Lightning crackled violently through the sky and the little red-haired child clung fearfully to her father’s left leg. Boris Rynders, her father, looked down at his only daughter, with her wide hazel eyes and the innocence that was like a second skin to her beautiful frail face. How could he possibly believe the words the Diviner had just told him? That his daughter was a curse to all werewolves? It was impossible!
Angrily, Boris glared straight into the Diviner’s white eyes, watching the elderly wolf carefully as he made chants into the night air. They were in the woods of Silver Dawn pack with the moon subtly illuminating the whole area, amidst the charcoal fire they’d made between them.
“You’re a liar!” Boris thundered. “My daughter is sick and she needs your healing. I didn’t come all the way from Whitefang pack to waste my time with your nonsense talk on a nonexistent curse. She’s dying, Daqen! My daughter is dying and I need you to save her.” He cried out, letting out more emotions and desperation than he’d willed.
Daqen suddenly fell quiet, the raging wind hushing instantly with the tone of his voice. “Don’t be a fool, young man. Your girl is fated to belong to darkness. Look into the fire.”
At the moment, the fire had began to burn furiously, vivid more than ever. Boris had an argument right on the edge of his lips but when he looked into the fire, the words disappeared. The flames began to morph, forming pigments of ash-filled silhouettes. In it, he saw a girl, one he assumed to be his daughter.
“Why are you showing-”
“Your daughter has been cursed to fulfil an ominous prophecy, one that will lead to her own destruction and ours as well. At the age of 19, she’d meet him, a man born of pure evil and chaos.” Right there in the fire, Boris saw his grown daughter in the arms of a handsome man. He watched as a certain darkness seemed to envelop them in the fire. “She has been given the cruel fate of falling in love with this monster and believe me when I say that it never ends well when you dance with the devil.” The fire began to burn more turbulently, rising higher into the sky and spewing ashes. “Death. Blood. War. This darkness is doomed to consume her and everything else that lies in the path of their cursed love. The damned prince and his cursed princess, a story that must never be told. Do you understand this, Boris?”
By then, little Venus was crying, the sight of the growing fire was terrifying. She hid behind her father. And Boris, stunned to silence by what he’d just seen, dropped to his knees, his heart constricting in pain. “My daughter is not a curse! Venus is not destined to be a problem. She’s an angel!”
“For now. Wait till she’s of age. Wait till she meets him. Wait till the curse consumes her.” The Diviner threw a single stone into the fire and it dissipated instantly, smoke fading off quietly into the wind. “But, there is one solution.”
Hopeful, Boris looked up with eager eyes. “What? A solution? I-I, tell me. Anything at all to stop this from happening to my angel.”
Daqen pulled out a dagger from within his garment. The razor-sharp edge glowed, even in the darkness - causing Boris to draw back cautiously. “We have to exorcise your daughter to death.”
“What!” Boris shot up from his knees and was quick to grab Venus protectively. “I will do no such thing, Daqen! You expect me to kill my daughter. How does that solve anything? She’s all I have left!”
“You will be doing the world good by killing her right here, Boris. Trust me on this. It’s a full moon, the dagger of truth is here and I’m here to seal this chapter off for good. There’s nothing stopping us.”
“Never! I would never let you lay a finger on my girl! How could you think of killing off a little child that easily? You’re the real monster, Daqen! You are!”
The Diviner cackled wickedly into the night. He shook his head at Boris in sheer pity. If only he knew what the future held. “What a coward. You just have to make one sacrifice for the sake of our general good, but you’d let your pathetic emotions get in the way. Very well then. There’s another way but hopefully, I pray bitterly that I wouldn’t get to live long enough to see how this ends.”
Boris only paid mind to a single part of his words. “What…other way is there?”
Daqen sighed exhaustively and shook his head one more time. Right there, he began to utter chants and soon, the fire was back to life, roaring violently with the wind. This made Boris eye the Diviner, his guard up. What was the man doing again?
The Diviner shot his hand into the fire and took out what looked like a forged talisman.
“Take this,” he said gruffly, stretching out the strange ornament to Boris.
He took it, staring at the charming necklace that seemed to be thrumming with power, confusion washing over him.
“It will absorb every supernatural power in her, including that of the curse, as long as she wear it. However, it’s only a temporary answer to a permanent problem. Venus is just one side to the hideous tale. There’s no telling what would happen if she meets the other part of it.” His white eyes seemed to darken in torment. “Put it on her. And for your daughter’s sake and for the rest of our kind, make sure she never takes it off, or lest we all bear the consequences of your catastrophic actions.”
Boris’ heart thrummed in relief and hope as he clenched his fist around the talisman and gazed at his beautiful daughter. She wasn’t a curse. She was his little angel. “I’ll try my best.”
Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be the original family disappointment? The black sheep? The rejected? The hated? The bullied? Well, I’d be the first to let you know that it sucks. Big time.Being the daughter of Whitefang pack’s former Beta, you’d think that I’d have a life of beautiful roses and twinkling stars in my night sky. However, all I’d ever gotten was abuse, torment and literal hell. I guess it was easier to bear when my father was alive, he used to protect me from the taunts of the mean kids in my class. He protected me from those who laughed in my face for being the only she-wolf in Whitefang pack who couldn’t shift, even at the age of 19. He comforted me even more when I’d found out that I also happened to be the only she-wolf in our pack who wasn’t blessed with any form of magic from the moon goddess. Father had been my solace, my safe house amidst the storm of bullies. However, just like every other g
I was dead.Utterly and inherently ruined.My chest constricted painfully when I heard the sound of our door bang shut at the entrance of people. A shiver went down my spine as I paced around in absolute fear in my room. I was dead. Ivy would kill me and disguise my murder as an accident.“Venus!” She called out loudly in her sickenly sweet voice. “Venus, honey! Come down here for a minute. We have so much fun things to talk about.”My heart thudded and I was certain that they couldn’t beat any louder. As I gradually left my room with cold fingers and trepidation, I met Ivy downstairs, seated cross-legged on the couch and waiting patiently for me. The devious look in her eyes contradicted with the sweet little smile painted on her lips and for the nth time, I couldn’t help wondering what my Dad ever saw in marrying such a cruel woman like her.“Good evening, Miss Ivy,” I said,
It wasn’t the crippling pain that pounded through my body that woke me up eventually in the middle of the night, however, it was the sound of the door being unlocked that had my attention. My eyes snapped to it and narrowed cautiously as I watched Grayson walk into the room, shirtless.I let out an internal groan at the sight of him, like I didn’t have enough problems already. For as long as Dad had gotten mated to Ivy, Grayson always flirted with me. It was weird - uncomfortable to say the least. I knew he liked me, more than I found healthy or enjoyed. However, he wasn’t different from the rest of them. He has never raised a finger to stop his mother whenever she was having her pleasure from inflicting pain on me. Most times, he laughed. Other times, he’d join in on the verbal abuse. But one thing that had always been consistent was the fact that he always comes back to visit me after the rain of abuse. I’ve never understood why.&
My head hurt. It felt like a ceremonial drummer was having his fun in banging aggressively against my skull. I groaned weakly and allowed myself the pleasure of leaning further into the warmth being exuded from his body. It filled me up with solace and unrivaled comfort.Wait, body?My eyes shot open instantly and I pulled myself up from being sprawled over his lap, like a freaking chicken or something. Oh, for the love of god! The same addictive scent from the banquet teased my senses and in the next second, I was looking straight into the electrifying eyes of this intimidating man.Alpha Alexander - not again.Naturally, flashes from the moment before now flitted through my mind. Vivid images of him pounding his fists relentlessly into Grayson. The blood. The kick. His words. Involuntarily, I edged away from him, my eyes quickly darting around the black refined vehicle we seemed to be riding in. A blur of forests and beautiful views of the ocean z
The second the vehicle came to a halt at the vast mansion that belonged to Alpha Alexander, I bolted right out of the car and straight to the closest bush, throwing up the last content of my stomach. After encountering those dead bodies on the road a few minutes ago, it took a whole lot of restraining for me not to have thrown up then. It had truly been a morbid sight and honestly, the second time I’d ever seen dead bodies in my entire life. The first was my father.Even the Alpha had seemed oddly disturbed when he stepped outside the car to inspect the bodies, returning with a haunted expression that stuck to his face for the rest of our uneventful ride, like something about the killings of those people struck something deep within him.When I’d eventually dared to ask who was responsible for the heinous act, he’d gruffly told me Black Bane, and that was exactly all the answer I needed.Of course, it’d be those monsters! For as lon
“What?” Ophelia screeched, spinning around to face Alexander squarely, eyes narrowed to slits. “What do you mean by Luna?”Around us, murmurs had begun to arise as the maids whispered to each other, some going on to either pass me a look of pity or pure distaste. This couldn’t seriously be happening. My skin crawled from their stares and obvious disapproval.“I didn’t stutter.” Alexander scowled coldly. “Her name is Venus and she’s my mate.” Right there, with the unfolding chaos, he wrapped a hand around my waist, pulling me protectively towards his solid frame until we were standing side by side.All eyes were on us now and a pair of green eyes specifically shot death arrows my way. Ophelia bit out a bitter laugh and shook her head like the prospects amused her. “Your mate looks like she’s in desperate need of new clothes and a good shower. That awful smell is suffocating. Hey,
When the door barged open, I wiped off the tears quickly from my eyes, hating to have anyone see me in that broken state. I forced out a rough smile, expecting to see the maid, June, but lo and behold, it was the wicked witch, his mistress; Ophelia.My smile fell off my face, dread replacing whatever positive feeling I’d tried feigning.Her raven black hair glistened under the bright lighting of the room and her blood-red lips parted into a wickedly beautiful smile, cat eyes gleaming."A pleasure to meet you again, Venice.""Venus." I corrected, annoyance skittering down my straightened spine."You'll have to forgive me." She giggled lightly, eyes twinkling in mayhem. "My memory for useless information runs a little low."Hurt flashed across my face and I sucked in a pained breath. "If…if you came in here to insult me, consider leaving my quarters, Ophelia."She let up now, a small frown marring her face. "My apologies, f
I had been too anxious and jumpy before and after getting jumped by Ophelia that I forgot to talk to Alpha Alexander about his overestimation of my bust and hip size. Every dress I had tried on was ill-fitting and unflattering when I looked at my already plain self in the mirror.I had tried countless times to get to talk to my mate after dinner, but he had an important meeting with an ambassador of the Whitefang pack and he wasn't going to be opportuned until late in the night.I had had breakfast by myself in my chambers earlier this morning but when I sought him out after, he was already getting whisked away by his Beta and officials, never even sparing a single glance at me. I only heard scratches of their conversations that involved dying crops and poisoned water in correspondence with the dead bodies that were being discovered in the backwoods end of West Crescent valley.I didn't want to burden him with my unnecessary complaints but I didn't want to roam
Ophelia was heaving, livid and angry and I was about to ask what I did wrong now when she shoved me, her eyes, greener than I've ever seen them sparked with rage."You're such a goddamn slut!" I stopped breathing for a moment, catching myself and leaning against the sink to stop myself from falling. My throat tightened around the lump wedged there. "W- what are you talking about?" "I can see right through your pretensious face, you annoying fucking whore."I swallowed, "look, Ophelia, I have no idea what any of this is about. And you're one to talk, seeing as all you did was sleep with Alexander for favours-"I didn't expect it. Didn't see it coming. She lurched at me, completely overtaken by rage and slapped me hard across the cheek. So hard that I slammed against the mirror.I heard the distinct sound of glass shattering, an almost far off sound, like I had detached completely from my body.I heard her turn the lock on the door, locking us in, completely seizing the breath from
His strong hand immediately clasped around mine and I felt the raw, electrifying power thrumming from his soul.It was exhilarating. Intoxicating. Making me want to share in his obscene amount of power. He smiled a twisted smile at me, almost like he could hear my thoughts and I swallowed and tried to school myself into cool nonchalance.He pulled me to his side, "not with me. You don't have to pretend with me.""I'm not pretending," I lied, swallowing a nervous lump.His knowing look told me that I was full of shit.I frowned, glowering at him and he only laughed and grinned contently to himself, leading us to the middle of the dancefloor.My breath stuttered out of my throat and I noticed everyone had stopped what they were doing and were now staring at us, collectively holding their breath. Even the music stopped for a second, and started again, taking on a darker, more rapid and chaotic edge.The entire room seemed to have been swallowed by darkness, with a single spotlight shinin
Alexander's lips traced a fiery path across my jaw bone, reaching up to whisper into my ears. "You look very lovely, tonight, Venus."I let out an incomprehensible whisper that was a cross between a moan and an incoherent mumble and one of his hands pressed into the curve of my waste, pressing me to him, his other hand disappearing under the slit of my dress to caress my thighs.My entire body was trembling with delirious need. I wanted to melt into him but I didn't know what to do with my hands that wouldn't stop shaking."I wish I could show you how much I appreciate you in that dress."Another unintelligible groan escaped my lips as his fingers travelled upwards.You know, in hindsight, I blame June for all of this.While prior to now, she had chosen ball gowns with tight bodices and bogus skirts, tonight, she dresses me in a stunning silver gown that clung to my body in all the right places, leaving very little to the imagination. The backless dress and edgy slit all the way up my
"You're mine, Venus." The voice was dark, familiar and far away. "I will raze this goddamn pack before I let any harm come to you."A solemn oath. The whisper of a promise.I floated in and out of consciousness, not sure if Cassius had really said those words, or if they were broken remnants of my shattered dreams.I finally roused awake the next morning, nauseous and sick to my stomach, my head spinning wildly. The sun rays slashed across my skin, pricking me like a thousand tiny needles. I pried my eyes open only to be hit by a wave of nausea so strong, I shut them back immediately."Ouch," I moaned, my hands coming up to hold my head, my heart pounding in my head, a headache starting to cant a new beat in my skull."Venus," I heard a familiar voice, the sound of someone scampering over to my bedside in a rustle of tulle and fabric.I opened my eyes slowly to see June staring back down at me, obstructing the biting sun rays. Her beautiful face was pinched into a worried look, concer
I swallowed audibly as Alexander considered my request, his forehead furrowing a bit, deep in thought. "You said he just wants to show you around?" He asked for the umpteenth time. "Yes," I fumbled with my finger. "I think I need some fresh air and time away from this house. I've been cooked up in here too long and I don't know what the rest of Silver Dawn looks like." A guilty look flashed across his eyes and I winced as a wave of uneasiness washed over me. I felt horrible for lying to him but Sean did say that I wasn't supposed to let him know. And the last thing I wanted to do was put my potential friend in trouble. "You're right," he sighed, rubbing his forehead. "You should feel free to go out as you please, but does it have to be this late at night?" My eyes widened. I hadn't thought that part out. He was leaving for an important business trip to a neighbouring pack tonight and he wasn't going to be around to see me return late. Something I was thankful about. Still, 5pm
I didn't quite believe it when I first heard it. But the visiting alpha taking over his former room had all but confirmed everything;Alexander had asked his brother to stay behind and even went on to prepare a banquet in honour of him... The brother who insisted that everyone call him the devil.Except you though, a voice slithered into my head, sending shivers snaking down my spine.I rubbed my elbow and chewed on my lip nervously, worried about his weird fixation on me. And mine on him.He made me feel things, stirring something in that part of me that should be numb to anoher man's advances. He would catch my eyes and give me a knowing look, mischievous fire sparking in his eyes. As if I was in on a secret he was keeping from the others.I was aware of his presence in a way that made me feel antsy and anxious. My gaze dragged to him whenever he was near, even when I didn't will it, and there was a ball of desire churning tirelessly in my lower abdomen whenever our eyes met, even i
Cassius' PovI never thought I'd be back here. It never occurred to me that they'd deliver themselves up to me like an offering and play right into my hands.We had retreated back into the house to draw up a better binding contract to solidify our agreement and sign on it to keep our ends of the bargain.I scoffed internally. Like a fucking piece of paper and some ink would hold me back from the havoc I was going to wreck on this pack. This dreadful pack was a blight that bled spite and bigotry from its pores. That puffed their chests with pompous pride and importance. That bred its pups to do the same.The idiot actually thought that the other packs will pay him heed.He had always been so full of himself, even when he was just a kid. Affecting more importance than he was worth.Hopeless, naive fool.Nobody will come to Silver Dawn's aid. The others will wait until the proud pack has fallen. They'll even be too happy to stand on the sidelines and watch. And by the time I'm done with
My ears were ringing with the absurdity of that statement."Well, hello, brother."I couldn't believe it. My ears were playing tricks on me. This must all be part of a dream I hadn't waken up from. Because Alexander's brother was dead. Or supposed to be, at least.I looked at Alexander and a myriad of emotions washed through his face. Disbelief. Guilt. Relief. Dread. And finally, fear.I had never seen him at a loss for words, completely frozen and so pale, he looked like death. Finally, his lips cracked open and he whispered one word, "Cassius."Even the name rocked me to my core, eliciting a shiver that trotted down my spine.I looked at the man only to see annoyance flash across his wickedly beautiful face. "Diablo," he corrected with a voice so deceptively smooth, I almost lulled at the tone of it. "The name's Diablo now."Alexander's lips split into a relieved smile, "oh my god, it IS you. How is this possible?" His face contorted into an incredulous look, relief, pouring from h
The entire atmosphere in the mansion didn't lighten up even after news spread of Alexander's verdict and his decision to chose peace. If anything, everywhere grew more tense and pensive and snatches of conversations made it clear to me that I was nobody's favourite person at the moment.Just yesterday, I had heard snatches of gossip from the kitchen maids as they washed up the day's dishes, their tongues sharp and poisonous and slashing cuts into my skin."She has him wrapped around her fingers, I'm telling you." One of them had hissed, soaking up a charred pot to wash up later. "She's not good for our Alpha.""She's actually going to get us all killed and Alpha Alexander should be wiser than that. Who invites their own enemy to a tea party?""We're all doomed, I'm telling you. I would have left Silver Dawn but my indenture isn't up yet.""Me too. We're stuck here together, Clair."I had sighed and walked away, pretending I didn't hear them,