Ava Pov " What do you want?" I questioned Adam, who had portaled me away from the security room, into what I can only assume was his bedroom. He sat on his bed and smirked. " You have a feisty nature. Much like my Sorena. That's good. Will make you much more fun when you are my queen," Adam says, infuriating me. " I already have a mate. I'm damn sure not looking for another", I told him. " A mate who does not want you from what my sources tell me," he says, crossing his arms. His hazel eyes tried burning into mine, but all I felt was annoyance. " That's none of your fucking business. Mated or not, Atlas is still my mate, and I will never betray him, unlike Sorena, who betrayed you. " I told him cockily. I knew I was playing with fire when I said it and his eyes turned pure gold before turning back to hazel. " I know what you’re trying to do. Provoke me. It won't work. Unlike my brother, I am not the monster you think I am. I loved Sorena. I would have died for her. " He told me.
Adam Pov I watch as Atlas takes one more look at Ava. His last look at the only beauty in this arena. Good. Let him get one last look. My face will be the last one he sees before I crush it with my claws. I could feel the sickness trying to take over my body again. Ever since the loss of Sorena, I had been drinking the lake's water to stay ahead of the dragon sickness. I took a swig of it, letting the power of the lake fill me. I looked at Ava. She was strong and powerful. A true queen. Same qualities as my Sorena. She would make a fine replacement, and nothing was going to sway me away from her. Not even my brother. It was finally time to show who really deserved the kingdom of Draconis and get rid of him for good. I looked at my father, released from prison to see the fight. I will be putting him right back where he belongs as well. His suffering also had yet to begin, but first. Atlas. Atlas Pov When Ellis pronounced the one rule, I felt distress fill me, and I knew it was not m
Harmon Pov " What do you mean you can't help me?" I asked Pythia. I found her in Netilan, the realm of Jasmine's grandparents. Getting here was hard. Thankfully, I told Jessica to arrange a meeting before I left. " Exactly what I said, Harmon. Look, he is my son, and I loved him more than life itself, but what happened to him, needed to happen for reasons I am not allowed to explain." she said, with a sad look in her eye. My wolf and I were not taking no for an answer. She was pinned down on the ground with my blade to her throat. She looked into my eyes, not even looking fazed." You won't kill me. It is not yet my time." She said bluntly. She was calling my bluff. " Brandon spent his life not knowing who you were. Being thrown into our world without warning. No idea of his real power. Forced to be a wolf. Are you so dim as to just let this happen to your own son? YOUR SON, Pythia. You stopped none of it. Always saying this and that, for a greater purpose." I spat at her. " Do you
Ava Pov My sister. I was at a loss for words as the tears started to fall from the impact of the punch to my eye. " She took my life and for what? So, you won't get sick! Witch cancer, father said she called it. Witch cancer doesn’t fucking exist." She spat out. " You're a liar" I said to her. " My father" ...." Your father lied to you. I bet he fed you some bullshit ass story about someone cursing our family line and whatnot for using dark magic" she said. I stayed silent. Loss of words. Waiting. She smirked at my silence. " Our family line isn't cursed. Our great ancestor Myra tapped into magic, to bring her lover back from death. It was a different type of magic. Magic born of chaos, called expression. She used expression to bring her lover back, but could not control it. She ended up killing her lover all over again from its power. Expression chooses the witch, not the other way around. Our mother tapped into expression on a false claim from dear Rose here. Mother wanted to k
Samael Pov " Jasmine and I have been searching every realm, top to bottom. It's like she just completely disappeared", I tell Rynyxon. It had been a few hours since Ava and Adam were taken. Due to Jasmine turning me part demon, I could sense when other demons were around, and a huge wave hit both Jasmine and I the second that demon and Brandon walked through the portal. One look at Brandon and I knew he was no longer himself. From my study of demons, only high-level demons were able to control those already dead. Brandon was now a changeling. Nasty monsters who feed off the flesh and blood from live or dead victims, to stay alive. There was only one way to reverse the changeling process, and that was to find his spirit and blast it back into his body. I would find a way to save him, for my sister, but Ava was a priority. Atlas has been keeping his cool about the situation, but from one king to another, I know the pain of having the fear of not knowing whether your mate is alive or d
Harmon Pov Someone was watching me. That much was clear as I made my way back home. I promised myself I wouldn't be going back any time soon, but it seemed like things were about to happen. Events much bigger than myself. My mission to find Brandon's body was not over, and I planned to keep looking, but everything in my mind told me to go back home. That, somehow, the answers would be waiting for me. I traveled through some cities until I came close to the border of home. Every time I turned around, I saw someone in black jeans and a black hoodie, getting closer and closer. I decided to travel through the trees. I would catch them off guard and kill this stalker. I waited in a tall oak tree until I saw the stalker pass the tree, I was in. They were too late in turning around as I had jumped out of the tree, putting my dagger into their back. They fell to the ground. I grabbed my knife from their back and pulled the hood off of them, but the site of who it was, made me stagger. No way
Adam PovAfter coming through the portal, I made my body appear as if I were still unconscious. I was brought to a room and laid on a soft bed. I kept my eyes closed, using all my will to remain asleep. A hand brushed against my cheek and I pretended to just be waking up. Thanks to whatever paste Sorena or Ana had put on me, I was healing fine. She must have saved some mud from the river, as that is the only way I would have healed so fast. As I opened my eyes, her face came into view. I wanted to lash out, and rip her head from her shoulders, right then and there, but I kept a blank face. How dare she play me against Atlas the way she has. For years I had been holding all of this anger in against him, only to be a pawn to this deceitful bitch. God only knows what Atlas has had to go through in his time locked away from this realm. Demons. She was not a witch, but a demon. Who killed our own mother just to try to get close to Atlas? She was not even my real mate, which would explain
Pythia Pov " King Daniel, Queen Amara”, I said, bowing before the King and Queen of the Silver Gates. The Silver gates were known to be a powerful realm with a direct line to the master realm of heaven, which is another realm where supernatural souls went to find peace. The same realm my son was soon to know if it was too late to save him. My visions are not always certain and can be widely interpreted. I do know, however, that the goddess Theia, spoke to me through my vision, telling me that events are playing out the way they are meant too. I want to rescue my son. Goddess knows I do, but in doing so, I could alter the course of events I have seen, and there is so much more here at stake, which is why my journey brings me here to the Silver Gates realm with my most trusted follower, Dalian." No need to bow to us Pythia, you know how welcome you are here," Queen Amara said. We walked on the pathway back to their kingdom, with both sides filled with protectors of the kingdom. " I s