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
Serena POV . . We still had an hour left, and I was already on the verge of jumping out of this car and just shifting. I was faster than this metal. However, that witch's words were ringing in my ears. She told me to wait for a coming surprise. I had no idea what that surprise was. I was edgy. I felt something unusual. We were now in the middle of the mountain forest, and something was lurking in the woods. I couldn't see it, but I could totally feel it. "Keep your eyes open wolves. Something is wrong with the trees. Their movements are strange!" Jackson uttered, giving us a warning. I noticed that, too. There was no wind, but the leaves were moving frantically. "We have to mind-link Alpha Adam since King Logan isn't stable now. Beta Jackson, there is a fog ahead of us!" Kyle uttered. Oh! No! I knew that fog too well. I held the headrest of the driver's seat and stared at the fog coming our way. "Jackson, you have to stop!" I calmly told my cousin. Even if I worked with
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'