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Aliana Nikolas and I found ourselves on the brink of confronting a genuine fear of loss after a considerable respite. Every precaution had been taken to ensure the safety of our family. Our commitment to shielding and empowering our children, particularly Mathias, reassured us that they would thrive wherever life took them. Despite this confidence, the lurking threat of the Pictorians lingered in our minds, knowing that our loved ones would be defenceless if they ever materialised. Our fervent hope remained that such a dire circumstance would never unfold. Unfortunately, that hope and the hope of keeping our family intact were dashed away. Seeing my daughters shaken and wounded upon arrival to Snow awakened a new fear in me. Isabelle would have died, too. Nikolas would have lost his only living parents and two daughters tonight. We would have been the greatest losers tonight. Even though I was afraid, I thanked fate and the goddess for ensuring their victory, for blessing my daught
Jasmine After the meeting, I returned to the room assigned to me. I took off the bandaid around my neck and examined the wounds in the mirror. It was gone as if they weren't there. I should be glad, but there was a hollowness in me preventing the joy of the healing I had received. I felt like a walking shell; fear of sleep and the unknown engulfed me. I knew I should be grateful for my abilities, but it felt like a heavy burden. It gave my uncle hope but roused fear in my father. I could understand my father's fears. I was his little princess, after all. I also understood Aeron's reasons for requesting to train me. I knew it wasn't for the purpose of giving us a fighting chance. It was for the purpose of giving me a fighting chance. Somehow, it gnawed at my heart that those wolves were sent to take me out. Stasia had borrowed my powers, after all. Goddess, forbid me to be alive and use the same powers against the bitch. It was a personal vendetta, one that would have cost the liv
Aeron. Morning finally came, and it was time to sneak back to the beta quarters. Jasmine was wrapped around me, holding on tightly, and I decided to wake her up to ensure she wasn't trapped in another dream. I caressed her cheek gently. I watched her scrunch her cute nose and shift a bit. It was a relief to see that she was fine because she was completely unresponsive the last time. Not wanting to trouble her sleep because she was clearly very tired, I quietly snuck out of bed and left. I was lucky not to bump into anyone on my way back to the room allocated to me. I was really careful, but the moment I opened the door, I found my grandfather sitting on the bed. It was apparent he was waiting for me. I was glad to see that he was okay and a bit ashamed that I didn't check on him while he was receiving treatment. I just hoped the old man wouldn't take it personal. He cleared his throat the moment he set eyes on me, and I closed the door behind me. "Coming from Jasmine's roo
Aeron I showered and made sure I cleaned up thoroughly. King Miles was kind enough to send us clothes. The clothes we were bringing with us were scattered at the accident scene, so it was a kind gesture on the king's part. I freshened up and dressed. When I was done, Rukky invited me to join everyone for breakfast. "Are you up?" I link Jasmine. "At the dining waiting for breakfast," she replied, and I chuckled, glad that she was awake and would be there. "You should have woken me up this morning," She told me. "Trust me, Solnishka. I checked to make sure you were fine before leaving," I linked her back and quickened my pace to get to the dining room. When I arrived at the dining room, the only people who weren't there were my grandfather and his wife. I bowed and greeted the kings and the Queens present, and then I greeted Jasmine and Ivory as I should royalty. Jasmine blushed, feeling uncomfortable. I had yet to tell her parents about us, so I had to behave accordingly, but ev
Aeron King Nikolas wasn't fazed by the things I told him. In fact, he was amazed by it. I had thought he would feel threatened and maybe think I would try to take over his kingdom, but that wasn't the case. "Well let's just hope Pictoria isn't as far as it seems, 'cause I would hate to say goodbye to my daughter," he said after I had said everything. His words resonated with me, and the last thing I would want to do was take Jasmine away from her people. They were also my people, and I would hate to be away from them. It was a bridge that we would have to cross when or if we got there. The life-threatening, world-destroying issue we faced was too huge for us to hope for the future now. Survival was all we could hope for, and even that seemed bleak. "King Piotr has arrived," King Nikolas said, getting up from the chair, just around the time King Miles opened the door to his office. Sometimes, it was hard to think the three men were kings. They were humble, playful, and down t
Aeron I arrived at the situation room, and everyone was there except for my grandfather and Isabelle. I guess she has yet to recover fully from her injuries. I was glad she was alive because my grandfather wouldn't have survived if she had died. Ivory and Jasmine sat with Rukky. They both looked exhausted, and I wondered what Rukky might have put them through. After what we experienced yesterday, it was normal for Rukky to overdrive them. I just hoped she was making progress and not exhausting them. My eyes went to Jasmine, and she smiled at me. I knew I had to tell her we were fated since I had informed her parents, and a wedding seemed to be in order, according to her father, because Queen Aliana made no mention of it. It would be better if she learned from me than from them. Looking at her, it was obvious her parents had yet to have a discussion with her. I just had to find the right time. Maybe tonight. I respectfully inclined before the kings and queens in attendance.
Mathias After seeing the gash on Laila's chest, I had to call the nurse to treat it. The way the nurse reacted when she saw it gave me the notion that she actually believed that I was the one who inflicted the wound on her. I was experimental in the bedroom but not eccentric. I asked if it would heal, and the nurse assured me the healing process would follow once the wolfsbane had worn off. I let Laila rest in my room the rest of the day; I didn't discuss their mission with her. I figured she needed the break. When night came, I returned to my room, and Laila was fast asleep. She must have been mentally exhausted, so I let her be and slept on the couch. I had not heard from my parents, nor did Aeron call me. I could sense something was wrong. I would have to hope for the best.As much as I wanted to do my father's bidding, I suspected that Laila and her brother needed a home and not a new prison, so going against my father's wishes and listening to Leonard, I chose to stand down.M
Mathias I stayed in the office while we mapped out routes for tunnels. Julia, Yusuf and Leonard joined us. Once we had told them what happened, Yusuf decided he would call home his sons, and he immediately informed his brother to do the same. All their daughters, sons and wives would have to join the battle. I was sad because Aeron and Julia's siblings were barely old enough. They were sixteen and fifteen. Some had just gotten their wolves and were training. They were also not much. What would become of them? I knew when the war began, the Jutros in our midst would be the first to go ahead of us. What will become of Aeron? I mapped out the routes with a heavy heart, and it took everything within me to hold my tears. The atmosphere in the office was also gloomy. We all understood the implications of what was about to happen. We had built friendships and connections with these people. Knowing that we might say goodbye to them in battle was heartwrenching. The burden upon the Jutros
Five Years Later Aeron I sat in the midst of a garden of wildflowers in New Pictoria, a place that had once been a barren desert but now thrived and bloomed, thanks to the magical fire I possessed. The prophecy had unfolded, and my life had come full circle, bringing me to a point of perfect contentment. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, my eyes traced the playful scene before me. My twins, Ellie and Adam, chased each other around with unbridled joy, their laughter echoing through the air. A fluffy little puppy named Maxwell, named in jest to tease my Beta Mansoor, joined the playful chaos. Jasmine, wearing a serene blue cotton gown, approached me and took a seat beside me on the grass. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment, a dream that I had once envisioned—albeit one that Stasia had invaded and tried to disrupt. Yet, here I was, surrounded by the laughter of my children and the warmth of Jasmine by my side. "
Jasmine The wedding day had finally come. Ironically speaking, my parents made sure it took place on the date we had originally selected. Even though I was pregnant, I wasn't showing yet, but I was excited. Since Aeron told me about the kings’ offers, I have been glad. It meant I wouldn't be too far from home. I was glad and nervous at the same time. My mother, sister, Zarah, Julia, and Margrette were with me while I prepared. Yes, you heard me right; Zarah, Margrette and I reconciled and decided to let bygones be bygones. It is great to have them as friends. Zarah wasn't as bossy or snobbish as she once was. In fact, she was the most fun person to have around. She was helping me with my make-up, something I suck at doing, and she was doing a good job. She told me she had always wanted a sister. I guess she got one now, and she would be an aunt soon. Aunty Rukky walked into the room with all smiles. Her twins were with her, and even though she looked a bit frail, I was glad she was
Nikolas I could not believe it was finally over. One month had passed, and we were still trying to fix the cities that were destroyed. Piotr and Miles remained in forest with their family while Jutros and Isbecs went to work on the cities under the supervision of our engineers. They were faster workers, so the building and cleaning were moving fast. We had a crazy encounter, one we would never forget, and we were glad we had come out unscathed. It took three weeks, but Rukky and Gabriel finally came through. It seemed my father-in-law planned to die on his own terms. There was none as relieved as Olsen himself. Apparently, the bleak future Rukky had seen was her coma. When I think of it, I want to laugh. King Mustapha had come with his citizens and left them in the vessels in Iceberg and Hill village; among the people were Mansoor's mother and sister. Of course, Stasia would bring them since she knew Laila and Mansoor were here already. Mansoor had taken his sister from their mother
Aeron Leaving the women behind, I carried Jasmine in my arms. I wasn't ready to deal with anything until I eased the tension within, assured myself and my wolf that she was okay, and she was finally here with me. The war is over, and there is no looming threat anymore. That she is my Queen, and I am hers for the rest of my life. I took her to my tent. A tent I hadn't slept in since it was erected, and placed her on the mattress. She turned to look at me, but I had run out of patience. Tearing through her clothes, I leaned over her, kissing and placed my finger in her cunt. I finger fucked her brutally, doing to her what my cock was about to do inside her while I kissed her. I wanted to swallow her and maybe take her breath. “Don‘t ever pull that kind of stunt again, Solnishka. Going off on an adventure without telling me," I said, releasing my cock by taking off my shorts. I spread her legs apart. Her heart was beating fast. I should be gentle, but I couldn’t. All my emotions were
Aeron Stasia turned around to look at me and smiled as if she had been waiting for me. She did not look as old as she did last night. Maybe it was the trick of the darkness. She looked young. Did this woman ever age? "On time," She said and smiled at then eyed Mathias. "Interesting, there are indeed handsome men on this continent," looking at Mathias flirtatiously. "I don't do old women," Mathias said, and she giggled. "Trust me, you wouldn’t want to let go once you get a taste, but too bad I am not here for you; I am here for my king," she said and looked at me. "See, we can be together now that both obstacles are out of the way. Dark dream walker and the mad king. We can be together and use your fire to rebuild our continent," she said, walking seductively towards me. I would lie that she did not look good, but all I could see in my mind’s eyes was a grandma in sheer clothing. Not a sight to see. "Release my mate, and I will let you live. As you know now, your army belongs to
Aeron Following Ivory's completion of the markings for all of us, I approached the Jutro to share my plan. They had received thorough medical care and nourishing food, and the majority of them were now fully healed. As they noticed my presence, they greeted me with enthusiasm, but my sombre expression quickly dampened their smiles. "Stasia has ensnared my mate in a dream state, and I am compelled to venture forth to rescue her. In doing so, we will inevitably clash with the Isbecs, and I understand that some of us may not return from this battle. I realise it's a lot to ask. You may not know me or my intentions, but I assure you, my motives are not malicious. The Isbecs have ravaged our homes, murdered our kings, slaughtered and enslaved our people, abducted our children, and obliterated countless futures, all in pursuit of what was never rightfully theirs. It's time to rid our world of the menace that is Stasia and her fire-wielding, mad King, Mustapha. It's time to reclaim our fre
Aeron We were sitting by the fire in the morning, drinking tea, when Ivory approached us in tears. I knew then that something had happened. Mansoor tried to calm her down to make her speak, and she tried to compose herself. She was shaken with horror, and since I hadn't seen Jasmine with her, panic grew in me. "Where is my mate?" I asked, unable to control myself. Queen Aliana stood up, and King Nikolas did the same; they were tired, having stayed awake after the fight. "She won't wake up. She is trapped, and I can't get in. Stasia created a barrier," Ivory said, and we all abandoned what we were doing and headed toward the tent where Jasmine was. My heart was thumping in my chest all the while. I had suspected Jasmine was up to something when I returned and was told she was training with Ivory. It seemed plausible, but it felt odd; I should have checked on them, and I wanted to, but Queen Aliana stopped me. I should have insisted or snuck into the tent. I cursed within me. This w
JasmineI sat on the bare ground because I knew I needed to connect with the earth to pull on the Power of the Dark in Aquillonia. Every time I have been able to pull on the Power of the Dark effectively, I have been in direct contact with the earth, either grass or sand. Pushing the mattress to the side, I lay down on the sand and wielded myself to sleep. Everything was dark, and soon I was back in the tent, but I knew I was in a dream state. This was my dream. I could not visit the dreams of Stasia’s army individually. I need to drag their soul into my dream to eliminate them, and I need to do so before I go for the King. Gathering my strength, I began to move. I could feel Ivory's presence, but I couldn’t see her; it was as if she was in me, and we were one and the same. She was experiencing my dream, but I was the one in control. How was she doing it? I couldn’t tell, but I forged ahead.I was barefoot. I could feel the sand against the soles of my feet and the breeze against my
Jasmine My body recovered faster than I anticipated. It seemed I had powers beyond my comprehension, but there was an empty void in me. The sense of dread, loss and anguish lingered in my head. I couldn't quite shake off what happened at the gate. Rukky being stabbed by the witch. I couldn't stop blaming myself. If only I have moved fast. Gathered the momentum faster. Not allowing the poison to get the best of me, move as I should, act as I should, then she would be alive and well. I wasn't a fool. She had told me once that her future was bleak, and now I understood why. It was Stasia and me that undid her. A powerful woman who believed in fate and strived to bring out the goodness in the world had lost her life trying to save me. I could not forgive myself. So when I sat up on the mattress in the tent, I buried my face in my palm and wept. My hands were shaking. Rage and despair, a mixture unknown to me, became the only emotions I could feel simultaneously. "Jasmine," I heard the