[Amor’s POV] I had rented two rooms. I had no intentions of sleeping in the same room with her. I entered my room. Zeve was sitting on the sofa with two maids trying to console her, but her hiccups were unbearable. “What the hell are you all looking at? Go get some water!” I yelled at them. “Everyone out!” Zeve got on her feet. The maids left. One of them brought a glass of water, placed it on the table, and left. I walked closer to Zeve. Sniffling, she wiped off her tears. As soon as she wiped the previous ones, new ones trailed down her cheeks. She scratched her nails, lowering her head in front of me. I reached out my hand to her cheeks, but stopped and took back my hand. “I am not lying… I don’t even know him. Please trust me. I… know what you think about me… you think… I am that kind of woman… but…” she choked on her tears. “... I am not. I don’t know why he came. Please trust me…” her voice cracked. She was still trembling, just like when she woke from the dream and hugg
[Zeve’s POV] My heats were the worst period of my life. They happened every three months and brought with them insatiable urges. Fighting those urges, this body, and its desires all alone made it the worst. Because even though I had a person I could call my lover, I never had his company during these times. Once again, Chaz was all over my mind. Even though I knew he was dead and no matter how many times I called him — confessed to him — he wouldn’t come. I was twenty-two years old and had several heats after I became reproductively mature, but Chaz never touched me. We kissed twice. That, too, was superficial, as if he was forced to kiss me. But I didn’t understand why he tried to distance himself from me when he was the one who confessed to me. I had bottled up my feelings and understood that he was beyond my reach. But he gave me hope and then took it away. Why? Yesterday was my second day and my scent was the strongest. Maybe that was the reason Amor acted like that. Just th
[Zeve’s POV] It’s been five days already, and my heat has subsided. With the doctor’s help, I didn’t even feel like I was suffering. For the first time, I could let out all my cravings and they were fulfilled immediately. The best part was Amor didn’t come to visit me, not even once. Not seeing his face for five days was like a blessing. “My lady, how are you today?” Doctor May came in. “Much better than before,” I said in high spirits. She smiled with a soft chuckle. She had brought breakfast. “Doctor May, is he in the inn?” “You mean Alpha Amor?” she asked. I nodded. “He has been in the inn all this time. He kept asking about you every day. Maybe because you aren’t married yet, so he didn’t take care of you himself, but I have never seen a man who thinks heats can be deadly. He even asked me if your life was in danger.” She chuckled. Did he really think I would die because of my heat? Stupid. There was a knock at the door, and I flinched. I heard him clear his throat, “ca
[Zeve’s POV] I stared at the only horse standing at the back door of the inn. “We are running low on budget, so we have to share a horse, is it ok?” Amor said, hanging my backpack on the carrier hook of that horse. Huh! Why was he asking me? He would do what he wanted to. My opinions never mattered and would never matter to anyone. I peered at the ground and he became silent again. I glanced at him, and he was peering at me again. What exactly is wrong with this man? “It’s lovely when you don’t speak, trust me. A good girl doing everything she is told,” he said with the fakest smile I had ever seen. I rolled my eyes. His face turned impassive in less than a second. “Your obedience — it’s pissing me off. Kindly get back to your I-am-your-death self.” “Why? So that you can call her a whore, humiliate her and rip off her clothes in front of everyone, question her character when you barely knew her for a day or two? No thanks. I neither have the energy nor motivation to go through
[Zeve’s POV] Amor clearly heard me, but he didn’t reply. Well, I did not expect him to, anyway. After that, I didn’t talk to him either. We crossed massive mountains that had owned the green colour of the grass in their foots. But towards their peak they lost all colours and with abstract clouds surrounding them, they owned the greyish white colour near the horizon. Wildlife was quite active in the grey light of the night. No torches, no fire lit the grasslands, ponds, icecaps of the mountains, yet the serenity in them was out of this world. Birds chirped as if they were beckoning something they had been longing for years. The echoing silence amplified even the faintest cries of a deer and added it to the melody of the nature. I kept looking left then right simultaneously to capture everything I was seeing in myself forever. Beyond that cage was a world so free, so beautiful. The dancing plants, the alive and frivolous wildlife, the arrogant mountains and the gentle rivers slicing
[Zeve’s POV] Those whimpers were like whispers of too many people crying at the same time. It brought back my memories from childhood when I was a kid. I used to hear such echoing whimpers of several people constantly. Along with those memories, those whimpers brought an ache in my chest, too. I looked at my wavy reflection in the lake and smiled. I had been the only one beside me all this time and I will be the only one for me until I die. I had gone through a lot of things on my own and it wouldn’t change in the future. My tears disturbed my reflection in the lake. But sometimes I really wished to have a company. Because it was scary. I drew in a deep breath and hugged myself, squatting at the edge of the lake. I buried my face in my arms, wrapped around my knees. This position had become my only escape from the reality. I didn’t know why, but the few days I spent with Amor’s family flashed in front of my eyes — their images, their warmth, their words, their laughter. The sca
[Amor’s POV] That complete incident had been weighing on me, as if it was crushing me every time I saw her. Maybe not externally, but I realised she was slowly dying inside. Whether or not she was acting, whether or not she was like Dawn, but blaming her for what some other woman did to me years ago couldn’t be justified. I had made many assumptions about her based on my little experience with women. Neither I was trying to understand her nor she was trying to be understood and that made communication with her even more challenging. When she lashed at me at the beginning of our journey, for a very brief second, I saw that expression on her face that made me realise I was wrong. What I did in rage couldn’t be justified or forgiven. Yet, I thought apologising would be the only thing that could help me lessen that weight of guilt. I wasn’t expecting forgiveness from her. But telling her how I actually felt about that day was important — for no other reason than apologising. I sat f
[Amor’s POV] Again with that mate crap. I clenched my teeth and looked away. Why are ladies so obsessed with this mate stupidity to the point they jeopardize their own identity, their very personality? They connect themselves with the fate of their mate, taking their own fates for granted. I chuckled, and she tensed her brows. “So you are one of those, after all. My mate is my life, my death, my breath, my everything. If he is gone, I am lost. My mate is not just my mate, my mate is my God. He wrote my fate, my life. Oh, I am nothing without my mate. My life is meaningless without my mate. Oh, mate! This mate! That mate! Fuck mate! Tsk!” I glared at her, disgusted and annoyed. She gritted her teeth. “You won’t understand… my mate…” I grabbed her hand. She stopped speaking and glared into my eyes, wincing. Bringing my face inches away from her, I snarled. “Your mate couldn’t even protect you. He didn’t even try. He was the weakest werewolf, a black sheep for the entire werewol
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[Zeve’s POV] As I plunged into the magma, I had no thoughts in my head. My body was being consumed by the flames, while my heart almost stopped. It was cold inside the volcano. My clothes and armour melted away, but neither the flames nor the magma touched my skin. They flowed inches away from my skin. I held my breath. The bright red glowing magma flowed magnificently inside the volcano. It was scary how I could feel its heat yet not get burned. It was like one of those dreams came to reality, except this time the one to be burnt in flames was me and not Amor. The magma behind me started taking some kind of form. I felt Amor’s presence and my heart skipped a beat. I felt hands warped under my waist and knees. I shut my eyes with a shudder. The next thing I remember was I was sitting far away on the ground and watching the magma, ashes and rocks explode out of the volcano like fireworks. There was a dazzling figure hovering above the volcano, suppressing it back into the ground
[Zahir’s POV]Why don’t you smile?Why don’t you cry?Why don’t you fight?Why don’t you get angry?Why don’t you get scared?What the hell is wrong with you?You are my son, and you cannot be the monster they say you are.Feel!Feel something!Feel anything!Feel everything!‘If nothing, then feel the pain!’That face of a person I was supposed to call my mother.Those glowing eyes floating in sheer darkness.Those words were like pure acid, pouring in my ears.Those snarls of pure hatred and screams and cries, those slaps and whips.The dark bathroom flooded with water everywhere and blood dissolved in it through my veins.I remember.Maybe I felt nothing but cold. It was unbearably cold.That time, that’s all I felt. A cold that made my spine shiver.I wanted to feel, but how?Everything I locked up within me and in the magic and key core came back.It all came back, but I think it never left in the first place.Even after hundreds of years, I could still feel her presence by the s
[Zeve’s POV]“Mother, stop!” Killian yelled.“Venus, calm down… we can make things right, ok? Trust me. Put down the blade…” Zahir coaxed Venus into his manipulative tone.Venus distanced the blade from her throat as if Zahir’s words were controlling her on a mental level. Her hands were shaking as she held the blade to her throat.Her eyes were frozen, as if she was in Zahir’s control. She shook her head with a gasp, “no, not anymore. You can’t control me anymore…” her voice came out hoarse and shaky.And she put the blade against her neck again, this time cutting her skin and bleeding.“NO! NO! Stop!” Zahir panicked and stepped back from Venus, raising his hands.“What the hell is going on here? Venus!” I called out and was about to go to her when Hikari held my hand.I looked at him and frowned. Hikari shook his head.I looked at Venus again and the blade was Hikari’s katana.“Your katana?” I felt a strange fear take over me as I stared at Hikari for an answer.“I must have dropped
[Zeve’s POV]‘I see him burning and these nightmares just don’t stop. Day after day, it’s always the same thing. I try to save him, but the flames always find their way to him. His body… it’s like it’s melting. I couldn’t get these nightmares out of my head and it’s disturbing. A lot. So, I came to you for guidance. Do these nightmares mean something?’‘Dreams are often a window for the future. We just need to interpret them rightly,’ priestess Melantha said when I met her in my third year in Phantoria. ‘For a seed to turn into a sapling and then into a huge tree, the seed coat needs to break. He’ll burn for you and this world.’‘No, he won’t. I won’t let death touch him, not because of me — especially not because of this world.’ This was what I told her, and then she replied with a subtle smile.‘What is the definition of death for you, luna?’ She asked.‘I don’t know. Death for me is what it’s for everyone else. Bad, painful and gloomy and… end.’‘When the right time comes, you will
[Zeve’s POV]There were two souls active inside Killian. One was of Derek and another of Polaris. Killian decided based on the soul that dominated him at a time.That was the only sane explanation I could give to why he was using Celeste as a hostage when Killian saved her, risking his own life.“Fine,” I said, calmly. “Let them go. But I don’t know how to get the core out of my body. Extract it yourself.”Killian frowned. “No hidden tricks, Zeve. I don’t have time for that.”I raised my hand to my shoulders as if I was surrendering myself. “I am telling you the truth. I was born with this core and never took it out. I am not playing any tricks.”Killian thought for some time and then stretched his palm towards me. Four black magic circles appeared around me. One above my head, one below my feet, one in front of my chest, and one behind it.“I am already stuck here. I can’t escape. Please let them go now,” I said. The hellhounds backed off from Lucella and Celeste.The suction from
[Zeve’s POV]The sound of gunshots, along with screams of the knights getting attacked, mashed up with the howls of the hellhounds dominating the road. Killian coughed vigorously and threw out the broken pieces of rock with his teeth and blood from his mouth. “Oh, I know what devilishness it takes to create a utopia. But you really piss me off whenever I see you…” Killian snarled at Amor.Killian created a dark energy ball between himself and Amor, who was pressing him against the ground. The energy ball exploded, flinging Amor far away from Killian.Amor jumped back to his feet and drew out his sword. The armour worked. Amor wasn’t hurt badly. But I could just stand and wait for him to be hurt.I looked at the sky with my apprehension increasing with every second.On the training grounds, the screeches of shadow eaters were tackling the fire wall, keeping them locked within the magic circle. It was as if their screams were summoning the rain because heavy clouds had started looming
[Killian’s POV]Dark clouds stirred over the ruins of the Aura palace and its training grounds. The land had prepared to devour the souls and vomit a curse in the darkest shade of black to open the portal to the dark world from where the creatures of hell would flood the land, turning it into their grazing field. They would feed on souls and lock them in timeless gloom — in a world of nothingness and doom. Their minds were under my control and their souls on my command would set themselves ablaze on the magical ground.I was prepared and so was the enemy.Heavy military and army of hundreds guarded the boundaries around the precinct of the Aura palace and its land. The knights were armoured and ready with their swords, defending the boundaries of the palace from outside.Warriors were ironclad in their wolf forms. The wolves of darker colours were standing on the front lines and surrounded the training grounds.The soldiers created a wall of shields on either side of the criminals’ p
[Zeve’s POV]“Should I take off this gown now?” Celeste asked, walking to me and then standing beside me as we peered at the air where Killian stood seconds ago.I looked at Celeste and caressed her cheek. “I know it’s uncomfortable, sweetie, but wait a little, hmm?”Celeste looked into my eyes and nodded once.“You did a good job. I am proud of you,” I said.A week without the key core and Celeste already looked so fragile. I had to get back the key core from Killian after the plan played out the way I wanted it to.I looked at the sky. The chess board was laid out, the only thing left was the game to begin.“Zeve, I don’t like this at all. You are pregnant and even if everything goes according to your plan, it’s still dangerous because we don’t know what might happen when things actually start happening,” Amor said.I looked at Amor and smiled.“I have heard kids take after their parents. I want my child to be brave, and for that, I have to be braver today. I am going to be a mother