Marco’s POVAs I gathered my bearings in the dimly lit room, a sense of foreboding gripped my heart. The surroundings had transformed from the familiar space I had known before. The walls that were once adorned with ancestral symbols and ancient tapestries were now stained with blood, stretching and contorting in grotesque shapes that seemed to writhe with malevolence. The air crackled with an aura of pure evil, causing a shiver to run down my spine."What is this place?" I muttered to myself, my voice barely audible amidst the eerie silence. Fear and confusion intertwined within me, but I knew I had to stay vigilant. There was a reason I had been brought here, a purpose yet to be unveiled.As I cautiously navigated the room, my eyes darted across the macabre scene before me. Shadows danced in the corners, their flickering forms seeming to whisper secrets that eluded my comprehension. Every step I took was accompanied by the sound of my own racing heartbeat, reverberating through the
Scarlett’s POVConcern etched across my face as I entered Marco's room, the door creaking softly under my touch. The dim glow of a single lamp cast eerie shadows that danced along the walls, creating an atmosphere of both comfort and trepidation. I had sensed something amiss, a disturbance in the bond that connected our pack, and now I found myself drawn to Marco's side, yearning to unravel the mysteries that plagued his troubled sleep.Soft footsteps carried me closer to his bed, the wooden floorboards sighing beneath my weight. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon his face, revealing the creases of worry etched upon his brow. My heart ached at the sight, aching to ease his torment, to offer solace in this moment of vulnerability.As I approached, a soft whimper escaped his lips, his features contorted in a mixture of anger and confusion. My breath caught in my throat, witnessing the inner turmoil that ravaged his dreams. Gently, I reached out, my hand
Marco’s POVScarlett took a deep breath, her voice tinged with both fear and vulnerability. "In my dream, before Swiftclaw attacked you, I saw something... something horrifying," she began, her words hesitant. "I saw our baby, Marco. I saw our unborn child being attacked, right after I had conceived it."My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of concern and anger flooding my veins. "Attacked? By whom?" I asked, my voice laced with a protective instinct.Scarlett's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to recount the details. "I couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, but I knew it was intentional. They wanted to kill our baby, Marco. I fought back, but I wasn't fast enough. And then... then Swiftclaw stabbed you."A surge of anger and anguish coursed through me as I imagined the horror Scarlett had witnessed. I moved closer to her, gently wrapping my arms around her trembling form. "Shh, my love," I whispered, my voice filled with comfort. "I'm here now, and I won't let anything ha
Marco’s POV As the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the rugged landscape, I know that time is of the essence. I have to act swiftly and gather any information that could lead me to whoever Scarlett saw in her dream—the elusive leader of our warriors. The tattoo on the wrist is a crucial clue, and I need to find out if anyone has encountered a clan bearing such a mark. Leaving Scarlett in the safety of the chambers, I set out to find Sage, my beta. The moonlight filters through the canopy above, illuminating my path as I navigate the treacherous terrain. I push my body to its limits, driven by determination and a burning desire to protect my loved ones. Hours turn into an eternity as I roam through the wilderness, my senses sharp and alert. Finally, I reach the hidden enclave where my warriors reside—a place of camaraderie and loyalty forged through countless battles. I spot Sage standing at the center, his imposing figure radiating strength and wisdom. I appr
Marco’s POV Sage's expression turns somber, his brows furrowing as he contemplates my question. "I'm afraid we have yet to locate Michael," he admits, his voice tinged with disappointment. "Despite our best efforts, he has proven to be elusive. But rest assured, Marco, I have assigned our best men to intensively search for him. We will not rest until he is found." A mix of frustration and concern washes over me at the mention of Michael, my once trusted friend who had turned traitor. The betrayal still stings, but the safety of our pack takes precedence. "I want every possible lead followed," I instruct, my voice firm. "We cannot allow him to remain a threat to our family. The moment we have any information, bring it to me immediately." Sage nods, his gaze unwavering. "I understand, Marco," he assures me. "We will leave no stone unturned in our search for him. It's only a matter of time before we track him down." I take a moment to collect myself, steadying my emotions. "Michael's
Marco’s POVMy heart quickens with anticipation as the spark of an idea takes hold of my weary mind. This could be the breakthrough we have been searching for, the key to unlocking the secrets that have eluded us. With renewed energy coursing through my veins, I rise from my bed and swiftly make my way to the chamber door.Opening it, I find a guard stationed outside, ever watchful and ready to carry out his duties. "Soldier," I address him, my voice firm yet filled with urgency. "Summon Sage, my Beta. Tell him to gather all our men in the main hall immediately. I have an important address to deliver."The guard's eyes widen at my command, sensing the gravity of the situation. He nods briskly and swiftly departs, leaving me alone in the corridor. My mind races with thoughts of the impending task that lies ahead. We must be prepared, united in purpose and resolve, for what awaits us.Moments later, Sage strides into the hall, his presence commanding attention. The room fills with the q
Scarlett’s POV Silent tears streamed down my cheeks as I sat alone in our room, the weight of the world pressing upon my shoulders. I had married Marco with dreams of a blissful life, unaware of the trials and tribulations that awaited me as a member of the Lycan royal family. The events that have unfolded since our union seem like a cruel twist of fate, and I can't help but blame myself for the misfortunes that have befallen our pack. My sobs echo softly in the quiet room as I try to make sense of it all. The sound of my own despair feels suffocating, and I long for solace amidst the chaos that has consumed my life. I clutch my swollen belly protectively, my unborn baby a beacon of hope in the midst of my turmoil. My mind races with unanswered questions. Why has my presence seemingly brought a string of tragedies to my new family? Am I truly cursed, as my racing thoughts suggest? It's a heavy burden to bear, and I struggle to find any rational explanation for the turmoil we now fac
Marco’s POVAs I watched Scarlett storm out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor, a wave of remorse washed over me. The weight of my decision to keep her in the dark about my plans had become too heavy to bear. I had acted out of love and a desire to shield her from pain, but now I could see the damage it had caused.Guilt consumed me as I replayed our conversation in my mind. I had failed to understand that protecting Scarlett didn't mean shutting her out. Our marriage was built on trust and transparency, and I had violated that foundation by withholding such a crucial decision from her. In my quest to shield her, I had inadvertently made her feel like an outsider in her own marriage.With a heavy heart, I made my way to our chambers. The door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit room where Scarlett had sought solace. She lay on the bed, her body curled up as silent sobs wracked her fragile frame. I approached her cautiously, my footsteps tentative as I sat down besi
Marco’s POVSwiftclaw laughed loudly in the passage, making fun of us. "Oh, Marco," he said, "is this your killer team? How cute. But you're too slow."I looked at Sage and Dave. They were ready to fight, having heard Swiftclaw's insults. We nodded at each other, knowing we had to work together to defeat the traitor.Swiftclaw didn't waste time. He suddenly moved very fast, surprising us. He hit Sage and Dave hard, and they fell to the ground.It seemed like Swiftclaw became one with the shadows, moving so fast that we couldn't see him clearly. He hit Sage and Dave with strong and precise punches, clearly having the advantage.Sage and Dave, although strong, were caught off guard by Swiftclaw's fast attack. They tried to get up but couldn't defend themselves before Swiftclaw attacked again.I watched in horror as Swiftclaw hit them repeatedly, his punches were strong and accurate. Sage and Dave tried to fight back, but Swiftclaw was too fast and skilled.As I watched the battle, I kne
Marco's POVBut it was too late. A spear, gleaming malevolently in the dim light, pierced through Michael's back and emerged crimson-soaked from his chest. The force of the blow was enough to send him crashing to the ground, the impact causing a sickening thud that reverberated in the stillness of the moment."WTF!!!" I exclaimed in sheer shock and disbelief, my voice echoing through the passage.I staggered to my feet, my eyes wide with horror as I witnessed Michael writhing on the ground, blood gushing from his wound in a torrent. His face contorted with agony, and he struggled to breathe, his life slipping away before my eyes.My gaze snapped upward, seeking the source of this sudden attitude by Swiftclaw to him. And there, with blood-soaked hands and a malevolent grin that sent shivers down my spine, stood Swiftclaw. His eyes gleamed with triumph, and he let out a chilling, mocking laugh as he looked down at Michael."You thought I would give you the Kingdom, Michael?" Swiftclaw t
Scarlett’s POVMy heart aced as Sage and I moved toward the exit, leaving behind the chaotic scene of the battle between Marco and his men. My mind was a whirlwind of fear, concern for Marco's safety, and the urgency of our escape. I glanced back over my shoulder, my eyes locked onto Marco, who was still locked in the fierce struggle with Swiftclaw.Then, a shadow loomed at the doorway, and my breath caught in my throat. Who could it be at this crucial moment, blocking our way to safety? My thoughts raced, trying to identify the person."Leaving so soon?" The voice sent shivers down my spine. I turned to see a sinister figure with an evil grin, lurking in the dimly lit passage. My heart pounded in my chest as I struggled to make out the intruder's features.Sudden relief washed over me as the person stepped into the light, revealing himself to be Michael. My anxiety shifted to anger. What was he doing here, now of all times? And why did he look so menacing, holding that large, dangero
Marco’s POVMy heart was beating fast, and I was breathing hard as I watched Swiftclaw coming toward me, looking really angry. I couldn't see a way out of this, and I tried really hard to think of a solution."Wait, Swiftclaw!" I said nervously, my voice shaky with fear. "Let's talk about this. Whatever's bothering you, we can find a way to fix it without fighting."Swiftclaw growled angrily but stopped for a moment, seeming to think about what I had said. The air was really tense, and I was thinking quickly. I couldn't mess up."I don't feel like talking, Marco," Swiftclaw said angrily. "You've gone too far, and now you'll pay for it."I was panicking, trying to figure out how to get out of being frozen with fear. I couldn't let fear take over; I needed to stay calm and focused."Swiftclaw, please, listen to me," I continued, my voice shaking but determined. "I didn't mean to upset you, but whatever happened, we can fix it. We're friends, right? Friends don't hurt each other like thi
Scarlett’s POV Before Swiftclaw could finish speaking, a spooky mist started oozing from the altar where Scarlett was tied up. It looked like a creepy snake, coiling around Swiftclaw, its dark tendrils moving towards him as he struggled. The room felt weird, like there was some strange power in the mist, and it got scarier by the second. Swiftclaw got really scared and started shouting as he turned into a big, scary wolf. He tried to fight off the dark mist, biting at it, which wanted to swallow him up. Scarlett was no longer in mortal danger, and she suddenly felt full of energy and determination. She knew she couldn't miss this chance. Her heart raced, and her hands were slippery with blood as she twisted and turned, trying to get free from the cold, unkind chains that held her down. Scarlett used all her strength to pull, and her wrists hurt as the chains cut into her skin, but she didn't give up. Her life depended on this moment, and she wouldn't let it slip away. The room got
Scarlett’s POVMy heart ached as I struggled to process what was happening. "Elara, what is going on? Why are you here in that robe? We were supposed to be against Swiftclaw, weren't we?"Elara's lips quivered, and she seemed on the verge of saying something, but before she could respond, Swiftclaw's cold, mocking voice cut through the tension. "You think Elara was with you all these years, Scarlett? How naive. She has always been with me... throughout. I used her to get you where I wanted you to be."The shock of Swiftclaw's revelation hit me like a physical blow. I had trusted Elara with my life, and now it seemed that trust had been horribly misplaced. Betrayal stung in my chest, and I felt tears stream down my face. "Elara... How could you?" I whispered, my voice trembling with hurt.Elara's gaze fell to the floor, and she seemed unable to meet my eyes. "I had no choice, Scarlett," she finally replied, her voice filled with anguish. "Swiftclaw... he had something that could destro
Scarlett’s POVEverything went crazy for me, and I felt like I was falling into a dark hole. It hurt a lot, and I was scared and confused. It was all mixed up like a loud, crazy song in my head. I couldn't understand what was happening, and I really wanted to call out to Marco to make sure he was okay, but I couldn't even talk.Slowly, like waking up from a bad dream, I started to notice where I was. The feeling of numbness started going away, and I felt a tingly feeling that told me I was waking up. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt really heavy, like there were invisible chains on them.I blinked a few times and started to figure out what was happening. I was tied up on something that looked like a scary table, with weird skulls all over it. Each skull had a creepy story, and the table itself was made of black stone with spooky symbols that glowed a little.The room around me was kinda dark, but there was a strange green light coming from the walls. The air smelled really bad,
Marco’s POVScarlett and I turned slowly, feeling scared in our hearts. It was Swiftclaw, looking at us with heavy eyes and a strange grin on his lips. Michael was beside him, smiling wickedly.Swiftclaw laughed in a mean way. "I knew you wouldn't go far, Marco. Love is a thing people always do." He laughed more, enjoying the scared feeling.I held Scarlett's hand tight, thinking hard. We were stuck, and Swiftclaw had us where he wanted. I had to find a way out, for both of us."Why, Swiftclaw?" I asked, my voice shaky and angry. "What do you want?"Swiftclaw grinned more and walked around us like a predator playing with its food. "Isn't it clear, Marco? I want power, and Scarlett here," he pointed at her, "has the key to it."Scarlett looked scared and confused. "What does he mean, Marco?"I clenched my teeth, trying to figure a way out. "It's a long story, Scarlett. Right now, we need to escape."Swiftclaw stopped laughing and got closer to me. "Oh, Marco, you always protected her,
Scarlett’s POVSwiftclaw had a creepy smile on his face, and I was nibbling on my tasteless food reluctantly. The room felt tense, and I couldn't help but feel that something bad was happening.I wanted to know more about how Swiftclaw knew Elara. It didn't seem like he should know her name, but he brought it up like it was important. I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to ask, "Swiftclaw, how do you know Elara? Who told you about her?" My heart raced as I waited for his answer.Swiftclaw looked at me with dark eyes and leaned closer. He spoke in a low, scary voice, "Oh, Scarlett, there's so much you don't know. You'll find out in time." His words sent shivers down my spine.I couldn't let him avoid my question, so I demanded, "Tell me now. How do you know about Elara?"Swiftclaw laughed, which made me feel even more uneasy. "Humans are easy to figure out," he taunted. "But I'll tell you a bit more. Your husband, Marco, was captured and brought here earlier. We tried to get