Elsa's POV He shushed me and cover my mouth. He looked behind me, and watched the guards walk closer to the tree after hearing my voice. "Come out now, miss Luna of the crescent," The guard taunted, as he got closer.Suddenly, they heard the footsteps of a guard who had gone with the other group, distracting them momentarily. He rested his hands on his knees, panting heavily. "We've found her," he informed.The head of the guards drew his brows in confusion and looked towards the tree where he heard a female voice. "We captured her already," the informant added. The officer nodded and they all went ahead, going towards the place where they caught me, or rather, someone who looked like me. I let out a deep breath that I held in for long, in relieve of not getting caught. "Are you alright?" Damien asked, scrutinizing me from head to toe. "I should have come earlier. Sorry for wasting time and making you pass through all these."I stared at him for a few seconds, and relieve rushe
Damien's povI couldn't control myself. The way she stared at me and the emotions in her eyes, drew me to kiss her. I wanted to stop, but my emotions was stronger than the little warnings in my head. I kissed every part of her lips and surprisedly, she didn't push me away but kissed me back. I took my hand to her waist and she shuddered at my touch. I deepened the kiss and when we finally pulled away, we were both breathless. I looked at her and noticed the corners of her lips curled up into a warm smile.She wasn't angry or pissed off. "I care about you a lot, Elsa. I adore you. I want to be with you. I what to stay by your side as long as I can. I want to be yours," I confessed, letting out my feelings to her. She stared at me for a few seconds before she drew closer and rested her head on my chest."I adore you, I like you. I don't know the best words to use to tell you how I feel," she confessed and for a minute, it felt as if my heart stopped. I tightened my arm around her
Hector's pov"HOW DARE YOU ALL LET HER ESCAPE!" I growled out and the ground shook due to the force I asserted. The loud breaking sound of the newly acquired lion statue by my throne, echoed in the meeting hall. The guards were all on their knees, shivering in fright. They should. They should be scared 'cause they had caused me something important and had awaken the rage in me, ready to burn and consume everything on it path."How dare you let her slip away from your grasps? She is a weakling and you couldn't handle her?" I roared."My…my lord. She… I… I tried to…s-stop her. But she… was… wasn't weak," One of the guards covered in bandage for what I don't care for, shuttered with his head lowered, daring not to look at me. "She wasn't weak? Are you trying to say she fought against the chemical within a day and became strong?" I questioned, with amusement dancing in my voice. They all sounded stupid. The chemical was a strong one and she can't fight it off. Her getting strong sound
Caspian's POV We walked into the courtyard with our heads need in shame. We couldn't bring ourselves to looking at the Alpha and the disappointment enveloping his face. "It's about time," he muttered. "Now, where is the Vela Harmento?"I went on my knees immediately and Raider did the same. "I am sorry Alpha, but we lost it," I answered, remembering the battle I had with Damien and I still lost anyway. "What do you mean by you lost it?" He questioned, probably staring daggers at us. "We weren't the only one in search of the vela Harmento. Damien and the other guy, Dennis, were also in search for it. We fought to get it but unfortunately, they won. They had the hell of the lake's monster." I answered even though I lied in some point. They never had the help of anyone. They beat us singlehandedly. Besides, I was the one who got the help but i failed anyway. That damn Marcus deceived me and failed. He almost made Damien kill my body and that would have been hard to come back to it.
Melinda's POVDarkness was all that surrounded me. I couldn't see, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk. I was locked in a forever darkness, but I wanted out. I don't know how it happened or what brought me into the empty space, but I knew it was my soul floating in the air.My body was at the edge of giving up and I could feel it. No matter how much I tried to move or tried to look for an escape way, something or rater, someone, kept drawing me back. It was as if there was a force holding me back. Someone was involved and the only way I could get nab is to fight him and bring him down. That way, he won't be able to clock my magic flow. But I couldn't do anything to help myself out of my vegetative state. 'Help!' I kept screaming in my head.It took days, months until it got to a year and I was still locked in. The time in the spiritual realm is faster than the time in the real world. A year could mean a week in the real world. It was forever for me. With each passing day, I kept tr
Melinda's POV I gasped out, and began to pant heavily. I was sweating and my heart was thumping against my ribcage. My memory seemed blank and it felt as if I was floating on thin air. "Melinda?" I heard someone called me, but the voice seemed distant. "Melinda, can you hear me?" The voice called out to me again and shook me. I gasped out again and batted my lashes, getting my blurry view clear. I felt a hand in my cheek and I shivered in fright. "Melinda, wake up. We are safe now," the voice said again. I blinked and my gaze fell on Damien, who was seating beside me. Yes Damien, behind him was the Luna, Dennis was standing beside, and Camille.I remembered everything. I remembered their names and their faces. I was locked in the spiritual realm but I somehow survived. I faced the Marcus and I think I was able to use my dark magic a bit, although, the memory wasn't clear enough. Camille walked closer and helped me seat well. "Are you alright?" The Luna asked, staring at me wi
Damien's povIt was a huge relieve for everyone seeing Melinda awake. She was able to defeat that man and got out. That meant, he had gone out of Caspian's body, but I had no idea if Caspian was alive. It would be a huge relieve for us if he dies. But, Melinda was acting arrogant and that got me pissed off. Everyone of us risked our lives for her, especially Elsa who went as far as going into the enemy's territory just to get the cure. Elsa was still trying her best to keep her calm while telling us she was just frightened, but she wasn't ready to calm down. Finally, she did but the doctor said she lost her voice which was sacrificed for using her dark magic. Everyone left the room, leaving me behind. It was an opportunity to ask about Marcus without anyone hearing us. I wanted to know more about him and handle him myself. I stepped closer and sat beside her. "What happened to the man you faced?" I asked, staring at her. "I am talking about Marcus. Nod your head if he died."Sh
Elsa's POVThe day was going stressful more than I could imagine, but, a good thing happened, which was Melinda gaining her consciousness. I excused myself and went back to my room to get a special herb I had reserved. A herb that help relieve any pain, but getting back there, I heard Damien's voice but I couldn't figure out what he was saying. Knowing they were together made my heart skipped a beat. I know I shouldn't feel this way as I should be bothered about Melinda, but I couldn't help the feeling. I swallowed hard and went on to the room but almost bumped into Damien who came out at the same time. He was taken aback at first but suddenly held my hand and went to his room. At that moment, the feeling i had disappeared and was replaced with satisfaction of him being code to me. I thought about his suggestion to leave the pack for some days and go to a place where we could relax. I wanted to scream yes, as I imagined what it would be like, with just the both of us together in
Elsa's POVThe morning air felt crisp beneath Elsa's face, it made her inhale deeply just feel alive. Most wolves remained still deeply exhausted from a long night's intense running beneath a dark moon. Tension in the air had lessened somewhat but a long way remained before peace settled eerily over everyone slowly. I stood at the edge of the clearing watching sunlight spill slowly through trees in the morning's warm golden light. Vivid moments reminded me why we fought passionately under incredibly difficult circumstances. Beauty of the forest and the promise of a new day was utterly worth fighting for with every ounce of strength.“Couldn’t sleep?” Damien’s voice came from behind me, low and steady.Damien's voice emerged from somewhere behind low and eerily steady as he murmured couldn't sleep. I turned seeing him walk toward me, his golden eyes warm beneath exhaustion etched deeply into his rugged features slowly. He looked pretty rough somehow but that wasn't surprising.“I needed
Damien's povDarkness swirled around me like murky fog as I navigated camp with senses heightened extremely. War finally ended but the forest still reeled deeply beneath dark eerie shadows. Scars on land and wounds on wolves were exacerbated by a fragile thread of trust holding packs together somewhat precariously now. Every step felt like balancing precariously on a knife's edge and I couldn't shake the feeling that one wrong move would send us all tumbling back into utter chaos suddenly. I found Elsa near the edge of her silhouette, outlined by the glow of the rising sun overhead slowly. She stood with arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the horizon as if searching fairly intently for answers somehow out there. Wind whimsically danced around her head tugging at stray locks but she remained frozen somehow unable to brush them aside slowly.“Couldn’t sleep?” I asked, stepping closer.Couldn't sleep. I stepped really close and asked softly,“Too much on my mind.”I nodded, coming to stand be
Elsa's POVElsa's perspective reveals battle aftermath settles deep within her chest as heaviness makes breathing incredibly difficult somehow. I stood at the edge of Whispering Falls where rushing water seemed ridiculously loud, drowning out faint murmurs of wolves downstream. Cool spray touched my face grounding me briefly beneath a clear blue sky. War had finally come crashing down. Remnants of Shadow Council fled or fallen and forest belonged solely back our way now. Victory felt somewhat hollow somehow. Numerous lives were lost under exceedingly dire circumstances. Numerous faces would slip forever from my sight suddenly.“Elsa.”I turned to see Damien approaching. Damien emerged from darkness behind me. He moved silently with a fluidity that hid his evident fatigue.“How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice low, almost hesitant.“Tired,” I admitted. “And… lost.”He stepped closer, his hand brushing against mine before he took it fully. His golden eyes locked onto mine and we stoo
Damien's POV The morning sun reveals camp life has slowed down somewhat but peace still eludes it utterly. Silence fell ominously just before turmoil erupted in a deeply unsettling manner. Packs slowly began settling down following initial days of chaos but their wounds still felt incredibly raw. Plenty of physical ones existed as well somehow. Mistrust, fear and uncertainty lingered like a dark shadow over everybody somehow. I stood near the edge of a clearing watching some wolves rebuild makeshift shelters damaged during the last attack beneath the darkening sky. Their movements slow and cautious unfolded beneath fragile circumstances where loud noise possibly threatened delicate harmony holding everyone together. A faint rustling sound behind me suddenly caught my attention and I turned fairly quickly, finding Lyra quietly approaching. Her face looked incredibly worn out with dark circles under her normally sharp eyes that appeared dull from sheer exhaustion.“They’re not saying it
Damien’s POVThe moment I stepped back into the camp, I could feel the tension in the air. Wolves moved with purpose, their expressions grim but determined. Elsa had done well in my absence, rallying the packs and preparing them for what lay ahead. Still, seeing her again, standing strong despite the weight of leadership, sent a wave of relief through me.She had always been strong, but now that strength was tempered with something deeper—an unyielding resolve. As we moved through the camp, I could see how the others looked at her, their eyes filled with trust and hope. She carried the weight of their survival on her shoulders, and though it clearly exhausted her, she didn’t falter.“You look like you haven’t slept,” I said softly as we approached the central fire.Her lips quirked into a faint smile. “Neither have you.”She wasn’t wrong. The mission had been grueling, and the constant threat of discovery kept me on edge the entire time. But now wasn’t the time to dwell on that.“We d
Elsa’s POVThe air around the camp was tense as if everyone could feel the storm brewing on the horizon. The scouts who had been monitoring Damien and Lyra’s mission had returned, reporting their progress and the chaos they’d sown in the enemy’s ranks. While the news was good, it didn’t erase the unease sitting heavily on my chest.Damien had been gone for over a day now, and every passing hour stretched painfully long. I tried to distract myself by staying busy, organizing patrol rotations and keeping morale high, but my thoughts always circled back to him.Standing near the falls, I let the cool mist settle over my skin. It was quiet here—a brief reprieve from the bustle of the camp. But even this place, which once brought me peace, felt hollow without Damien by my side.“Elsa.”I turned to see Lyric approaching, her dark eyes steady as she stopped a few feet away. She’d been one of my strongest supporters since the packs united, but even she seemed on edge lately.“You should rest,
Damien's POVThe morning air was cool, crisp, and filled with the distant hum of the forest waking up. Around the camp, wolves were already stirring, their movements slower than usual after the tense meeting from the night before. The packs were growing stronger, but fear lingered in their eyes. We were so close to the final confrontation, and the pressure weighed on everyone.I stood near the edge of the clearing, watching as Elsa moved through the camp. She carried herself with purpose, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes, the strain she tried so hard to hide. Leading this alliance wasn’t easy, and it was taking a toll on her.“Damien.”Lyra’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. She approached me, her expression sharp as always. Lyra was like a storm—impossible to ignore, unpredictable but undeniably necessary.“What is it?” I asked, crossing my arms.“We’ve identified the enemy’s next move,” she said, her tone brisk. “Scouts returned early this morning. Their forces are gather
Elsa's POVThe breaking day reveals a camp shrouded in eerie stillness this morning beneath softly rustling leaves and faintly chirping birds. Packs stirred sluggishly beneath faint morning light savoring brief moments of calm before turmoil erupted again suddenly. I was already up pacing edgily along the forest's murky edge. My mind felt pretty edgy racing through details of upcoming events rapidly in anxious anticipation somehow. Lyra's plan worked beautifully under cover of darkness; our scouts reported signs of hesitation among enemy ranks and their movements slowed noticeably. Yet that fleeting moment wouldn't endure very long afterwards. They will regroup swiftly then strike with increased ferocity. As leader of this exceptionally fragile alliance I couldn't afford faltering now under terribly difficult circumstances. Weight of it bears down heavily on me beneath dark shadows of uncertainty surrounding everything. I must safeguard every wolf here under my care somehow. Damien sn
Elsa's POVElsa's vantage point revealed air feeling unnervingly chilly beneath dismal grey skies. I stood near the edge of Whispering Falls darkness gathering rapidly as warm sunlight faded slowly beneath the horizon. My thoughts formed a knotty mesh of dark apprehensions and tactics that perpetually looped back around one fundamental concern we weren't ready yet. Packs lay scattered everywhere, loyalty seemed fragile. Though we had started building trust it was still pretty fragile under intense pressure and uncertainty of war. War loomed ominously on the horizon. Damien stood silently by my side, his presence feeling uncommonly grounding these days. Silence hung heavy between us for a bit, somehow saying more than any words. He broke silence pretty abruptly.“We’ll make it through this, Elsa.”I turned to him, my chest tight. “You say that as if you believe it.”“I do.” He faced me, his golden eyes steady. “Because I believe in you. We'll make it through this Elsa. My chest felt tig