The queen was furious. She couldn't believe that Damon had defied her and married Celia. She was determined to break them up, no matter what it took. She loves her son so much but she couldn't imagine him marrying their servant. It was a disgrace to their family and she don't want her family to be put in shame. The next day, the queen summoned Celia to her chambers."Celia," she said coldly, "I know what you have done with my son. You have seduced him and tricked him into marrying you. But I will not allow this to stand. You are a servant, and Damon is a prince. There is no place for you in our family.""Your Majesty," Celia said calmly, "I love Damon. And he loves me. We may be in a different statuses in life but you could never set us apart. Love is stronger than what you are aiming to do, we will never let you set us apart."The queen laughed scornfully. "You are a delusional fool," she said. "You are nothing more than a servant, and I can have you removed from the castle at any t
"Your highness, you are not allowed in the throne room, the queen have ordered not to let you in," the soldier said as Damon went to see his mother and talk to her about what she have done to Celia. The news had reached Damon and he was very angry when he found out how cruel his mother treated Celia. Damon didn't know for sure what to do at first, he knew that it should not happened at all, there's no way that he would let that happened to her. He trusted his mother so much but this time, he was furious and disappointed. "I can here to speak with my mother, there's no way you could stop me to talk to her. I am the prince and it is my command," he added. Damon was already in a verge of anger, there's no other way for them to have such kind of trial and he didn't like what his mother did. "But your highness, I am just obeying, you really shall not," the soldier said but Damon cut him off and didn't listen. Damon quickly went inside and trying to talk to his mother nicely, it was no
Damon was stunned by his mother's words. He couldn't believe that she was so heartless."Mother, you don't know how much you are hurting me right now as your son. I don't know what's inside your mind, but you were so cruel and I couldn't help it, what could possibly be done to make you do this?" He knew that she was a tough woman, but he never thought that she would be capable of such cruelty."Son, you don't know how I felt and I am feeling invalidate by you. You hurt me a lot as well as your mother, I am only thinking what's best for you and that's what I want for you!" "You want for me? But all you do right now is destruction, and that is not helping me at all. It is only causing me trouble with Celia, she was not doing anything wrong to you! What made you do that and what made you think that it's okay to do it just because you don't like her at all?" Damon shouted. "She's nothing, and she will never be!" "Mother, how can you say that?" Damon asked, his voice trembling with ang
"Your highness, prince Damon and Celia the servant is gone, they are nowhere to be found around the castle!" Duke Lori said, as he approached the vampire queen, Damon's mother. It suddenly reached throughout the kingdom like a flow of water as the news came into the queen as well, it made her worry a lot because for sure she is the reason why her son would runaway with Celia. "What! Why would my son do that! He was nowhere to be seen? Where did he and that woman Celia had gone to!" she shouted with despair and grief, she needs Damon more than anyone else because he is the heir of the kingdom and he would have the title to be the next king, he can't runaway from the duty that is already inherited to him since the day that he was born. "That's all I can say right now your highness, as we all know about it, Celia and her things was nowhere to be found as well in her house, we have searched for traces where the both of them could be hiding but there's no clue at all. Perhaps, they migh
(Damon's POV) After what I have been through together with Celia, I feel like there's a mistake with the things that I am trying to take. The problem that I seem to have keeps on hunting me and it is not getting me something that will make me feel good at some point. I know that I have a lot of responsibility as a prince myself, the vampire princess, Hera, was for sure happy that I am away and that I am never causing her any harm anymore. Since then, my life has been turned upside down, maybe because I've took the path that I am sure that no one will agree, but yet, it's my choice. No other choice shall be followed but that kind of choice which I know it is going to be a risky one. "You have betrayed me, Damon. You even left together with the servant, you know it too well that there's a punishment whoever leaves the responsibility in this kingdom, and it was even you," my mother said. I cannot blame her at all because what she is saying right now is true, perhaps, that's all that
As Damon disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest, the darkness that now consumed him grew stronger with each passing moment. His heart burned with a relentless desire for revenge, his mind consumed by a thirst for blood that could only be quenched by the downfall of those who had wronged him.News of Damon's transformation spread like wildfire throughout the vampire kingdom, reaching the ears of Hera, the vampire princess. Hera, once betrothed to Damon, had long despised him for his rebellious spirit and his defiance of vampire law. She welcomed the news of his descent into darkness, believing it to be a sign of weakness that would make him an easier target for her own ambitions.Hera was driven by an insatiable hunger for power. She saw Damon's transformation as an opportunity to seize control of the vampire kingdom, eliminating him and his supporters in one fell swoop.With a cold, calculating smile, Hera summoned her most trusted advisors, a group of powerful vampires who
(Hera's POV) I know that I was a bit too much towards Celia, but she can't do anything at all because she's just a servant herself, I know exactly how this things is going to cause the vampires in the realm. There isn't much that she can do about it, Damon is already feed up with his own thoughts and the darkness is eating him up already. There should be something else that she should be doing than make him into that state. I was not doing well for a bit while knowing that I was even engaged to Damon, I want my father to forfeit the engagement and that I don't want to be married towards the vampire prince. "I have something to tell you Celia, I hope that you will understand that you should not let your feelings for the prince to consume you. You know that he is not himself anymore at the moment right?" "Yes, your highness. I know that, but ,please tell me what I can do to make him alright and get him back to normal. " She begs for his own sake, and I could see that she was conce
There was a lot of things that Celia wanted to say to the princess, but she couldn't, she knows that she has her limits. The tension in the room was not that good as Celia stood defiantly before Hera, the vampire princess. She just wanted to get the princess to help her so that she will be doing her best to mend the prince, Damon. "I know my place, your highness," Celia retorted, her voice was laced with sarcasm. "I am a servant, and you are the princess. I am not worthy of the prince's affections, and I certainly would never dare to seduce him."Her words hung in the air, a challenge to Hera's authority and a testament to her own pride. It is like she's showing that she will not bother the prince anymore only if the princess will help her. Hera couldn't help but admire Celia's spirit, her refusal to be cowed by her superior position. But there was also a hint of desperation in Celia's voice, a plea for Hera to understand her situation.Hera sighed, her anger subsiding as she realiz
Davien, his golden eyes reflecting the moon's glow, observed the unfolding events in the courtyard. The revelation of Luna's moonlit mark and Maximus's formidable display of strength had added a layer of complexity to the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires.Approaching Maximus and Georgia, Davien spoke with a measured tone, "The moonlit realm holds its secrets, and your union, Maximus and Georgia, seems to be entwined with mysteries that transcend the ordinary alliances. Luna's presence and Maximus's strength are symbolic of a connection that goes beyond our understanding."Maximus and Georgia, standing side by side, exchanged glances before turning their attention to Davien. Luna, the moonlit pup, sat between them, its presence echoing the unspoken bond that linked their destinies."I acknowledge the significance of Luna's moonlit mark and Maximus's strength," Davien continued. "In the spirit of unity and the delicate balance between our supernatural realms, I agree to
Maximus and Georgia, now stood in tranquil silence as the trio—Maximus, Georgia, and Luna—made their way back to the heart of the Veron Pack's kingdom. Luna bounded ahead, a playful escort in the moonlit night, while Maximus and Georgia walked hand in hand, their steps guided by a newfound connection.As they approached the kingdom, the towering castle bathed in the moon's glow, anticipation mingled with the night air. Luna, sensing the significance of their return, emitted joyous yips that echoed through the night, announcing the union that went beyond packs and alliances.The castle gates swung open, revealing a scene bathed in moonlight. Maximus, his posture reflecting a blend of confidence and reverence, led Georgia through the courtyard toward the grand hall where their packs awaited.In the grand hall, adorned with regal banners and symbols of the Veron Pack, werewolves gathered, their eyes alight with curiosity. At the center of attention stood Davien, the alpha king, and Hera
Maximus, now the proclaimed Alpha of the Veron Pack, led Dracula through the dense forest, a parade of wolves flanking the procession. The air buzzed with anticipation, and the echoes of their footsteps reverberated through the ancient trees.As they reached a secluded clearing bathed in moonlight, Maximus turned to face Dracula with a look of shrewd curiosity. The ancient alpha, his eyes reflecting the wisdom of countless years, regarded Maximus with a stoic expression."Alpha Dracula," Maximus began, his tone a careful mix of deference and inquiry, "your alliance comes with promises of prosperity and stability. What, in return, are you capable of providing for the Veron Pack?"Dracula's eyes, like smoldering embers, met Maximus's gaze. A low growl, a primal sound that carried the weight of authority, rumbled from his chest. "You question the offerings of an ancient alpha, Maximus. Do not mistake my intentions or underestimate the power that comes with a pact of this nature."Maximus
(Hera's POV) As the courtiers dispersed, their uncertainty lingering like a ghostly echo, I felt a sense of both relief and anticipation. The moon, a sliver of silver in the night sky, bore witness to the delicate dance between tradition and the nascent possibility of change.Davien and I retreated to the private chambers, the weight of the courtiers' scrutiny still palpable. The air within the castle seemed charged with a quiet tension, a storm brewing on the horizon.In the dimly lit chamber, Davien turned to me, his golden eyes searching mine. "Hera, the courtiers may remain wary, but we have planted the seeds of change. Our actions will define the path ahead."I nodded, a flicker of determination reigniting within me. "Our love is a flame that cannot be extinguished by doubt or opposition. We will face the challenges together and emerge stronger."As we spoke, unbeknownst to us, Maximus lurked in the shadows, his eyes burning with resentment. The recent setback in the grand hall
(Hera's POV) The scars of conflict still lingered, both in the stone walls and the hearts of those who had witnessed the clash. As the courtiers dispersed, the air held a fragile calm, a deceptive quiet before the storm.Davien and I stood at the center of the throne room, the weight of the recent struggle etched on our immortal faces. The unity we had fought for had weathered the storm, but the shadows of doubt and uncertainty loomed ominously.Amidst the settling dust, Maximus emerged, his golden eyes narrowed with resentment. He approached Davien, a malicious smirk playing on his lips. "Well, well, dear brother, it seems your little display of unity has swayed the feeble hearts of our courtiers."Davien met his brother's gaze with a measured calmness. "Unity is not a display, Maximus. It's a choice, a commitment that withstands the trials of conflict."Maximus scoffed, dismissing Davien's words with a wave of his hand. "Do not mistake a temporary victory for enduring strength. Th
(Hera's PoV) The arrival of Davien's brother, Maximus, loomed like an unforeseen storm, threatening to unleash a tempest upon the already fragile alliance between vampire and wolf.The doors to the throne room swung open with a resounding creak, and Maximus sauntered in, an air of arrogance preceding him. His golden eyes, a stark contrast to Davien's more sincere gaze, surveyed the room with a calculating edge."Hera, my dear sister-in-law," he sneered, his tone dripping with insolence. "What a delightful surprise to find you in the midst of this turmoil. It seems your fairy-tale union is unraveling at an impressive speed."I tensed, the echoes of his disdain cutting through the heavy air. Maximus, unlike his brother, had always been a proponent of the ancient grudges that fueled the rift between vampire and wolf."Maximus," I acknowledged, my voice steady despite the storm brewing within. "What brings you here at such a precarious time?"He circled the room, his eyes never leaving m
(Hera's POV) Davien's gaze held mine, a mixture of regret and determination swirling in his golden eyes. "Hera," he spoke, his voice laced with sincerity, "I am just one of many alpha kings who have made mistakes. But I am also a man who is willing to face the consequences of those mistakes and fight for the love we once shared."The weight of his words hung in the air, and for a moment, the moonlit terrace seemed suspended in a timeless dance between our conflicting emotions. I studied him, searching for a glimmer of the man I had once known—the alpha king who had captured my heart."Alpha kings," I retorted, my voice cutting through the stillness, "are expected to lead with wisdom, not succumb to the follies of mere mortals. You, Davien, are not just one among many. You bear the responsibility of our kingdom, our people, and our love. Your mistakes are not those of a common man; they resonate through the very core of our existence."Davien's shoulders slumped, acknowledging the wei
(Hera's POV)The atmosphere was filled with the heaviness of his wrongdoing, and my eternal heart burned with a quiet anger that not even the calm gaze of the moon could calm down.Davien, who was once my unwavering love, had been incited by a mere female wolf. This particular wolf had been banished from our realm due to the threat it posed.I became increasingly angry at the mere idea of him being involved with someone like her. This anger grew stronger and started to cause turmoil, putting our already fragile relationship at risk of being completely destroyed.As I stood there, consumed by anger, the shadows surrounding me seemed to come alive, moving and swaying in sync with my seething rage. My mind was fixated on the scene that had unfolded before me, playing it over and over again. I couldn't help but recall the way he had passionately declared his love, the boldness with which he had vowed to demonstrate his worth in the forbidden twilight valley. This is a description of a loc
Hera, the vampire princess, gracefully paced back and forth in a calm and composed manner. She was having a lot of emotions lately that she cannot explain at all, she knows that she was having such emotions because of what she is able to find out. The bright sphere in the sky was reflected in her red eyes. The sounds of the she-wolf being banished continued to exist in her heart like a haunting melody that will never fade away. The shadows moved around her in a dancing manner. They reacted to the inner turmoil she felt. She was waiting for the alpha king, Davien, to arrive.Davien, who was previously a dependable presence in her life, appeared on the terrace. The color of his eyes was golden, and they displayed regret. Hera gazed at him, her eyes piercing through the darkness. There was a significant amount of tension between them, similar to the feeling of an impending storm on a night illuminated by the moon.She talked to Davien, and her voice was as chilly as the nighttime air.