The long war and hatred between two great and inferior packs, the blood moon and the crescent had begun long ago. It moved from decades to centuries, down from generation to generation. Centuries ago, long before the prophecy of the pure white wolf, the son of a blood moon alpha was seen trying to take advantage of a girl from the crescent pack in a drunken state. The girl already had a mate in her pack and he was present in that place at that time. In an attempt to save his mate, he ended up murdering the blood moon. This caused the blood moon alpha to be angry. His only successor was murdered. He was blinded with fury. He didn't care to listen that it was the result of protecting the girl's honor. He didn't want to know if his son was at fault. All he knew and placed in his heart was his son was murdered by a crescent. He declared war on the crescents wiping away most of the pack. The crescents were not strong in strength and number and therefore raised the white flag in surr
** Ten years later.........** Ava's POV The clashing of swords, and shields against shields echoed around the training ground as every man and female warrior swung their swords against each other for superiority. I clashed my sword against my opponent sending his flying to the other side of the training ground. I grinned. "Not so tough now, Fernandez," I mocked. He raised a brow. "Always leaving your opponent defenseless I see," he said reaching into the scabbard on his back for another weapon. "Good thing I always carry an extra," he said and swung his sword toward me. I leaped aside as the swords clashed again pushing him backward. He succeeded in placing the sword underneath my chin few inches close to my neck, my back against him. "You have been defeated, Ava," he said with a sound of victory in his voice. "You seem to forget, I don't accept defeat easily," I said and with a backward kick, I had him staggering on his feet. In a blink of an eye, I spun around giving him a
Skye's POV Walking down the street of the town, my mind wandered through a lot of things. The death of my father and Natasha leaving for New York a few weeks ago and I couldn't get it off my mind. Maybe Natasha leaving for New York was a good thing. At least I'll get to concentrate on things like my role as the Alpha since the passing away of Father. Father's death had occurred right after he banished Andrew from the pack. Andrew was my best friend, but still yet betrayed the pack. His loyalty was to someone else whom we did not know. Andrew joined the rogue pack and it looked like he was the leader of the pack. Since then, the rogue pack has made us know no peace. They were quite undefeatable. My mind wandered off course, going into the long hatred between my pack and the crescents. Centuries ago, the son of a blood moon alpha was trying to take advantage of a girl from the crescent pack in a drunken state. The said girl already had a mate and in an attempt to save her, her mate end
Ava's POV The next morning, Fernandez and I trained together. Swords clashing against each other. "You've gotten better," I jeered at him. "I must say, training with the Queen has definitely rubbed off qualities," he said, grinning and swinging his sword side to side. He swung his sword to my waistline and I jabbed him in his ribs with my elbow. "Still not as good as me," I grinned as he held his side in a mocking defeat and suddenly charged toward me. I missed the slash of his sword by the tiniest chance. The bloody hell of a friend almost had me wounded. "Swords up!" Uncle Phil's voice rang out in the field as every person lowered their swords. I gave Fernandez a hard glare and he smirked. I felt my cheek, what if the bastard had given me a cut? "I'll so get you," I said through gritted teeth. He rolled his eyes, the smirk still plastered on his face. Uncle cleared his throat. "News has come to me that a few members of the blood moon pack have been spotted behind the ri
Skye's POV She is the one. The most feared that I had often heard about and I had no idea she was in the crescent pack. Her beauty was no denial and way more exquisite than I have heard. The raindrops on her clothes clung to every contour of her body. When my wolf had taken charge, I knew I was in trouble. "Mate." He echoed in my head. Unwillingly, I found myself lowering my sword. My wolf didn't want to go heads with her, he wanted her close. But, she was indifferent. She swung her sword sharply, but I was able to averse from the cut in a nick of time. She fought well, but wasn't making proper calculations of her moves. Having scolded and kept my wolf in check, I had control of myself again and could tell her next move. She had this fire to kill in her. Something raw was driving her to that point. In an attempt to behead me, I flung her sword aside and trapped her to a tree, both hands held tightly in mine and my sword placed underneath her jawline. "Let go of me," her voic
Ava's POV I searched the training field for Fernandez, but I couldn't find him. I asked my uncle and a few warriors about him but no one had seen him.I blamed myself. Maybe I was too harsh on him that's why he skipped training.I walked towards the river giving up hope of seeing him for the rest of the day, till I saw him throwing rocks into the river. "Fernandez," I called out, hurrying towards him. "Fernandez," I called him again. He turned in my direction. "At your service, my queen," he said so formally and I hated myself more. I punched him lightly on his arm. "Why the formality?" I asked. He looked away. "Nothing," he said. "C'mon, Fernandez, I'm sorry," I apologized. He shook his head. "You shouldn't apologize, you're the queen and have every right to yell at someone inconveniencing your space," "Stop that, Fernandez. What I did was wrong. You've been my best friend for so long and I shouldn't have reacted that way to you. I'm just so tensed up," I said and shrugged at
Ava's POV I rubbed my hands on my shoulders feeling the air more chillier than usual. Daniel had paid for the supplies and we were heading back to camp. Uncle was planning on getting a house in town and I couldn't wait. I didn't want us to keep staying in shabby cabins in the forest.We arrived back to the woods and saw uncle pacing about. "What took you so long?" Uncle barked at Daniel.He shivered. "The Queen was hassled by the alpha of the blood moon pack," he said.Uncle's face hardened as he turned in my direction throwing questions at once. "Did he hurt you? did he say anything to you?""He said the queen.." Daniel began but I interrupted him knowing what he had to say."He called me a weakling. The usual taunts of the blood moons." I signaled for him to leave and he walked away."I warned you not to leave the camp," he said. "I'm glad I did, "I said shrugging off."Ava," uncle's voice sounded low in a warning. I shrugged off again."I wasn't hurt, was I ?"I questioned."I for
Ava's POV A week had gone by and I haven't come across the mighty alpha of the blood moon pack. Not like I cared, but mainly because I stayed around the camp training and doing things to get him off my head.Uncle stuck to his words about me staying with the pack and I couldn't do anything about it. But today, I didn't obey. I wandered off the side of the river where the pack was.The snow that fell the previous night became too steep for my feet to bear. My wolf was eager to come out. For years, I've kept her hidden inside of me, but today, I couldn't. She loved the snow and being the only pure white wolf of the pack, she blended well with it.Falling to my knees, my bones cracked with a howl escaping my lips. It was more painful than I remembered and I was quite sure it was because I never transform into my wolf form often.The hairs on my body stood out and grew out more, and sharp claws sprung out of my fingers and toes. Longer canines sprouted from my mouth and in an instant,
Ava's POV Skye was lying on the bed and he was pale and white with his eyes closed. I held his hand sobbing and his hand was cold. I couldn't believe that he had left me in this cold world alone with no final words. "You cannot do this to me, Skye. You have to wake up. Wake up!" I practically yelled at him but he would not. Tears dropped from Camila's eyes as she consoled me. I pushed her away from me. I did not need her comfort. All I wanted was my husband. Mariya walked in with Anna. "The demon king has been burnt along with his ring and his ashes scattered away." She said. I did not care. That man who was my father has brought me nothing but pain and sorrow and now, he has succeeded in taking the love of my life away. I placed my head on his chest crying. "Please, wake up. Please, wake up." I pleaded but he did not listen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone tried to comfort me, but I would not take it. What more was there to live for? I've been separated from him for five
Ava's POV The training lasted till midnight before Skye allowed everyone to retire to their rooms for the battle ahead. The morning came more quickly than expected, but the pack warriors did not look like they lacked sleep. It must be that Skye had done this before. He addressed the pack concerning the battle with the demon king. A few warriors were assigned to guard the pack house with all their strength. We were ready, dressed, swords in our hands, ready for the battle that had taken place six years ago happening again. Just then a blast of wind sent many of the pack warriors flying off. I heard a burst of evil laughter and looked to see father appearing mid air. This was just after noon and he had taken us by surprise. "I told you I'd be back." He said smirking. Skye and I readied our swords and stood side by side. I wondered how he got his body. "Do not be surprised that I am in my body. This is all that I have planned," "I buried you," Skye said to him. "I dug my body
Ava's POV Davina laid on the bed with her eyes closed and I held her hand. Skye sat beside her, looking intently at her. Camila placed her hand on my shoulder giving me support. Slowly Davina opened her eyes. "Mum?" She called, trying to sit up and Skye helped her up. "Davina," I said, tears choking my throat as I pulled her closer to me. "Are you alright?" I asked her as I pulled her studying her. "Yes, mum," she said, looking around. "Why's everyone staring at me?" She asked, hiding her face in Skye's chest. "How're you feeling, Davina?" Skye asked. "I feel weak, dad." She replied. "She's alright now. She's no longer in the possession of the demon king. She's free." Mariya said and I heaved a sigh of relief. Anna's POV Davina was allowed to rest again and I walked down the stairs to find the sorcerer, Mariya sitting with a glass of water. "Come, child," she said taking notice of my presence. I was reluctant. "Come, child, don't be scared." She said and I moved to where s
Skye's POV I could hardly believe it. Ava was right and it turned out to be the demon king? How much of our lives would he keep ruining? Davina stared at her like she was crazy. "What's going on here? Mother?" She asked, coming close to Ava who looked ready to fall apart at any second. "Stop right there, you evil demon." Mariya, the sorcerer said. Davina paused and stared at her. "What are you saying?" She asked, looking scared. How could such an innocent looking child be possessed by Clark? "Father?" She looked at me. She was ready to cry. I turned to Mariya. "I don't think you're right. Davina is too little to be possessed by Clark," I walked towards the child to comfort her. "Stop right there, alpha," she said, stopping me in my tracks. "Do not move an inch closer to that child before you're stained by the demon in her." She said forcefully. She moved closer to Davina and began to chant. Davina stumbled back in fear and tried to run. "Stop right there, Clark Forest!" She
Ava's POV "Mum," She called out sweetly to me. "I was just telling Dahviel to come downstairs and have fun with us," she said. She could look into my eyes and blatantly lie after everything I saw. I decided not to react. I did not want to raise suspicion on her side. I needed to find out what was wrong with her. "That's great, dear, but your brother needs rest, Davina. Why don't you go to the party downstairs and have lots of pastries, hm?" I said to her. She jumped in excitement like the little child she was and skipped out of the room. Tears rolled down dahviel's cheeks silently. I held him to my chest as I pulled myself together. What kind of trauma was she trying to make her brother go through? Skye walked into the bedroom. "I figured out you'd be here. I've been looking for you. Why did you abandon me downstairs?" He asked all at once, coming in front of me. "Skye, there's a problem," I said to him. "Problem?" He looked puzzled. "What problem?" He asked. "I think
Ava's POV I paced the room in perplexity wondering what was going on with Dahviel. He wasn't like this and he sure doesn't tell lies about his sister. Skye and I had returned back to our bedroom after making sure Dahviel was asleep. Skye watched me pace around without a word and then finally unable to take it anymore, he broke the silence. "What is it, Ava? Are you still worried about what Dahviel said?" He asked me. I nodded. "Dahviel cannot just come up with a story that his sister was holding a knife," I said to him. "Does that really say anything?" He asked. I stopped pacing. "Of course it does, Skye. Did you not see how terrified he was?" He stared at the wall. "What point are you trying to make then?" He asked. "Either something is wrong with Davina or Dahviel himself," I said. He stood to his feet. "Natasha did send thugs to abduct them, remember? Dahviel might be suffering from the impact of the incident," he theorized. I sighed. "You think so?" I asked him. He held
Ava's POV It was just as delightful as before and memorable too. I will never be able to be in another man's arms except his. I watched him sleep with his hair tousled on his face. It felt just like it was yesterday I married him. I ran my fingers along his firm jawlines. He was beautiful. An embodiment of grace and handsomeness. His piercing hazelnut eyes was worth to die for. His straight nose drawn closely to small soft lips, tempting me to steal just one more kiss before I leave to attend to the children. Unable to resist the urge, I carried out the thought in my mind. I feathered a kiss on his lips. I lifted my head to see a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes slowly opened. "What a great way to start a day," he said and I chuckled. "Good morning, my love," I chuckled, my fingers trailing his chest. "Another pleasant way to start a day," he grinned as he lowered my head to his, entangling my lips in an intense and passionate kiss. Then, he teased my lips.
Skye's POV Everyone was all settled in the pack house and the pack were planning a party for the return of the queen. Ava. I had ceaselessly wondered what if I didn't regain my memory? Was that how I would have lost Ava for good and never get to see my children? I thank the moon goddess for making Robin care for them while I was unfit. This time around,I'll never let them out of my sight. I'll do everything I can to protect them. The very image of my thought walked into the room. "Skye, Davina and Dahviel will be going to see my uncle today," Ava said to me. I stood up from the bed. "That's alright," I replied, walking closer to her and bridging the gap between us. "That will give us enough time to spend together," I added, grinning mischievously as I cupped her breast. "Skye!" She exclaimed. "You pervert!" She said, slapping my chest playfully. "But, I've missed you so much. If I did not lose my memory, I won't have stayed without you all those long years," I replied wi
Ava's POV Robin had arranged some warriors from the blood moon pack to help in my cause. Everything had been planned and by noon, we stormed the crescent woods taking Fernandez and his minions unawares. He had an awful expression on his face when he saw me. "We meet again old friend," he said finally with an hardened smile. "We meet again, Fernandez,"I replied as we circled each other. Skye stood beside me sword drawn as the rest of the blood moon pack surrounded his minions. "You've come back after five years," he said, jeering. "To make you fall by the edge of my sword," I replied, unfaltering. He chuckled and smirked. "It will be difficult," he boasted. "But, it'll happen," I said and with that, I attacked him and the rest of the pack attacked his minions and some of my pack members were fighting the blood moons. Why? My thoughts were immediately vanquished as Fernandez and I clashed swords. We fought, rolled over dirt, and swerve from the impacts of the swords