Serena cursed the day she ever fell for his charming facade and opened her heart to that vile, soulless man. If only she could rewind time. The bitter consequences of their disastrous relationship was like a trap she couldn’t escape. Jenkins sighed heavily. He ran a hand over his tired eyes, seeming to age before her very gaze. "They won't stop until you're utterly disgraced and discredited." Jenkins reiterated. Serena felt fury bubble within her. She had always been a fighter, never one to back down from a challenge. However, this conspiracy seemed to transcend anything she could have imagined. "What have I done to warrant such destruction?" Jenkins shook his head slowly. "I don't have the answer to that. But I do know one thing – they won’t let you get away." He rose and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Which is why sending you to an asylum is their goal. To silence you permanently under the guise of 'treatment'." Serena recoiled from the chilling notio
The judge cleared his throat and his lips parted to announce the resumption of proceedings after a brief recess. But before a single word could escape into that weighted silence, the massive double doors at the back of the room burst open with a resounding bang that made the entire gallery jump in their seats. All eyes swiveled towards the commotion as a squad of imposing men in crisp black suits stormed in like a well-trained SWAT team. They fanned out in a formidable line, their expressions hardened into identical masks of stern professionalism. The murmurs morphed into a dull roar of shock and confusion as the crowd craned their necks, wondering just who these mysterious figures were and what crisis had prompted their arrival. The answer came striding in right behind them with an aura of grace, power and undeniable authority that seemed to suck all the air from the room.The man cut an impressive figure in an impeccably tailored suit that hugged the broad lines of his should
"Your Honor!" Jenkins' voice boomed across the hushed courtroom, commanding the attention of everyone present. Serena's gaze snapped back to the front, her stomach twisting into knots as dread and anticipation washed over her.Across the aisle, Alex squirmed in his seat like a caged animal and his eyes darted around frantically. Jenkins straightened the lapels of his suit jacket before clearing his throat dramatically."Your Honor, I call Mr. Alex Montgomery to the stand."A hush fell over the gallery as all eyes turned toward the man in question. Alex rose unsteadily to his feet, his face a carefully composed mask betraying no hint of the turmoil churning beneath the surface. He walked methodically toward the witness stand, trying in vain to give off an air of confidence while keeping his back rigid.Jenkins wasted no time once Alex was settled in. "Mr. Montgomery, is it true that you fabricated video evidence to falsely accuse Ms. Bolting of the murder of Miss. Diana Del
Jenkins gave a curt nod of acknowledgment before turning back toward Serena, his expression softening ever so slightly into one of pity and regret.Alex’s face contorted in a twisted mask of anger, humiliation, and impotent rage as each fresh indiscretion, more damning photos and video snippets from his sordid affair was mercilessly exposed before the captive audience. Serena turned to see her stepsister Kylie on her feet, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as the evidence of Alex's betrayal with her best friend Diana was paraded out for all to see. Her hands were balled into fists at her sides, her entire body trembling with a potent cocktail of anguish and fury.Alex opened his mouth as if to offer some pitiful excuse or justification but seemed to think better of it. Instead, he simply shrank back in the witness box, eyes downcast as he was forced to confront the consequences of his reprehensible actions."Your Honor, if I may?" Jenkins' voice rang out, calm yet resonant
The courtroom fell into a tense, heavy quiet as Serena's distinct voice, loaded with bitterness, rage, and the unmistakable slur of drunkenness erupted."I hate you, Alex! You arrogant, lying prick! You used me like a fool..." Her recorded self broke off in a bitter chuckle then, the sound grating and devoid of any joy. "Well, joke's on you in the end. Turns out I was betrothed from birth to someone else, so you'll never truly be my husband, you lying sack of shit..."Serena flinched and her eyes squeezed shut as she willed herself not to recoil from her own venomous words still ringing in her ears. The vitriol and pain in that voice cut like shards of broken glass, dredging up half-forgotten memories that she had clearly suppressed for her own sanity."Everyone had ulterior motives, even my own father is keeping secrets from me," her disembodied voice raged on with a cold bitterness. "You're no different from the rest, Alex. I'm done being your fool and your plaything."The rec
"Mr. Montgomery, I'm afraid there's been a grave mistake of some kind," came the voice of a woman - the county clerk. "Ms. Bolting's name is indeed registered with her parents listed as the official witnesses and guarantors for the marriage contract. However...there is no name listed whatsoever for her intended spouse. The other party's signature line is simply...blank."The clerk's voice trembled with a combination of confusion and outright curiosity as she continued. "I cannot simply add your name to that document. That would be highly unethical at best and very likely an illegal falsification of an official government record. I'm sorry, but I absolutely cannot do that under any circumstances."There was a pause that seemed to stretch on interminably before Alex's smooth, cultured tones came through the speakers. "Listen very closely, you pathetic little bureaucrat. You're going to find a way to make my marriage to Serena Bolting officially registered and legally binding, or I'l
Judge Grayson exited the courtroom through the private door reserved for officials, and burly bodyguards flanked him like stone sentries. A sleek, limited edition Bentley idled at the curb outside, its engine purring like a contented feline.He slipped into the backseat, and one of the bodyguards held the door open for him in a smooth, choreographed movement. Another hurriedly moved to take the driver's seat. His phone buzzed insistently in the inner pocket of his suit jacket. He fished it out with an irritated sigh, glancing at the caller ID before bringing it to his ear."Speak!" His terse response betrayed no hint of emotion, not even annoyance.There was a pause as the person at the other end of the line spoke. His expression remained utterly impassive and unreadable throughout, giving no clues as to the subject of the conversation."We'll discuss it at the office," he stated flatly before abruptly disconnecting the call.The face that had been disguised as the severe
The blacked-out Bentley glided past the seething mob gathered outside the imposing granite edifice of the courthouse, their raucous chants and shouts reduced to a dull, muffled roar behind the heavily tinted glass. Knox's steel-flinted gaze flickered momentarily toward the mayhem, catching a fleeting glimpse of Serena's slender figure beside her lawyer while a woman in a tailored suit barked out terse responses to the hungry media scrum swarming around them like flies drawn to rot. There she stood with her shoulders squared and chin raised in defiant poise as the incessant barrage of camera flashbulbs illuminated her delicate features in staccato bursts, casting her fine bone structure into stark relief one moment only to plunge her into inky shadow the next. Amid the incessant throng of curious onlookers and chattering parasites competing for their next juicy nugget of information to sell, Knox savored the sight of her regal and uncowed manner. Her full crimson lips parted
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