Jaque POV . . We arrived at the palace, and thousands of warriors and staff were already waiting for us from the gate to the field. I was astonished at the same time terrified. "Did the king just order the whole armada to look for us?" Kelly was also stunned. "D*mn, Jaque. You're screwed!" She even added tension to my already trembling aura. "To think that shape-shifter said the king didn't care about my absence at all!" I mumbled before letting out a deep, frustrating sigh. "I think he just tricked us into getting mad at your mate. But... what was his purpose, though? I couldn't get it. King Logan helped them find a shelter to stay!" Even I was puzzled about that. Of all the things that happened yesterday, my mind was getting baffled as time passed by. There was just one thing that validated my theory, though. "That shape-shifter is powerful. He has the same vibes as Orora!" I held the reins of my horse tight, preparing myself to bring my presence to my king. "Or
Jaque POV . . Inside his vast room... "Logan, I admit what I did was wrong. I admit I disobeyed you countless times. But the last time wasn't entirely our fault. The shape-shifter tricked us. You know his power. You've also been tricked by him before. Logan, please reconsider!" I was already beseeching in front of him. "You disobeyed me countless times, and I saved you from everyone's judgment countless times, Jaque. I don't want us to be like this, but you are the one forcing me to be like this to you!" He cupped my cheeks with his palms, and also, with a pleading look like mine, I could feel his heart tearing apart. "I don't have anywhere else to go, Logan!" I sniffed like a child. I don't want to go back to Blood Moon Pack. I... I don't really have a home!" I looked down at the carpeted floor. "I gave you a home at Shadow Rock, but you ruined it. Jaque, what I am doing now is for your own good. Rather than you being thrown at the dungeon again or being whipped a hundre
Jaque POV . . I felt like the world had turned upside down with what I heard. A year?! A freaking year?! I was unconscious for a freaking year! How did that happen?! "Well, I know you have plenty of questions!" It looked like Witch Anya really had this mind-reading power. I was just staring blankly at her while she explained everything. Only a few registered in my mind. "You unleashed your power, and it broke down the palace into two parts. King Logan's room was totally wrecked. Before that happened, I heard you calling for my help, so I went to your aid, only to find out that you were covered with bricks and shattered glasses!" "Huh?!" I blinked my eyes several times, trying to comprehend her words. While she was mixing some substances in a big bowl, she continued narrating. "Everyone thought you were dead. Some people in the palace were injured, and luckily, nobody got hurt seriously!" She then glanced at me. "Except you!" "Kay!" Was the only word that replied to he
Jaque POV . . Weeks had passed, and I was getting used to being alone, not having Logan around me. Humans said moving on after a breakup wasn't that easy. It was difficult and could drain your energy and sanity. You would miss that person you once shared your secrets, happiness, and love. You would reminisce about the places you both went to. You would cry over old photographs either from your phone or from your homemade photo album. You would always stare at your twin in the mirror and ask yourself, "What have I done?" However, on my part, I chose the harder path to take. The path where there was a promise to myself. A promise of self-respect and self-love. A promise that there would be a goal to pursue. That goal was to succeed in the battle of life, to not quit, no matter how painful the struggles were. I promised not to cry over men again. Two heartbreaks were enough. F*ck to both of them, Alpha D*ckhead and King Jacka*s! I was Jaque Davis, half human and half she-wolf
Jaque POV . . A woman was dressed in her doctor's suit. The hem of her laboratory gown flapped around her knees as she marched, enjoying her new uniform. She adjusted her rectangular-shaped glasses with her finger and smiled at everyone she met. "HI! Good morning!" She was glancing from left to right and then visa versa. "How are you today?!" She was excited as she hugged the clipboard on her chest. "Good morning to you, too!" Her little daydream was stopped by Witch Anya's greeting. "Are you thrilled with your new task?!" She asked the girl, looking in the mirror, still smiling beautifully. "Lily Swanson, I am talking to you!" "Ops! That was me! "Yes, I hear you, Witch Anya. Oh! I mean, mom!" I giggled, clamping my mouth with my hand. Witch Anya scowled at me, but it was just for a second. "Let's have breakfast. You will be late for your internship!" Yes! I was now an intern at a small hospital here in Middlesbrough in North Yorkshire, England. Five years had pass
Jaque POV . . 'Hmm! This is a wonderful sight!' Shiva kept on talking to me while the presenter was speaking in front. She was explaining our tasks as interns, but I couldn't focus because of my annoying wolf. She had been staring at Doctor Williams, who was sitting next to me. 'Shut up, will you?' I scolded her for the 10th time. 'I need to concentrate here!' I gritted my teeth at her, giving her a warning, which the doctor mistakenly saw. "Are you alright?" He immediately asked in a whisper. "Yes, Doctor. I am fine!" I replied right away, avoiding his gaze at me. 'My hooman is fine, Doctor, but I am not. I am sick and I need your care!' Shiva was trying to ascend as my eyes flickered from moss green to emerald, and I was this close to yelling at my perverted wolf. I closed my eyes so he couldn't see they flickered, and I hoped that he would also stare in the other direction, not just in mine. "Are your eyes alright?" He asked this time. He mistook my shutting as an ill
Jaque POV . . 'It can't be!' I told Shiva. 'He can't be wounded!' How did that happen?! 'Maybe something happened in the pack!' Shiva answered. 'I can smell something on his wounds. It is wolfsbane. No wonder his wounds don't heal by themselves!' 'I realize that now. Shiva, we need Mom for this. The hospital staff can't heal a werewolf. He needs us. Dad needs us!' No matter how cruel they were to me in the past, he was still my father. And I had not seen him for years now. 'Remember, Jaque. You are Lily now. You're no longer Jaque Davis. You are Lily Swanson now!' 'I will always keep that in mind, Shiva. Come on, let's mind-link mom!' I was about to leave the emergency room when the nurse earlier held my arm. "You are a doctor intern. Where do you think you're going?" "To the restroom. I have to pee!" I lied. She stared at me for a moment before releasing my hand. I sprinted right away. I looked for a quiet corner to mind-link Witch Anya for the restroom was not
Jaque POV . . I was in our department, waiting for the updates for my dad and the other guy. My fingers tapped the table rhythmically as my eyes were fixed on the door. Once the door swung open, I got up and strode toward Ayesha at once. She was told to accompany the nurses in the ICU for that day. Tomorrow would be my schedule. "How's d-the patient?" I almost said, Dad. It was a good thing Ayesha didn't notice it. "He is still weak, but his wounds are getting better. I mean, like really healing. No scratches or scars!" Ayesha replied as she ambled to her desk. "Even the nurses are amazed. He is still unconscious, though!" This wasn't good at all. Dad and his companion needed to be transferred to any werewolf hospital in London as soon as possible before the people at the hospital could notice their differences. "What about the other guy?" Ayesha then glanced at me and shrugged her shoulders. "Same. Weak and unconscious. Also, some of his wounds disappeared like magic
Orora POV . . The beam of light was too much that it could blind our sight. We had to cover our eyes with our hands while watching how the transfiguration of the king happened. He floated in the air while his head was lifted in the sky. The light cracked the strong ancient bricks and shook the towering castle. We heard Collen, who was still in his dragon form, growl. Then his voice at the back of our heads came next. 'Have you found the dragon king? Hurry up! Something is happening here!' 'Yes, we have found him. He is still unconscious, but he got his wings back!' King Logan responded. However, upon replying to Collen, King Arabic Reubus opened his eyes, which were still in full while. But his looks were like that of a god. The sackcloth was gone. He was now wearing a white pair of pants but still topless and barefooted. He gradually landed in front of us, staring at us with such curiosity. "King Arabic Reubus, welcome back!" King Logan greeted with a chest fist, which onl
Orora POV . . "Answer my question, Witch? Where is she now? What did you do to her?" Of course, he was referring to his late wife, the former queen of the dragons. His grip on my neck was getting tighter, and I was now being choked. I could feel the air passage in my lungs restrained, making me gag. "K-king Arabic Reubus, Queen Latifia is just there. She does not go anywhere!" For him to feel that his wife was living in his memory, I never let him feel that way. I never used the past term to make him know that his queen and mate had been dead for millenniums. The king of dragons glanced into the tomb. His eyes glistened when he saw his wife's tomb was indeed on the spot where it was earlier. It just moved to the dark corner for a few minutes, but also came back to where it was. "How? How could that be? I saw it. I saw it was gone!" He shook his head as he blinked his eyes. He was still gripping my neck while I was lifted in the air. Now, I had to hit his chest with my f
Orora POV . . I had to speak with him before it was too late. If he was King Arabic Reubus, then he needed my help. He needed my magic to get his kingdom back. I levitated until I reached the end of the castle, but he was not there. I focused as I closed my eyes and took only one object in my mind. Imagine I was the king and wanted to get my wings back. Where would I go? "The underground!" I whispered to myself. Yes, if the wings were his source of power, Alectrona would keep them away from him. She would make sure that the king would never find them. "Underground, where are you?" I was like a crazy woman conversing with myself. Then I heard a loud thud from my right. I glanced around and saw nothing except for a brick wall and a huge shelf with books. "Who would put a shelf here? This wasn't even a library?" I shook my head and ticked my tongue. I was about to turn around and leave when I heard another noise from the same spot. I levitated to my right and observed the wall.
King Logan POV . . If he was here, then I had to find him. I could guess he could still remember me, if ever. The kingdom was chaos. The shape-shifters shifted into different creatures. Some mimicked Collen as a dragon, but Witch Orora had seen that coming. She put a spell on Collen. They could not copy his image. If they tried hard, they would just end their life. I strode to the entrance of the castle, watching the four warriors on alert. "You!" One of the warriors stepped forward with his sword in his hand. "Glad you remember me!" I sneered as I ambled toward them. "We'll never forget you, Thorin. You are a traitor, and you killed one of us!" The other warrior responded. He also prepared to attack as he swung his sword at me. However, I had just gripped the blade, ignoring the blood spouting on my palm. "What are you doing?" He asked and was shocked when he saw me not affected by the wound. "You are not hurt!" He added. The rest of the warriors immediately surrounded m
Amira POV . . "We are here!" Orora uttered. We glanced down and saw nothing but dark clouds. "We can't see anything. Only these dark clouds!" I told my sister. "Orora, can you do something?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "I can't make these clouds clear, but Collen can!" She made her voice louder so we could hear her. I glanced at the king and noticed his quietness. He might be thinking about Orora's words earlier. "Collen, can you make our path clear?" Orora asked one more time, and Collen, as the golden dragon, let out a menacing growl before he blasted a huge fire, dispersing these dark clouds. When the sky was as clear as immaculate, we looked down and almost fell on Collen's scales when we saw the lost kingdom of Diaphora. I knew it was the lost kingdom of the dragons. The old twin castles were still there, standing magnificently and towering over the remaining towers. "So, it's true!" I uttered. Although my voice was covered by Collen's wings' flapping, I
Amira POV . . I couldn't wait to see Alpha Adam Hayes, and hopefully, we weren't late yet. I had this anxious feeling that something was not right. I was waiting for Orora and King Logan inside this stinky room. I rummaged the room with my eyes and grimaced my nose when the strong smell of a cat hit my nostrils. I couldn't help but rub my nose with my fingers. King Logan and Orora were giving the two betas and the alphas of every pack important instructions for the coming of Alectrona. The kingdom needed to be prepared in advance. They made the dome safer, added more protective layers and spells, and renovated it wider. There were also some stretcher beds for the elderly and the kids. Rooms for pregnant women and their babies were built along with their basic needs. Some healers like Demeter and the imperial physicians were also on alert, preparing herbs, medicines, and some potions to fight wolfsbane and silver, just in case. As for my kingdom under the seven seas, Ayesha
Amira POV . . (The same time of event with the sparring) "You are lucky we didn't kill you right away!" Orora pointed her wand at Delmar, who at the moment was now in the dungeon in the Shadow Rock Palace. The dungeon was located in the 3rd basement of the king and queen's luxurious home. The other day, we made a trap for Delmar. I called him to meet me in the woods. Delmar was very cautious since the girls found his real identity. However, due to my behavior with him, I still got his trust. He obeyed at once when I said that I wanted to meet him because it had been a while since the last time we saw each other. "What's the meaning of this?" Delmar's furious gaze was fixed on me, ignoring Orora's words and Shiva's presence. "Amira, why did you lock me up here? What have I done this time?" He glanced at my sisters, who were just sneering at him. Orora chained him in both hands. The metal chains were attached strongly to the wall. How did we take him here? Easy! I ma
Adam POV . . We both had wounds and bruises everywhere. Swollen eyes and bloody noses and mouths, but the more we prolonged this fight, the more we felt energized. I guessed no one wanted to yield. The cheering was getting louder as the training field was getting messier. "Come on! We want more!" The crowd roared. "Is that the best you both got? We've seen those moves before. We want a fresh fight!" The crowd was uncontrollable. As my sight caught Dameron's sneer while gazing at me, my wolf prepared for his next move. It looked like Kylo had already foretold Dameron's moves. "You heard them, Delmar. They are bored!" Dameron snickered. "It is time to finish this!" He stepped back and forth and then breathed deeply. "Huh! Better yield. You will never win!" 'He is exhausted. He can't take another round. He is just pretending to be strong, but his energy is draining!" Kylo's voice sprang up at the back of my head. Although he had been helping me since this fight had begun, t
Adam POV . . I kept in mind what Reuben just said about Dameron. As I was walking to the training field, I heard the groans and screams of the warriors sparring together. Most of Alectrona's warriors were shape-shifters. According to Reuben, she liked the shape-shifters more than any creatures in our world. Well, of course, since they had more advantages than us. Once they shape-shifted, all of the characteristics of the creature they mimicked, including their powers, were adopted by them. I immediately saw Dameron outside of the circle, staring sternly at the two fighters fighting. Their bodies were already covered by blood, but they didn't stop. What kind of sparring was this? Fight to death?! Maybe Dameron smelled my presence, so he glanced in my direction. He smirked upon seeing me and stood up from his chair. "Quiet!" He roared, and the whole training field fell into silence. "Our main guest is here!" His smirk was getting on my nerves. "Everyone, just in case you don'