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“Because this was…” I held his gaze, a chill running down my spine. “…my alpha’s command.”The words felt like shards of glass on my tongue and like a soothing ointment in my chest.I had never called Asher alpha. I had always been openly disrespectful to him in front of the pack.Now, for the first
‘Tell no one of my fall. Go to my Alpha cabin. Sit on my chair. Call only Draknor. He’ll understand that I had succumbed to Madness. He’ll know what to do next.’Asher used to repeat that to me and Ezra.At the strangest times.And we just… ignored it.Never realizing — those were the days he fought
[Raven]‘... trap Madness in my body.’Asher’s words haunted my mind as I strode through the corridors of Sinx, my shoes clacking against the marble floor.The parliament bustled around me as it always did. Scribes, wardens, and heralds were all busy with their duties.A part of me expected… somethi
But only one sapling survived.Asher’s.I never understood why. And before I could find out, I had to destroy the carvera to save Xanthea.I knew Asher was powerful.But to survive such high rank celestial weapons? To fight four gods alone while being wounded by holy rain and trapped within a divine
His fists tightened. But he did not deny it.I let out a sigh.“This will break you,” I said quietly. “Asher and I are different. But Ezra? How will you watch him suffer all over again? How will you end the life you once saved with your own?”A shudder ran through his body, pain fracturing his compo
[Raven]“Ruhna is a prophesied wolf now. So, I can’t say for certain. But when she was Cadence’s wolf, Lord Yandor told me she was powered by soullight.”My eyes widened.Soullight.The word seared through my veins like acid.Soullight was an element of the soul — abundant in celestials, dormant in
[Xanthea] Asher remained silent, contemplating me as though he were drinking in every minor detail of my face. His gaze turned stoic as they skimmed over the flowers. “Let’s just say… I’ve found a new hobby,” he said. I tried to read his eyes, his face, but failed. Except for the soft warmth in
Asher lifted himself off me and helped me out of the curtains. Lying on the floor, I stared at him blankly as he straddled my hips. “I saved the flowerpots,” I said, cradling the flowerpots against my chest. We broke into laughter. His laughter faded away a few seconds later, but I had to turn my
[Ezra] ~It had been years since I thought about you until I did. But I am in my mind more often lately. With your thoughts that echo and scream so loud, I feel their reverberations in my heart.~ ~She reminds me of you and she reminds me of you in ways I do not wish to be reminded. I hate myself fo
I shouldn’t have gone for the sex night. I placed my hand over my eyes as the image of Xanthea being fucked on my bike flashed in my mind, closely followed by the image of me fucking her on the car right before her ablaze pack. ‘Alpha Ezra… It’s p-pretty, my b-burning pack. Thank you for doing thi







