Inside the limo was what I expected. It was quite big and with colors beige and white. It could accommodate ten people, do a little party with champagne, and/or do anything that the king wanted. It was wide, but with the ear-piercing silent, it looked narrow. Logan was sitting across from me, a poise of a king who seemed not to even age for the past six years. He was still the Logan who looked domineering and ruthless. The Logan who used to stare at me with dote and gentleness, but this time, his gaze was laced with judgment and contempt. He was trying to be calm, but his chest bounced up and down. "Mr. Knight, I am not comfortable when people stare at me this much!" I tried to speak normally, hiding the anxiety I felt inside. "Is there something wrong with my face?" I sternly met his stare, calming my nerves and hiding my fists while clenching the strap of my purse. "Why did you fake your death again?" His tone was strong and unwavering. "Mr. Knight, I told you. I am not t
Logan POV . . The moment I saw her at the doctor's office, I would just want to cage her in my embrace and feel as if she was real. However, her cold demure toward me gave me enough reasons to hate her at the moment. Even Thorin was exalted, seeing his mate alive and looking beautifully mature now. She was d*mned perfect in that lab gown and those glasses she was wearing. The cut of her short hair and its color accentuated her small face, making her look younger than her age. But beyond those captivating looks, she had laced a defiant behavior directly pointing at me. I sniffed her scent, which I had missed for a long time. My wolf's tail wagged, expecting to bask in that aroma again. My brows furrowed, and my eyes turned into slits when I couldn't smell anything special from her, except for that ethanol alcohol the hospital staff was using to wipe their hands. Then that dawned on me when my orbs crawled down to her neck where my mark was once proudly sitting. It was now cov
Logan POV . . My face was as dark as the evening sky. Draco even stepped back a bit when he came to open the car door. My surroundings were filled with different scenarios at the moment, and with some foul smell, too. I swore I had to teach this woman a lesson while she was with me. 'Ahm, my king, did she just puke on your suit?' Draco mind-linked me while covering his nostrils with his index. We both glanced at the woman drooling on my shoulder. I pursed my lips hard, controlling myself to gouge her droopy eyes so she would wake up. "As*hole king. You are not even that handsome!" Or maybe stitch her mouth so she could not talk again. 'My king, what are we going to do with her?' Draco was as stressed as I was. 'Bring her to the cage!' Furious, I threw her to Draco. 'Lock her up till she wakes up!' 'But we have a human here!' I almost forgot her friend, who was busy admiring the villa, ignoring the fact that her annoying friend was drunk. 'Fine! Bring her to t
Logan POV . . A deep sigh engulfed me as I ended the flashbacks and got out of the tub. I put on my white robe to cover my nakedness as droplets of water from my hair were wetting the marble floor. "Sir, it is me, Draco!" A knock came at the door, and Draco's voice after, beckoning me to open it. As I slightly opened, his anxious face welcomed me. "Sir, Miss Swanson, I mean Miss Davis is throwing some pieces of stuff in the room. We can't stop her!" "Wait for me!" I hastily put on my shirt and shorts and strode straight to her room, which was just adjacent to mine. Upon opening, her loud, upset voice pierced my ears. "What the heck?" The room was a complete mess. Even her friend couldn't stop her. "I apologize on her behalf, Mr. Knight. She is drunk. I don't know why she got drunk. I... Ahm....!" Her friend stuttered, obviously, scared. "Leave us, both of you!" My roar startled the human. She immediately held Draco's hand, making him frown. The two left right away when
Logan POV . . He could figure it out. This Alpha mutt could figure it out. While I was already aware that Lily and Jaque were the same person, he still had no idea about that. That was great. It was better to keep it that way! "Let's add that to our investigation, Alpha. For now, let's ~" "Is Miss Swanson here now?" How dare he cut me off? "Miss who?" I feigned I didn't hear him. At the moment, all I wanted was to rest. My eyes formed into slits upon seeing his unsettled expression. "Who are you asking?" "I mean, Miss Lily Swanson, the intern at Saint Paul Hospital, where my father was treated!" He looked very stern, and his words laid a different meaning. "Yes! She is resting!" I answered with a sigh, silently telling him to quit this talk and let's just all call it a day. I was really exhausted to the extent that I needed a pillow and blanket now. I could lie down here on the carpeted floor in my library. "That's... good to know. Where is... all right, my king!"
Unknown POV . . "So, these mutts are here?" His eyes turned red. As red as the blood, he was drinking from an ancient goblet. "Finally, they took my bait!" His sinister smile was dangerous. Although he had the looks of a god, inside him was a dark soul. I also sneered at the realization that everything happened for a reason. Fate brought everyone here. The pieces of the ancient puzzle were almost finished. There were only a few pieces left. Within the blink of an eye, goddess Diana's descendants would be revealed, and goddess Alectrona would wake up from her long slumber. "Summon them. We have a present to prepare for that king!" He tidied up the cloak that was hanging on his shoulders. His ancient-style English coat was shining from the light of the sun. His wavy short hair was silky black and shining, he was the epitome of a perfect firstborn. "Yes, master!" I was the loyal servant for centuries. Like my master, I was gifted with an immortal life and the ability to walk
Serena POV . . "She is alive?!" I repeated it twice just to confirm if I heard it right. Jackson had just received a call from Draco that Logan had fallen unconscious. He has never gotten weak. He was always strong, and he... he... he saw Jaque in the flesh...Alive! "She is not alive, Serena. She met someone who had a similar look to Jaque. That's what Draco told me on the phone!" Jackson was in the middle of packing his stuff when I barged into his room and asked him a series of questions about Logan's trip to Middlesbrough. "Do not confuse those two, and what are you doing in our house, in our room?" He stopped folding his clothes for a while and stared at me. "I just missed my nephew, that's all. I was supposed to visit him in his room when I heard you talking to Draco on the phone. Jackson, why don't you want to tell me these kinds of stuff? Don't you trust me?" I had noticed since that b!tch died six years ago, Logan kept a distance from me. He still brought me to his p
Serena POV . . "Can you stop pacing back and forth, Jackson? We are flying for Pete's sake!" I crossed my arms over my chest as I scowled at my cousin, who kept watching me like I was a five-year-old kid. He then stopped and placed his hands on the cushioned headrest. He fixed his gaze on me and sternly spoke. "You better behave there, Serena. I still have no idea how you fooled my wife to approve of your coming to Middlesbrough, but I am watching you!" I sighed at his boring speech and glanced at the window. We were on a private plane going to Middlesbrough. How did I make that she-wolf witch agree? Easy peasy! I just told her that I was going to keep an eye on Miss Lily Swanson, whether she was indeed her dead best friend or not. If there was one she-wolf that she hated the most in Shadow Rock, that was me, and I was going to use that to my advantage. "Jackson, I am going to Middlesbrough for the same reason you have. Logan is also important in my life. Aside fro
Jaque POV . . The mansion looked empty. Jackson and some of the warriors of Shadow Rock already went back to the US a month ago. They brought Serena and her omega to justice. I gradually sat on the sofa and accidentally touched my flat tummy. I remembered that I was no longer alone. I was carrying a tiny life. The fruit of our love with each other. "Baby, if your daddy knows you are arriving in the world before he left, he would have more strength to endure the possible hardships and struggles he would encounter there!" I whispered as I caressed my belly. Even if the baby was still a small blood, I felt like it had already a mind to think and a heart to feel. I guessed that was the essence of motherhood. Did my mom feel the same thing when she was conceiving me? "Your mind is flying!" Suddenly, Adam uttered, smiling. He sat beside me while his gaze was fixed on me. He crossed his arms over my chest, now smirking. I couldn't help but jokingly hit his arm. "Shvt up! I am just
Jaque POV . . "Jaque is pregnant?!" Adam exclaimed, shocked and not believing. "Are you sure about that?!" His face was as dim as the darkness in the forest. "Alpha Adam, when it comes to a new life, I don't doubt my intuition," Witch Anya exclaimed back. Then she glanced back at me. "Jaque, you're carrying a life inside you. You're carrying the king's heir. The more you need to be protected. I suggest you stay at the Blood Moon Pack until this baby is born!" "Seriously, Witch Anya, I prefer to stay at the kingdom rather than in the pack where I almost died every day. Don't you get me? Blood Moon Pack is more dangerous for me to live in!" I couldn't help but glanced at Adam, who suddenly looked down at the ground, feeling embarrassed and guilty. "No offense, Adam, but I am talking about my own blood there. Jasmine and her scheming mother!" Adam ambled toward me and held my hand. "Jaque, I swear in the eyes of the moon goddess that I will protect you and make you my priori
Jaque POV . . "Okay, they're gone. What are we still waiting for here? Christmas? New Year?!" Collen uttered with a little sarcasm. I couldn't blame him. We had been here for like hours, just staring at the darkness. "How about a new face?!" Victoria answered back, still upset. "Can't you be a little sensitive, Collen?!" She added. "Do I need to answer that?!" Collen retorted rather. These two were really more of a cat and a dog. "Come on, guys. If there's nothing that I need to do here now, I am going back to my chamber. Chao!" "Collen!" Victoria called him, but he shifted into a crow and flew away. "Really an a$$!" The high witch whispered under her breath. She was a bit cute when she crossed her arms on her chest. It showed the kid side of her when she also stomped her feet. Victoria was more than a hundred years old, who stopped growing when her mother transferred her power to her. It was a bit of pity that she was bestowed with such power and responsibilities a
Jaque POV . . We were here. We were now here at the final destination of the Rogie King. We clasped our hands as we approached the wooden fence near the entrance of this forest. It was just a simple barrier for human eyes, but for creatures like us, it was the doorway to the realm of the hollies. The fence was just beside the highway where a few cars passed by. This highway was in the middle of mountain trees, and the only lights that served as the vision of the drivers were the post lamps with a distance of ten meters away each. "So, this is it!" I breathed. "Are you ready, my king?" Forcing a smile, but my hands were shaking. I just couldn't imagine Logan parting with me again, and this one had no chance of returning. If he failed, then he failed. If he won, then it would be a great victory for everyone. "I am, sweetheart. Don't be anxious, okay? I promised to be back, hence I will be back!" He smiled back with the reassurance to return to me alive. I hugged him tight
Logan POV . . At night... "This is ridiculous!' Alaric snorted under his breath. Victoria commanded us to stay in the middle of the forest to reflect. It took them a couple of hours to convince us to agree to their stupid plan. Alaric picked up a stone and threw it in the dark. "F*ck!" I scoffed and rolled my eyes at his exaggerated expression. Getting up from the ground, I stepped away for a while. I couldn't stand being with this bloodsucker for just a second. How about more days or months? "To sh!t this!" I whispered good enough for him to hear it. He glanced over his shoulder before he gradually turned around. Our stares met, burning and bleeding in both rage and disgust. "You think I also approved of this, werewolf king?!" He sarcastically uttered, making me raise my brow at him. "No matter what we do, there is no way that vampires and werewolves will be at peace!" He stressed out. "You think I also want that, vampire prince?" I also told him with the same tone
Logan POV . . At night... "This is ridiculous!' Alaric snorted under his breath. Victoria commanded us to stay in the middle of the forest to reflect. It took them a couple of hours to convince us to agree to their stupid plan. Alaric picked up a stone and threw it in the dark. "F*ck!" I scoffed and rolled my eyes at his exaggerated expression. Getting up from the ground, I stepped away for a while. I couldn't stand being with this bloodsucker for just a second. How about more days or months? "To sh!t this!" I whispered good enough for him to hear it. He glanced over his shoulder before he gradually turned around. Our stares met, burning and bleeding in both rage and disgust. "You think I also approved of this, werewolf king?!" He sarcastically uttered, making me raise my brow at him. "No matter what we do, there is no way that vampires and werewolves will be at peace!" He stressed out. "You think I also want that, vampire prince?" I also told him with the same tone
Logan POV . . There was no way in this world, and in the realm of the gods and goddesses, would I team with this bloodsucker. I hated their kind and his guts! "I can go there alone, Jaque. I don't need anybody's help. Especially not with him!" Everyone could tell who I was talking about based on my glare in his direction, and the same with him, Alaric was throwing me a dagger stare. "I can't even stand his face in my castle. What do you think you're doing, Shiva?!" Alaric was also upset. His fangs were protruding in his gums. "If ever!" But then the wind had suddenly changed its direction. Alaric was massaging his chin while staring at me from head to foot. "Although I like the idea of having a special snack. A king's blood might be tastier than a normal wolf's blood!" My blood boiled at his words, and I sprinted toward him right away. Even if Thorin was dormant, I still had the wolf's speed in my system. "Say, that again, bloodsucking moron!" My voice vibrated with that
Jaque POV . . "How is he?" I was waiting outside of our designated bedroom for a couple of hours when Witch Anya finally came out with some potion in her hands. "What are those bottles for?" I pointed at the two small plastic bottles that had the colors green and yellow in them. "For your first question, King Logan is getting better, but still unconscious. Your second, these are vials for taming Thorin and making him weak a little bit!" She walked past me and turned around after. "Jaque, you can see him now!" Witch Anya smiled. "Victoria is watching him!" I just nodded and stood up. I went straight to his bed, where he was lying unconscious. Victoria was just calmly watching him. "Logan, can you hear me?" I whispered in his ear. I heard him groan and was delighted to see that he was responding. He was so pale. Thorin had taken a lot of his energy earlier. "Logan!" I sat on the edge of his bed. Victoria was just watching my every move. "I am just here!" I whispered again. Wi
Jaque POV . . "Where are they? Are they still outside?" Witch Anya questioned upon appearing in front of us. Victoria was with her, just like her neutral expression, calm and cold. When the blast of something like thunder flashed on the door, creating an ear-deafening noise, the usual calm Victoria jumped on her post and gripped Witch Anya's arm tightly. "We have to stop them now. We are wasting too much time!" I yelled at them, making them all glance in my direction. When they saw how serious I was, even Logan, who was a high and mighty king, obeyed at once. "Let's go. You stay behind me, sweetheart!" He whispered as he placed himself in front of me, shielding me from the enormous fight outside. "Witches, form a small circle!" Orora commanded. I was stunned that none of the two protested at her demanding tone. As they began chanting a spell in Latin, Collen also shifted into an eagle and flew toward Alaric, who was shooting fireballs at Amira. On the other hand, Amira