Cameron POV:It had been five months since the harrowing events in Vampriya, and life had settled into a new rhythm, one filled with love, passion, and the promise of a future we never thought possible.Every day with Lyla felt like a revelation. Our relationship had flourished beyond the raw intensity of those first encounters. Sure, we had our share of wild, erotic nights – moments where our passion for each other burned with an intensity that threatened to consume us. But there were also the playful mornings, the times when we basked in each other's company, reveling in the simple joy of being together.Lyla had grown remarkably in these past months, both in spirit and in her role as our future queen. She had decided to finish her schooling, opting for private lessons within the castle's grand walls. Her decision came from a desire to be close to us, to cement our bond and strengthen our union. And I couldn’t have been more proud of her. She was not just our mate but a true partner
Cameron POV:The night air was alive with a magical pulse as I guided Lyla, her eyes covered by a soft blindfold, through the serenely lit path of our palace garden. Her hand, delicate yet trusting, was clasped in mine, while Samuel walked beside us, his presence a comforting shadow in the moonlit night."We're nearly there, my heart," I whispered to Lyla.Feeling her anticipation mingling with ours. The path under our feet shifted from the crunch of gravel to the softness of lush grass, signaling our arrival at the heart of our surprise."Can I look now?"Lyla's voice quivered with excitement, her other hand reaching out, perhaps feeling the change in the atmosphere, the music that floated around us like a tender caress."Just a moment longer," I replied.My heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Samuel and I had planned this moment with painstaking care, wanting everything to be perfect for her. Guiding her to the center of the clearing, where the gazebo stood adorn
Lyla POV: "Lyla come down this instant?" I heard my older brother Lars yell from downstairs. Perfect; if today wasn't shitty enough, I have to deal with him now as well. Seeing that I didn't have much of an option, I got out of the blanket burrito I had myself snuggled into when I returned from school and went downstairs. Please, goddess, let it be quick! I seriously cannot stand another rant about my behaviour. Going down the spiral staircase, I see my brother Lars, the eldest and Alpha of our pack: the Bloodmoon Pack. Sitting across him are Kadien, Aiden and Fiden: my triplet brothers. Crap! This is bad! Usually, the triplets don't care about my behaviour and hardly ever have a talk with me, but from the seething expressions of my four dear elder brothers, shit is about to hit the fan! Climbing down the last step, I walk into the main lounge and put up a smile and go up to Lars. "Hey there, pal. What's up?" I said, giving his shoulder a punch like I'm not about to get my butt
Lyla POV: Waking up to the window's blinding sunlight, I stretched and sat up. I was in bed, but how? I swear I fell asleep near mom and daddy's tombstone last night, crying. After the argument yesterday with my brothers, I refused to come out of the room and even ate in my room. I just didn't have it in me to look at them right now without breaking down with their words that echoed in my mind from yesterday. At around twelve, I snuck out. I went to mom and daddy's grave. I needed them; even if they weren't there, I knew they were watching me whenever I visited them, and yesterday I did needed that closure. Did one of my brothers follow me yesterday, maybe beta Edward or the gamma's son, Jake? He was appointed my guard after the incident on my fifteenth birthday. However, I hated being followed and usually hid from him. Looking down, I was still in my black sweat pants and grey long-sleeved cropped top I wore yesterday before the whole fiasco. There was dried-up mud at the bottom of
Samuel POV: "Your highness, so is that an okay from yours and Prince Cameron's side for the new warrior trainer at the academy?" Said Justin, mine and Cameron's PA. What was he even talking about? What were any of these people talking about, and for the love of the goddess, when will they shut up?I was done for the day, waving my hand in dismissal; I went to get up when I heard someone squeak out, "But your highness..." but before he could finish, I sent a death glare, making him shut his mouth tight. Judging by my mood, everyone quickly packed up and left. I sat back in the high-back leather chair, looking at the roof and thinking back about the drama that had happened since yesterday. Flashback "Honey, maybe it's time for you and Cameron to take a chosen. Your wolves are strong and need a mate to help tame them. What happened in the Coliseum yesterday has the pack pretty shaken up." Said, mom. Some fucker of mine and Cameron's warrior army thought it would be okay to go behi
Samuel POV: Flashback Cont'Dropping the fucker's unconscious body in the centre, Cameron and I looked up to our surroundings, and he then boomed in his alpha voice."Members of the royal pack, you all must be wondering why you were all suddenly summoned. Without beating around the bush, you can see that pathetic excuse of a wolf next to my brother's feet. He was caught red-handed selling valuable war strategies to our enemies, those undead blood-sucking parasites, and then he dared to make up a lie." You could hear the gasps and cruses sent this fucker Jackel's way when Cameron finished. Our species had lost a lot during the war with those parasites, and the mere mention of them in this multiverse is like throwing a match into petroleum, igniting the devastation of havoc."We have no place in our ranks for ungrateful people like him," I boomed. "What is your decision, son?" I heard dad say from the royal box. "A lesson not for him but for everyone else to see what happens when yo
Cameron POV: "I may just have found a solution to our worries, brother," I said, smiling.Samuel looked at me with raised eyebrows. Oh, big brother, I know you're going to like this. "Have you finalized a warrior instructor for the academy yet?" I asked, to which I earned a shake of his head, indicating a no. Perfect! "Since everything has been shit these past few days, why don't we go fill in for the semester..." Sam opened his mouth, probably to remind me about how we would be leaving our duties behind, but I held up a finger promoting him to let me continue, "... like I was saying we should fill in. All our royal engagements are caught up, and helping the academy is part of social work. Plus, don't we need new warriors for the new ranks in our army? Why not choose them first hand?" I said. I could see the wheel turning in his head. As much as he thought he rebelled in front of our parents and his duties, he was the far better royal among us. It probably came with being the el
Lyla POV: Looking at the mahogany doors of the castle, it was considered an honour to attend Maxwell Academy, but I felt nothing but resentment. This was supposed to be my home till I turned eighteen, who knows maybe longer if Jax and my brothers thought so. Despite my pleas and promises to be better, my brothers nor Jax relented, and here we are, two days later, at the infamous Maxwell Academy, waiting for the Principal to come out and show us around. All my brothers and Jax had accompanied me to the Wolf multiverse, much to my dismay. Since they were getting rid of me, why accompany me? Throughout the trip, they tried talking to me. Jax even tried sitting next to me, but I didn't give any of them the time of day. I was hurt; I had to leave mom and dad behind, my memories behind that had kept me going when I had no one else. "Alpha Lars, Alpha Jax, welcome to Maxwell Academy. I'm Dean Shrewd." Said the man who introduced himself as the Dean. He was tall. A middle-aged man with bro
Cameron POV:The night air was alive with a magical pulse as I guided Lyla, her eyes covered by a soft blindfold, through the serenely lit path of our palace garden. Her hand, delicate yet trusting, was clasped in mine, while Samuel walked beside us, his presence a comforting shadow in the moonlit night."We're nearly there, my heart," I whispered to Lyla.Feeling her anticipation mingling with ours. The path under our feet shifted from the crunch of gravel to the softness of lush grass, signaling our arrival at the heart of our surprise."Can I look now?"Lyla's voice quivered with excitement, her other hand reaching out, perhaps feeling the change in the atmosphere, the music that floated around us like a tender caress."Just a moment longer," I replied.My heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Samuel and I had planned this moment with painstaking care, wanting everything to be perfect for her. Guiding her to the center of the clearing, where the gazebo stood adorn
Cameron POV:It had been five months since the harrowing events in Vampriya, and life had settled into a new rhythm, one filled with love, passion, and the promise of a future we never thought possible.Every day with Lyla felt like a revelation. Our relationship had flourished beyond the raw intensity of those first encounters. Sure, we had our share of wild, erotic nights – moments where our passion for each other burned with an intensity that threatened to consume us. But there were also the playful mornings, the times when we basked in each other's company, reveling in the simple joy of being together.Lyla had grown remarkably in these past months, both in spirit and in her role as our future queen. She had decided to finish her schooling, opting for private lessons within the castle's grand walls. Her decision came from a desire to be close to us, to cement our bond and strengthen our union. And I couldn’t have been more proud of her. She was not just our mate but a true partner
Lyla POV:As the witch's blade hovered perilously close, a surreal calm washed over me. My heart pounded in my chest, my eyes fixated on Cameron and Samuel, their expressions a tapestry of worry and love. I silently mouthed, "I love you," expecting the sharp sting of betrayal. But instead, a shocking warmth enveloped me – blood, not mine, splashing against my skin.Confusion reigned as I saw Vincent standing defiantly, the witch's heart gruesomely clasped in his hand. He nonchalantly tossed it aside, his eyes locking with mine in a knowing wink. The ritual was broken, the air charged with a mix of disbelief and newfound hope.Noah's enraged voice shattered the moment."Vincent, you traitor!" he screamed, lunging at his brother with a viciousness that chilled my bones.The brothers collided with a force that resonated through the clearing. Their fight was a deadly dance of pent-up rage and familial betrayal. Vincent's every move was precise and calculated, countering Noah's blind fury
Lyla POV:Vincent's laughter echoed through the room, a sound filled with sinister undertones."Oh, brother, why do you insist on these little charades? Just be honest with her. There's no coronation. Instead, we have a lovely lineup of witches eager to drain every ounce of that precious eternal wolf essence from her," he said, his eyes flashing dangerously.Noah's face remained impassive, but there was a flicker of annoyance in his eyes."Vincent, I've got this under control," he said coolly.I glanced between the two brothers, my heart pounding in my chest. They were planning to kill me, to use me for my power. A surge of anger and determination rose within me. I wouldn't let them. Without warning, I shifted into my wolf form, the transformation enveloping me in a wave of power and strength. My grey fur, streaked with lavender, bristled with energy, and my lavender eyes blazed with defiance.Noah's expression turned to one of shock, then quickly morphed into rage."You think you can
Lyla POV:The air crackled with the intensity of magic, the night sky over Vampriya painted with the hues of battle. Our position at the vantage point offered a panoramic view of the chaos unfolding below. Alana, my brothers, the coven witches, and I were like sentinels, guarding against the tide of darkness that threatened to engulf us.The sounds of battle were deafening - the clashing of power, the hissing of spells, and the cries of the fallen filled the air. We stood our ground, our magic a beacon of light amidst the encroaching darkness. Each of us fought fiercely, our spells weaving intricate patterns of defense and attack.I could feel the raw energy coursing through me, the power of my eternal wolf stirring within, ready to leap into action. The witches beside me chanted their incantations, their voices rising and falling in a rhythmic cadence that was both haunting and beautiful. Their magic clashed with the dark witches, creating a storm of energy that crackled through the
Samuel POV:Stepping through the dense forest that borders Vampriya, the charged air crackles with tension. Cameron and I tread softly, our senses heightened. The dim moonlight filters through the trees, casting eerie shadows that dance on the forest floor."We need to be smart about this," I whisper to Cameron as we move closer to the outskirts of Vampriya. "No rash moves. We hit them hard and fast, but with precision."Cameron nods, his eyes scanning the darkness."Agreed. The element of surprise is on our side. Let's keep it that way."We huddle with our group of warriors, their faces a mix of determination and nerves. I can feel their energy, pulsing like a heartbeat in the night."Remember, our main goal is to distract and divide their forces," I instruct, my voice low but firm. "We need to create an opening for the main assault team to breach their defenses."One of the warriors, a burly man with a scar across his cheek, steps forward."We won't let you down, your highnesses. We
Lyla POV:As the dawn broke, casting a golden glow over the palace, I stood on the balcony, absorbing the quiet before the storm. Today was the day we would confront Noah, the day we had been preparing for. Anxiety bubbled inside me, but it was tempered by the resolve that came from the love and support of my mates, Cameron and Samuel.Cameron's arms encircled me from behind, his warmth a comforting presence."You ready for this, my love?" he asked, his breath tickling my ear.I leaned into him, feeling the solid strength of his body."As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt.Samuel joined us, his eyes filled with a mixture of concern and determination."We're in this together," he reassured, taking my hand. "Always."Their reassurance fortified me. We were a team, unbreakable in our unity. I turned to face them, taking a moment to appreciate the bond we shared, strengthened in the face of adversity.We headed to the war room where Alana, my br
Lyla POV:The quiet of the early morning was a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that had engulfed me the previous night. Sitting by the window, I watched the first light of dawn filter through the leaves, casting dancing shadows on the floor. The warmth of the sun seemed to reach deep within, soothing the turmoil of my thoughts.I was still wrapped in the blanket Cameron and Samuel had tucked me in with, their scent lingering on the fabric, offering a silent comfort. The memories of last night, the intense kisses, the affirmations of love, and the heartfelt conversation with my brothers, all swirled in my head, a mix of joy and poignancy.Lost in thought, I didn’t hear the door open. It was Alana, her bright smile instantly lifting my mood.“Hey there, babe,” she greeted cheerfully. “You seem deep in thought. Everything okay?”I returned her smile“Just reflecting on everything. It's been... overwhelming,” I admitted.Alana sat beside me.“It’s a lot to take in. But you’re
Lyla POV:I woke up to the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the grand room. Memories of the night before, entwined with Cameron and Samuel, flooded my mind, sending a warm flush through me. The intensity, the love, the unspoken promises we shared – it all felt like a beautiful dream.But as I stretched languidly, the other side of the bed was cold, empty. A twinge of disappointment nudged at me. Where could they be so early in the morning?Just then, the door opened, and both Cameron and Samuel walked in, their presence filling the room with an electrifying energy. My heart skipped a beat as they approached the bed, each wearing an expression that was a mix of tenderness and something more serious, more intense.Cameron leaned in first, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. The familiar scent of cedarwood and pine engulfed me, grounding me in the moment. His kiss was a reminder of the passion we shared, a prom