time Hailey had given me to decide. To accept or decline my friends. Three days to unravel a lifetime of doubt, fear, and denial. Now there was no time at all. I looked at my reflection in the large gilded mirror in my bedroom. My blonde hair cascaded down my back, my green eyes burning with a tempest of emotions I had no idea how to control. I looked the same as always—confident, lovely, poised. But inside? Inside, I was a disaster. My fingers shook as I pressed them against the wooden vanity. I had spent so long attempting to deny the pull, attempting to justify why I couldn't—shouldn't—be theirs. But the truth was agonizingly simple. I was afraid. Afraid of losing myself. Afraid of being something less in the shadow of thei
JADENThe weight of Hailey's ultimatum hung over me like a thick fog. Three days. That was all Alexia had. Three days to decide whether or not she would accept or reject the bond that tied her to my brothers and me.And now, beneath the full moon's dark sky, I sat in our shared chambers, tension coiled tight within my muscles.Jackson stretched out on the couch, looking relaxed, but I noticed the restless flutter of his fingers against the armrest. Jermaine stood at the window, looking out at the moon with a face that couldn't be read.We didn't say a word.Because none of us had any idea what was coming.I exhaled a sharp breath, pushing myself off the wall I was standing against. "Think she'll show?" My voice was low, but my words echoed in the silence.Jermaine didn't turn from the window. "I don't know."Jackson snorted. "She doesn't actually have a choice. Either she takes us, or she lets us go. The question is—" His gaze met mine. "Can you handle it if she says no?"A muscle tig
ALEXIAI'm tensed around the triplets, it's a full moon, my emotions are wild, my arousal potent yet I can't bring myself to loosen up; asides the fact that I'm two years older, I've always only seen the boys as my siblings but all of my impressions of them pale in comparison to this day.Jaden is the first to move towards me, spraying peppery kisses at my neck, my back and nipping at me with his fangs. A moan involuntarily slips out of me and Jermaine is suddenly next to him, as I try to keep a grasp on the emotions flying round me, he tears of my cloth while Jaden kisses me long and hard; I'm gasping for breath, breathless, lost and certainly unaware of my surroundings. At some point I'm lowered to the bed and Jackson is on me, his kisses are sweet, dominant and pleasurable and as I try to get used to the feeling, suddenly I feel long fingers in me, then two hot mouths on my nipples, it's too much, the pleasure is so heightened that I am lost and as my first climax rips through me,
AURORA" Damn Auntie, you certainly are queen."I looked at her.At Her.The Queen of All Species. The Unbreakable. The one whose name carried the legends' weight and whispered fear into the hearts of the enemy.And yet, up until this time, I had never truly seen her.Hailey between the dying sparks of magic, power still snapping in the air like a tempest that will not be silenced. Light and darkness curled about her as though the universe knew whom it was dealing with. Outside, wind howled, but inside was only silence—thickness, gagging, wonder-struck silence.I had believed myself strong beforehand. But facing her there, looking at her after what had just transpired between us, I realized something profound."I see now," I gasped, my words struggling to come above the still-pulsing magic.Those eyes turned upon me—aged, knowing, unreadable.I gulped, perspiration tickling against my skin. "I understand why every mighty ruler wanted you as his wife."It wasn't her power, though that
HAILEYThe moon rode high in the sky, dropping a chill silver light across the castle grounds. I rested my arms against the railing on the balcony's edge, drawing in deep gulps of the night air. My hands grasped the railing tightly as I fought to suppress the fury simmering in my blood. Ryan was lost. Athena had cursed him. And that could mean only one thing—tonight, we hunted.Behind me, Aurora stepped forward, her golden eyes burning with determination. She had not spoken a word since the devastation in the war room, but now there was a tempest raging inside of her, quietly. Her wolf was restless, hungry for revenge."Ready?" I asked.Aurora nodded, rolling her shoulders. "More than ready."I turned and moved towards the door. We did not need an army to accomplish this. This was a personal matter. Athena had crossed a line, and she would suffer the consequences.As we strode through the castle corridors, the torches along the stone walls started to dance furiously, reacting to the s
JADENThe air in the war room was so tight you could strangle on it.Jermaine sat at one end of the long wooden table, folded arms crossed over his chest, face immobile. Jackson was leaning back in his chair, scowling as he beat a single, slow finger against the armrest. I couldn't sit still, pacing up and down the length of the room like a caged animal.The silence had lingered for too long.Then Jermaine finally spoke."We must discuss the prophecy."Jackson mocked. "Now you're interested in it?"Jermaine's eyes narrowed. "I've always been interested."I stopped pacing, spinning around to face them both. "Then why do you sound like you're only bringing this up now?" I snapped. "Ryan—our dad—is missing. Can't we be more worried about finding him rather than arguing about some prophecy that's been hanging over our heads since we were born?"Jermaine expelled a rough breath, gazing at me as if I were being silly. "We're not dealing with any prophecy here, Jaden. This one tells us that
ALEXIAThe weight of it all descended upon me the moment I stepped into my chambers. I had barely a breath, a thought, a chance to untangle the chaos that was occurring around us. It was as if the world had decided to come apart at the seams, and we were all just trying not to fall into the abyss.I perched on the edge of the bed, my fingers jammed against my temples. Hailey, Thomas, Isaiah, Jaden, Athena, Flora—too many pieces in motion, too many threats lurking in the background. And in the middle of it all, I was supposed to be stronger, smarter, more capable than I was.My fingers curled into fists. Isaiah.He had looked… tired. No, not just tired—drained. His presence, usually so steady and enigmatic, had been unraveling before my eyes. And Jaden—he had wanted answers, but the anger in his eyes had been too much, too un contained. If I had not intervened, I had no idea what would have happened.I got up and left the room, my strides quick and determined. There was no time for bro
THOMASThe stench of sweat and blood clung thick in the air as I stepped into the dungeon, the torches flickering to send leaping shadows across the cold stone walls.Bound to the heavy chains screwed into the floor was Connor, self-proclaimed King of Bears. His massive frame rested forward, but even in chains, he was a giant—a monster barely restrained. The fool had actually tried to attack me. Big mistake.His amber eyes snapped to mine as I entered, brimming with raw fury. Good.I had wanted him angry.I had wanted him desperate.Because desperation made men stupid. And stupid men made mistakes."You've finally risen to confront me, coward?" Connor swore, blood frothing on his lips. He strained at the chains, testing their limits, muscles distending. "I should have known you'd creep back to this world. Only vermin won't lie still dead."I smiled and approached him. "Watch it, Connor. Warnings aren't going to get you out of this one."His laugh was low and guttural. "Save me? From y
JADENI stormed into Isaiah's rooms without knocking, the door slamming against the wall so hard I'm certain I heard the wood crack. The old man didn't even flinch. He sat in his usual spot, hunched over a table littered with scrolls and books, candlelight playing on his face like flickering fire.He didn't even look up.I didn't have time for his riddles or his ancient sage advice.I needed answers."Where is he?" I growled, advancing. "Where is my father?" Mother was slipping, she's acting like she's fine but she's not. Her mate is missing yet the weight of the entire species lies on her. She'd crash and when she does it won't be pretty so before she does, we need to find him first.Isaiah finally looked up, his face unreadable, as though he had been waiting for this. His silver eyes looked at me, calm, indulgent, as though my fury was but a storm that would blow over.I know you can see things others can't," I went on, my voice low and threatening. "So don't tell me you don't know.
HAILEYThe palace was still.Moonlight streamed through my chamber window, casting silver streaks on the marble floor. The weight of duty pressed on my chest, heavier than the blankets strewn over me. Sleep had been a fleeting luxury, stolen in brief moments between crises, but tonight, exhaustion finally claimed me.Or so I thought.A shift in the air caused a shiver to trickle down my spine. My wolf roused, a low growl thrumming in the recesses of my mind, but I did not stir. I had learned long ago to recognize when I was being watched.A presence lingered in the room.Gradually, I opened my eyes.He was at the foot of my bed.Thomas.I had forgotten how to breathe for a moment. All those years, and he had not changed—same pointed jaw, same frigid eyes that once looked at me with warmth and then, something darker.For a moment, I was hurled back through time, to a version of myself who had loved him, once dreamed of a future with him. And then the reality slammed into me like a tida
LOGANI had fought enough battles in wars, on the bloodied battlefields and in the intricacies of politics. But here, within the dark, narrow passageway of the palace, gazing into Flora's frosty eyes, weighing with each and every strand of my being, I realized it was a different kind of battle."Do what?" I barked harshly, my tone as chilly and unforgiving as the edge of a steel sword.Flora tilted her head, a tiny smirk curling on her lips. "It's simple, Logan. Bring Alexia to my side. You're in charge of her. You've known her since she was a child. You raised her."I let out a laugh, devoid of any humor, shaking my head. "You're desperate to think that I'd ever betray Hailey."Her expression didn't change, but I caught the flicker of annoyance behind her eyes."This is not about Hailey," she said smoothly. "This is about the future. About power. Alexia was chosen, and she requires guidance. Proper guidance."I edged nearer, my voice gentle. "And you believe that guidance should come
HAILEYThe air seemed with strength, thick with something eternal and sacred. I had witnessed countless wonderful things during my lifetime—seen soldiers appear and disappear, watched kingdoms collapse and rebuild—but nothing could ever have prepared me for what I was witnessing here.Alexia was at the center of it all, her eyes wide with horror, her body trembling as the last vestiges of the Priestess's magic coursed through her. The woman who had been the linchpin of magic in our world lay dead at her coven, her dying act deciding Alexia's fate in ways none of us could have conceived.I edged forward cautiously. The room was unstable, as though the very nature of reality was spinning on its axis around us. Members of the Council, who had gathered to behold either remained stunned in silence or fell to their knees in prayer. Sacred magic which the Priestess once wielded now belonged to Alexia.Her head snapped toward me, eyes blazing with a light that fastened them on mine. For a mom