MiaI stilled, his words not registering in my mind. “What bullshit?” I yelled, throwing another fireball at him. He escaped with ease, barely moving as one flick of his hand made the fireball vanish just as it was about to touch him. I watched, appalled. How could he do that? Without a wand? As far as I remembered, Balthazar said it was near impossible to practice magic without a wand.“Amazed?” The figure scoffed. “I'm sure Mathews wouldn't have told you anything. That bastard has a thing for lying. Like he has lied to you all his life.” He chuckled, moving towards me.“What the fuck are you talking about! Alpha Mathews is my father, so you better watch your mouth,” I shot back.“Is he, though?” he challenged, raising an eyebrow.“Stop playing around!”“It's funny you think it's a joke when I'm not the one playing around. This is the first time someone is speaking the truth to you, Mia, and you tell him that? I'm hurt,” he faked, putting a hand on his chest. “You, Mia, are my daught
Mia's PovThe first thing I noticed was the warmth. It was different from the chaos of the battlefield, soothing and gentle. I blinked, my vision coming into focus. I was in a cozy room, lying on a soft bed. The faint scent of herbs and lavender filled the air, calming my senses.“Mia?” A familiar voice called out softly. I turned my head and saw Christian sitting beside me, his eyes filled with relief and concern. “You’re awake.”I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy and drained. Christian quickly moved to help me, supporting my back with his strong arms. “Take it easy,” he said gently. “You’ve been out for a while.”“What happened?” I asked, my voice hoarse. Memories of the battle came flooding back—the fusion of my energies, the massive ball of light, and the moment I collapsed. “Did we win?”Christian's face darkened slightly, a flicker of worry crossing his features. “Not exactly. We managed to drive them back, but they retreated. Your power scared them, but they’ll be back.
Mia's Pov“I need some time alone. Please,” I didn't meet Alpha Mathews’ eyes. My head was aching, in fact my whole body was. I fucking tired if all the lies and just needed a break to collect myself. “I understand. But I want you to know that biological or not, you are still my daughter. And I will always love you. You can rely on me no matter what,” he whispered and just for a moment I felt a pang of guilt for the way I talked to him when he had been nothing but polite ever since I met him. If anything, he too was in pain. His freaking mate died. I cannot even imagine how I would have felt if anything happened to Christian. In fact I don't even want to imagine it. Christian ordered food for me despite my protests. The room was filled with the comforting aroma of freshly cooked meals. I was still reeling from the confrontation with Alpha Mathews and the weight of the new truths I had to bear. Christian returned with a tray of food and placed it on the small table beside the bed. H
Mia's Pov I stood alone in the heart of the woods, my voice echoing through the trees as I chanted the spell over and over again. Each repetition felt like a desperate plea, but the magic refused to respond. Frustration gnawed at me as I clutched the book of enchantments, flipping through its pages to ensure I hadn’t missed a single detail. The words were right, the movements were precise—so why the hell wasn’t it working?Kalazar’s haunting presence loomed in my mind, a reminder of our last brutal encounter. His power had nearly overwhelmed me, and only by sheer will and a reckless maneuver had I managed to survive. Yet, my victory was hollow. My magic was wild and unpredictable, and had spiraled out of control. I needed mastery over it, or it would consume me and everyone I cared about. That’s why I was here, deep in the woods, two hours into a futile attempt to open a portal. I had to conquer this.Determined, I raised my hand once more, tracing intricate patterns in the air while
Mia’s PovThe following morning, I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose. The sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows across the forest floor. I stretched, feeling the ache in my muscles from yesterday’s exertions, but the soreness was a welcome reminder of progress.Sylvia was already up, sitting cross-legged on a fallen log, her eyes closed in meditation. I watched her for a moment, admiring her serene focus. She had always been a pillar of strength and wisdom, guiding me through the tumultuous journey of mastering my magic. I approached quietly, not wanting to disturb her.“You’re up early,” she said without opening her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips.I laughed softly. “Couldn’t sleep. Too much on my mind, I guess.”She opened her eyes and stretched, standing up. “That’s a good sign. It means you’re eager to learn. Ready for another round?”I nodded, excitement bubbling up inside me. “Absolutely.”We spent the next few hours going over the basics aga
Mia’s PovWhen I pushed open the door, I was greeted by the warm, welcoming sight of Christian standing there, his presence instantly soothing."Mia," he said, his voice filled with relief and affection. Before I could respond, he crossed the room in a few quick strides and pulled me into his arms, pressing his lips to mine in a tender, welcoming kiss. I melted into him, the tension of the day melting away in his embrace.When we finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes darkening with a seriousness that made my heart skip a beat. "There's something important we need to talk about."Christian's hands lingered on my waist, his touch grounding me as I looked into his eyes. "What is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, sensing the gravity in his demeanor.He took a deep breath, his grip tightening ever so slightly. "Alpha Mathews was attacked on his way to a meeting with King Dominic," he said, his voice steady but laced with concern. "Some rogues ambu
Mia's Pov Alpha Mathews wasn't improving, so Christian decided there was no point in staying. He had meetings with Dominic regarding matters of pack security and training the newly shifted wolves for the upcoming war to attend to. The mere thought of what lay ahead sent a shiver down my spine. The fear of losing any member of our pack gnawed at me. Victory was never without sacrifice; that much was certain. But I hoped fervently that this battle wouldn't demand too many.Back at the pack house, I took a walk in the garden to clear my mind. The tranquil surroundings offered little solace. I was lost in my thoughts when Julia's panicked voice cut through the stillness."Mia!"I turned quickly to see her rushing towards me, her face etched with worry and her breath coming in short gasps. "What is it?" I asked, my own anxiety rising at the sight of her distress."It's Ana! She..." Julia's voice trembled as she pointed towards the foyer. My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Anastasia
Mia’s PovI sat in the garden, the cool breeze gently caressing my face as I absentmindedly plucked flowers. Each delicate petal that fell from my fingers felt like a whisper of the emptiness within me. Despite days of rigorous practice and Sylvia’s patient guidance, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing, that I wasn’t truly connecting with the power inside me.I watched the vibrant colors of the flowers around me, their life and energy contrasting starkly with the void I felt. I sighed, dropping another petal to the ground, when I heard the soft rustle of footsteps approaching.“Mia?” Sylvia’s voice was gentle, yet filled with concern. I looked up to see her standing beside me, her wise eyes studying my face. She sat down next to me on the bench, the familiar scent of herbs and earth surrounding her. “What’s wrong, dear?”I hesitated, unsure how to put my feelings into words. “I don’t know, Sylvia,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve been practic