Her back was leaning against a wall as her lower body felt almost numb all thanks to cold dungeon floor on which she was made to sit.
She tries to get up to only find her hands chained above her head. And a metal chain around her neck, weighing her down.
Fear enters her insides like anything.
And she gulps, thrashing her hands. To only find them secured above on a metal hook.
"Get me out of here! Fuc*!"
She curses looking around to see nothing. It was too dark to make out anything around her. When suddenly,she hears a low voice that made chills run down her spine.
"Stop moving mate. It's useless."
Afraid,she looks up to see a silhouette of a man approaching her, with his hands behind his back. A dark aura surrou
"It doesn't matter Volkan. What I feel never mattered to you."He didn't like it....her not refusing to say that she didn't love him burning the fire of jealousy inside him.Placing his palm behind her neck, he pulls her to him. Making his breath to hit her lips."You don't refute huh? So you do love him?"Her silence aggravated his frustration. How badly he wanted to fuc* her right now, till she told him the truth.Till she begged for his body like earlier.Till she cried and moaned under him.His hands moved further down to settle on her stomach and he suddenly felt disgusted of himself.She had done it with his enemy....she had his child in her....how can he even touch her now?She didn't belong to him now...be pushed her away into his enemies arms.Nearly pushing her down from his lap, he gets up.The rustling of the chains echoes in the silent cell as her bottom takes the blow without his s
Few days later-Charlotte walks down the halls with Bailey at her trail . Her footsteps heavy as she clenched her fists."Are you sure?""Yes..s! My queen. That slu*? She is there in the dungeon. I saw her myself! "Charlotte's anger had no restraints. Now she knew why Volkan has been like this with her all this time.It's because of that bitc*. He must be fuc* ing her!Charlotte desires to be the most powerful female in the world, the very reason why she married Volkan.But that was possible only if she gives birth to a heir of this Kingdom.But how was it possible when Volkan goes around who*ing with that slu*?It's been months and he hasn't even touched her.He doesn't talk to her, ignoring her presence completely. She tried multiple times to seduce him
Volkan's povI was outside. In the training field. Staring at the wolves fighting.My eyes fixed at the fight I have to assess, while my mind was lost somewhere else. Thinking about the girl that I can't get out of my mind for even a second.ThoraShe looked weak and vulnerable after the effects of the wolfsbane. But I can't do anything about it.I can't let the death wolf control her.I can't see her die, to give rise to that curse.My thoughts are interrupted with an uneasy feeling settling in my chest. Like something bad was going to happen and my eyes flicker to the pack prison at a distance.What's it? Why do I feel like this.Clapping my hands, I get up. Getting everyone's attention."That's enough for the day. Dismiss."
I look up through my teary vision to see her staring down at me.Her eyes flickering between white and her normal brown's.Indicating that she was struggling for control."Th..ora?"I ask looking up at her. To only hear her voice softly plead me."R..un... Volk...an...I... can't contr....ol"But how could I ? How can I let the death wolf take over her soul like this. Getting up, I look into her flickering eyes to only hold her face in my palm."No...no.....run...Volkan...go...awa..y!!She exclaims in panic while I softly stare at her.Caressing her skin with my thumb."I won't leave you Thora. You will be fine."Tears fall down her eyes as she clenches her fist. Moving her head in a no."I...I can't control it...it will kill ev..eryone... please go...leave...me"
15 days later: 1 day before the summoning"Open the doors!"Volkan speaks in his Alpha voice to only have the guards to bow."I am afraid Alpha King. You can't enter.""No one is allowed to enter as per the elders orders."Volkan clenches his fists, not saying anything. His eyes set on the glass window from where he could see a girl laying on a bed,restrained to it, surrounded by tubes and medical equipment.Medical wires attached to her stomach, her head, her arms. Like she was a fuc*ing test subject for these elders.He wishes to kill these pathetic guards and hug his Thora to his chest, telling her she is going to be fine.But it was quite evident that if this incident gets reported to elders, which it will.There are high chances they will question hi
Daniel stands outside the Royal castle, his armour on and an army of hunters surrounding the place. Dark circles evident under his eyes as he stares at the huge gates, wondering what all things they must be doing to his little fiore.Yes, he regrets letting her go. He curses himself for letting Volkan take her thinking he will protect her and his child.When he instead failed, bringing her here at the door of death.To be bloody experimented on and killed mercilessly.No! He can't let that happen ! He has to save her!It's no longer about her being the prophesied one, it's about his fiore.The girl he started falling for deeply.He failed earlier, too shocked and heartbroken by the truth that the girl he started having feelings for, betrayed him by carrying a child of his very sworn enemy.He felt betrayed on knowing she concealed the truth from him.But this time, he won't let anyone hurt her.Her absence h
Thora's povI have been in hell, in mental hell to be exact. I don't know how many days it has been , since I was brought here.My mind was not mine it seemed.With the same nightmares and dreams day and night. I almost forgot how the real world looked like. I see a tree...a big tree in a forest everytime and it feels like it's calling me.I don't know if it exists also or no, if yes I don't know where it is.But my soul, it is attracted to it like anything before. The death wolf no longer interacts with me and I am thankful.Yet I am aware that it doesn't need to now, when it can take over my body any second on its own.When I am just a puppet in it's hand.My thoughts are interrupted by a kick in my stomach, and I clench onto Daniel's collar tightly. My eyes stop at the figure
Loud howls echo around as silver chains bind the werewolf king ,in the their restraints.A circle of werewolves surrounding him, calling him a betrayer and backstabber of their kind."Kill him! Kill him!""He is supporting those hunters!""He is with that girl!""A betrayer!""A murderer! Murderer!""Kill him!"The voices echo as Volkan struggled with consciousness. Blood dropping down from the stabs on his chest and leg.His arms stretches to either side,by chains held my the werewolves on either side. His feet tied in shackles.Inspite of being surrounded by chaos, his mind was calm.The hope of having his Thora alive and breathing, making him surrender to everyone's hatred willingly."Kill him! Kill him!!"The voices echo around like a thumping drum in his head, and he struggled to open his eyes and see at the massacre surrounding him.Despite being outnumbered, the hunters have almo
" It was not you,I was scared of. It was your loveBecause I knew you could destroy anything, to get meIncluding yourself." - The moon goddess ........ 68 years later The Human RealmThere is one thing about time, that everyone understimates in their life. And that's its ability to not stop for anyone.Every beautiful thing has to grow ugly one day. Every new thing has to turn old. All the strength has to diminish to nothing one day. AndEvery beginning has to end. Years have passed and the world has grown into a different world now. Werewolves world has grown to be a very strong empire now. But it's no longer secluded and limited. Freedom has set in. Everyone had the right to go and live their life accordingly. Pacts of secrecy have been signed with humans and other species. Where everyone lived in a harmonious multi cultural and multi specie environment. All thanks to the new Empire King. Logan King. " Yes Sir. Everyth
The royal castle was filled today. Guests from different packs and territories were staying over. Lights illuminating the huge place. Flowers lined everywhere. If anything it looked like a festival.With everyone seeming too excited and busy. Maids were running around in the corridor, the kitchen hustling with countless delicacies being prepared. Everything was in a hustle and bustle except for one room. She was sitting in her room silently. Her hands clenched in her lap. Her right leg is shaking in anxiety. And lips getting assaulted by her teeth.Gulping she looks up at her reflection in the mirror, and her anxiety worsens. " It is over... it's definitely over."She repeats ,staring at the make up she thought was caked on her face. Her eyelashes were curled. Coated in a heavy maskara. Lips coated by a bright red lip colour. Cheeks blushed red.Her eyes trail lower to directly settle on her own cleavage. And she gulps. She has never worn something so revealing before. The dress
The Death Wolf’s presence unraveled from Zanders body, dissipating like shadows retreating from the dawn and Zander gasped, his chest rising and falling in agony, yet it wasn’t his pain that consumed him—it was the sight before him.His teary red eyes look around desperately, his bloody hand on his chest, where a dagger had dug.The battlefield was a graveyard of silence. But his eyes locked on a still figure in the distance, her body crumpled where it had fallen. A trail of black blood soaked the earth, pooling around her like a final requiem.“ Se-Sera!”Heratte was dead.She had left her…But does this mean? No.. it can’t be!“ Seraaa!”Zander dragged himself forward, the taste of iron on his tongue, his arms trembling under his weight. The gaping wound in her chest was a hollow void where her heart had once beat. Blood coated her lips, dark as the night that had birthed her soul. Yet even in death, she was striking—a cruel masterpiece of tragedy and ruin.“Sera…” His voice was ho
It had been written in the pages of history that one day, the earth would bear witness to a war between the greatest evil and the greatest good.And the victor would decide if the world would drown in darkness or bask in light.That day had come.The ground trembled beneath relentless quakes, splitting open like the gaping maw of a starving beast. The sky cracked apart in furious flashes, thunder roaring like a god’s wrath. Winds howled with unbridled rage, tearing across the seas and birthing monstrous tsunamis.It wasn’t just here.Chaos bled across the entire planet. Cities crumbled, screams filled the air, and people ran—seeking shelter, praying for salvation.But where was safe when the whole world was breaking apart?The earth and sky raged in unison, their fury mirroring the battle of two forces—the strongest to ever collide, gods and mortals alike caught in the crossfire.“We… we can’t stay here!” Rose cried, stumbling as the ground beneath her shuddered violently. Winds lashe
Soul CoronaA human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite.In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free.The body it was always meant to inhabit.The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility.It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering.But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle.Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona.Its final human form.And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat.Not even Thaneous.A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flicke
A deadly silence follows in the forest. As everyone stared at the still face of the girl. Including those red eyes. The winds have suddenly stopped blowing, the earth stopped shaking. Everything seemed to come to a deadly silence." Noooooo....noooo!!!"" Seraaaaaa!!!"Thora's and Hades cry echo in the background. They rush forward towards her when suddenly the woman with the cloaks block them. Stopping them. Chorlett " Who are you! Why did you do this!”Thora asks but the man keeps sitting on a rock in a corner. Looking at the scene bored. " Greetings Thora. "" How have you been?"" How dare you touch my sister. I am fuc*ing going to kill you!"Hades steps forward to attack. To only drop on his knees. As Chorlett speak a mantra. Paralysing his body. Rose rushes towards him screaming. Holding up his head to place it in his lap. Cerberus gets up , placing his hands in his pockets. " It would be advisable for you all. If you don't interfere in what's going on. "" Or you are g
Sera’s POVThe ground trembled beneath me, the earth itself shuddering under the force of his presence. Roars echoed, shaking the heavens, as the Death Wolf tossed me around like a rag doll.He had shifted into his true form—a massive black wolf with blood-red eyes that burned like embers in the dark.I had never seen anything like him before. It felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis at his arrival. Was Mother Nature celebrating his presence or cursing it? I couldn't tell.He threw me into the air again, his claws ripping through my skin, tearing me apart piece by piece. Blood gushed from my wounds, my cries of pain swallowed by the chaos. He showed no mercy, no hesitation. There was no trace of the man I knew—only the monster.I lost track of how long this torment continued. Seconds felt like hours. Pain blurred time.Then, finally, he stopped.I lay sprawled on the cold earth, drowning in a pool of my own blood. The stars above blinked down at me, my vision hazy from th
2000 Years Ago—The Garden of LunarisThe Garden of Lunaris was a sanctuary untouched by war, unmarred by sorrow—a realm so sacred that even time itself seemed to still beneath its silver-lit canopy. The moon’s light cascaded like liquid silk, weaving through the air and caressing the earth with a tenderness only the divine could bestow.Night-blooming jasmine perfumed the air, their pale petals glowing under the celestial radiance. Trees stretched toward the heavens, their branches adorned with luminescent blossoms, shimmering like captured stardust. And among them stood one tree, ancient and wise, its sprawling limbs sheltering two lovers beneath its embrace.Beneath the ancient willow, Thaneous sat, darkness draped over him like a second skin, his arms locked around the very embodiment of light.Serene.Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands catching the moonlight as she leaned against him, her laughter soft and melodic, a sound that sent warmth curling through even th
Sera's pov My vision starts turning hazy as the figure continues to devour my blood. A stream of red liquid trails down my neck to wet my shirt. Clenching the metal clanks holding my wrist,I continue to scream. As with each second the pain in my body only intensifies. " Ahhhhhh nooooooo...nooooooooo!" No one came to help. And how will they? The entire castle has been evacuated and the one man I trusted the most. Zander. Was the very one doing it. I understood one thing clearly....he was not in his senses. The death wolf has taken over his body. Or he would have never done something like this. " No...stoppppp.... pleaseeeeeeee" To my surprise the beast stops. Pulling back and I look at his face through my hazy vision. His lips were covered with my blood, eyes blood red and a feral look prominent in his eyes. Moving his lips on his canines,I shiver when I see him fanning his lips on my face. " I am...I am not her...I am not Heratte -" I try to speak. But the