~.ARET.~The forest fairy's emerald eyes locked onto me, her gaze intense as she processed my wish. For a moment, I felt a shiver of uncertainty. Would she grant such a request? But then, her lips curled into a small smile."Very well, Luna Aret," she replied, her voice carrying an ethereal quality. "Your wish shall be granted. You shall have the opportunity to communicate with Your Alpha."Relief washed over me. It was a chance I couldn't afford to miss. The Hunger Games had separated us, and I needed to know if Mobali was aware of our situation and if he could offer any guidance or assistance."Thank you," I said, my gratitude sincere. "I appreciate your kindness."The forest fairy nodded, her demeanor regal yet gentle. "Remember, Luna Aret, the rules of the Hunger Games still apply. Your communication will be brief, and you must use this opportunity wisely."I understood the limitations, and I knew I had to make every moment count when I contacted Mobali King.With a wave of her sc
~.VELIA.~"Wow, princess, your wolf is so big!” the pups complimented as we sat in the middle of a clearing in our wolf forms.“Will our wolves ever be as big as yours?” My wolf felt pride from all the compliments she was given. “Of course, you just have to eat well and grow up.” Their attention shifted from me to someone else and I rolled my eyes.“Sorry I'm late, pups,” Adrian said as he walked in with his head high, he was in his wolf form and the pups stared at him like they had seen a god.“Having fun, A?” I asked pushing past him and the pups followed as we went for a run around the clearing.An hour later they lay on the grass, still in their wolf form, exhausted from the training. “Take them in for a shower and meal, then make sure they all get home.” The maids bowed as they picked the pups and headed for the castle.“Thank you, Your Highness.” The pups said in unison, their little sleepy voices echoed making me smile.“A-” I turned to see that my brother was long gone, with a
~.NOVA.~I gasped as my eyes fluttered open, and I found myself lying on soft grass. The memory of sinking into the quicksand is still fresh in my mind.I composed myself, lifting myself to my feet as I looked around, Horia and Aret starting in different directions."Aret! Horia!" I called out to them but to no avail. "Nova." I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. I heard my name, clear and distinct as if carried by the wind. My breath hitched as I felt a cool breeze on my skin, and goosebumps rose. I closed my eyes, hoping it was a trick of my imagination, but the presence was undeniable."Won't you look at me?" My heart broke as I heard those words, I must be delusional, Hearing the voice of the dead.Or I must be dead too. But I didn't feel dead, I didn't feel hollow or empty. I could still hear my heartbeat."Nova," the presence called out to me again as I turned, I clamped my hand over my mouth as tears flowed."Daddy?" My voice quivered as I took hesitant steps toward him. I
~.ARET.~"Nova! Horia!" I called out, my voice echoing through the dense fog. Panic threatened to overwhelm me as I realized I was separated from my friends in this disorienting place.Suddenly, I felt a gentle tug on my arm, and I was pulled into a different space. When I opened my eyes, the fog had dissipated, and I found myself in a familiar clearing. The trees, the scent of the forest, it all seemed so real."You get startled a lot."I blinked, my heart still racing from the confusion and fear. Standing before me was Lorraine, my older sister who had passed away tragically half a year ago. Her playful grin was as familiar as ever."L-Lorraine?" I stammered, unable to fully process how I had gone from the eerie fog to this comforting scene.She chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You look like you've seen a ghost, Kaerlia."I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "b-but you are a ghost."Lorraine's expression softened, and she placed a hand on my shoulder. "
~. .~"The Hunger Games will conclude today with the finale," she mused at his words, a sense of anticipation in the air.Adrian, however, seemed distracted. "How do I look? Do you think I should make my debut?" She expected a compliment on her outfit, but his response was far from what she had hoped for."Debut? What are you talking about?"Frustration laced her voice as she replied, "Don't tell me you forgot.""Forgot what?"She leaned in closer, her tone sharp with impatience. "Don't you want to execute our plans?" Adrian's expression shifted as memories flooded back, and he realized his lapse in focus."It slipped my mind.""Slipped your mind?" Her tone was incredulous. "Adrian, it seems you've given up on her. It's good you acknowledge that you two don't belong together." She nonchalantly placed an arm on Adrian's shoulder, her words cutting like a blade."No! It's not that," he protested, his hand instinctively reaching for his temple as if trying to clear his thought
~. VELIA.~"I bring this meeting to a close." I said leaving the council hall with my maids trailing behind."Your Highness, today is the Grand Finale of the Hunger Games, would you like to watch it?" one of my maids asked and I nodded, handing her the documents I was holding."Yes, so please prepare a seat for me at the projection site." She nodded, walking away with the other maids. Today had just begun and I was already exhausted, as I walked through the hallway I spotted a blonde-haired male with green streaks talking to the council members. Eron.In a swift motion, I dashed into one of the empty rooms for cover as I had been avoiding him ever since last night.I peeked to see if he had left as a warm breath touched my skin, "Who are we hiding from? "I squealed, losing my balance as I collapsed on the ground pulling Eron along with me.He groaned staring at me as my cheeks heated, "If you wanted me to lay with you, you could have just said so." I glared at his cockiness pushing
~.KAERLIA. ~I charged toward the raging tributes, Nova following me from behind. Nova and I moved in harmony, our swords glinting in the dim light of the arena. The tributes that stood before us, driven by desperation and the thirst for victory, were no match for our combined skill and determination.The clash of steel against steel rang out as we met their opponents head-on. I parried a wild swing from a male tribute with sandy hair and countered with a swift strike to his side, sending him stumbling backward.Nova faced a fierce female tribute with a scar across her cheek. Their swords clashed in a flurry of blows. Nova's agility allowed her to duck under a sweeping strike, and with a lightning-fast move, she slashed the tribute's leg. A cry of pain erupted as the tribute fell to the ground, clutching her wounded limb.As we fought, Nova and I never lost sight of each other. Our unspoken communication was our greatest advantage. When I was momentarily surrounded, Nova swiftly cam
~. .~With swift and determined movements, Mobali dived into the lake, his powerful arms propelling him through the water.'Must save mate.' His wolf kept saying in his mind. He reached Kaerlia's sinking form and quickly pulled her up to the surface. Her unconscious body felt limp in his arms.The others watched anxiously from the shore, their expressions filled with concern. Venus, in particular, looked on with worry etched across her face.Mobali carefully cradled Kaerlia in his arms as he swam back to the shore. Gently, he laid her on the ground, her wet clothes clinging to her battered body. He checked for signs of life, relieved to find that she was still breathing, albeit weakly."We need to get her to the infirmary," Mobali said, his voice filled with urgency. "She's in bad shape, and she needs medical attention."Hawaii nodded, her worry deepening. "I'll go ahead and prepare the healers. They need to be ready for her arrival." Mobali carefully lifted Kaerlia and rush
~. THREE YEARS LATER.~The grand celebration of the twin pups' third birthday filled the palace with joy and laughter. The twins stood together, side by side, staring at the birthday cake in front of them, adorned with three flickering candles.As the room echoed with cheerful voices wishing them a happy birthday, Mobali stepped up to a podium, his proud gaze fixed on the twins. "It's been three years since the great battle," he began, his voice strong and full of pride. "It's been three years since Queen Kaerlia, my mate, brought these two amazing pups into the world. I am proud to be their father. A toast to the prince and princess!"With a raise of his glass, everyone in the room followed suit, their glasses clinking together in a heartfelt toast. "A toast!" they chorused, and the celebration continued in earnest.The twins, Alarik and Alora, looked at each other and then shared a grin. Alarik Xevekiah King, with his pure white hair and ocean blue eyes, was the firstborn. He was kno
~.KAERLIA .~I kept breathing into the paper bag as I could feel my insides churning. I was already nauseous and the day hadn't even begun.“I need another paper bag,” I mutter to Diana who ignores me and keeps massaging my shoulders. “Just take deep breaths, and calm down.” It was easier said than done.“The outfit is here!” I gasped, standing up from my seat as Laurel walked in with my dress in her hand. I smiled as I walked into the closet and Velia and Diana helped me put it on.The base of the gown was a rich, deep shade of royal blue, akin to the vast, starry night sky. It shimmered with a subtle luminescence as if tiny stars were embedded within the fabric itself. The gown was designed to flow gracefully around my figure, accentuating my natural elegance and poise. The bodice was adorned with intricate embroidery, resembling delicate lacework that mirrored the intricate patterns of frost on a winter morning. It sparkled with tiny crystal beads that caught the light, creating
~. .~With her new wings and reinvigorated determination, Kaerlia swiftly materialized to Crescent Hills. Hovering over Mobali's lifeless body, she channeled her newfound power and the grace of the Moon Goddess to bring him back from the brink of death."Kaerlia," Mobali whispered as life coursed back into him, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and devotion.With a warm smile, Kaerlia brushed her fingers across his cheek. "I need you and the guys to help me out."Mobali nodded, realizing the gravity of the situation. With renewed strength and resolve, Kaerlia soared toward Liliana, who was standing on top of a cliff staring boredly at the destruction she created. She confronted the demon queen, her fiery sword blazing with determination."Liliana!" Kaerlia's voice rang out through the chaos, echoing across the battlefield. Liliana turned to face her, a wicked smile on her lips."Ahh, little freak, you're still alive, and you got new wings," Liliana taunted, her
~. .~“Kaerlia.”“Kaerlia.”“Wake up.”As Kaerlia's eyes fluttered open, she found herself in a serene, otherworldly place. White flowers adorned the landscape, and ethereal trees stood with creatures soaring among them. The moon hung large and close in the sky, casting a gentle glow over everything. Kaerlia felt an overwhelming sense of peace, and her body was no longer stained with blood. She was dressed in a beautiful white gown adorned with delicate lace, her white hair flowing freely around her.A soft, familiar voice called her name, and she turned to find the source. Her eyes locked onto another pair of eyes, eyes she thought she would never see again."Mom?" Kaerlia asked with tears in her eyes, her voice quivering with emotion as she ran to embrace Khione, her mother."Oh, my baby, stop crying. You've been crying a lot lately," Khione comforted her, patting Kaerlia's back as she held her close."Mom, but I thought you were dead," Kaerlia said, her voice filled with
~. .~In the dark and eerie throne room of Liliana, the wails of tormented souls echoed ominously, creating an unsettling atmosphere. Mobali and the others, including Aidan, materialized in this sinister place, surrounded by the malevolent presence of demons.Liliana, seated upon her throne of skulls, greeted them with a chilling smile. Mobali's eyes blazed with anger as he looked at Aidan, who stood beside Liliana, his head bowed in submission.“Aidan, you side with her?”"He has no choice, Mobali," Liliana taunted, her voice dripping with wicked satisfaction.Mobali's gaze turned back to Liliana. "I wasn't talking to you, demon," he spat, his voice laced with a mix of rage and frustration. Liliana, being a demon herself, remained unfazed by his alpha authority, which would have affected a werewolf.As Mobali frantically scanned the room for Kaerlia, Liliana harnessed her dark powers. The ground rumbled, and Kaerlia emerged from a fissure in the floor. She was bound in si
~. MOBALI.~As I wake up, the bright light from the window hits my eyes. I run my hand through Kaerlia's side of the bed, but it's cold. I jolt, sniffing the room. Her scent has faded, which means she has been gone for hours, possibly days.How long have I been asleep?I look at the bedside table, and there lies a piece of paper. I pick it up and read its contents, "Dear Mobali, by the time you're reading this letter, it could have been days since I left for hell. I'm sorry, but I can't sit back and watch the werewolf race crumble. Please don't come after me, and I love you." I grip hard onto the piece of paper.Rising from the bed, I took a quick shower and dressed in my armor. Anger and determination coursed through my veins. I had to find her, I had to bring her back. How could she? How couldn't she see through Liliana’s plots? My heart clenched at the thought of her being dead already. "Guards! Open this door!" I roared, pounding on the unyielding brass doors. But the guards on th
~. .~Kaerlia managed to sneak out of the palace without anyone spotting her. The demons she encountered outside didn't attack her, rather they guided her to the path of the portal.Screeches echoed as she walked down the path, the horrid sounds of the demons and the undead ringing. The portal to Hell stood as a formidable, eerie gateway, a tear in the fabric of reality itself. It exuded an ominous and foreboding aura as if it were a maw to a world of unimaginable darkness and torment.The portal's frame was jagged and uneven, like fractured obsidian, emitting a faint, malevolent crimson glow. Within the opening, darkness extended infinitely, and an eerie, suffocating heat radiated from the abyss beyond. Distorted, ghostly silhouettes writhed and shifted within the portal, casting unsettling shadows and contributing to its sinister ambiance.As Kaerlia stood before the portal, it pulsed with otherworldly energy, beckoning her to enter. The air around it seemed to warp and
~. .~Liliana's sinister smile widened as Kaerlia rushed to attack her. But before Kaerlia could reach her, Liliana swiftly wielded her dark powers. With a wave of her hand, she conjured silver chains laced with potent wolfsbane, which wrapped around Kaerlia's legs. The moment the silver touched her skin, Kaerlia whimpered in excruciating pain, her limbs growing weak."You forget you're half-werewolf, and silver is one of your weaknesses," Liliana taunted, her voice dripping with cruelty. Kaerlia could barely manage to speak or cry out as she tumbled to the ground, completely immobilized and suffering from the agony of the silver and wolfsbane.Even though she wasn't fully a werewolf, she couldn't help but be immobilized by the silver.“What do you want? Why are you doing this? The whole werewolf race is in chaos because of you.”In response to Kaerlia's pleading questions, Liliana remained callous. "I'm making it feel like home. Why am I doing this? Because of you, you a
~. .~The scene in the grand hall was one of chaos and shock. The Supreme wolves, who had gathered to celebrate the coronation, stood in stunned disbelief as they witnessed the sky turn bloody and portals to hell open, unleashing an army of demons. The once-resplendent event had devolved into a nightmarish spectacle.Mobali, his eyes wide with disbelief, finally found his voice. "Farah, what have you done?" he demanded, his voice a mixture of anger, horror, and disbelief. He couldn't comprehend the scale of devastation unfolding before him.Farah, or rather, the entity that had possessed her body, groaned angrily. Her true nature was now revealed, she raised the scepter high, releasing an eerie transformation. Her raven-dark hair cascaded down, and her eyes turned a haunting shade of crimson. Her red warrior dress symbolized her newfound identity, and she let out a malevolent cackle that sent shivers down the spines of those present."I am tired of hearing that wimpy name!" she declare