(Migumi’s POV)“Are you sure about that?” my wolf asked, her words laced with a mixture of concern and hesitation.I sit close to the flames, carefully tending to the wounds that crisscross my arms and legs. My body aches, but it’s the dull, throbbing pain in my heart that hurts me the most.I stopped momentarily to look at the bonfire I built in this secluded spot.I close my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the fire seep into my bones. As I exhale, I hear the soft voice of my wolf again.“You’re quiet tonight,” she says, her tone gentle but probing. “I can tell you’re thinking about him. About Cyrus.”I pause, my hands stilling as I focus inward. Her presence is always a comfort to me. But tonight, her words touch a nerve. She’s right—I’ve been thinking about Cyrus, more than I’d like to admit.“I have to save him,” I murmur, knowing she can hear my thoughts as clearly as if I’d spoken them aloud. “He didn’t deserve to be under that witch’s control. No
(Migumi’s POV)Cyrus exhaled heavily, resting upon a tree whose bark is quite tough and dry. His face much changed with ghostly white panic.I watched him impassively and with a hint of impatience on my face. We are racing against the clock; we can't afford to lose a second, but I still have to be careful not to break him too soon.‘Here,’ I said, handing him a flask of water. “You need to drink.”But the he was exhausted, and he lifted dull eyes to me. I could see it was difficult for him, but he eventually extended a shaking hand to accept the flask. He took ages to finish the drink; every gulp felt like a chore.I stood back till he had ended, then knelt by him. “Cyrus, how do we get rid of Anthony. You are the only one who can help us.”Cyrus exhaled out a hiss, looking between himself and the floor. “I… I am so sorry, Migumi,” he whispered. “I failed you. I failed everyone.”His bitterness resonated within me, but I couldn't afford to let feelings get in the way of what we needed
(Aiden’s POV)"Can nothing be done to make the link strong?" I asked, the strain in my voice appealing.Now I am having an in-depth discussion with the royal healer where my eyebrows are creased, but all this time I want to reconnect with Migumi through the mind-link. It was the only way to reach her, to feel sure she was safe.But there's some blockage, and the healer's words are only serving to frustrate me further.The healer slowly shook his head. "It's like…something, some…one is impeding the bond, which is why you are unable to break through to her," he offered.What then? I can't just sit here and wait for her to come back. She needs me.I have to go to her."Do you think—Before I could press further, the door to the room flung open, making me pause to look at Beta Marvin, who came rushing inside, his face white with concern. "Alpha Aiden," he started, his voice tight with anxiety, "we have a situation. Many werewolves in this city have suddenly gotten sick, and the symptoms…"
(Migumi’s POV)I slid through the shadows, moving with a purpose, every step calculated, and silent. The guards that patrolled the area around this pack's territory never even knew what’s about to hit them.One by one, I infiltrated the boundaries, slipping past the unconscious guards deeper into the bowels of the pack house. The mission was already engraved in my mind: reach Anthony's room and decompose the core of his black power."Be careful," my wolf warned.I nodded to myself.The walk to Anthony's chamber was eerily quiet. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation ahead. I pushed the door open just enough to slip through, my senses on high alert.The room is dim—basically in shadows—since the light manages to pick out only a little. I see Anthony's back, standing by a large, ornate mirror; he seems lost in thought.This is my opportunity.I neared, scanning my eyes for any possible guards.. But before I could move closer to him, he turned back with a hideous sm
Migumi's POV"What the—" I gasped beneath my breath.The door opened with a creak, and I stepped out to be greeted by a scene of utter chaos: snarling bodies in a whirlwind, fangs and claws the main weapons in this chaotic scenario.In a darkest magic attack, the rogue eyes attack each other in wild, erratic abandon. That is quite a disgusting spectacle, some twisted parody of a pack hunt."Something's wrong. No normal werewolf would do this," I said, stating the obvious. Just from seeing them all attack each other, I can already tell something controls them.They are under the witch's influence!" Nyx blurted, making me nod my head in agreement.This is something I know so well.My heart was pounding against my chest. As with fear and determination a drumbeat went on. I have to do something. I have to stop this madness. I can't just stand here, watch them kill each other. I have to help them!!!Then I remembered the missi
(Migumi's POV)"We're here," I muttered to myself, the sleek silver car hummed beneath me.My mind was racing, a storm of thoughts and anxieties. The plague, the return of the darkness, the danger that loomed over the capital. and Aiden, trapped in the heart of it all.I can only imagine how they must be feeling now.I have to get there as soon as possible.Nyx, my wolf, picked up on my angst. Her mixed trepidation and resolve climbed inside of me. "The witch," he growled low guttural. "This is her doing. She's back and she is strong as never before."I knew she was right. We were thinking the same thing.The plague, the chaos, the resurgence of the darkness-it all pointed back to her. And Diana, her pawn, her puppet, was somewhere at the heart of it all.She's doing everything in her power to destroy us."We have to find her," I whispered, desperation tingeing my voice with urgent appeal. "We have to stop her before she
(Migumi’s POV)It is well over a day since we have left the pack to be on our way to the capital. Well, it will be a pretty long journey ahead, and I am really not expecting just to go there.As we sped through the dense forest, the scent of pine and earth filled my senses.I made myself focus on the rhythm of my breathing.Are we there yet?" Cyrus asked, a tinge of impatience in his tone. Probably will be his first time away from his pack. I won't blame him.He has been a great pack leader ever since."Yes," I replied, attempting to sound nonchalant. "Check that the warriors are following us from behind. We do not want to leave anyone behind. It is a long ride.The urge was unmistakable, as if it coursed in my veins; and my mind was like a factory of what-ifs. I barely wrapped my head around the battle with Anthony when Aiden's voice boomed strong but laced with undercurrents of worry inside my mind. "Migumi, can you hear me?" his voice boomed within the hollow of our mind-link, whic
(Migumi’s POV)As the guards took her away, I felt guilty, helpless. I couldn't save them all. What I could do, though, was to try. What I could do was fight. What I could do was to protect this city and the people in it from the menace closing in to consume them.I turned and walked away, my heart heavy with the weight of my responsibility.She said that the city was reduced to shambles, the plague spread, and the darkness closed in. Yet, I refused to give in, to allow Diana to win. I would fight for this city, its people, Aiden. The next second Aiden was running up to me in alarm and grabbed me in a firm embrace. "Migumi," he whispered, his voice filled with relief. "You're back.""I'm here," I said, my voice shaking with emotion. "I'm here to help."We drew back, our eyes locked in a mute exchange of concern and reassurance. He was pale, his eyes shadowed with fatigue, but his gaze held a flicker of hope."The plague," he said, his voice heavy with despair. "It's worse than before.