Logan POV . . "Orora?! Sounds familiar!" I tilted my head to the side, trying to remember where I heard that name first. However, her mesmerizing amethyst orbs caught my sight. "This is our first time to meet, King Logan, and I am here to bring you good news!" She gestured for me to sit across from her next to Alpha Amos. I had no idea what had gotten to me that I followed her at once. It was like she had this magnet that pulled me to her, making me obey everything she would say. "King Logan, Witch Orora~" "You can just call me, Orora. There's no need to mention my job in the world. Humans hate us, and werewolves think we are a threat. The only creatures that validate our existence are the vampires and the faes!" Lengthy explanations, which were somewhat useful. She obviously or maybe accidentally hinted up the faes, which we thought were now extinct. The vampires, there were only a few of them left in our world. The nymphs and the mermaids and mermen remained under the wa
I had to stay still on the helicopter. As it traveled in the sky, my mind was also floating with different scenarios. What did the witches' coven look like these days? The last time I saw a coven was when I was only three years old, and I could barely remember what it looked like. All memories that were retained in my mind about their features were gruesome ones. Why was that? That was the time that my grandfather massacred the whole north coven of witches in California. The only reason: They declined the king's order to be his seer and his king. My grandfather wanted all the witches in the north coven to worship him and acknowledge him as their king. A long time ago, the North Coven was the strongest group of witches in the whole world. They could perform different kinds of powers such as majestic incantations, spells for curses, and summoning of the dead. Their leader could also do soul-swapping, dream travels, and teleport. These were the powers the king wanted on his side to
Logan POV . . Upon mind-linking my warriors that we had arrived at the right place, I felt like my energy was draining. My wolf, Thorin, wasn't responding, and my strength had weakened. I thought I was the only one who could feel it, but when I glanced at my wolves, they were all whimpering in excruciating pain. Even my beta Jackson couldn't utter a single clear word except for a wincing pain. Some of my warriors had already collapsed on the ground while others were trying to fight the discomfort and torment they felt. We had no choice but to shift in our human forms. "What's going on with us?" Beta Jackson questioned, irked in agony and confusion. "These are all the witches doing. We trespassed into their lands and destroyed their trees. We have to speak with them!" Even I, as a king, was terrified at what they could do. I had seen them using their powers on the werewolves before. "What trees?!" Draco asked this time. He was curled up on the ground. "You mean the branc
Logan POV . . "Your wolf will be the deal you help you find your mate!" Orora was enjoying her little success with a smirk and taunt. I, on the other hand, was trapped in a huge and unfavorable deal. The witches were well aware that if I was going to give up my wolf, there wouldn't be the Rogue King anymore. There would only be me, a simple human without powers and super strength. They could easily defeat me and my army. Aside from that, the Shadow Rock would fall. Jackson stepped forward, closer to where I stood. 'Don't do this. There must be another way!' He mind-linked me with his gaze fixed on them. 'Think well. Don't let your heart control you, Logan. Think about yourself. Think about us, the kingdom. The Rogues rely on you!' At that moment, everything that Jackson said was just a wind passing through me. My mind and my heart were filled with the absence of Jaque, and Thorin had been restless since. He howled as he felt my jumbled thoughts. He knew that I was put in
Logan POV . . I was scared to turn around and look. Although I could see the result of her presence in the facial reaction of Orora, I was still adamant about following my heart. "No! How could this be?" Orora freaked out. "I blocked you. I blocked your calling!" She was shaking in disbelief and shock. "You shouldn't be here!" She pointed her index at someone behind me. Someone I was so missed to see but scared to look now that she was here. A wind blew upon us, and a familiar scent caught my nostrils, making Thorin purr. 'She's here!' Thorin was jumping for joy while I was coated with anxiety. "Well, you didn't see us coming!" Somebody was with her, and I couldn't recognize who. I gasped. I clenched my fists tightly. I couldn't afford to see her, so I gradually moved my neck to the side until I saw a glimpse of her outlines. It was indeed her. She was here, and she was alive. "What did you do? How did you find me?" I heard a crisp voice coming from Orora as three fig
Jaque POV . . It took us a lot of effort to reach out to her only to find out that she wasn't the sister Anya said used to be, or she was always that traitor who played under our noses, and we just didn't see it well. We were blinded by her 'victim' behavior and innocent act. I was blinded by pity and the eagerness to protect her because among my sisters and brothers, I thought she was different. However, she wasn't. I could say she was worse than them! "Orora, we're giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Stop this madness now!" I yelled between their chants while Anya tried to reverse their strong spells. What percentage were the chances we had here? We had only one witch on our side and a bunch of snarling and growling oversized dogs ruled by their as* of-a-hole king. "You're giving me a chance, Shiva?!" She sneered. "I'm giving you a chance to retreat and give me Thorin. You will never win against us. We outnumbered you!" She laughed like a mad woman. "It's time for t
Jaque POV . . It had been three days since the war between the West coven witches and Shadow Rock warriors had ended. Orora and her sisters were in the dungeon of Logan's kingdom, and according to my source, they were being punished every day. Although I had no idea what punishment Logan prepared for a witch, I could just guess, based on his ruthlessness and fury, that it was something horrible. "Hey, I am going to order pizza. What flavor do you want?" Kelly, my best friend, nudged me on my little wanders. I had been staying at their place since I came back from my fake death. "Anything. You know I eat any pizza flavor on the table!" I smiled at her. The Newman had been hospitable and caring to me even before I met Logan. Now, they had been even more kind. "Okay, I will order Hawaiian and Pepperoni pizza. I'm starving. I think I could eat a horse tonight!" I creased my eyebrows at her words. Since Beta Jackson marked her, her wolf had become a foodie. "You know well
Logan POV . . "What the heck is she still doing at Blood Moon Pack? Draco, get the car ready!" I was fuming in anger, and my wolf was restless. Since we arrived from the West Coven, Jaque had never talked to me. Not even once. She caged herself in her best friend's place and never allowed anyone to speak to her. Anyone except for the family owners, of course. "My king, are we going to pick up our future queen?" Future queen her beautiful as*. She was annoying me most of the time. I didn't even know if she still deserved to be called that. "I've heard from Katrina that Alpha Adam is back, and he went to his beta's place to see her!" "What?!" Definitely not deserving to be called the queen. I was seething in rage confronting Orora at the dungeon, yet I couldn't crack her no matter what I did. "That woman is getting on my nerves!" I strode out, walking past Draco, who immediately followed me in a haste. He hastily opened the backseat door and gently closed it when I got in. D