ElitaAll eyes turn to him after my speech is over. Dustin’s brows lift as he looks at his friends and then back at me.“ Come on. You must have something on your mind. ” I narrow my eyes on him.“ The plan is to cooperate with the Elves for now, so they take us out of this cave where we can’t use our powers or strength. ” He shrugs nonchalantly. “ and…for everything else, I am relying on you just as you asked. ”My jaw hangs low. I am sure the jaws of others can’t resist either. Dustin just closes his eyes and rests his head against the wall. “ Go on, Elita. Get us out of the trouble you caused. ”His detached demeanor makes everyone fall silent. It’s like he is deliberately refusing to do anything.I slip closer and press my lips to his ear to whisper. “ are you mad at me? Is that why you refuse to help? ”I clench the sleeve of his shirt, cautiously pulling at it to grab his attention. Dustin’s eyes snap open, and his head turns in my direction before our gazes meet.“ I understan
ElitaThe footsteps draw closer, deliberate and unhurried, and the sound echoes through the cave. My pulse quickens as I glance toward the entrance. Before I can move, Dustin’s grip on my arm tightens, his calloused fingers pressing firmly into my skin.“Stay put.” He orders in a voice so low it’s almost a growl. His eyes glint like sharpened steel as they cut into mine. “Don’t poke your nose into this.”I stiffen, my jaw clenching at his tone, but I stay silent. Dustin doesn’t look away. It’s as if he is silently daring me to disobey him.The Elf appears at the mouth of the cave, stepping into the dim light. He is tall, unnaturally graceful, his silver hair falling like liquid silk over his shoulders. It takes me a moment, but I realize he is the same Elf I stumbled upon in the woods. The color of his hair and eyes has changed. The faint glow of his eyes—pale and predatory—sends a chill down my spine. He stands there, studying us with a cruel smile tugging at his lips.“ Well.
ElitaI was the last surviving werewolf in the world—a fate worse than death. Once, the werewolves and Lycan Kings ruled the lands. We were united, powerful, and unstoppable. Now, I walked alone among the land of the savage vampires and cruel humans. It was my betrayal that ended our rule and destroyed my race until I was the sole survivor of the war that wiped out everyone.But I didn’t regret what I did to end up here, in a world where the history of Lycans and werewolves was long forgotten. Because I had him. Levian Seisti, the original vampire, and a man who I thought was my mate.He loved me, or that’s what I believed. He said he was my destiny and so, I followed him blindly even when I never felt the connection with him.Until…he turned his back on me and my illusion shattered. The vampires and humans were now hunting me down, to end the legacy of werewolves, to end me.I ran and pleaded with everyone I knew. I waited for Levian to come to save me. I prayed to the Moon God
Elita“ No! ” I scream and sit up.It feels like I am still burning. I rub my arms and my face, trying to extinguish the fire but it keeps aching and itching.“ Is it my punishment? Am I in hell, to burn for an eternity? ” I cry out, looking around the dark room. The walls are closing in on me and I can’t breathe. My whole life flashes before my eyes, and I am stuck at the point where the Lycan King was murdered before my eyes years ago. That’s when everything started going downhill, that’s how the werewolves lost against the vampires and humans in the war.If I had not become the reason for the death of the Lycan King, the werewolves would still be here. At the fading memory of his face in my mind, tears slide down my cheeks. He died because of me, yet I can’t even remember what his eyes looked like in that last moment of his life.Until now, it didn’t hurt. But now, all that’s left is a gaping hole in my heart that is filling with regret for what I did. Suddenly, a door creaks o
Elita“ You will attend the selection Ball. Don’t try to run away again or you will have no legs in the future. ” The strict, angry Alpha on the other side of the desk hisses. “ If you serve me no purpose, you have no right to be alive! ”I blink, staring at him. He heaves a heavy breath and holds my gaze before a look of confusion takes over.His features match the face of the body I am inside. Blue eyes. Blonde hair. He is my father. I mean…the father of this body, Lana Redley. He is Alpha Redley, a powerful Alpha in the North who can influence even the Lycan King of the North, Dustin Landric into doing things for him. According to my information, he fed his daughter silver which is deadly enough to kill a wolf, even if it’s an Alpha’s daughter.Something inside my chest burns at the thought. I shouldn’t be angry because I am not Lana but fearing him and despising him is like…muscle memory of this body.When I don’t say anything, his frown deepens. “ Why are you not replying to m
ElitaI stare at the vial in my hand and grimace. It is a bright red liquid which is warm to touch.As I stare at it, Alpha Redley’s stern words echo in my ears. ‘ All you have to do is to drink this potion right before you meet the King. It will attract him to you and he won’t be able to hold himself back. He will mistake these effects for a mate bond. ’I sigh, hiding the small bottle in my right palm. It’s a Love Potion, that’s all Alpha Redley should have said. But I don’t think he is aware of the whole fiasco this potion can cause.Once I drink it, every man around me will become a lovesick puppy and will pounce on me like an animal if I don’t use it properly.I hum. Maybe, Alpha Redley knew that but just didn’t care to tell me. He is fine as long as Dustin is among those love-sick puppies.“ Lady Lana, stop pouting. ” Donna scolds, and grabs my chin to pull my lips apart. “ It doesn’t suit an Alpha’s daughter to pout. ”I blink and shake my face out of her hold. She frowns at m
ElitaDoes this mean I am going to die tonight?“ Oh, shit! ” I blurt. “ I am damned. ”“ Lana! What language is this? We are already here. Refrain from saying such words. ” Donna whisper-yells but I can not focus on that anymore.I am walking to my death.I wince, as I am literally forced down the carriage by Donna.She pushes me in the direction of the open gates of the Wolveshire Citadel. “ Go on! Best of luck! ”I take a step forward, preparing myself to face the inevitable. “ And Lana?! ” Donna calls me out again.My trance breaks as I hum, not in the mood to reply to her.“ If Alpha King is anywhere close to killing you, just remind him that you are Nora’s best friend. ” She chimes as if that fact alone can save me from death.“ Who is this Nora? ” I wonder, completely dumbfounded. But I receive no answer. When I glance over my shoulder, the carriage is already gone.I stand there and stare at the bright, golden decorations from afar until a warrior comes to lead me inside the
DustinIn our world, what do people want the most? It’s power. If they are not born with it, they do anything to get it. They can commit any crime, any sin, any unthinkable act to just become the one person who controls several others. The excitement of commanding someone is just too tempting to pass on. To know someone is at their mercy makes it all the more thrilling. People…love playing God. And when it comes to werewolves, they are worse than any average human and vampire. They thrive on their hunger for power, to be more than what they are, to be at the top of the hierarchy.I am not any different. I like power, and what I can do with it. But the only difference between them and me is that…I was born with power. I was destined to be above the rest of the people—the vampires, humans, the werewolves. And…they don’t like that. “ Alpha Redley is dealing with that witch again. ” Ronac discloses and lingers close to the door.“ And what is he buying? ” My lips curve slightly. “
ElitaThe footsteps draw closer, deliberate and unhurried, and the sound echoes through the cave. My pulse quickens as I glance toward the entrance. Before I can move, Dustin’s grip on my arm tightens, his calloused fingers pressing firmly into my skin.“Stay put.” He orders in a voice so low it’s almost a growl. His eyes glint like sharpened steel as they cut into mine. “Don’t poke your nose into this.”I stiffen, my jaw clenching at his tone, but I stay silent. Dustin doesn’t look away. It’s as if he is silently daring me to disobey him.The Elf appears at the mouth of the cave, stepping into the dim light. He is tall, unnaturally graceful, his silver hair falling like liquid silk over his shoulders. It takes me a moment, but I realize he is the same Elf I stumbled upon in the woods. The color of his hair and eyes has changed. The faint glow of his eyes—pale and predatory—sends a chill down my spine. He stands there, studying us with a cruel smile tugging at his lips.“ Well.
ElitaAll eyes turn to him after my speech is over. Dustin’s brows lift as he looks at his friends and then back at me.“ Come on. You must have something on your mind. ” I narrow my eyes on him.“ The plan is to cooperate with the Elves for now, so they take us out of this cave where we can’t use our powers or strength. ” He shrugs nonchalantly. “ and…for everything else, I am relying on you just as you asked. ”My jaw hangs low. I am sure the jaws of others can’t resist either. Dustin just closes his eyes and rests his head against the wall. “ Go on, Elita. Get us out of the trouble you caused. ”His detached demeanor makes everyone fall silent. It’s like he is deliberately refusing to do anything.I slip closer and press my lips to his ear to whisper. “ are you mad at me? Is that why you refuse to help? ”I clench the sleeve of his shirt, cautiously pulling at it to grab his attention. Dustin’s eyes snap open, and his head turns in my direction before our gazes meet.“ I understan
Elita“ She told you not to look the Elves in the eyes. Why did you have to do that, Striker? ” I hear a familiar, dark voice hiss. It has to be Alpha King Aleister, and he sounds angry. “ No supernatural powers work directly on the Lycans. ” Striker snaps back. “ I just looked up before setting everything on fire, and then…just…stopped. The surroundings changed, and I couldn’t see him anymore. It’s not my fault. I didn’t know the magic won’t work on me but will work on the surroundings instead. ”I shudder, pressing myself agaisnt the hard surface under me. It’s warm and so…electrically soothing.My muscles stiffen when I register my thoughts. Instinctively, I touch the surface with my cold fingers and sigh under my breath.Dustin.My eyes crack open, and I crane my neck back to look at his face. He lowers his gaze to mine and blinks calmly.Aleister and Striker are still bickering in the background. But their voices sound muffled in my ears now.I am lying on Dustin’s chest, the si
ElitaThe man’s footsteps are silent as he leads me deeper into the woods. He moves with a kind of grace that makes my skin crawl, each step so fluid it’s as though he is floating. I follow, even though every instinct in me screams to turn back. There is no sound except the faint whisper of leaves under our feet and my own uneven breaths.I keep glancing over my shoulder. The shadows stretch long and twisted behind me, but nothing is there. At least, nothing I can see. They are making sure to hide well. Just like I instructed. “ We are almost there. ” The man says, his voice soft and melodic, like a lullaby drifting through a darkened room. I hesitate, shooting another look over my shoulder. Now, I really do need a sign that they are around. Hiding so well doesn’t seem that great of an idea to me. The man’s words send a cold prickle down my spine. “ Will more of your friends be coming? ”My heart leaps painfully into my throat. I force myself to swallow, to steady my voice. “ Ma
ElitaI bolt upright, heart pounding as if it’s trying to break free from my chest. Dustin’s words echo in my mind, clearing out every other thought. Tyson is gone.I glance at Dustin, expecting him to offer an explanation, but he just leans back, his expression unreadable. The calm mask he wears doesn’t fool me. There is a storm brewing beneath his surface—one I am not sure I want to see unleashed.Before I can tell him to calm down, a loud thud shakes the ground. My head jerks up as a figure descends from the sky, landing with an eerie grace. I recognize him immediately—King Aleister. His piercing eyes scan the area with laser-like focus, their intensity making me feel small.And then, like a shadow summoned by Aleister’s presence, King Striker appears. His aura radiates heat, his fingertips glowing with a strange flame—purplish and orange, flickering in the cool night air. The sight sends a chill down my spine.Aleister’s gaze shifts to Dustin, completely bypassing me as if I am
ElitaDustin stands beside me, his usual unreadable expression in place, while the Kings—Aleister, Striker, and Tyson—say their dramatic farewells to their mates. The scene feels like something out of an old tale, with tears, lingering embraces, and whispered promises of safe return.It’s not like the Kings are going to get lost on their way. But the women are over-emotional. Must be due to their pregnancy hormones, I reason. I watch silently, letting the moment stretch, knowing that no one bids me farewell. There is a strange comfort in that—it makes leaving simpler.Finally, the goodbyes are over, and we set off. My horse moves ahead of the group, and I can feel their eyes on my back as I guide them toward the Northern border. When we arrive, the forest looms tall and silent before us. Striker pulls his horse to a stop and gestures at the boundary.“ This line marks the start of the vampire lands. ” He says. “ You are not leading us there, are you? ”“No. ” I reply firmly. “ The
ElitaWe stayed there until a warrior from the Pack came to get them. When they left, a strange calm befell my heart. For some time, it felt like I could finally breathe without feeling a weight pressing down on my chest.It was because I believed what Dustin said. As long as he lived, no harm would ever come to my brother and sister. Even after I am gone, he will make sure that they are happy.I am finally leaving my siblings with someone who will not disappoint us. And with their sister, who will wake up after I leave, I am sure they will grow up into good adults. Those thoughts keep revolving in my head as we make our way back in silence. When we reach the Wolveshire Citadel, the night falls, and thick clouds hang in the sky.I crane my neck, my head pressing against his chest. Tonight, even with the stormy weather and no stars in sight, everything appears so beautiful and wholesome.“ I… ” I didn’t know you would count me as someone you had to make happy. I want to say, but I can
ElitaThe evening air carries a gentle chill, brushing against my face as I lean slightly forward on the horse. The forest around us is dark but alive, each rustle of leaves whispering secrets I am too tired to decipher. Dustin’s warmth presses against my back and his arms around my waist steady me as we travel on the same Stallion again.“ Did you see her too? ” I ask curiously, turning my head just enough to catch a glimpse of his sharp profile. His gaze doesn’t falter from the path ahead, his jaw tightening at my question. “ It’s personal. ” I let out a dramatic sigh and roll my eyes. “ Seriously? Personal? We have shared things way more personal than dreams about the Goddess, Dustin. You know…I see her in my dreams, too, so I am wondering if she comes into your dreams and tells you things. ”I wait for him to be curious or surprised or anything, but Dustin remains as calm as ever. And he doesn’t respond.The silence stretches, filling the space between us with something heavy,
Elita“ Shouldn’t you be discussing things with your friends? ” I walk closer to the man standing close to the shore, looking at the sea.I think if I look for him, I will always find him near water. Another thing to be noted about him.“ Shouldn’t you be doing more women things like packing instead of exploring the Wolveshire Citadel? ” Dustin shoots back without glancing my way.I come to a stop beside him and huff. The strong breeze sways my hair, making me grab the strands falling into my eyes to hold them still.“ Who told you that I was exploring the castle? ” I wonder, and look at his side profile.He glances at me from the corner of his eyes. His brows lift as he notices me standing there, still gripping the strands of my hair. “ I don’t need anyone to tell me what happens in the castle. ” Dustin turns to face me and reaches up.Surprised, I almost stumble back but catch myself at the last moment. His eyes narrow as he grips my hands and pulls them away from my wild hair.“ O