The deeper I followed my father into the labyrinthine halls of this ethereal manor, the more the world I once knew crumbled into mere fragments of memory. This was no place of the twenty-first century—no, it was a realm lost in time, where the past and the mystical wove together like threads in an eternal tapestry. Towering marble columns lined the corridors, each carved with ancient glyphs that shimmered faintly under the golden glow of enchanted sconces. The very air carried a strange resonance, as if it pulsed with a heartbeat of its own. My breath hitched when my gaze fell upon the grand garden sprawled beyond an arched glass doorway. It wasn’t simply beautiful—it was transcendent. I had read of such places in the fairytales my mother once whispered to me at night, but no words could capture the sheer majesty of what lay before me. Flowers that gleamed like crystalline gems swayed in a slow, rhythmic dance, their iridescent petals catching the cascading sunlight as though wo
The air hung thick with tension the moment my words settled in. Dad's expression shifted, his feature darkening with intensity that it sent a chill down my spine. His sharp eyes, piercing and unyielding, locked onto mine, searching, dissecting- seeking the slightest trace of lie. His well-composed feature stirred into the chair before a measured breathe escaped from him. His eerily calm eyes shifted to the cup before him. " Cupcake!" His voice carried a gravity of coldness that I barely witnessed before, yet there was the trace of warmth like usual. " Are you jesting?" He asked at last, though there was no trace of humor in his tone. His eyes were gleaming dangerously and unreadable. " I am not!" My voice was steady and unhinged. I didn't waver when I locked my eyes onto him as I sat properly, " Dad! Believe or not -!" I drew a sharp breath, my chest rose, " I have died once before, So have you." A charged silence fell upon us, sending a chill as a reminder of something unfold
Dad’s words struck like a thunderclap, sending a jolt through my body. My breath hitched as disbelief took hold. "How did you know?" I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I tilted my head, searching his expression for answers. His gaze darkened, the warmth in his eyes fading into something unreadable. His jaw tightened, tension carved into the sharp line of his features. Then, without a word, he reached out, his thumb brushing gently against my cheek, wiping away a trace of moisture I hadn’t realized was there. "You’re still just a child." His voice was soft, almost fond, yet distant, as if weighed down by something unseen. "Dad!" I protested, a frustrated grunt escaping me. "I’m not lying—" "You aren’t." His response was immediate, steady. "I trust you." I blinked, caught off guard by the certainty in his tone. But before I could say another word, he sat back down, his expression grim, unreadable. "Dad believes you," he repeated, then shifted his gaze toward Gr
Hades, The blood took its lazy time to drip off my fingers, thick and sluggish, as if reluctant to part from my skin. The scent of iron, sharp and overpowering, filled the air, mingling with the damp stench of the dungeon. A normal person would have gagged, their stomach twisting in protest at the carnage, but for me, the sensation was intoxicating. A slow grin spread across my lips as I stared down at the pathetic excuse of a man before me. His body trembled, weak and broken, yet his lips remained stubbornly sealed. Fool. I admired his resilience—briefly. Soon, he would learn that in my presence, silence was a luxury he could not afford. "You are a stubborn one," I mused, dragging a bloodstained chair across the stone floor. The sound screeched through the darkness, sending an involuntary shiver through his battered frame. The sight was almost amusing. "I like it." I dropped into the chair, crossing one leg over the other, my crimson eyes gleaming like a predator savoring
She stumbled onto her bed as my steps grew faster toward her. There was something about her—her scent, her eyes, and her… hot features. My desire to touch her smooth legs, bite her lips, and strangle her until she cried felt so strong. My eyes glowed in this dimly lit room, Knox perfectly in sync with my thoughts of claiming her right away. I felt struck—I felt lost in her beautiful eyes. She looked taken aback. She was scared. That look satisfied me. They said she was deadly. I loved when strong people showed vulnerability in front of me. My hand almost reached her face, the scent growing thicker and more aphrodisiac. My body nearly reacted strangely to her scent until— “Hades?” Her cold, honey-dripping voice cut through my daze, my nearly lost mind. Knox purred louder when she called my name. This was the first time someone had called my first name. Even my family didn’t dare. “It’s been a while.” I composed myself. Her voice felt like a sweet hangover soup, slapping me
Elysia -The tension in the room thickened like storm clouds before a downpour. Hades stood before me, broad and commanding, his crimson eyes burning with something possessive, something dangerous. But what he said next made my breath hitch—only for a moment before I masked it behind indifference. A slow smirk curled on my lips, though my chest tightened with something sharp and bitter. Fate is cruel. I folded my arms, tilting my head. "You want me to help you find her just so you can reject her?" Hades’s gaze didn’t waver. "Yes." The words hit harder than I expected, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I let out a soft chuckle, shaking my head. "You’re serious?" "Completely." I took a step forward, deliberately slow, watching him, studying him. His body tensed subtly, his wolf on alert. He doesn’t even realize, does he? "You don’t even know who she is," I murmured, my voice dipping into something amused, taunting. "And yet, you’ve already decided to throw her away?"
Gamma Celeriac, "Master! Xavier is here!" Aurora, my lifelong companion and one of the most trusted individuals by my side, entered the room with her usual grace. Behind her, a man followed—his aura alone enough to shift the air in the chamber. Xavier Hunter. My right hand. His imposing figure moved with calculated precision, his dark eyes sharp and unreadable. He carried an air of authority, his features impassive as always. The faintest hint of tension clung to his posture, but only someone who knew him well—like me—would notice it. "Master," he greeted, his voice a steady, controlled monotone. "It’s been a while." I stood before the massive window, my gaze fixed on the view outside. The world appeared serene, bathed in soft, golden hues, yet the peace was nothing more than an illusion. Beneath that calm surface, we all knew the truth—this world had long since become a twisted version of what it was meant to be. A mockery of balance. "Sit down, Xavier," I instructed, no
Elysia - Caroline Smith wailed behind me as I walked past the Moonlit garden of Alpha Residence. The Main Packhouse was crowded with people. However, her little tantrum seemed to have gotten everyone's attention. How did I end up here? I wondered. Half an hour ago, The golden chandeliers of the Alpha Residence cast an ethereal glow over the grand hall, illuminating the swirling silks and velvets of noblewomen as they paraded through the celebration. Voices melded together in a chorus of pleasantries, political maneuvering hidden beneath layers of forced smiles and practiced courtesies. I moved through the crowd with quiet precision, my military uniform a stark contrast against the soft pastels and embroidered finery. Whispers followed in my wake, some admiring, others envious. But none of it mattered. I was used to it. After being Luna of this Pack, the period of my ruling taught me a lot including people's distinctive jealousy towards me. However, today I was here not as
Hades, Her pulse It thrummed beneath her delicate skin, a steady rhythm that sent shockwaves through my body. Each beat echoed in my skull, syncing with my own erratic heartbeat. The scent of her blood curled through the air, sweet and intoxicating, igniting a hunger so raw that it clawed at my throat. A primal need crashed over me. Instinct. Hunger. Desire. It overrode everything. I forgot that I wasn't only a werewolf, I was something else too. Something dangerous. Ruby stiffened beside her mother, her sharp instincts picking up on the change. Her bright eyes flickered to me, widening slightly, cautious and wary. Elysia, however, remained unaware. She reached out, her fingers grazing my shoulder, her eyes filled with pure concern and worry— But I snapped, “Don’t touch me!” The words ripped from my throat, harsher than I intended. I jerked away from her touch as if burned, my entire body rigid with restraint. Elysia blinked in surprise, confusion flickering acr
Hades,"Master!" Dallas stormed into the room, his face burned and his body tense. He looked around, scanning for threats or disapproval, but his discomfort was obvious. At the low table, Ruby had been occupied with her crayons, coloring something with deep focus. At his sudden entrance, she froze mid-stroke. Her wide, bright eyes landed on him, flickering with curiosity for only a brief moment—before twisting into rage. "You evil woman!" Her tiny voice rang out like a battle cry. The air around her crackled, and without warning, a small burst of fire shot from her mouth, aimed directly at Dallas. Dallas barely had time to react. He flinched, stumbling back in surprise and immediately darted behind me for protection. Elysia let out an amused chuckle but moved quickly, wrapping her arms around Ruby and pulling her close. "Calm down, Cupcake," she murmured, pressing a reassuring kiss to the top of her head. "It’s not the bad woman. It’s your brother, Dallas." Ruby blinked
Elysia,The city lights flickered beyond the tall windows, their glow casting elongated shadows across the room. I lay in bed, my body burning with fever, every limb aching from the poison coursing through my veins. The dull roar of the bustling streets below felt distant, almost like a memory I couldn’t quite grasp. Beside me, Ruby slept peacefully, her tiny chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. It was astonishing how much power she wielded. To have taken down a female beta wolf without a single scratch was something even seasoned warriors couldn’t claim. And the teleportation—swift and precise—was proof of her immense strength. I should have expected nothing less, but even so, her abilities left me in awe. Yet, despite all that had happened, a nagging question remained in my mind. How had they found us? Hades had been tending to that woman since earlier. I had never seen her before, nor did I care to know her, but she was clearly of some importance. I could only assume sh
I ran as fast as my small legs could carry me, the weight of my mission clear in my mind. The woman had hurt my Mommy. She was so strong, so terrifying, yet now, she would face me, Ruby—the little dragon who would protect my mother at any cost. Mommy… She was in danger, but I was going to save her. "Mommy!" I called out. I burst into the room, my eyes frantically searching for her. And then, there she was. Mommy’s eyes fluttered open as soon as I entered, her gaze filled with emotions I couldn’t quite read at first. But there was something warm, something deep in her eyes that made the world feel right again, something that softened the ache in my heart. “Ruby!” she whispered, her voice weak, but full of love. “My star…” Her arms reached out toward me, trembling, but they were still strong, still loving, even though she was in pain. I rushed to her, my little body colliding with hers as I wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face against her chest. “Mommy! Are you okay? A
Ruby,I followed the scent, my tiny steps quick and purposeful. It was faint, but unmistakable—the lingering trace of the woman who had dared to hurt my Mommy. My tiny fists clenched, my heart pounding with fury. I would find her. I would make her pay.The night was still, the usual sounds of nature silent as if the world itself was holding its breath. But not me. I was too angry, too determined to be still.As I ran, my feet barely touching the ground, my mind was clear. No distractions. No thoughts except the image of my Mommy, weak and helpless and covered with blood. It burned in my chest.The scent led me further into the forest, and after what felt like an eternity, I caught sight of her. The woman was walking slowly, unaware of the danger behind her. She was in her human body. Perfect for me.I crouched low, just out of sight, my heart pounding in anticipation. She was mine.Stealthily, I approached, moving swiftly through the trees. I didn’t need to be silent. I didn’t need to
Dallas, The earliest memory I had was standing on the riverbank, watching my siblings transform into fish. Their bodies shimmered under the morning sun as they disappeared beneath the surface, their movements seamless, as if they belonged to the water itself. I didn’t know how to do it. My sister, whose face I could no longer recall, grabbed my arm. Her touch was firm, her voice insistent. "Concentrate," she urged. "Think of yourself as a fish." I tried. I truly did. But all I remembered was the overwhelming rush of water engulfing me. I was swept away, tumbling, drowning, falling into something unknown. When I woke up, I was no longer myself. I didn’t recognize my form. My body felt foreign, my limbs unfamiliar. I couldn't remember what I had been before. I only knew one thing—I could change. Into anything. Into anyone. That was how my life began. Then, I met her. She kept me in a vast room, a library filled with endless books. Shelves stretched high, packed with stori
Elysia,The distinct bitterness of oleander still lingered in my mouth, coating my senses with its deadly essence. It was the second poison I had recognized, almost immediately after the first. Oleander was ruthless—it weakened the heart, slowly breaking down its strength until it faltered completely. Heart attacks, heart failure, an excruciating end that left no room for recovery. Yet, I was still here. Maybe my father had been right when he claimed we were immortal, something beyond the reach of death’s cruel grasp. But I didn’t feel that way. I could sense it in my chest—the way my heart struggled, the faint numbness creeping through my veins. I felt weaker, more fragile than ever before. But I wasn’t afraid. Hades knelt beside me, his hands steady but his expression filled with concern as he finished treating my wound. He was a strong healer, one of the best, and I could no longer feel the sharp sting in my stomach. The pain had disappeared under his careful touch, leaving b
Ruby,Dragons are intelligent creatures. Mommy told me that. Our brains develop faster than any other species. We learn things quickly—how to speak, how to understand, how to protect. But the most important thing dragons know is that we must do anything to protect our mothers and children. Mommy said I was born six months ago, but I was with my birth mother for a long time before that. My brain grew faster than my body, but I was still a baby. I was studying every day to understand my Mommy better. Mommy said studying would help me grow up faster, and I wanted to grow up soon. I wanted to be big and strong so I could protect Mommy forever. Today, a lady came to our house. She talked a lot, too much. Mommy looked uncomfortable with her. She didn’t like the lady, but she was kind. She listened and stayed patient. Mommy was a good Mommy. She never hurt people unless they were bad. But something was strange. Usually, I could smell everything—blood, food, even the change in people’s
The moment the burning pain seared through my neck, I knew something had happened to Elysia. It wasn’t a normal discomfort—it was a visceral, gut-wrenching sensation, like something had ripped through the bond that connected us. My chest tightened as my instincts roared in warning. I turned sharply to the shape-shifter, who was still staring at me with wide, confused eyes. "Follow me. Now." My voice left no room for hesitation. He nodded quickly, sensing the urgency in my tone. I didn’t spare Claire another glance. She might have been lying about her identity, but right now, she was the least of my concerns. Without wasting another second, I summoned my powers, reaching into the void of darkness. The air around me crackled as shadows coiled at my feet, stretching and twisting like living entities. Then, with a sharp command, the shadows expanded, engulfing both me and the shape-shifter. The world around us blurred. Then, in a heartbeat, we were gone. ---The moment I mater