CARSON'S POV"What in the Halloween Town is going on here?" I questioned as I beamed confused."It stinks like Satan's ass in here!" Jinx protested."I know buddy," I told him as I absorb the surrounding. Undead creatures of all shapes and sizes moved around leisurely as they conducted their day-to-day business like they were ordinary living citizens. "This is fucking weird," I complained as I spat to my left, scrunching up my nose at the rancid odour the atmosphere was producing. "For fuck's sake!" Alpha's growl interrupted me. I hastily glanced to my left. I saw Dimitri handing him a silk handkerchief. Zander grabbed it and cleaned my saliva from his face. He beamed at me with an exhausted expression in his eyes. I wondered if he was just simply done with my fuckery. "Apologise you, idiot! Jinx warned. I flashed Alpha my boyish grin. "Sorry Alpha. I didn't see you there." Alpha exhaled and relaxed his shoulders, then he looked some more at the surrounding. "That was close,"
DECLAN'S POV"What should we do? What should we do?" I questioned my wolf. "Should we mind-link Alpha?" I bit on my nails nervously. "Are you an idiot? Of course, we shouldn't mind-link our Alpha. We are third in command, we should be able to fix this ourselves." Maddox hissed."Ok, so how do we fix this?" I exhaled as I settled my eyes on my friends. Maddox was right, what kind of Gamma would I be if I called my Alpha to solve every problem I had? "How the fuck should I know? Plus this is your fault anyway.""My fault? How comes?""If you had just let us fuck something - anything, this wouldn't have happened in the first place. Now Dim is in trouble all because he's trying to get us laid!"It was true. I was so stupid believing that the Moon Goddess would grant me a second chance mate that I had been causing suffering to my wolf. "You're right Maddox. I'm sorry bud.""Tell that to my fucking balls!" He scoffed. "You see these?" He shoved his crotch to the forefront of my head. He h
FREDERICK'S POV"Steele, wake up!" I bellowed in my wolf's ear as I got swept off into his wild dream. I rubbed his forehead as he lay on his side. His body convulsed vehemently as he whimpered in agony. It wasn't physical pain that was clawing at him, it was emotional pain. I felt it too. "Shh, it's okay buddy -," I cooed. I used my fingers and combed through his sliver fur, hoping that my touch was enough to soothe him. Soon I sensed his body relaxing and then his breathing followed. "That's it, buddy, wake up. It's just a bad dream."His body jerked awake at my words. His head tilted forward to meet my gaze. A great mountain of sadness stared back at me through his glossy dark pupils. He snarled, as his snout crinkled while he flashed me his sharp, deadly canines. "But it is not just a dream, Freddy - she's dead, our mate is dead!"His words rang through my ears, causing pain to radiate through my soul.My soul ached as if I were swimming in an ocean of skin-melting lava. My che
DECLAN'S POVI took a deep breath as Major Skully reached for the door handle of the club. I tried to push away the thoughts of what might be on the other side.I was tired.When can a wolf get a break?Dimitri and Carson had proven to be a handful, especially Dim. I knew he meant well trying to get me laid and shit, but right at that moment I just wanted to fulfil this mission and be done with all of this drama. My heart did a little shuffle in my chest when I remembered my plan of staying behind in the Fae world after we got Luna the help she needed. My thoughts fizzled back to reality by the upbeat music.The club was electric.Undead creatures were whining and grinding against whatever undead thing was closest to them. Their feet moved to the crazy beat as they worshipped the music. "This is like a scene from that Patrick Swayze movie," I scoffed as I noticed a slender-looking ghoul moving artistically in her tattered silver dress."This is like the real Dirty Dancing," Dimitri
"Everybody, just stay calm. Let's see what it's up to," Dimitri added. So I stood firm and let it make its move.With a little more effort, it got closer and closer and closer..."Maybe we should run!""Maddox, I didn't take you for a pussy.""Grrrr-hello.""It speaks," Carson was fascinated. I paused and watched as it stopped in front of us. It was rocking side to side, grinning while she examined me. "Hi," I said cautiously. "Don't worry, werewolf meat isn't appealing to me at all," she laughed. "You talk, but you're a zombie," I was obviously surprised. Our pack had never come across zombies before. Most of them believed that they were a myth, but Zander's dad, the late Alpha Zachery still made sure the members were taught how to defend themselves against the creatures, in case they were real. "Yes, I only go full-on Zombie when I haven't eaten in a long while," she explained. "I'm Misty by the way," she stretched her hand for me to shake. "Don't do it, Declan," Maddox warned
ZANDER'S POV“Zander! Let him go,” Hazel yelled. I felt her tiny fingers working as a tool to wrench my claws from around Lance's neck. “Do you take me for a fool, ghoul?” Gidian bellowed, ignoring the pleas of our wife. The rotten corpse struggled against my hold, but the more he struggled, the more pieces of his body kept falling to the ground. It tried talking, but my tight grip restricted it from uttering a word.“That's enough!” Isis boomed. I felt my heart rate slowing rapidly and my anger subsiding with it. “Isis, Declan just mind-linked me and told me that Major Skully is with them," I seethed. “So I think this one here might be leading us into a trap.” I released my grip on Lance, sending the rest of him falling to the ground. I was angry as I explained to the others what Declan revealed to me. Hazel placed a hand on mine for comfort. “Let's hear him out before we make such accusations," she told me. But I was tired of this journey. I just wanted to get to the Fae world
ZANDER'S POV We were as quiet as we could be as we followed ghost Carson up the stairs. No one dared make a sound. Even our breathing was kept under control and could barely be heard as we made our way to the second floor. We swerved and swivelled along winded passageways and twisted staircases that seemed to be never-ending. Where is he leading us? I asked myself. The ghost stopped ahead, so we did the same. We waited, and then my ears picked up on scratching sounds coming from one of the many rooms lining the massive corridor we were now in. Carson pointed. “The child's in the room at the far end. Now listen, she is going to ask one of the men a question. I don't know what the question will be, but the answer should be yes." The scratching noises intensified as we travelled down the hallway. Old torches lit the way as we quietly trekked one foot at a time. The scraping noises got louder and more pronounced. “What is that sound?” Isis asked. “Just be quiet, we don't want to
DECLAN'S POV “I don't care what anyone says. The Luna is our mate,” Maddox growled in my head. “She smells so delectable. Why can't she be ours?” He complained. My wolf gets confused every time he was around Hazel. Her intoxicating aroma reminded him so much of our mate that sometimes his mind went haywire, believing that our Luna is our mate. I tried on many occasions, drilling into his stubborn brain that she wasn't for us and that she belongs to our Alpha and friend. This entire ordeal had put a damper on our and Zander's relationship. I remembered there was a time when the Alpha and I would go out on runs together and just bonded over guy stuff. Everyone knew Carson was like a brother to him, and he trusted Carson with his life, but the beta was an idiot a major percent of the time and there were things Zander needed my opinion on. Like his proposal to Luna, the Alpha asked Carson for ideas of how to propose to a woman and Carson's response was to spray whip cream on his dick
Alfonso led the group through the secret underground passageway beneath the castle. The air suddenly gained a musty, damp smell, the smell of death and decay. Nobody spoke until they reached a grey door hidden in the wall. “This is it, the entrance to the library.” Alfonso whispered.“And you're certain no one will be in there?” Alpha Zander double-checked. He replayed the plan over and over in his head, but something didn't feel right in the pit of his stomach. “Yes I'm sure. Prince Magnus or his guards never come here. They stay in the North and West wing of the castle.” Alfonso exhaled as he pressed the indention in the wall and the door quietly slid open. “Let's go, but be quiet.”Declan was the first person who tried to enter through the door. Zander yanked him back by his collar. “Where the fuck do you think you're going?”“I cannot stay behind Alpha. Maddox and I will go mad if we don't go to her.”“Declan, you can't go,” Lucinda warned. “But she's my mate,” he yelped.“I kn
ANONYMOUS POV"Blink! Blink!" Alpha Zander tried to coax himself. He still seemed to believe his ears had deceived him. Did the queen just say Hazel was with child? He asked himself and his wolf, Gidian answered. "That is undoubtedly what she said. Not that it's impossible, but how come we can't smell our pup inside her?"Zander's fingers stroked the side of his Luna's face, who wasn't moving an inch. "I don't know, but I think Lucinda knows why," Zander replied telepathically to his wolf. The way how Lucinda was staring told him she had some idea of what was going on. Currently, he didn't know what to make of the situation.The other werewolves were thinking the same. Confusion, excitement, and concern were only a few emotions that were swirling around in the air. And also staining the air with an enormous punch was fear. Fear of what this may mean for Luna Hazel. James remembered the first time he smelt his son growing inside Sue-Ling, the she-wolf he was set to marry. A wave of
HAZEL'S POVShe looks like me; I thought, or maybe I look like her. My hair was still dripping wet as I trudged back to the hideout. Maddox dashed off so quickly before I could even get two sentences in. I knew he didn't mean to peep on me, and it was my fault, anyhow. I knew better than to be taking baths in lakes in places that were strange to me. But I was just so irritated and my blood seemed hot, so I had to cool down. I promised myself I'd talk with Declan when I saw him. My footsteps were silent as I hiked up to the others. Lucinda's head fell backward as she laughed, just the way I always do. Her nose was a clone of mine, and her hair, though it was styled in many braids, was the same length as mine, just a bit more kinky. I glared at the woman who left me at birth, my eyes welled with tears. There were so many times I wished I had her around when I was growing up. I quickly blinked back my tears and proceeded toward them. My stomach churned the way Isis was treating her; l
DECLAN'S POVThis was torment, real torture. My wolf and I couldn't help but stare. Like glue, our views were stuck on our Luna bathing in the river. Her waist-length hair was dripping wet and delicately settled over her shoulder. Her rear was to us, and her bodacious backside was making my appendage jerk in need. I would rather not be there anymore. I wanted to go, but Maddox's paws kept creeping forward closer to her. “What are you doing?" I urged my wolf. “Let's go back."“I can't. There's something in the air telling me she is my mate," he explained. I wanted to agree with him since I felt it too. But out of respect and love for my alpha, I had to do the right thing. “But she isn't. She belongs to our Alpha and this is wrong," I told him. This caused him to stop, but not before stepping on a twig. The sound startled Hazel and made her to turn hastily in our direction. She was ringing out the excessive water from her hair. Maddox went into a panic when his eyes engaged with hers
Poor James stood completely frozen in front of his mate. His companions were just as mesmerized by the woman they saw. Her hair was woven into long micro-braids that touched the small of her back. Her Nubian nose was a little different, it had a tiny jewel that glinted on the left side. But the ebony-black skin, the wispy eyelashes, the plump coral lips, and the eyebrows that were always turned up at the inward tips, furrowed, as if judging everything you're doing, were exactly as James remembered. His eyes raked her figure. She seemed more mature, and he liked that. It had been 19 years since he'd seen her, so of course she'd look different. But one thing was for sure: she was even more beautiful than ever. “Lucinda,” James whispered. “Is it really you?” He held his breath and closed his eyes. Lucinda stretched out her fist and ran her palm over his cheek. James gasped for air, leaning into her touch. His frame erupted with sparks at every juncture of his body. “Yes, my love. It i
Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney Channel. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana. Just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.The portal vanished with a tremendous cracking sound, like glass being broken, leaving our nine supernatural friends stupefied. There was no wind in the Fae World. Pieces of the sky were falling like dried paint from a wall. “Is this it, Mommy? Is this where you're from?" Tia looked up to a teary-eyed Cedella. Her ghostly tears were the only shimmering detail Hazel saw. Cedella couldn't answer her daughter. The only thing she could do was moa
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DIMITRI'S POVMy ears kept ringing, tuning out the tautologies of the merman. My bloodlust increased, and my body couldn't fathom what I just learnt. I sunk my fangs into my bottom lip out of anger. “Impossible!” Zander raged. Gidian was reeling at the forefront, ready to rip into someone. Maybe me. And Alpha Zander wasn't even trying to hold him back. “Are you sure?”“Yes. I'm sure of it.” The merman stated. “And what says you two?” Zander asked the witches. “I—I am not certain. The child calls Lucifer uncle, so we thought she was his kin,” Freya let out. “That would explain Zoey's protectiveness of her. Plus the child did seem attached to Zoey,” Prudence wondered out loud. I couldn't take this anymore. I felt the skin on my back parting. My wings only ever came out when I was feral, and, trust me, I was close. “Dimitri. Calm down. We will bring them back,” Julia stated. “You're right.” I calmed down. “We can use the same portal stone to get back into Lucifer's hideout.” “I'm
Dazed and disoriented, Freya studied the white-haired woman who was inching closer to her. Her curvaceous body with her silver hair and milky eyes made her a looker. She was beautiful, but there was something so familiar about the woman, like she'd met her before. Isis paused when she noticed Freya's confused stare. “It is I, child. Isis.”“Wait, what? But you're supposed to be old.” Freya gasped. “That's because she did something bad,” another voice made it through the rubble. Isis's gaze shot to the slender woman, pushing her body up off the ground and dusting the debris off her clothes. “Prudence!” Isis yelped. “Hello, Isis,” Prudence grinned. Tears pooled in her eyes as she pushed past her sister and fell into Isis's arms. “Oh, my child,” Isis cried. “You're alive.”“Yes. I am.”“Wait, I don't understand. How do you look so young and fresh?” Freya wanted to know. “Forget about that and come give me a hug,” Isis declared. Freya rushed and dove into Isis's arms. “I'm so happy