I pulled away when I realized choking her wasn’t really affecting her.I was raging, tears streamed down my eyes. My father might have made mistakes, but he was a good man; God knows he dodged a bullet when he went for Lydia instead of the crazy bitch. I kicked her hard in the stomach, and she only chuckled, rising to her feet. I kicked her again, and she lost balance; this time she only looked annoyed. I sent a punch to her face, but my wrist met with thin air; she was no longer there but at the other corner of the room.“I didn’t come here to kill anyone, but make one more move, Kaida, and I will make you watch as I kill another innocent from your pack.” She said, Despite my anger, I had to calm down. She was an Empress; it was clear brute force didn’t work on her. As if reading my thoughts, she spoke.“You can’t kill me. Many tried; they all failed.” She said, wiping the blood from her nose. “This is not the reason I am here. You came into our city uninvited; you shot me thrice; cl
ALIYA’S POVWhat the hell was I thinking?After years of studying and reading through half the books in the library, you’d think I would know that common weapons can’t harm demons—let alone the Demon Overlord himself. Even the human girl Daemon had locked away knew that. Yet somehow, I thought I had killed him.What surprised me more than my own foolishness was the fact that I actually cried for him when I thought he was dead—when I thought I had killed him. I didn’t feel accomplished; instead, a part of me regretted it. That very part of me was glad that Daemon still lived. The other reasonable part knew that I was in big trouble; I had angered him, and I would pay for that.The last thing I remember was a cloth being placed over my nose, and then I awoke in his room, on his bed, but this time, my hands had been cuffed to the bedpost, and my legs had been tied with a thick and itchy brown rope. For the past two hours since waking, I had tried to free myself—but I couldn’t. The Empres
"I doubt there's anyone worse than the Demon Overlord himself."“Maybe there aren’t. I am not a good person; I am the villain of the story, and yet… I would kill for you. Strange that all it takes is one woman to knock me off course, history repeating itself.”I didn’t know what exactly he meant by that, and I didn’t really care.“You had no right to drug me.”“You are right, I didn’t, nor did I have any right to tie you up, but it had to be done.”For a moment I could close my eyes and pretend that he was still Trian Valtor, the man I fell in love with, but he wasn’t.“I want to be alone.”“You don’t want that.”“So you’ll tell me what I want now?”“I’m trying to keep you safe, but you aren’t making things easy for me, Aliya.”“That’s the plan; I don’t intend to make things easy for you. I hate you, Daemon. I hate you for deceiving me, and I wish you died.”A dark look crossed his eyes. “I am still the same man you fell for.”“No, you’re not.”“You say that, yet I can see the relief
KAIDA’S POV“Luna, are you alright?” Sarah asked.I had zoned out again. Cynthia’s visit had only been a few hours ago; I still recalled how it felt like being ‘drowned.’ My throat felt sore, but it wasn’t the pain that bothered me. Until now, I had no idea how powerful she was; I couldn’t believe that I thought I could take her. If I had waited even a little longer and gathered more information about her—if I hadn’t rushed into this—things would have been much better. I mean, I know she’d never really let me off, not after what my parents did to her, but I wouldn’t be at the top of her list of priorities.Another surprise was the news that someone had taken the girl. I think her name was... Aliya. I still remembered Alexander telling me about her—how ‘important’ she was to the empresses, and their entire city. Could it really be pure coincidence that she was taken on the same day I attacked the Empress? Or had someone known about my plan, waiting for me to make my move so they could
Alexander led me back to our room, and of course I missed the warm, elegant space.“Are you sure you are alright?” Alexander questioned for the second time, as he studied me.“Of course, I had told you before. I am completely fine.”“You look very pale, and your skin is cold—” He took off his coat and helped me into it, his scent enveloping me. “And you’re a bit… jumpy,” he added. How had he managed to notice all that in just a few minutes?“I’m fine, just… curious.”“Curious about what?”“Back in the healing room, I had a lot of time to think… and I was wondering—do you know anyone with the ability to compel others?”The question sounded even more stupid than I thought it would, and from the amused smile on Alexander’s lips, he thought the same. I expected him to laugh at my curiosity and brush it off, but he didn’t."That ability is completely unnatural. A few sorceresses and witches possess it, but even for them, it's difficult and wears off after some time. The only ones who could
"What?" I exclaimed. "No, you can't stop—I don't mind...""You will," he repeated, seemingly sure of himself."You told me you’ve formed a kind of... addiction to wolfsbane," I said, "You would suffer without it.""Yes. I would face withdrawal symptoms, but not until this incident did I realize how reckless and selfish I had been. Wolfsbane is dangerous—I risked my life taking it, but I did it because I didn’t care about living a long life. I lived for the moment, and at that moment, it had been what I needed to do. But then you came into my life, and I realized I can’t be reckless anymore. I can’t keep living for the moment, not when I have a future with you. I know the pain you would be in if..." He paused, unable to finish. "I don’t want to leave you alone. Ever. And so I have to stop and let my body heal. It might take months, even years, but I will learn. And when I do... maybe then, we’ll have a chance to have a baby."I only realized I was crying when he wiped away a tear with
ALEXANDER’S POV“You really are that pathetic, aren’t you, Commander Aric?” I questioned. Aric didn’t deserve the title—we both knew that.Just when I thought the man couldn’t get any more stupid, he proved me wrong. I had found him before he could reach Kaida. When I’d said I would keep him away from her, I meant it. I had installed high-tech cameras, monitoring nearly every corner of this pack. I had spotted him heading to her room— our room. The pack soldiers had brought him straight to me.“You don’t understand; I have to see her right now.” he said, there was an edge to his voice, but he was in no place to make demands."Well, you don’t get that privilege anymore. You lost it the moment you drugged her, remember?" I reminded him."I—I shouldn’t have lied. I shouldn’t have told you all those things about her not wanting you. You’re all she ever talks about. She cares about you—a lot. And it… it made me jealous. I’ve been by her side for years, yet she never looked at me the way sh
I tried to keep it from her because I didn’t want her to worry about me, but as the days passed, it became harder to conceal.The withdrawal symptoms had kicked in hard. Kaida was only aware of the progress I was making, but I didn’t let her know what I had to endure. I wiped away the blood trickling from my nose. It had been five days since I stopped taking the doses of wolfsbane, and every moment had been pure torment. Breaking free from my ‘addiction’ was easier said than done.I rarely got any work done. The withdrawal symptoms were impossible to ignore— involuntary shaking, random bleeding, a relentless pounding in my head, dizziness, irritability, and the tiny lapses in time that seemed to stretch wider with each passing day without my doses.I stared at the bottle of aged bourbon spiked with wolfsbane, sitting on the wooden cabinet. all I had to do was reach out, take a drink, and it would be all over; the pain would disappear. I hadn’t realized when I rose from my chair and ma
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
DAEMON’S POVThis wasn’t a dream.It was real; Aliyah was back.All I wanted to do was apologize, over and over again, for every wrong I’d done to her. I wanted to beg for forgiveness, but we only had a single day, and I wasn’t going to waste a second of it. I just wanted to make her happy and give her something to hold onto.“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” I asked, and she smiled.“Yes, you have, but hearing it a few more times wouldn’t hurt.”I’d decided to take her away from this pack—to somewhere far from all the chaos and everything that had been happening these past few days.“How did it feel?” I asked, and I didn’t need to say more, she understood exactly what I meant.“Awful. I was there, and yet… not. I couldn’t see what was happening, couldn’t control anything—but I could hear. I heard everything.” She looked up at me. “I did hear when she tried seducing you. And I felt her embarrassment when you turned her down.”Her smile widened.“She might have your body, y
KADIA’S POVTwo packs had been attacked by the flesh-eaters; only a few survivors escaped.The other packs were strengthening their security to avoid being caught off guard. Humans weren’t exempted; many had reportedly gone ‘missing.’ Though their government was doing its best to cover things up, it wouldn’t be long before they could no longer dismiss it as a ‘serial killer attack,’ the work of ‘kidnappers,’ or even ‘wild animal attacks.’We continued to receive a flood of messages from packs allied with us, requesting aid and weapons. No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t help them all. The Nightshade Pack was under curfew—only patrollers and soldiers were allowed outside after nightfall. It was a necessary safety measure, even though the flesh-eaters still lingered to the south.I watched as Alexander opened an envelope and pulled out a letter.“What’s that?” I asked.“A letter requesting aid. What’s the pack’s financial situation?” he asked, and I pulled out the file.“It’s the