“And… what about… Xanthea?” Nesryn asked cautiously.“What about her?”“The way she went against the demon lords, and then Ezra relapsed… I know her actions won’t go unpunished. But… she was unconscious for three days straight. She woke up only two days ago. Asher, she’s mortal. She can’t survive lo
[Asher]The numbers on the screen of the laptop before my eyes blurred into meaningless shapes. The voice of my cabinet members sitting around the round table faded into a distant noise.I was supposed to focus on the budget plan, the foundation for the pack’s next financial year — a matter of irref
My legs grew heavier as I neared the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar; the room buried in darkness and a biting cold silence.Shards cracked beneath my shoes as I entered. Xanthea knelt in the center of the room, her head held low, her figure a shadow against the towering windows that framed the
She blushed, lowering her gaze shyly as she wiped off her tears, taking deep breaths.“If you had to punish me… you would have isolated me in your dark room, not here, where I am surrounded by your comforting scent every second.”She chuckled, licking tears off her lips as she shook her head.“No. E
I could feel the disturbing possessiveness radiating from her, turning me on for some darkly fucked up reasons.Why?Why now, Xanthea?Why did you say these words now of all time?Why now when you don’t mean them — when I can’t accept them?I tried to break free, to step away, but she held me tighte
[Xanthea]A thousand thoughts raced through my mind in an instant as his silence grew heavy with an unspoken warning. A warning cautioning me to stay as far away from him as possible.A crippling gravity radiated from Asher with a force that sent a sudden, inexplicable weakness through my knees.The
My breath stalled in my lungs, racing as violently as the pulse pounding against his shadow restraints.I tried to move, but his shadows kept me pinned to the bed. Their icy tendrils slithered over my skin, swirling and tightening around my wrists, ankles, and throat, leaving a trail of feverish shi
I hesitated, my breath stuttering, before I whispered, “Y-yes…”“Then I promise you, your villain will fuck you better than any hero ever did. Fuck love stories. Who wants to hear fake ‘I love yous’ when ‘I hate yous’ are so much more sincere and passionate? Right, wife?”He glared at me, withdrawin
So… the celestials know about the curse and the throne madness.The throne madness, huh?Right. That was the very reason the curse was created in the first place.I looked at Asher and all the instances of Alpha Deimos, the demon lords’ father, suffering from the madness flashed before my eyes.Moth
The prince took a quick gulp before reading the letter addressed to my grandfather.“~Father. A lot happened after I fell from grace. I’ve missed you, mother and my siblings dearly over all these years. I want to tell you so many things, but perhaps it’s better if I don’t. Yet, there’s a part of my
Nikolai read the letter further where mother revealed her real identity to Alpha Valdimir and she assured him that the celestials would help him protect his pack.She specifically asked him to burn down her books and diaries before interacting with the celestials. Doing so would break the seal on th
[Xanthea]“These letters are enchanted and only the ones they are addressed to can unseal or open them,” the prince said.He paused.“They’ve been kept in Alpha Valdimir’s care since your mother’s death. All of them have been opened by their addressees… except yours.”“Alpha Valdimir gave me everyth
But Asher—Every inch of him was covered in them. Dense. Spreading. There wasn’t an inch of his body that hadn’t been wounded critically.How is this even possible?What the hell has he been through to end up like this?No… who did this to him?For a second, I thought it was the holy rain. Or maybe
“What’s there to understand about a grown-ass man who can’t even control his emotions? He looks like he’s a high rank celestial. Still, he lacks basic manners, etiquettes, even the rationality to fathom the consequences of his actions? He attacked the Alpha of the Infernal Pack. Do you think the Pri
[Xanthea]A sharp pulse of pain zapped through my head, every nerve and blood vessel screaming in agony. My muscles spasmed, my bones felt as if they were melting as the life force was yanked from my body and poured into my tongue — fueling the spell with raw energy.My vision blurred for a moment,
Mother had performed the spells and drawn the magic circles and symbols so many times that they became an instinct ingrained in her. And that instinct was passed down to me.I bit the tip of my finger. Ignoring Asher’s protests, I drew the recovery symbol, a symbol that accelerated healing, on his c
But I stayed calm, drawing in a deep breath while all my mother’s knowledge, experience and abilities manifested in their full force within me.I had naturally inherited 5% of my mother’s basic healer skills, which included things like instant diagnostic sight, blood analysis and manipulation, mana