Alicia's POV The irresistible allure of the Lycan Heart drew me inexorably closer. It's difficult to articulate the overwhelming sensations surging through me; an unrelenting urge compelled me towards it, as if it sought to assimilate me instantaneously. Despite my valiant efforts to resist, it appeared that its power dwarfed any force I had ever encountered. Ramirez, struggling to pull me away, found himself powerless in the face of this overwhelming force. Remarkably, I felt the life within me, the unborn child, reawaken."Alicia! What is happening to you?" Ramirez inquired urgently, though my response remained elusive, as I was ensnared within the potent grasp of the Lycan Heart.Simultaneously, the door trembled violently, echoing with the distant calls of werewolf soldiers from beyond. Curiously, their attempts to force the door open proved futile, as if an invisible, housebound force thwarted their every effort."I cannot discern the cause of this phenomenon! The Lycan Heart a
Alicia's POV I gazed at Ramirez, and within his eyes, I discerned that his love for me remained unwavering, undeterred even after my decision to confine him in the dungeon."Leave us," I requested of the werewolf soldiers, who promptly departed, bowing respectfully to me."Alicia, I know you can hear me. Please, we need to talk. You must break free from this," Ramirez pleaded, gesturing towards me, inching closer step by step."I've already told you, there is no Alicia. The only presence in your world now is the Lycan Heart," I retorted with aggression directed at my mate. Yet, I was painfully aware that I had no control over my words; I merely echoed the Lycan's desires, all the while grieving silently within."I won't give up on you, Alicia. But for me to help, you need to reach out as well. You have to fight this. Look into my eyes and tell me you still feel what I feel. Don't let the spirit control you, no matter the darkness in your heart. We all have good and bad within us, but
Alpha Astor's POV Since I left the Hamatain Pack, I've returned to my territory, but not once have I ceased thinking about Alicia. After her departure, I severed ties with Melissa, as she had only ever caused me pain. Loneliness consumed me within the palace, to the extent that even the concubines could no longer satiate my sexual desires.I had grown more formidable than ever before, and it was apparent that my subordinates and even the elders feared me, both for what I might do and what I could do to them."Fetch me a cup of wine!" I commanded the guard standing beside me, who appeared lost in thought.I stared at him impatiently, but he remained immersed in his own musings. His colleague glanced at him, and they both realized that something was amiss."Are you slow? Is there a problem? I told you to fetch me a cup of wine immediately," I angrily shouted, striking him in the face with my fist, causing his head to collide with the nearby wall and blood to begin oozing from his wound
Alpha Astor's POV"Have you been thinking about me lately?" Alicia asked softly as I motioned towards her."Are you here?" I inquired, seeing Alicia smiling at me from a distance while gesturing toward a glass of water."This is me, Alicia, flesh and blood. Come to my embrace and let me nourish you with my love," Alicia replied in the most seductive manner."Alicia, if this is truly you, I've missed you terribly. I want you back in my life, every facet of you. It doesn't matter if you're pregnant or not; I will welcome you back with open arms. I want to be with you, and I'm prepared to fight for you, even to my last breath," I declared, gently holding her hand while gazing into her eyes, brimming with happiness."I've been thinking about you all the way too. I feel the same way you do. I want you now," Alicia replied as she placed my head on her chest, and the scent of roses surrounded us."Alicia, please don't leave me. Leave Ramirez and come back to me. I'll treat you like a queen f
Alpha Astor's POV I woke up and realized it had all been a dream. Rising from my bed, I attempted to regain my composure, contemplating the startling realism of the experience. I believed I had encountered Alicia, but it had merely been a figment of my imagination, a fleeting dream. My mind wandered to what she might be doing at that very moment. Suddenly, recollection struck me that I had glimpsed her stepmother."Could she possibly grant me access to the Hamatain Kingdom and win Alicia's heart for me?" I pondered aloud.Unable to provide an answer to my own query, I decided to leave my bed and venture into my beloved garden, conveniently located not far from my chamber. My loyal werewolf guards refrained from questioning my early awakening, as it was not yet morning.Upon arriving in the garden, I was taken aback by an unexpected and astonishing sight."Well, well, well, who do we have here?" spoke a voice I recognized from behind, causing me to turn around immediately."And who t
Alicia's POV I was thrust into prison, struggling to survive while carrying my unborn children. My defeat came on the fateful night when I confronted a mysterious woman. What made the entire situation peculiar was Ramirez's refusal to heed my words, and the werewolf soldiers' defiance of my commands.It dawned on me that the adversary I had encountered was not just an ordinary werewolf. She possessed a unique power that set her apart from us. Now, all I can surmise is that she may be a werewolf with witch-like abilities; her appearance certainly suggests so."Hello? Can anyone hear me?" I cried out at the top of my lungs from the confines of the dungeon where I had been imprisoned.I had been shouting all day long, and now evening has fallen, leaving me too exhausted to raise my voice again. Weakness and dizziness overwhelm me, coupled with gnawing hunger and a simmering rage directed at everything around me. It seems as though the werewolf goddess has once more abandoned me, just as
Alicia's POVI trembled in fear and instantly felt weak. I gazed at Ramirez, who appeared just as bewildered as I was, attempting to tidy my disheveled hair."Summon the maids," he instructed one of the guards, who, like Ramirez, wore a perplexed expression while looking at me. I resembled a distraught Luna. What surprised me most was that everyone continued with their activities as if nothing had occurred."Are you okay, babe?" Ramirez inquired as he gently brushed a strand of hair from my face."I understand I don't look well. But I've been actively trying to protect us from an enemy that threatens us all," I responded to Ramirez, who still seemed perplexed."I don't know what you're talking about, Alicia. I mean, the last thing I remember is us both conquering the Lycan Heart, and we cuddled.""Are you telling me you didn't see the strange woman? The one who kept me locked up in the dungeons here for weeks?" I asked Ramirez, who slowly shook his head in the negative."No, I have no
Alpha Alex's POVAfter departing from the Hamattain Pack, I found it increasingly difficult to sleep at night as my thoughts constantly gravitated towards Alicia and the time we had spent together."Why did it have to be Ramirez?" I pondered silently while seated on my throne, my senses dulled by the wine I had consumed."Bring me another glass of wine!" I commanded the maid standing nearby, who had become particularly irksome to me. I had noticed that my temper flared more easily than usual, leading me to lash out at my werewolf soldiers whenever anger overcame me. It felt as though an insatiable void had taken root within me."Can't you hear me, or are you deaf?" I lashed out at the maid, who bowed her head while trembling in place. Since Alicia's departure, I had grown markedly more ruthless and aggressive than during my time with her. Recently, I had been plagued by a profound sense of loneliness and irritation. Even my maids and the werewolf soldiers under my command could sense