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
FELIXAsriel and I landed outside the range of mind link, and neither of us could connect our men. I wasn't eager to meet more lycans, but they might have known who kidnapped Nova. Asriel claimed that it must have been those who rebelled against him, but I suspected that the whole case was more complicated than that.Eligor forced me to temporarily acknowledge Asriel's leadership. I hated it, but I had to agree to it because I didn't have the slightest idea where we were. Asriel spent many years in the woods around Crimson Mountain, and I had to believe that he knew where we were going.It was the first time I was quite casually running through the forest in my lycan form. It felt different from when I was a wolf, but it was equally liberating. We moved up from the river, toward the rocky foot of Crimson Mountain. Suddenly, Asriel stopped and shifted back to his human form. I shifted as well."My father's old hideout is over there." He pointed at the stone wall in front of us. "I disc
FELIXI sat numbly and stared at the diary. My mother turned out to be the former Lycan King's mate. She was pregnant with HIS child. Unfortunately, there weren't many entries after this one. I merely learned that Kane Dubois placed my mother in one of his many hideouts to keep her safe, but when she was still in the fragile months of her pregnancy, the wolves surrounded the lycan army. Knowing that the end was near, Kane told the wolf warriors that Beatrice—my mother—was his prisoner, and then he pretended to free her as an act of his goodwill. Certainly, he was aware that the "gesture" would not save his life nor make his death any less painful, but he achieved something far greater than that; he saved the lives of his mate and his child in her womb.That was how my mother got to spend the final moments of the war in the Crimson Mountain Pack, among those who killed her mate. Then she was forced to spend the rest of her life confirming the lie that Kane told the Crimson Mountain Pac
NOVAI woke up lying on the cold and dirty ground. The cuffs that blocked my magic were now joined by a thick chain with its middle ring submerged into the stone a foot above my head. My body healed itself from the pain but became too weak to even raise my head. Struggling, I shifted to the side and saw steel bars, which helped me confirm that I was in a prison cell. A bitter chuckle left my mouth. Should I be glad that Eric was kind enough to place me here instead of giving me to Einer's warriors? Or perhaps it was yet to come...A cold wind brushed my skin. I was still wearing that see-through nightgown. The thin fabric did nothing to protect me from the unpleasant touch of the ground or the icy humidity of the air in the dimly lit dungeon. The only fortunate thing was that I was alone, with not even one guard standing outside my cell. However, I had a feeling that was about to change soon…I wished I could say that I still had the strength to escape, but I was neither a wolf nor a
NOVAI didn't know how many hours had passed. My heart ached for every life lost in the battle, which I could only hear but not see. And I heard every sound clearly as the witches who were sitting around me turned silent, disturbed by my prediction. I couldn't explain what made me say those words to them, but as I looked at their faces, I knew that their end was near, and that little ounce of justice was the only thing that kept me sane and hopeful.Suddenly, the truck driver started the engine again, and I realized that the sounds of the fight had faded. That could only mean one thing: Eric and Einer had won. The realization hit me hard, squeezing my chest and drawing even more tears as my thoughts and anxieties focused on Felix. Was he there, leading the Crimson Mountain Pack's warriors? Was he captured? Did they… kill him…?That last possibility squeezed my throat. I told myself that I would stop loving him, but even if I could, I still would have been devastated upon learning that
NOVAThe barely recognizable, once-great Alpha rolled his beaten body toward the side of the cage, getting closer to me. He coughed out a chuckle as his eyes landed on my cage. Apparently, even in the shitty condition he was in, he still found his situation better than mine."I see that Eric turned you into his pet," he scoffed."I'm no one's pet," I grunted."You should never have appeared in this pack. It's all your fault," he hissed.My eyebrows rose. "I don't think that your son being a psychopath has anything to do with me."He shook his head. "If Felix had come alone, things would have been different.""I doubt that." I chuckled coldly. "He is simply too smart to become your puppet."Rainier shifted closer to the steel bars, locking his eyes on me. "And yet, he did exactly what I wanted. He got rid of you"—he looked me up and down—"although not effectively enough, as I see. And he would have crushed those lycans too, just like I wanted. But, I admit, I miscalculated a few things
FELIXIt took me a while before I explained everything about my family, the history of the war between wolves and lycans, and what was currently happening. I couldn't blame them for being confused, especially Holden and two other warriors from the Crimson Mountain Pack. They had lived their lives being fed lies. Now they were told the truth, which changed their foundations for knowing right from wrong. The rest who came from the Moon Blade Pack and could only hear about the wolf-lycan war from their parents and grandparents needed less time adjusting.The basic problems were settled, but the dark clouds were already above our heads. The storm was about to begin, and Asriel and I needed to figure out our next step. I left the Crimson Mountain Pack a few days ago. In normal circumstances, I would leave the pack in the hands of my Beta, but that position remained empty. I would also leave the pack well-guarded by trained warriors, but I didn't have that luxury either. Let's face it: Rain
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.