QUEEN LYSARA The human, wolf-born believe the Fae to be flighty, whimsical creatures—dancing under the moon, spinning stories, laughing as if the entire world is nothing but fantasy. Fools. They have no idea of the weight of power, the need for command that has shaped my folk from the beginning of time.We are not merely beasts of beauty and marvel. We are masters. We are masters of fate. And I will witness my plans for Liandra come to nothing because Hailey believes herself above the bargaining terms.Jermaine is mine.He is, from the moment I introduced him to my world, from the moment I wrapped his small body against mine and spoke magic into his skin to mold him into the perfect tool. I taught him, strengthened him, shaped him into something greater than his breed would have crafted.And now, the Queen of All has the audacity to claim that he is hers to command?My mouth curls in revulsion as I pace the length of my throne room. The corridor is still except for the muted hum of a
LIANDRAThe castle glows silver beneath the moon, radiance flooding high windows as I shift silently in darkness. My mother's words are weight upon my mind, the ruling ingrained within me, thread by thread, until I was bound inextricably within."You need to be present when he falters.""You must remind him of his place."Jermaine is ours. Always has been.I won't let them take him from me.The vial of spell burns cold in my hand as I lean back against cold stone hallway, ears straining to hear the sound of guards walking through the halls. The palace is vast, more beautiful than any mortal palace, but I have spent years learning how to travel from one world to another unseen. The moment the guards pass by, I breathe out, allowing the faint sheen of fae magic to run along my skin.A glamour, simple but functional. The wolves are strong, but their senses are not attuned to the fae magic that Jermaine's are.I stroll along the halls smoothly, my own heart beating calmly as I walk toward
FAE QUEEN My hall of court shone with gold radiance, the scent of elder flowers and magic filling the air. My councilors sat before me, muttering strategy to each other, their words dissolving into the sweet thrum of the otherworldly wards that protected my kingdom. Speech of alliances, of backroom politics, hung in the air—our usual gambits, our courteous waltzes past mortal and immortal alike.And then—Darkness.A rush of cold air sliced through the warmth of the room, and the atmosphere shifted. A flood of outside magic wrapped itself into my sanctuary, dense and reeking of death. All the fae in the room froze, the golden glow of the court shuddering as something much stronger than our own permeated.And then—A corpse.Her corpse.Liandra.One moment, I sat at the front of my court, listening to the well-practiced words of my people. The next, my daughter's body materialized in my lap, her body limp, her once-shining skin deathly pale, dead. Her head hung in an unnatural way, th
FAE QUEEN The air within the grand hall of the High Council was electric. Elders, monarchs, and ambassadors from every supernatural race had arrived in haste, at my behest. Their gazes cut through me, some accusatory, others optimistic. It did not matter. They would soon see sense.I sat at the head of the chamber, my throne carved from silverwood of old, its veins thrumming with the magic of my ancestors. The council chamber itself was a wonder—a realm of mist between worlds, spun of threads of power and time. Stained glass copied the stars above, changing with every breath of magic.I had always been patient, measured. But not today.Today, my daughter had passed."Queen Hailey has stepped over a line no ruler should ever step over," I began, my voice an effortless combination of sadness and pent-up rage. "She has murdered my daughter in cold blood. She did not offer any concessions. She did not request justice—merely death. The Queen of All Species, the one who vows to rule fairly
JADENAs far back as I could remember, I had questioned my mother.Why had she relinquished us? Why had she never come back for us? Why had she allowed me to grow up under another's rule while she sat on the throne of all beings?But now, here in this grand hall, watching her hold court in a room full of the most powerful beings in the universe, I finally understood.She wasn't just powerful. She wasn't just strong.She was unstoppable.The Fae Queen had called this council to call for justice for her daughter, to demonize my mother as a tyrant who had killed an innocent girl. But Hailey—our mother—hadn't come to plead for mercy. She had come to command."Justice?" she echoed, her voice firm, but echoing through the chamber like a storm off in the distance. "You stand before me, before this council, and speak of justice?"The Fae Queen raged. "You murdered my daughter!"Hailey did not flinch. "Your daughter broke into my home," she said with cold calculation. "She attempted to enslave
ISAIAHThe moment the corpse of Liandra materialized in the Fae Queen's lap, I recognized there was no turning back what had been started.There are moments in life when paths are laid, when no force—mortal, magical, divine—can alter what has been woven into fate. This was such a moment.I had witnessed war long ago. I had witnessed betrayal, death, and the shifting of power. But even in my vast knowledge of prophecy, there were things beyond my sight, outcomes that I had not been permitted to behold.And now I understood why.Liandra was dead.Not just dead—destroyed.Her mother, the Fae Queen, was a strong one, but Hailey… Hailey was unstopable.I watched the Queen of the Fae cradle the body of her only daughter, cold and lifeless in her arms, her face twisting from shock to horror to madness. The council room felt heavier, as if the weight of her grief had seeped into the foundations of the room.Her fingers crackled with magic, a mad and frantic thing, a mother's desperate attempt
RYANI could still feel Isaiah's words echoing in my head as I ran."Athena has cursed you. You will lose your hold. You will become worse than the idea of death. You will kill a thousand. You will make Hailey watch."The weight of his prophecy pressed upon my chest, weighing me down like a rock set to suffocate me from the inside out.I clenched my teeth and pressed on, my wolf Ares growling and fighting under me. He had been tense ever since that confrontation with Athena and Flora. Initially, I'd thought it was the effect of battle's aftermath, the residual anger of a warrior who'd fought too many battles and carried too much burden.Now, I wasn't so sure.Ares had never been anything other—nature in flesh, wild, a power of. But he'd been mine too. I'd commanded him. I'd controlled him.But lately.Lately, it'd appeared he was receding."Kill. Kill them all."His snarl a constant echo at the back of my mind, a demanding summons that'd grown louder after Athena's touch, after Flora
DAVIDPower. Influence. Control.I had spent my entire life studying these rules, watching those who applied them. And now, it was my turn to play.Flora thought that she was the only one with a plan. She thought I was just a pawn to be used in her game.She was wrong.She wanted to put Azure, my so-called father, back on the throne and have him reverse everything Hailey had constructed. But Azure's day was done.I needed someone new. Someone who could really break her.And I knew just the person.The air was thick with magic as I stepped out of the darkness into the clearing. The witches' territory was well-guarded, hidden from unwelcome eyes, but I had taken precautions.I was expected.A hooded figure emerged out of the shadows, eyes burning with embers. "You shouldn't be here."I grinned. "And yet, here I am."The figure hesitated before stepping aside. "Come this way."I stepped onto the sacred grounds of the coven, the scent of burning herbs and old magic in my nostrils. Here, g
RYANAgony.It started as a dull ache, a pressure in my ribs, then spread like wildfire throughout my entire body. It was like some thing had been wrapped around my soul—tight, choking, unyielding—and now it was being ripped away.I gasped, my head spinning, my muscles freezing as I collapsed onto the cold, wet stone beneath me. The chains that had bound me all these years clattered against the floor, and suddenly—air was mine.The spell was broken.I balled my fists, the rush of power surging back into my veins, my wolf snarling inside me, at last released after months of being suppressed and quiet. I drew in a deep breath, the stale air of my imprisonment now mixed with something else—power. A commanding, familiar, and unbreakable presence.Hailey.She did it.I let out a whoop of breathless laughter, my lips spreading in a savage grin. My mate had broken the spell. And that left only one possibility—anyone who'd placed it there was dead.Athena.I could feel it, the traces of her m
THOMASThe scent of blood and power hung heavy in the air. I floated through the garden like a specter, in fast, striking hard.Jackson didn't have time to blink before my fist hit his ribcage, and he reeled back into the stone table. His wine glass shattered against it, crimson liquid spreading across the ground like blood.He coughed, rolling onto his side, but I didn't give him a chance to catch his breath. I launched myself at him again, claws extended—A shock of energy struck my side.I was knocked back, crashing through a stone pillar before I landed on the ground with a grunt. Fire coursed through me, but I didn't have time to register it. I leapt up onto my feet as Adrian appeared in front of me, fangs bared.“You’re either stupid or desperate,” he hissed. “Attacking us here?”I wiped blood from my mouth and grinned. “A little of both.”Jermaine and Jaden were already flanking me, their wolves prowling just beneath the surface. Aurora stood behind them, golden eyes glowing, h
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