NOVAI stood a few feet away from Asriel. We were in a spacious hall that he called his private training room. The room had a round set of mattresses that covered most of the floor and a variety of weapons on the stands placed by every wall. I wondered why someone as powerful as Asriel needed to wield any kind of weapon. I bet that his magic could easily neutralize most of his enemies, and his lycan claws and teeth would seal their fate. He didn't need a sword, a bow, or a gun for that. I asked him about it, and he answered that he had to be prepared for any circumstances. I knew that it was possible to block someone's magic, but could anyone block a beast spirit? I doubted it. Yet, his cautiousness meant that he believed that there could always be someone stronger than him, and I found that lack of arrogance admirable."Focus, Nova." His firm tone reminded me that we were in the middle of my training. Asriel taught me a new kind of spells. I had never known that magic could be used l
NOVAI spent a few more hours practicing the spells that Asriel had taught me. I was practicing alone while he met with his warriors, making plans for the upcoming battle. Asriel explained that it was the rebels who were behind the kidnapping of the witches in Scarletville. I was on their list as well.The rebels had been capturing witches for months. They were forcing them to side with them and killing those who either turned out to be too weak or resisted. That was another reason why I needed to master those spells. I had to know how to use my magic to attack.Fortunately, I was getting better at this... and I didn't need Asriel's special touch for my spells to work. According to Asriel, magic was a form of art, and witches and warlocks were creators, able to give their magic a form using the power of their minds. I tried it, filling my luminous orb with different colors, and I think I was making progress. Although, I was quite certain that my rainbow-glowing orb would have been com
NOVAFortunately for me, Maren didn't have a lot of fans among the lycans, nor did she have any among witches. I almost felt sorry for her… for a brief moment, but I had to admit that winning against her was liberating. I had crossed a boundary I had never thought I'd cross. I had tasted the magic that was neither white nor black, and I felt surprisingly good about it. Perhaps the fact that I could almost kill and then heal someone on the verge of dying should have frightened me. It could be addictive. It could push me farther. It could make me cross another line, and another after that. Yet, I was calm. I embraced my new abilities with a smile and confidence.The meeting at the audience hall ended along with my win against Maren. The majority of people stood in a long line to congratulate me before leaving the room. It felt odd. Those people told me that I was their warrior, and they believed that I could bring them peace. And somewhere, in between nodding, thanking, and smiling back
NOVAThis was madness. Asriel and I stood just a few feet away from a pile of dead bodies… kissing. The lush strokes of his tongue clouded any shred of reason within me. I just wanted to lose myself in the sensation of his kiss, lose myself in pleasure. Yet the awareness of our surroundings hit me sooner than I had hoped. I placed my palms on his chest and used all of my strength to push him away. "I think we should stop," I murmured, breaking our kiss.His breathy chuckle sent another shiver down my lady parts. "Are you worried that those corpses might not like us kissing in their presence?"I arched my brow at him. "Actually, it's their presence that I find bothersome.""I've already called the cleaning team. They should get rid of them in an hour," he said."Get rid of the bodies... how?" I asked, giving him a nervous stare.Asriel shrugged. "They will burn what's left of them and cover the blood stains on the ground."My nervousness turned into confusion. "This might be a dumb que
FELIXSix hours earlierI had never been good at pretending, but now I was forced to. How could I act as if nothing had happened? How long could I keep my identity secret? I was a lycan—not an Alpha wolf, but a fucking lycan! On the other side, I wasn't even sure how that was possible. My mother was a beta wolf, and unless Rainier wasn't at least a half-lycan, the fact that Eligor was my beast spirit should be considered a miracle.Along with acknowledging my unexpected identity, I noticed changes within me. As soon as Eligor had fully awakened, I realized that he clearly didn't like wolves, and he poured his anger and suspiciousness into me. He barely tolerated those whom I trusted, such as Zane, Logan, or Holden, but as soon as I briefly passed by Rainier, he filled me with an irresistible urge to tear him apart. I probably should have found a quiet place to talk with the lycan inside me, but I had little time for self-improvement. Not to mention that I literally felt like an enemy
FELIXI stayed in hiding, observing the black-haired man heading toward the rocky hill. I followed him, trying to stay unnoticed. This man had answers to my questions, and—most importantly—he might have known where Nova was.He ran through the hill, heading, most likely, to the other side of the hideout. He seemed anxious. Was this Theresa that the other lycan had mentioned a lover of his?The black-haired lycan sniffed the air around him and growled. Then he started to run faster, jumping through the steep path. I leaped forward and hid in the shade formed by the pile of stones. I could still follow him, but passing this terrain without being seen was becoming harder by the second.I looked around and was surprised to see no warriors—no one guarding this place properly. That made me recall the scene I saw by the steel door. They were evacuating... That made me wonder what had happened there. Were they attacked by someone? But if it weren't for my people, then who would attack them? R
NOVAI opened my eyes, and the blinding light assaulted my senses. A headache came a second later. Once my sight adjusted, I started to become slightly more aware of my surroundings. I was lying in a bed, in an unfamiliar bedroom. The bright light was coming from the wall-sized enforced window with steel bars behind it. I was wearing a thin, nearly see-through nightgown, and I was naked underneath. I had something on my neck—a metal collar with signs engraved on it, which I felt underneath my fingertips. Thick steel bracelets were locked around my wrists. Those too had symbols, and it wasn't hard to guess what their purpose was; someone put them on me to restrain my magic. But, as I tried to sit on the bed and found myself barely able to do so, I started to suspect that my new, uncomfortable jewelry was also meant to weaken my body.A moment later, the door of the chamber opened, and a few men walked in. I instinctively covered myself with sheets. They laughed. One of the men pushed f
NOVAEric left my chamber a moment later as one of the guards informed him about something urgent. Generously, he told me that someone would bring me food in a while. He also warned me not to try to escape, as if my current state allowed me to think of running away.I tried to process his words, and I was becoming more and more aware that he hadn't told me at least half of the things he was planning. A few hints slipped from what he said, though. He said that he had been injecting himself with lycan plasma and that it had made him stronger, but everything he told me after that overshadowed the initial purpose of doing so… He wanted to accumulate the power that the core and jades could give him. Consuming those jades could make him stronger than any other alpha wolf. It could make him invincible. But having that kind of power certainly wasn't necessary to defeat Alpha Rainier or those who supported him...I exhaled sharply as I realized the obvious—the Crimson Mountain Pack would have
NOVA One year later "You should have stayed in the packhouse, Luna Nova. You're pregnant. Alpha will kill me." Holden repeated those words for the fifth time while we were on our way to the Sky Town's construction site. I didn't break the promise I gave Felix—I wasn't driving, Holden was. "I'm fine. You're forgetting that I'm a witch with healing powers. I can feel when there's something wrong with the baby or me. And I go where I'm needed," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "You're going to get me killed," he grunted, and I chuckled. Felix had been overprotective since he learned that I was pregnant two weeks ago. He had been freaking out ever since. I wasn't gravely ill, for Goddess's sake! Furthermore, I felt stronger than ever, and it was a perfect day for my magic to work. With the help of Harriet and Sadako, we created a replacement for the ancient talisman used to fill the jades. Now the witches I hired were using it to enhance their own magic and strengthen the grou
FELIXMate. That one word rang in my head, building the sweetest, most enticing sensation I had ever felt in my life. There was something pure and raw about it. It was this certainly—this absolute certainty—that I was looking at the one destined for me, the one whom I would love and worship for the rest of my days. It felt nothing like that fake fascination I felt for Lya. If I had known what it should have felt like, I would've never even touched her. Goddess made me wait for too long, testing me. Now I prayed that even if I had failed miserably before, Nova would give me a chance to prove that I was worthy of having her as my mate.She inhaled sharply and smiled at me. Her emeralds sparkled in the light of the moon. She was perfection—strong, beautiful, and caring. I wanted her to become my Luna, even tonight."S-so... what now?" She laughed nervously, and I could feel her trembling in my arms.I leaned over and softly kissed her lips. "Well, we can wait for our dinner or skip the r
NOVAA week passed since Felix carried me out of the mine, and the cheering crowd of warriors announced that the battle had come to an end. I had spent that week in the hospital, as had many others. I should have been the one healing them, but currently, I wasn't even able to heal myself.The ritual had taken a greater toll on me than I initially expected. All the rocks that had fallen on my body didn't help either. For the first time in my life, I had to be taken care of, and there was one person who immediately applied for the job—Felix. He had been here, by my bed, from the moment he had carried me into the hospital. He had been severely injured himself, but he refused to lie down. He said that he would heal while sitting by my side, and I seriously didn't know how I felt about it.I knew that all those things that he did—everything that hurt me—weren't entirely his fault. But even before he was under the fake mate-bond spell, he pushed me away. Besides, the fact that he spent the
FELIXHalf an hour earlierThe opening of a large tunnel leading to the jade mine was right in front of Asriel and me. We were wearing only pants to quicken the shift when necessary. We had killed the ten warriors guarding the entrance, and now there was finally no one standing in our way. We knew that Eric and Nova were inside and that, most likely, Maren was there as well. We informed our warriors where we were going, but we couldn't wait. Nova's life was at stake.We stormed into the dimly lit tunnel and rushed forward until we reached the point where it split into two sides. Asriel cursed, looking at the two nearly identical tunnels. "Where now?"I stood in the middle, closed my eyes, and drew a deep breath through my nose. "Left," I said.Asriel raised one eyebrow. "How do you know that?""I sensed a faint smell of magnolias. It's coming from the left side," I explained.Asriel frowned. "I don't smell anything."I smirked. "It's understandable. You cannot possibly know Nova's sce
NOVAThe last thing I remembered was Eric raising his fist and the pain on the back of my head that followed. When I opened my eyes, I was staring at the uneven wall, spiked with purple stones. The jade mine. I was lying in the center of another magic circle. I guess Eric had no time to prepare another cage, pair of cuffs, or chain for me. I gritted my teeth as I tried to stand up. My head still hurt, and I needed a moment before I balanced my unstable body.I looked around. The place where I was appeared to be the dead end of a mining corridor. This area had been carefully hollowed out, and the massive beams, formed in a very solid construction, enhanced the walls. A long line of cables went through the top of the wooden structure, supplying the row of weakly glowing light bulbs with electricity. There was only one exit, leading to a dark tunnel in front of me... I cursed under my breath. Even with my magic unrestrained by the circle, my chances to escape this place were practically
FELIXNova. She filled every corner of my mind as we were getting closer to the Crimson Mountain Pack's territory. I prayed that she was alive and unharmed, and once the darkest what-ifs flooded my mind, the rage followed. I was going to kill every fucker that caused her pain.Our combined armies were a little over a hundred people. The enemy had numerical superiority, but I dare say that the best warriors in our Werewolf Kingdom were on our side. Now, we could only hope that they weren't able to create too many jades fueled by magic. Otherwise, their numbers could truly cause a huge problem…It was fortunate that Tyrion made significant changes to the royal council, filling it with wise and open-minded men. There were no votes against the Moon Blade Pack engaging in our conflict, and they were all more than willing to hear the entire story, starting from the deal with Hecate. They all agreed that this matter had to be solved urgently, and so the alliance had been made.I wish I had m
NOVAAt the cost of several more witches' lives, another stone was created. Eric consumed it just as he did with the one filled by Cassandra. Tears couldn't stop falling down my cheeks. There were tears of pain—the pain of those who died—and anger. Once the ashes covered more than half the floor in the audience hall, Eric finally ordered, "Let's end this for today. I'm bored."And just like that, the hall was emptied, and I was brought back to my cell. The real reason why the witch-killing had ended was anything but the fact that Eric got bored. Aside from Maren and me, he could no longer sense the true, powerful magic within the remaining witches. I also heard him tell Einer that they would have to hunt for witches outside of the Crimson Mountain Pack's territory. They were prepared to exterminate the entire witch race just to gain more power.Someone had to stop them, but even with my full magic restored, I was no all-mighty superhero. I needed an army to fight with me, and I knew o
NOVA Ten minutes later, my cage had been brought to the hall and put down at Eric's feet. He clearly loved looking down on me. Asshole. Lya, on the other hand, wasn't fond of the way Eric's eyes landed on me ninety percent of the time, even if she did everything she could to draw his attention to her. The room filled with witches and warriors. Maren strode through the hall, offering me a dark grin. She then stopped beside Eric and Einer. "Unfortunately, we don't have a talisman that would make filling the jades much easier. We will use the strongest witches as vessels. They will drink the essence and use their bodies to transform the core's magic and then place it in the stone," she explained, looking at the gathered witches. One of the witches stepped forward. "B-but the essence... wouldn't it be poisonous?" Maren chuckled. "That was why I said that only the strong witches could do this." The one who asked nodded and stepped back. Then Maren added with a cold smirk, "However, I ne
NOVAThe smell of blood was ever-present. It was all over me, and I wasn't even allowed to wash it off. It sickened me, but nearly everyone seemed unbothered by it. A few minutes later, just like that, I was transported back to my cell. My whole body ached, and I started to develop claustrophobia from being locked in this freaking cage. The only good thing about being in this prison was that I was left alone and unguarded. That gave me the time I needed to slowly free myself from all the restraints.It took me a while, but I finally shifted to a sitting-kneeling position and straightened my back and neck a little. The amount of struggle it took was ridiculous, but I needed to find a more comfortable way to meditate and gather my magic. With the single crack on my cuffs, my senses could reach beyond the part of the corridor I saw. That way, my instincts would warn me of danger long before I'd see or hear it. I took a deep breath and looked at the metal, unwanted bracelets on my wrists.