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[Amor’s POV] I wiped off the sweats over my lips and nose. “No. She can’t… she’s ok. She has to be…” I mumbled. Maybe she evacuated with the others. Maybe I am overthinking. Yeah. She must have reached the shore by now. Yes. But why can’t I feel her scent? Even if she was on the shore, I should get her scent… I could barely breathe when all my senses were looking for her. Her scent. Her voice. Her breaths. Her heartbeats. Anything… anything that could help me find her. That could assure me she was safe. “Zeve!” I cried out. I kept calling out to her frantically, searching for her everywhere on the ship. I even looked among the dead, but soon shook off those grim thoughts. “ZEVE!” I roared. I tried to mind-link her. It failed. My frenzied steps halted as a thought hit. “Who created the firestorm?” It was then I met Arki and the other knights. They informed me about Zeve’s orders. I almost killed them for not following my orders, but I didn’t have time to waste on t
[Amor’s POV] Lucella checked on Zeve. She said that Zeve wasn’t in a condition to travel and we should stop by the seaside palace near the harbor. Everyone was tired and needed rest. I myself was not in a condition to carry out a journey to the capital smoothly. With Zeve still unconscious, I wasn’t feeling good about nothing at all. I knew she created the firestorm and maybe the magic took a toll on her body like any other power. On that she drowned and I don’t know what manipulating voice Hikari was talking about, but it surely contributed to Zeve’s current state. Our ship reached the shore. I ordered a royal cremation of the dead through mind-link. The royal family was already in the palace, resting. All the excitement had turned into a grim atmosphere. Everyone was recovering from the attack. We were still on the ship. I reluctantly looked around the ship matters and the report on the death of the knights, the injured, and the survivors. Once Lucella had checked on Zev
[Amor’s POV] Her words fell on me like a downpour in a flood-sick city. I was planning to tell her about what happened between me and Hikari. About the curse. But I didn’t know what to say anymore. I licked my lips — no — biting them until the corner of my lips started bleeding. “Amor… blood…” she reached out to touch my lips, but I stepped back, still biting on my lips. Should I fall on my knees and beg her to never leave me? To keep on loving me even when I wouldn’t return her love, even when I wanted to. But even if I was dying, I would never beg to be respected, loved, or needed. Everything was going back to how it was before Zeve came into my life. So be it! The reason her words were like shards of shattering glass was because I had expected too much from her, more than she could give me. It wasn’t her fault, but mine to expect anything at all. Expectations? I am Amor Blaze. I don’t expect; I get what I want. But often we expect the most from the person we expect nothi
[Amor’s POV] I took Zeve to an eatery I frequented whenever I was there. But… for very obvious reasons, Hikari was there, too. The problem wasn’t us being present in the same eatery as Hikari to eat; the problem was Zeve’s curiosity about the cuisine and chopsticks Hikari was using. There were two things Hikari absolutely hated — first, sharing food, and second, someone disturbing him during his meals. From the daunting expression he wore, when Zeve stared at him, it was sending chills down my spine. How do I control this girl when her curiosity kicks in? She becomes like a child hungry to learn about new things she was seeing, not caring about the consequences at all. Fortunately or unfortunately, Hikari was on the adjacent table as ours. I was sitting in front of Zeve and beside Hikari, with the aisle dividing our tables. Hikari picked the sushi with his chopsticks then kept it back on the plate, sighing as he leaned back in his chair, glaring into nothingness. “Zeve…” I w
[Amor’s POV] Sensing my presence, Hikari got up. He was completely wasted. With an unstable footing, he walked past me. “Stay,” I said. He halted. His back faced me. I turned and walked closer to him, encountering a powerful stench of wine. I presented him with the food. “Luna sent this asking you to finish it. She said she doesn’t like people who waste food. She also apologised for staring at you. It was for no other reason than her curiosity about your culture and chopsticks. But if it made you uncomfortable, then she said she was sorry.” I said in a monotonous tone, constantly repeating just one sentence in my head — what the hell am I even doing! I peered at Hikari, waiting for a response. He stared at the food in my hand blankly. “Look, I know you don’t like my presence around you, but Zeve becomes scary when food is wasted. You witnessed it yourself at the family dinner. That is why I had to come.” Hikari still stood there silently. I knew it would be futile. He was th
[Zeve’s POV] When I thought I wanted to spy on the vampires, blue butterflies made of light appeared all around me. Somehow, I was conscious within all of them. They were like parts of my consciousness. I could see, feel, and hear what they were experiencing. But there were so many and all at the same time, it caused a complete chaos in my head. A sharp pain ran through my head. I could see the beach clearly, as if I was the one flying over them and not those butterflies. I could see everyone in every room of the palace as if I was gliding through the palace and not those butterflies. But the vision of one butterfly fluttering in my room froze my body. Amor was sitting in the room, hiding his presence. Did he hear everything I talked to myself? I thought he was with Hikari… No. Hikari was in his room, fast asleep on his bed. I could see him from the vision of those spy butterflies. Spy butterflies — that was what I named them. I snapped my finger, visualising those but
[Zeve’s POV] The attack had put the entire pack in chaos. The news spread like a wildfire and hundreds of opinions started circulating in the pack. The major highlights of the attack were the enemy who could fly, hybrids coming in limelight after hiding in darkness for years, and the firestorm appearing in the middle of the sea out of nowhere that defeated the enemy. That wasn’t the first attack on Amor, so no one was shocked, but suspicions started revolving around me because no attacks on Amor had ever been that mysterious and unnatural. People became opinionated about me. The curiosity about my origin and my background started overtaking the articles in the werewolf daily newspapers. No section of the pack was left untouched by the arrival of a mysterious luna. My fears were all turning into reality. Even Amor couldn’t put a leash on such rumours that hit the headlines. We needed a bigger news to cover it all up. So, Amor publicly announced my fight with Hikari. It was to b
[Zeve’s POV] I clenched the hilt in my fist, waiting for him to speak up. He hadn’t disclosed the truth about my magical powers to anyone, and I didn’t know why. We weren’t close enough for him to keep my secrets. I smiled faintly. “I didn’t get a chance to thank you for saving me back then. So please accept my gratitude.” “I express my gratitude for your concern in the eatery. I received your message with the food.” He said formally. “I don’t know how to weave webs of words, so let me come straight to the point. I wanted to ask why you were restraining your powers during the attack?” I tensed my brows. Powers? Was he talking about my magic? “What do you mean?” “Why were you trying to hold back?” He asked. “I am sorry. I cannot comprehend the context of your questions.” “During the attack on the ship, you were hiding your powers. More than the enemy, you were scared to be caught by someone from the Aurora pack. It was as if you knew you could take care of all those hybrids
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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