Lyla POV:A muffled argument between the twins and Alana was floating in from the other room. Even though I couldn't hear the words clearly, I could tell it was about something important. Just a few days ago, I had gotten a cut, and I thought it would heal slowly, but not too badly. Instead, it became worse, and I ended up sick and stuck in bed. The pain grew every day until this morning, when I finally collapsed from the strain.Alana had asked a few times if she should get her brothers to come help heal me. But healing is a very personal thing. It's usually only done between mates because a special bond forms when someone heals you. With the feelings I already had for Prince Samuel and Prince Cameron, having them heal me would make it harder to avoid them. I wanted to tell Jax what was happening, but I was afraid to hurt him.What if he decided to leave me?I knew that no matter how much he cared about me, it would never be the same as his love for his fated mate. We were mates by c
Lyla POV:As soon as Alana and the twins exited my room, their fading footsteps echoing in the silence, my eyes sprang open. The sudden rush of light made me squint before my vision adjusted. My heart pounded wildly in my chest like a drum echoing in the silence of the night, its rhythm amped up by the shock of what I had just heard.My mind was swirling in a storm of questions. Should I confront Alana? The twins? Or everyone at once? As I struggled to make sense of it all, their words kept replaying in my mind, like a broken record on a loop. The twins, famed for their playboy reputations, were acting way out of character. It was as if they thought they had some sort of claim on me. But that couldn't be further from the truth. I was just their sister's friend, nothing more, nothing less.And the mere thought of the drama that would follow if someone found out they had healed me sent shivers down my spine. The scandal would probably echo through the centuries, and if it ever reached t
Lyla POV Breathing deeply, I tried to center myself, gathering all the courage I had. It was time for the warrior class - a prospect that once excited me to the core, but now was starting to feel like my personal purgatory. By some sheer stroke of luck, I'd managed to avoid the twins throughout the day. Every time they popped into my sight, I'd expertly dodge, turn a corner, or retreat the other way, ensuring I always had company other than Alana. Despite Alana being my closest confidant, there was a nagging suspicion in the back of my mind that she was playing a double game. It wasn't a pleasant thought, but I had no hard proof to back my assumptions, and confronting her without evidence seemed unfair.And even though Alana was well aware of my engagement and the potential fallout if a non-mate wolf healed a she-wolf, she seemed oddly unconcerned. Why would she willingly entangle me and her brothers in this unnecessary drama? None of it added up.Meanwhile, the magnetic pull towards
Lyla POV:Prince Cameron and Prince Samuel were a force to be reckoned with, sweeping through the ranks of students like a storm, leaving behind a trail of overwhelmed and breathless bodies. Some of the guys held their own quite well, showing off impressive defensive and offensive skills, but none could match the unrelenting power and skill of our future kings. Yet, amid the chaos, I found an oddly satisfying joy in seeing Rod, the resident jerk, get taken down. His face crumpled in pain was a sight that ignited a rare, almost malicious, smile on my face.Rod was nothing but a thorn in my side, constantly undermining me and blaming me for taking away the attention of the princes. According to his twisted logic, the twins were spending an unnecessary amount of time mentoring me, thereby neglecting other deserving students. He couldn't be more wrong, though. The last thing I wanted was the excessive attention of the princes, which had only stirred up a whirlwind of trouble.While I was
Lyla POV:"You okay there, L?" Alana asked as we made our way to the twin's cabin.The area had security everywhere and was exactly the kind you would see in movies. Men tall as hell, clad in black, with earpieces and sunglasses, standing as statues, but one order away from pouncing to kill. Guess the movies weren't exaggerated after all."Yeah, just wondering what your brothers want now," I whispered"I'm sure it's just something dumb." Replied Alana, not making eye contact with me.I stopped midway, which had Alana stop and turn to me as well, confusion written on her face."A, you're my friend, my best friend actually, and because of that, I trust you, and I know you wouldnt lie to me..." I started, making sure she was paying attention. She was, but I could tell she was nervous. Alana nodded her head for me to continue,"...I know your brothers are playboys. There hasn't been a model or high-rankled socialite; they haven't been seen with it, but this weird obsession they have with
Lyla POV:Laying in bed, I couldn't help but think back to the conservation I had with the twins at their place. Why were they being so nice to me when I've only seen them be rude and arrogant to the rest of the people in the academy? And what did they mean that there were things I didn't understand as of yet? At that moment, I was so clogged with emotions regarding their questions of what would happen if I met my fated mate, my self-imposed responsibility and the opinions of pack members that were nowhere close to me at the moment that I wasn't able to ask the twins any question regarding their vague words. Now that my mind was somewhat clear, I had so many questions, but I felt I wouldn't get any answers even if I asked them or Alana. I didn't have much choice but to go with everything until I understood the underlying meaning. I sighed. This was going to be complicated, and with the healing effect lingering on, it would be impossible not to have sexual thoughts about them. Not to m
Lyla POV:My heart pounded like a drum in my chest as I darted through the academy's labyrinthine corridors, the echo of my steps the only testament to my frantic dash. I was late - a fact I was painfully aware of. The chaos of the previous night, an unending reel of embarrassment and confusion, had caused me to oversleep.I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, in a room that was not mine. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, a wave of bewilderment washed over me, followed by a creeping sense of dread. I felt a pang of shame as the memories of last night flooded back. The twins... their cabin... the impromptu sleepover... it all came back in a rush.How did I even get there?A feeling of nausea gripped me as I mentally chastised myself. Mercifully, when I slipped out of their house this morning, the twins were still asleep. I had spent the better part of the day avoiding them, but I knew that my reprieve was only temporary.The warrior class was in two hours, and considering the announce
Samuel POV:Watching our little mate hurry into the changing room, I couldn't help but feel a pang of concern. It was clear that Lyla was deliberately avoiding Cameron and me. While we understood her need for space, it was increasingly challenging to keep our distance. We had noticed her trying to sneak out early in the morning, but we chose to feign sleep. We had even mind-linked the guards to ensure her exit went unnoticed. We weren't embarrassed or ashamed of her staying in our cabin, in fact we loved it. Still, we knew that any unnecessary drama could overwhelm her, particularly given the seeds of doubt we'd sown regarding her relationship with Alpha Jax. Every move we made had to be considered and cautious. One wrong step could jeopardize everything."You guys really need to tone it down, you know. You're scaring her," Alana warned us, her brows furrowed in concern.Exhaling a deep sigh, I wished it were that simple."Alana, it's easier said than done. You can't understand what i
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