"I've stopped going by the name Ethan a long time ago," I told her.“But that’s the name your mother gave to you.”“I hated it.” Kate looked up at me. “Then my apologies, King Alexander.”“Leave us.” I said to the soldiers, and they walked away. “We are alone now; you said you needed to speak to me.”“Yes. It’s about the Demon Overlord.” Sebastian said.“He had been gone for years; what about him?”“He has risen, and he now lives amongst us.”“I do appreciate your efforts in coming here to tell me about your discovery. If that is all, you may both leave.”They both exchanged glances. "I know you're angry. I never once visited you all these years… it's just that I couldn't..."“Save it. Explaining wouldn’t be necessary.”“She is your grandmother.”"She is also a stranger," I said, turning around and walking away from them.“I'm sure by now you've seen the signs. Don't you want to know why you're able to wield and control flames?” He called out, and I paused. “I can help you; I know we
I didn’t say another word. I just watched him take gulps straight from the bottle of wine. When it was finally empty and nothing was left to drink, he lit a cigarette."Alexander..." I began, and he exhaled a slow stream of smoke in my direction. He did it again, and I snatched the cigarette from his mouth, tossing it aside. "What is your problem? You're the Alpha and King, and here you are getting drunk and wasting away.""I'll choose this over being the Alpha King any day," he said, pulling out another cigarette. I wrapped my hand around his, stopping him, and for the first time, he really looked at me. I noticed his red, bloodshot eyes; he was in pain; finally, I could tell. “I don’t like hurting women, but touch me again and I might reconsider.” He said, his voice cold, Alex had never spoken to me in that manner before. I should give up; at least I tried my best. I should leave before things got really messy, but the advisors had called for me because I was the only one who could
I walked to the bathroom, the packet of pregnancy pills in my hands. I emptied the contents of the packet into the toilet and then flushed. This was my home now; if the time came to bear children for Alexander, then I would do my duty. The Dawn pack would have to learn to stand strong; they would have to learn to be bold and demand their rights.The dining hall was going through reconstruction; of course, everything would be replaced, and there would be no clue left of what happened there.“So, why did King Alexander tear down the poor hall? It didn't deserve that.” Aric said.“I don’t know, perhaps he grew bored of seeing the same stuff each day and thought… maybe it would be a good idea.”Aric smiled. “You don’t want to tell me, do you?”“I…can’t.”“I am your friend; you know you can tell me anything, and you also know that we can’t keep secrets from each other.”He was right; he was all the family I had left, and yet telling him this without asking Alexander’s permission didn’t fee
Maybe I should have tried to know Haga better. I always thought it would be prying, but perhaps all he needed was someone willing to listen.“That’s why you’d rather not answer the name Haga, isn’t it?”“Yes, names, I believe, have a way of shaping a person’s future. My father knew that when he named me Hagaziel, so I’ll prefer to be called any other thing but that name.”"You are a good person, even if he never cared to see it. The fact that you still attended his burial, despite everything he did to you, proves that."“He might have been a monster, but he was still my father.”“You’ll always have a place here at the Nightshade pack – I hope you know that. I will make sure you are well taken care of.”“I’d love that, but I won’t be staying.”“Where would you go?”“Back to my pack. With my father dead, I am now the Gamma of the Moon Valley pack. I knew my father would have abhorred the idea of it; he probably believed I would die and the title would be passed to my younger brother.”“
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and perhaps it’s best I invite my grandparents to the pack, right my wrongs.” Alexander said.“I agree, but how would you get to them?”“Now that I know for sure they’re both alive and exactly what they look like, the odds are in my favor.” He said and then walked to me. “Thank you, Kaida, for what you did back there, and just so you would know, I’ll never hurt you—that threat, I didn’t mean it.”“I understand, Alex. You were mad and angry, and you should be. It’s alright.”He placed a kiss on my forehead and then on my lips, and our eyes locked in an intense gaze. “You make me feel sane, Kaida.”“You make me feel more…alive.”He was the first to look away. “I need a shower.” He says.“I need one too.”He smiled—a genuine smile. I stripped off my clothes, but before I could step into the bathroom, he picked me up and carried me to the shower enclosure.He finally set me down. Turning on the shower, he took the bottle of shampoo and applied it to my
I stared at the letter, tears streaming down my face. I read it over and over until every word was etched into my memory. My gaze fell to the date—it was written just weeks before his death. A sob escaped my lips, and I let it all out. I cried, my tears soaking the paper. Why hadn’t he told me? I would have understood, but he had kept it to himself.‘I forgive you, Father. For everything.’ I muttered.I stared at the paper one last time, unable to shake the feeling that the final line didn’t belong. The words ‘Avenge me.’ didn’t sound like my father’s, yet the handwriting was his. And maybe, just maybe, he truly believed I could do it."Kaida." Aric's familiar voice called. I had been too caught up in the letter to notice him approaching. Despite myself, a flicker of embarrassment crept in at how easy I had been snuck up on—I should have sensed his scent or heard his footsteps.I had my back to him, and I quickly shoved the letter into my pocket, but there was no need; he had already
ALIYA’S POV“I should have known; gods forgive me for being so stupid. Of course, you will fall in love with him; of course, you will break every rule and destroy everything we’ve spent years building just for one man.” Empress Julia said to me, her eyes filled with clear disgust and disappointment.I was in her chambers, naked and on my knees, awaiting my punishment.I had never seen her look so furious before, but I couldn’t even bring myself to care about how she or the other Empresses and High Regents felt.“You let him into your bed, didn’t you? I imagine he must have been quite the man.” I said, and her whip lashed across my skin; it took every will in me to hold back the cry threatening to escape my lips.“I wasn’t the one the gods chose; she chose you, and now you’ve shamed her. Did he defy you?”“What I did with him is none of your business, Julia.” I sneered at her.The whip landed against my chest this time, harder than before. “Oh, I will find out; I will dig my hands int
Five days. That’s how long I had stayed without food or water. My stomach rumbled for the one thousandth time; I was sore to my bones, I couldn’t even stand properly on my feet. I looked through the tiny window, watching the birds fly. I envied them. At least they were free. Maybe I might die of thirst and the god of light could find another ‘Chosen’. The door was unlocked, and Julia walked in, a tray of food in her hands. My mouth watered instantly. “Hungry?” she asked, and despite myself, I nodded. “I brought you some food. But you will have to earn it. The last time we met, you said so many blasphemous things. I know you didn’t mean them. The deal is simple; all you have to do is stand before the other empresses and confess your crimes.” She said with a smile. “Confess my crime? I committed no crime.” I said my voice sounded dry. “You condemn an innocent man to death; YOU are the problem, you and the other twisted empresses. To hell with you all.” The smile on her face disap
I walked past the patrolling soldier and Phil, who followed after me.“I thought you said you were leaving? I was worried you’d do something rash, so I came after you.”Good thing he and the other patrollers hadn’t witnessed what happened earlier.“Plans changed. Guess I was about to make a rash decision — but I changed my mind.”“Are you okay?” Phil asked, inspecting me.I knew I didn’t exactly look my best — I’d spent god-knows-how-long in the healing room, then ran straight to pack my bags, dressed in nothing but the white gown the healing wardens had supplied. My eyes must have been red from crying. But every other person in the pack looked the same, if not worse.They were all mourning Alexander—I realized.Many cast pitiful glances at me.“Why did he have to go?”, “He was too young to die,” “He ‘was’ the best Alpha the pack had ever had.”Everyone had something to say about Alexander.I could hardly believe I’d run past all these people without noticing a single thing. On the wa
KADIA’S POVI woke up in the healing room.A pair of blue eyes watched me — Daemon. He looked… different, and it wasn’t just the new haircut. There was something about him that made him seem more human."Daemon," I called; my throat felt so dry.He seemed to have already prepared for that. He passed me a glass of water, which I quickly emptied.Everything came flooding back — the news about the plane crash. It became harder to breathe.“Kaida. Calm down.”"He's gone — he was in the plane when it crashed."I yanked out the tubes attached to my arm and rose to my feet. The movement had been too abrupt; the room seemed to spin.I felt hands guiding me back to the bed. I couldn’t hold in the tears.“He shouldn’t have been there. I made him go, and now…”“Stop.” Daemon said, cutting me off. “He is not dead. I visited the site; I didn’t find anything that indicated he was among the ones that died.”“You were at the site?” I asked, my heart speeding up with renewed hope.“Yes. The moment I h
ALEXANDER’S POVMy blurred vision slowly cleared, and I realized I was in what looked like a small, empty room.The wall facing me was made of thick, transparent glass.I couldn’t tell how they managed to get me in here—there was no window or door, only a narrow slot likely meant for passing food and letting in just enough air to keep the ‘prisoner’ alive.I could only assume there was some kind of hidden entrance.My hands and ankles were bound with thick silver chains.The chains felt excessive—I could barely move a muscle.More wolfsbane than I’d ever consumed in my entire life had been pumped into my system, completely immobilizing me and filling me with this nauseating, sickly feeling. I hadn’t realized I was shivering until I noticed the tremble in my fingers.The room was chillingly cold, and with the wolfsbane suppressing my werewolf abilities, I was no exception to the cold. I tried to summon flames. Nothing.Maybe I was just too weak to summon the flames. The crushing feeli
1KADIA’S POVWhen I discovered the news of my pregnancy, I had been so happy. But I knew a lot would have to change.I had to be more cautious—for the baby. That meant I wouldn’t be able to keep training the pack soldiers for much longer. Of course, I’d have to give up that duty eventually and it had become a part of my life. I would have to watch my diet, too. And then there were other things. Like the fact that I would grow big, and I might not look the same. My toned stomach which I had spent years working on would be no more.This had been the type of life I once abhorred, but everything was different now—I wanted this. I could see a future with Alexander, filled with laughter and little kids running around, and the thought made me smile.Lara was the first person to find out I was pregnant.After I discovered the pregnancy test was unmistakably positive, I was as scared as I was excited.Lara happened to be visiting the pack, and we kind of bumped into each other. She was all s
KAIDA’S POVThe flesh-eaters were all gone. Packs that had been destroyed were slowly rebuilding; the chaos had finally settled. But there were still many things to attend to—like the few humans who now knew that dangerous supernatural beings lived among them.The human president had reached out to us; He was ready to pay whatever sum was needed to keep creatures like the ‘flesh-eaters’ away, as they could cause civil unrest among the people. He was willing to pay even more so things could return to the way they were when humans and supernatural beings lived separately.Alexander sent a letter back, assuring him that the ‘creatures’ were gone and that things would continue as usual. What they didn’t realize was that many werewolves and supernatural beings already lived among humans. They owned major companies and enterprises worldwide. From popular clothing brands to tech products, much of it was secretly controlled by the werewolf community.One constant worry lingered on my mind —
JADE POVEarlierI had chosen to spend my final hours in the little underground lair just beneath the small house I owned.At the other side of the room, trapped behind a magical wall, was a flesh-eater. I had captured it and brought it back here. If Aliyah does go through with her words, then the creature wouldn’t last until the next day.Hours passed, and the beast remained caged—still alive, still stupidly trying to push through the magical barrier I had created to contain it, no matter how many times it got scarred from trying.I wouldn’t blame the girl if she backed out; she had every right to make that decision. She was young and in love—it wasn’t easy to let go of everything for people who were mostly strangers.Beside me was a picture of Ralph. The only one I had, and the only thing that had accompanied me through the years. Many would say I lived a lonely life, but that was the only way I knew how to live—though it hadn’t always been that way.I thought back to when Ralph wa
DAEMONAliya was in the same silk white nightgown she’d slept in. A soft breeze blew through her silver hair. She looked surreal, like an angel. “I have to do this.” She said, and I could see the determination in her eyes.“No, you don’t have to do this. I told you I would find a way…”“There is no other way.” she said, cutting me off. “This is the only way. I can end the war, and this is what I have to do to end it.”I’d remember those words in the dream I had. She’d told me how she could “end the war.”Those eyes stared at me like she could read exactly what I was thinking.“Do you love me enough to let me go?” she whispered—and that’s when it hit me: it was never a dream. “The undead would be gone if Solene died. The war would end if I took my life—with this dagger.”“Tell me one thing, Aliyah. If you were in my place, would you let me go?” I asked. Tears spilled down her cheeks. She didn’t answer, maybe because we both knew what that answer was. “Why in the hell do you think
ALIYAHI stood watching the lake.The memory of what had happened here resurfaced, and I smiled. There were still so many things I had yet to do, so many adventures waiting out there.I looked down at the dazzling diamond on the engagement ring Daemon had given me. It must have cost a fortune, but that wasn’t why I thought it was beautiful. It would always be my most prized possession because of what it signified.Now I could see the truth—Daemon would have given up his title to be with me.I didn’t deserve his love. I didn’t deserve him. And yet, I wanted him.The best days of my life were the ones I spent with Daemon. Truly, he was the greatest gift life had given me, and I would always be grateful for that.But I had to make a decision.**FLASHBACK**“I need to speak to the girl alone,” Jade said, and I watched the others walk away, leaving me alone with the sorceress.“I remember it all,” I confessed. “I remember how many people died because of me… how many others I killed.”“That
“What did I taste like?” Aliyah asked.“Different… better.” If that was even possible.“That’s because I still have her powers. Even if she’s locked away, she’s still in there.”“You feel her?” I asked.“I hear her. She never stops reminding me that my time is ticking.” Aliyah said.“I will make her pay for what she did to you,” I promised.“She will pay.”…In moments like this, we truly see the vanities of life. Wealth, power, titles—none of them hold any true value. What truly matters are the small, fleeting moments shared with the people you love. Those are the things that endure.Time, too, is a precious thing. It belongs to no one, and no one can stop it. Aliyah walked out of the bathroom.“This is the best bath I’ve had in a really, really long time.”“Would have been better with me in there.”“Maybe, but I’m sore, and we both know you can’t keep your hands to yourself.”“You’re right about that. Now take a seat.”“Why?”"Or stand, if you prefer," I said, watching her raise an