The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 23 are:
Voco ad silentium, (woh-ko ahd see-lehn-tee-oom)
Quod te circumdat, (kwod teh keer-koom-daht)
Voco ad tenebras, (woh-ko ahd teh-neh-brahs)
Quod te celat, (kwod teh keh-laht)
Voco ad lucem, (woh-ko ahd loo-kem)
Quod per te splendet, (kwod teh splehn-deht)
Coniunctim simul, (koh-nee-ook-teem see-mool)
Tu potes ab omnibus latere. (too poh-tes ahb om-nee-boos lah-teh-reh)
It has been loosely translated it as:
I call to the silence,
It surrounds you,
I call to the darkness,
It conceals you,
I call to the light,
It shines through you,
Together as one,
You can hide from all.
It has been a while since I had to learn Latin and use it, so I think my declensions are correct. I started learning Latin at 7 years. My grandfather taught me both Classical and Church since I went to an Anglican church school. I took it during high school as one of my language choices. My grandfather was so precious to me, that I have tried to keep up my understanding of the language. It has certainly help understanding the complexities of grammar in many languages.
There is also a difference in the way Church Latin and Classical Latin is spelt and pronounced. Church Latin is closer to Italian in pronunciation and spelling. I have endeavoured to spell this in the Classical Latin form. Such as, using 'quod' instead of 'id'.
Renée's Point of View After spending a relaxing afternoon and evening with Delilah, we decided to trust in the Goddess and move in together. We would take other parts of the relationship a little slower, but it would take a little while for me, especially, to get used to sleeping in the same bed with another person, let alone mating. I had never been in a relationship before with a female or male. We each found males and females attractive, and Delilah had been out with both. I had just been too dedicated to my job. In my mind, there was a big difference between some random person and your God or Goddess-gifted mate. There was also the fact that although Fae lived for many thousands of years, I was still only in my thirties, while Delilah was 107 years old. She felt a little weird about being much, much older than me.
Adriana's Point of ViewYesterday afternoon, Daemon and I took the opportunity to spend time with the twins. I always missed them terribly when we went away. Regrettably, it just wasn't safe to bring them, not with the places we ended up going. One day, maybe.At breakfast this morning, we all stated what our plans were for the day. Charlotte and Adam were going over the rosters for patrols and guards. For the guards, there was the Royal Guards who were protecting the mansion where we lived. There was another set of guards who manned the gate where all visitors were supposed to enter and exit. Then there was the border protection.Border protection involved patrols at different intervals. Each patrol group consisted of six warriors. Three would patrol in human form, while the others were in wolf form. Our human forms could see, hear and smell almost as well as our wolves, but it was only an almost. Having three in wolf form gave that extra level of detection.Since the Royal Guard had
Avril's Point of ViewTyler and I spent the morning with Perry and Ariana working out how to accommodate any possible Fae refugees should it be needed. As much as I wanted to think we wouldn't need it, I just couldn't shake the feeling that we probably would.When Adriana had the mansion updated and refurbished, a road had been created between here and the old packhouse. That building had been refurbished into accommodation and an area for pack meetings. Guest houses were built close to the main mansion that housed the people during the coronation.More had been built since then, as well as chalets for the Royal Guards and family, but no one had moved in yet. Should we need it, there were places with Wolf-Shifter families. So all in all, we had enough accommodation for around 150 people. Plenty.We met everyone for lunch before Tyler and I returned to our apartment. I needed to speak with him. The feelings of guilt were threatening to overwhelm me."What is wrong?" asked Tyler. "I can
Avril's Point of View For three weeks, everyone had been training and organising. Daemon, Adriana and Thorn continued with their magic. Both Daemon and Adriana were able to harness all four basic elements as well as electricity. Daemon was exceptionally strong in earth magic, whereas Adriana could access all of them equally. She was an Aether Elementalist and, with training, could become very powerful. Renée and the witches were seeing how powerful they could make the invisibility spell. They had explained to me that the only creatures who could be truly invisible were Dragon-Shifters. The spell Amiria devised was the best it would get in terms of invisibility. With all three witches involved in casting the spell, it lasted for 10 hours. So far, none of the Wolf-Shifters, Witches, or Fae here could detect Renée, though there didn't seem to be any way to hide opening and closing doors or lifting objects. Not even Dragons could hide that, so the spell was definitely close. I had mind
Avril's Point of ViewTyler and I entered the portal, with the rest of our group following. Each time I stepped through, it was a surreal sensation. First, a gentle ripple caressed my skin, and our realm blurred into nothingness. It left me suspended in the unknown for what were mere seconds that felt like minutes. Then, there was a brief tingle as we stepped out of the portal into another realm."Wow!" exclaimed Tyler. "I don't think I will ever get used to that.""I'm still not used to it," I told him, grabbing his hand. "I have lost count of how many times I have been through one, and it still gets me every time."“I may not get used to that, but I certainly enjoy this,” he purred as the palpitations associated with the mate bond ran up my arm.“As much as I want to, now is not the time,” I admonished him before turning to Lysander, who was busy looking around, "Hey, weren't there supposed to be warriors here waiting for us?""Yes, they were, but this area is different. This is not
The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 28 are: Since there aren't any magnetic poles as it is not a planet, the closest would be ley lines, which are created out of magical energy. energētikés grammés means lines of energy or energy lines and is propnounced (en-er-yay-tee-kees grahm-mays) with the stress in enérgeias falling on the second syllable and the stress in grammés falling on the first syllable. Borrās means North and is pronounced (bor-rahs) with the stress falling on the first syllable. elēnítēs líthos means moonstone (eh-lay-nee-tays lee-thos) with the stress on the third syllable in elēnítēs and the stress falling on the first syllable in líthos. Phonetic Sounds: I thought I might put them in to make it to the 100 minimum words in order to publish this author note. g has two distinct sounds in ancient Greek (as opposed to classical Greek). 1. Before the vowels e, t, and y, it is pronounced y as in yes. 2. Before vowels a, o, and u, it is pronounced g a
Tyler's Point of View "What the hell was that?" I exclaimed. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared. That monster was straight out of a nightmare. When Avril went behind it, to attack it with her dagger, I was truly scared and worried for her. The worst part was that I couldn’t even help her. Neither human nor wolf form would have helped. I was a liability. "It was a Sskíatokos, or Shadowspawn would be the closest translation," answered Lysandros. "It is a dark Fae which feeds on the fears of those who cross its path. "Its malevolent powers twist the very fabric of reality that it is permitted to feed on." "Not to mention that it projectile vomits black acid," I responded, disgusted at the creature, and thankful that we didn’t have this at home to deal with. "For them to come across the border, there needs to be a major breach," Thorn explained. "The magic on our borders stops them." "Is there any way to seal the breach?" asked Adriana. "There is, but we need to get to Queen
The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 29 are: Sskíatokos is pronounced (sskee-ah-tokos), with the stress on the middle syllable. selēnítēs líthos is pronounced (seh-leh-nee-tes lee-thos), with the stress in selēnítēs falling on the third syllable and the stress in líthos falling on the first syllable. Phytophagos Ophis is pronounced (fuh-toh-pah-gos oh-fees) with the stress in Phytophagos falling on the second syllable and the stress in Ophis falling on the first syllable. Please note: There has been a change to one of the character's names. Originally, I called him Lysander, but in keeping with the Ancient Greek language, his name has become Lysandros, pronounced (Lü-sahn-dros) with the stress on the second syllable. The "y" sound represents the Greek letter upsilon (υ), which is similar to the "u" in "put." The "d" is pronounced like in English. Earlier chapters are being proofread again, and the names are being updated. So far, the second proofreading is complete
Adriana’s Point of ViewThe early morning light filtered through the grand windows of the packhouse, casting long golden streaks across the polished floors. I stood at the centre of the great hall, surveying the final preparations for Lucienne’s Luna ceremony. Stephanie had stepped up to help me organise it, along with the head Omega.I could hardly believe it. My darling daughter was having her Luna ceremony this evening. Every detail had been meticulously planned, and every flower arrangement and piece of decor was placed with precision. The Omegas bustled quietly, their movements efficient, their expressions glowing with pride.“Mum,” called Lucienne as she came down the stairs.“I’m glad you’re awake. Have you had breakfast yet?” I asked.“Just about to,” she answered.After breakfast, I had planned for her to have a day of pampering. I was well aware of her aversion to most things feminine, but she had agreed to the spa treatment I had organised for her, Danielle, Annabelle and A
Adriana’s Point of ViewThe early morning light filtered through the grand windows of the packhouse, casting long golden streaks across the polished floors. I stood at the centre of the great hall, surveying the final preparations for Lucienne’s Luna ceremony. Stephanie had stepped up to help me organise it, along with the head Omega.I could hardly believe it. My darling daughter was having her Luna ceremony this evening. Every detail had been meticulously planned, and every flower arrangement and piece of decor was placed with precision. The Omegas bustled quietly, their movements efficient, their expressions glowing with pride.“Mum,” called Lucienne as she came down the stairs.“I’m glad you’re awake. Have you had breakfast yet?” I asked.“Just about to,” she answered.After breakfast, I had planned for her to have a day of pampering. I was well aware of her aversion to most things feminine, but she had agreed to the spa treatment I had organised for her, Danielle, Annabelle and A
Lucienne’s Point of ViewThe office was finally quiet, but the silence felt heavy, almost suffocating. The weight of everything that had just unfolded lingered in the air, pressing down on me as I sat between Marc and Cole. Their presence was steadying, but my thoughts churned with the complexities of what lay ahead.Marc’s voice broke through the stillness, soft yet insistent. “Lucienne.” His hand reached out, his touch grounding me. “We need to talk about what’s next.”I shifted my gaze to his, his piercing blue eyes steady and filled with concern. “I know,” I said, my voice firm despite the turmoil inside me. “There’s no running from it now.”Cole leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his body coiled with protective tension. “We’ll protect you, Lucienne. No matter what happens, no one will touch you. Not Beatrice, not Elizabeth, not anyone.”I believed him. Truly, I did. His words resonated with the conviction I had come to trust. Offering them a faint smile, I let the s
Lucienne’s Point of ViewThe tension in the room was almost unbearable as Jeremy leaned back in his chair, the altered photo now replaced with its original. He had a big smile on his face as he cast his monitor to the office TV screen. The air crackled with barely restrained anger, the collective rage of the Alphas, my parents, and Marc and Cole’s father filling the space.Marc’s jaw clenched as he glared at the unaltered image displayed on the screen. “Beatrice,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.Cole was less composed, slamming his fist against the table. “She dared to drag Lucienne into this—to humiliate her like this?”My father, King Daemon, was simmering, his powerful presence looming as he folded his arms. “The sheer audacity. This was not only an attack on our family but also on the future Luna.”Queen Adriana, calm but no less furious, turned to Jeremy. “Post the original photo on all pack social channels. Make it clear that Lucienne was the victim of this manipulation
Beatrice’s Point of ViewMy heart sank. I couldn’t believe my mother’s words. “Leave? But—”“There’s no other choice,” she snapped. “If you stay here, you’ll be locked up in the cells before sunrise. And don’t think for a second that I’ll sacrifice myself to save you.”Her words stung. Some mother she was, but I knew she was right. “Where am I supposed to go?”Elizabeth sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as if speaking to me was an unbearable chore. “There’s a rogue named Rodney. He was an associate of your father before he… met his unfortunate end. Rodney owes me a favour. He’ll help you—for a price.”I stared at her, stunned. “You expect me to run to some rogue and beg for help?”“You don’t have a choice,” she said coldly. “Rodney can get you out of the pack’s territory and keep you hidden. I’ve stashed money in several places—enough for you to buy his silence if necessary.”Elizabeth scribbled down an address and handed it to me. “Go there. Take the money, find Rodney, and sta
Beatrice’s Point of ViewThe walls of my room felt like they were closing in. Michaela’s pacing grated on my nerves, but I couldn’t show it. Not now. I needed to stay calm, composed, and in control. Even though my heart was pounding and my palms were clammy, I refused to let her see how badly things were falling apart.“Stop pacing,” I snapped, my voice sharper this time. Michaela froze mid-step, her wild eyes locking onto mine.“Do you even realise how screwed we are?” she hissed, her hands gesturing wildly. “That tech guy—James… Jeremy or whatever his name is—he’s exposed everything, Beatrice. Everything! They know it was fake. And now they’re talking about us all over the pack! We’re finished!”I rolled my eyes, masking the unease twisting in my gut. My hands itched to wring something—anything—to release the tension coiling in my body. “They don’t know anything for certain,” I said, forcing my voice into the cool, detached tone that always worked to keep Michaela in check. “Rumours
Lucienne’s Point of ViewI felt their stares long before I saw them. The weight of jealousy and resentment hung heavy in the air, a palpable tension that seemed to press against my skin. It wasn’t hard to guess where it came from.Beatrice and Michaela.Their presence alone was enough to make the atmosphere shift, the air thick with their unspoken animosity. I could almost feel their eyes on me, sharp and judgmental, like knives slicing through the crowd. Every time I moved, I could sense their gaze following me, each glance laced with disdain.Beatrice’s was the worst. Her hatred was like a quiet storm brewing just beneath the surface, held back by the thinnest veil of civility. Her eyes, dark and calculating, constantly scanned me, looking for any weakness she could exploit. Michaela’s, on the other hand, was more evident in their venom. She didn’t try to hide her disgust, the sneer on her face ever-present, her body language tense with barely contained aggression.Michaela was pred
Beatrice's Point of ViewSitting in the corner of the grand hall, I felt the familiar heat of resentment burning in my chest, twisting and coiling like a venomous serpent. The festivities for Marc and Cole's Alpha ascension were in full swing, an endless parade of opulence and celebration. Laughter echoed through the cavernous space, the clinking of glasses blending with the rustle of silken gowns and sharp suits. But amidst all the luxury and grandeur, my focus was drawn to one thing, and one thing only: her.Lucienne.What was so special about her? My jaw tightened as I watched her glide through the crowd with ridiculous grace. She wasn't even beautiful. Too tall, too muscled, too… intimidating. That wasn't what a Luna should be. A Luna should be soft, delicate, someone who brings a sense of calm—not someone who commands the room like a damn soldier.The very sight of her made my blood boil. Dressed in a gown that shimmered like moonlight, her presence was enough to draw every eye i
Marc’s Point of ViewThe ceremony hadn’t even started, and already, my patience was wearing thin. Ryan and Lochlan couldn’t keep their damn eyes off Lucienne, and it was taking everything in me not to let Cassius, my Wolf, now Lycan, surge to the surface and make our position clear.It wasn’t just the way they looked at her—the subtle smirks, the lingering glances, the way they angled themselves to be closer to her. It was how they spoke to her, all charm and thinly veiled admiration.“She’s ours,” I growled through the mind-link to Cole.His jaw ticked as he responded, “Trust me, I know. But we can’t afford to lose control. Not tonight.”Cassius rumbled his discontent. He hated that we were holding back and not marking our territory more obviously. But I knew better. Tonight wasn’t about flexing power or giving in to primal instincts. Tonight was about stepping into our new roles as Alphas, showing the pack—and the visiting Alphas—precisely who we were.Still, as I glanced at Lucienn