"Amar!” A shrill of agony tore from Sahar's lips, shocked to have watched her firstborn slain before her eyes. “My precious boy!" Her scream shook the very foundations of the castle as her powers roiled up from deep within her being. Her eyes shone with a searing light and face contorted into a mask of purest fury and hatred as she glared at Knox. The power building within her suddenly burst forth in a blinding blaze of raging energy that threatened to consume everything in its path.She prepared to unleash it with everything she’s got but a deafening roar like the peal of a thousand thunderclaps shook the entire hall. Frederick who was driven into a berserk rage by his son’s death, had shifted into his massive dragon form. He towered over thirty feet tall, its dragon scales gleaming like burnished steel. He opened his cavernous maw and fangs as long as swords glinted in the flickering light. The dragon let out another earth-shaking roar before charging straight at Knox w
~Meanwhile~ The convoy of blacked-out luxury cars rolled through the cemetery gates. The procession moved with an eerie, funeral-like slowness, as if the very air was thick with grief and accusation. Serena sat in one of the customized vehicles. She looked poised yet visibly tense in her stylish mourning attire - a black customized over-the-knee dress that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary. To her left sat the silent, stone-faced Seven. On her right lounged Killian, sprawled with casual arrogance with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. His grey eyes glinted with barely contained malice as he gazed out at the gathering crowd. As soon as the convoy rolled to a stop, the army of bodyguards burst out of the surrounding vehicles like a well-oiled machine. They moved with the precision and intensity of a Navy SEAL team preparing for combat, swarming the middle car in a protective formation. Their eyes scanned the gathered crowd, searching for an
The gathered press corps seemed to sense the shift in the air as well. Their shouted questions died down to an uneasy murmur of confusion and speculation between the Montgomery family, which stood like a united front of seething hatred, and the Glovers. Their eyes bore into Serena with an intensity that could melt steel. Alex, his father Vaughn, his mother Sylvia, and a veritable army of aunts, uncles, and cousins formed a wall of barely contained rage. Even Kayla’s father, Governor Glover known for his cool demeanor in the face of political crises, looked ready to spit nails. He stood stiffly beside his new wife - a woman young enough to be his daughter with a face that owed more to skilled surgeons than genetics. The governor's second daughter, Kayla’s little sister hovered nearby, her own children fidgeting in their somber black attire while her husband tried to keep them quiet. The atmosphere was saturated with a powder keg of emotions, ready to explode at the slight
Serena sat lost in thought. Her gaze fixed unseeing on the tinted windows. The events at the graveyard played on repeat in her mind. It had all happened so fast, yet the repercussions would be felt for years to come. The oppressive silence stretched on, broken only by the soft purr of the engine until Killian decided it was time to lighten the mood. "Sister-in-law…” He cleared his throat."You know what always cheers up a beautiful lady after a day of world-shaking revelations and narrow escapes? A little retail therapy! We should hit up that swanky new mall, the Star City's Promenade. I'm talking about a no-holds-barred, spare-no-expense shopping extravaganza. My treat, of course." he said, flashing Serena his most charming grin.Serena rolled her eyes, though a hint of amusement tugged at her lips. "I don't know. After everything that's happened, frivolous shopping seems... inappropriate.""Inappropriate? Nonsense!" Killian waved his hand dismissively. "When has a beautiful
"How dare you refuse to let me in!" a woman screeched from somewhere near the entrance. Do you imbeciles have any idea who I am? Have you peons so quickly forgotten that no one—absolutely no one—stops me at any establishments under Gaard Corp?" Her voice rose in pitch with each word.Serena felt irritation coursing through her veins. She knew that voice. Oh, how she knew it. The voice had haunted her for years, dripping with false sweetness in public but vicious and cruel when they were alone. It was a voice she always hoped never to hear again.The spa's manager could be heard trying to placate her in an anxious voice."Please, madam," he pleaded, "I assure you, it's not that we don't recognize you. It's just that we have some very important guests at the moment, and we simply cannot risk offending them. If you could perhaps come back later-""Come back later?" the woman shrieked, cutting him off. "Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I don't come back 'later'. I go wher
Mia stood there for a long moment, trembling with rage. She then gave Serena one last vicious glance before turning on her heel and storming away, her entourage scrambling to keep up."Well, I don't know about you two, but I think I'm going to need an extra-long massage after all that excitement. Anyone else feeling a bit... tense?" Killian said after a beat.Massage? Was Killian seriously talking about getting a damn massage after the explosive confrontation that had just erupted? Serena was absolutely livid, her blood boiling with a fury so intense it threatened to consume her whole. She whipped her burning gaze towards Killian. Her chest heaved with each ragged breath, fists clenching and unclenching at her sides as she fought to keep from lashing out physically."Are you fucking kidding me right now? That bitch has been tormenting me and making my life a waking nightmare for years, and you want to just go get a relaxing massage like nothing happened? Like she didn't just walt
The long convoy of expensive luxury cars pulled up smoothly in front of the sprawling villa estate. Killian was the first to emerge from their vehicle. Next out was the towering figure of Seven. His impeccable suit didn't have a single wrinkle despite the long drive. As was his customary ritual, Seven offered his arm gentlemanly to help Serena out. But Serena wasn't having any of it. She angrily swatted Seven's hand away and stomped past towards the villa's entrance. Her pumps clacked furiously against the marbled floors, echoing in the quiet evening air. Seven and Killian exchanged worried glances as they watched her go. Serena shoved through the massive double doors of the villa, startling a maid who was dusting nearby. She made a beeline straight for the luxurious guest quarters where her father was temporarily staying. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions - anger, hurt, confusion, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal. President Bolting was lounging on th
Serena felt emotionally drained after a comforting meal with her father and reliving the day’s events. She was grateful it had just been the two of them, without Killian or Seven lurking about. Sometimes a girl simply needed quality one-on-one father-daughter time, especially on tough, draining days like this one had been. "You going to be okay, pumpkin?" President Bolting asked with concern as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. Serena managed a weak smile. "I think so, Dad. Thanks for listening. I just... I need some time to process everything." Serena excused herself with a weary smile and a kiss on her father's cheek before returning to the lavish bedroom suite she shared with Knox. She hadn't laid eyes on Knox since he stormed off during the last fight. Part of Serena wondered if Knox was intentionally avoiding her presence, giving her the space and time she needed to process this whole tangled mess. Another insecure part of her fret that he was off somewhere..
Only the monsters remained a seemingly endless horde that would continue to ravage and destroy until the entire world was little more than a barren, lifeless husk. Knox could not, would not, allow that to happen. Not after everything, not after the unfathomable sacrifices that had already been made in the pursuit of preventing such a future from coming to pass. Too much had been lost, too many lives extinguished in the fires of this onslaught. Darkness swirled around him and began coiling outwards to merge with the torrential downpour. The vortex rapidly expanded, growing in size and ferocity until it became an all-consuming maw ready to devour everything in its path. The earth itself seemed to tremble by the vortex of annihilation taking form, as if the very world were protesting the profane nature of the forces being brought to bear. The air itself seemed to warp and twist, reality buckling under the strain of the immense power being channeled. Each bolt of lightning tha
Knox simply remained there for long, excruciating moments, taking in the sight of her serene repose as if etching every line and curve into his tortured memory so he wouldn't lose even the tiniest detail.Suddenly, Serena's body was engulfed in a dazzling burst of light, with glowing tendrils extending outward to encircle Knox's form. He pulled the light within, absorbing it as if he were a hole eating the stars. It was the portion of his soul he had given Serena in both their past lives and this current one, now being reclaimed after her death. Then Knox rose to his feet with fluidity, seemingly defying the rules of gravity once the last remnants of that magnificent essence were sucked back into his form."Let us never meet again!" he intoned, his voice a discordant rasp that held no trace of anything remotely human. The words carried such weight, such profundity of power that the trembling maid instantly crumpled motionlessly to the floor. Her mind simply could not withstand the
Tears burned hot in Meredith's eyes at the brutal truth of Enzo's words. She had failed - failed utterly to protect Knox, failed to prevent this future from becoming their new reality. Deep in her soul, she could feel the ancient spirits of Queen Minerva and Princess Myra weeping bitter tears of sorrow and regret. Their sacred bloodline, their eternal legacy was now irrevocably tainted by this unraveling of fate.A choked sound somewhere between a sob and a bitter peal of laughter escaped her lips when Sahar's severed head came rolling to a stop at her feet with her dead eyes still holding a mocking glint of triumph even in death. The twisted wench had achieved her ultimate goal - to bring about the utter ruination of their legacy, the destruction of every last Cavalieri-Delgaard dynasty. All around them, the battle raged on with no end in sight, the air thick with the sights, sounds and smells of death. Killian's towering Lycan form, battered and bleeding from a thousand savage
The sight of everyone she loved fighting for their very existence against such overwhelming odds...it was a blade twisting in Meredith's heart.A searing agony lanced through her and she knew Enzo was injured. It was the effect of a mate bond whether fated or chosen. She stumbled, gasping for air as she clutched at her chest. The pain was almost beyond endurance… like a molten lance of agony that threatened to bring her to her knees. Tears burned in her eyes and her sight blurred as the true gravity of their situation hit her like a battering ram. Any wound inflicted by these abominations was fatal. Their claws, fangs, and very essence were imbued with a poison that corrupted all it touched.“Is there no way?” Her mind reeled like ashes on the wind as another spasm of anguish gripped her in its merciless talons. “Is there no way to save them all? To avert this future I've foreseen?”Her body trembled violently and her legs threatened to give out beneath her as she watched her love
Meredith drew on her newly regained powers and unleashed a torrent of energy at the beasts. The demons recoiled, shrieking in fury and anguish as magic seared their rotting flesh. The stench of burning meat filled the air, mingling with the miasma that clung to the creatures.Meredith maintained the onslaught, driving them back through the shattered doorway with relentless determination.Next, she sealed the room with an impenetrable barrier when the last of the abominations stumbled back into the hall, wailing in pain and wrath.She turned to face the trembling girl. "Stay here if you wish to live, child," Meredith instructed. "This madness needs to cease, and soon, before it swallows us all."Then she swept from the chamber and out into the chaos that had engulfed the estate's once-clean halls. The hallway ahead was a nightmare come true, with claw marks on the walls, bloody paintings, and the crushed bodies of fallen defenders strewn over the floor like discarded objects.Meredi
Meredith's heart thundered against her ribcage as she paced the length of Knox and Serena's bedroom suite. Her footfalls echoed with a hollow resonance that belied the emptiness gnawing at her very soul.The incessant rattling and banging against the thick oak door grew more insistent with each passing moment in a cacophony of destruction that served as a reminder of the hellish forces laying siege to their home. Beyond that rapidly crumbling barrier, chaos ruled in an unholy storm of violence that threatened to devour all Meredith held dear.Shrieks of unimaginable agony intermingled with roars. Each haunting wail, each guttural bellow, sent a fresh wave of anguish coursing through Meredith's immortal frame. How many had already fallen? The question burned in her mind like acid, eating away at what little composure she managed to maintain. How many brave warriors, loyal protectors of the estate had lost their lives under the claws of these abominations? The faces of those she had
"I'm the only woman alive now who can give you an heir, bear you children to carry on your bloodline..." Her words were a hushed whisper. "I am your rightful mate at long last. We were always meant to be together as one, you and I. Two halves of the same whole."She sniffled again as a fresh wave of tears spilled forth. "You should have accepted my request earlier, when I simply wanted to enjoy one night with my betrothed...to bask in the warmth of your embrace, as is my right as your—"Her words died on her lips when Knox suddenly closed the distance and wrapped his hand around her slender throat in a grip, wrenching her forward until her feet left the ground. Then he slammed her head back against the stone wall with brutal force to crack her skull. Sirona let out a pained, wheezing laugh as she stared up at him with wild, unfocused eyes. A thin trickle of crimson seeped from the corner of her mouth, tracing a macabre path down her chin."You...you wouldn't dare..." she choked out
Knox felt as if the entire world had collapsed around him, with a devastating blast of despair and despair threatening to break what little remained of his damaged psyche into a million shattered fragments. The sheer, all-consuming agony that had lanced through him was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. It that it defied description… as though every nerve ending in his immortal body had been set ablaze and doused in acid simultaneously.The air became heavy and oppressive as the full impact of what had happened started to sink in, and the cold stone of the dungeon walls seemed to close in around him.Knox simply couldn't - no, he utterly refused with every fiber of his being to accept the cruel reality that his worst fears had been realized in the most brutal and decisive way imaginable. Serena. His beautiful, precious mate...the very radiant light in his darkness...she was gone. Why? The question kept coming back to him, echoing through the vast emptiness of his head, e
The huge double doors to the dungeon at one of Knox's estates slid open, revealing his towering figure. An oppressive air accompanied him, making it feel as if the very atmosphere held its breath in his presence. Dark tendrils like mist swirled around him, and his eyes that was always cold, blazed with a fury that made them appear even icier than usual. His mind was still reeling from the hateful words Serena had hurled at him in the car earlier, and in a moment of desperation, he had teleported himself here.Knox despised himself for losing control and slapping Serena in a moment of anger. He couldn’t forgive himself, especially when the thought crossed his mind that perhaps Sirona had found a way to bypass his restraint meant to keep her in check, and had gotten into Serena’s mind. More than half of him believed the venomous words Serena had spoken weren't hers but were instead Sirona’s doing. This belief drove him to the dungeon, determined to confirm his theory.His eyes lan