Aurora’s Pov
The sun filtered through the wrecked blinds of my rented room, painting streaks of light across the faded walls. It wasn't much but it was mine. My stomach rumbled softly, reminding me I'd only had a stale piece of bread the night before. I took a deep breath, brushing my hair back into a loose ponytail and reaching for the uniform I'd hung on the chair. I've been glad that we wear uniforms at the bar. I wouldn't have known how to get to work without looking tattered and miserable. It was another day and another shift at the bar. At Least it paid for food, which was the most important of all and a roof over my head. I quickly took my bath as I planned to get to work early to finish some tasks and avoid chaos later in the day. I dressed up, and after that I took some leftover food I had from two days ago. As I stepped out, the streets were quieter than usual. My guess was because it was early, I spotted my landlady, casually sitting by a coffee shop, I waved at her and gave her a warm smile. She has been nothing but nice to me although she doesn't really show it. As a new tenant, I'm meant to pay five months upfront, but she let me pay for just a month. When I arrived at my workplace, I was about to get the key from behind the vase where our boss instructed me to look in case I came pretty early, when I saw that the bar was already open. It was strangely odd because my co-workers usually arrive by 8am just like me, and my boss steps in at any time of his choice. I hesitated at the entrance, my hand hovering over the door. “Maybe my boss came in early,” I murmured, pushing the door open. Inside, the place was eerily quiet. The dim light from the hanging bulbs cast long shadows over the tables. I called out, “Hello? Anyone here?” No answer. I shrugged, telling myself that it was probably nothing, and began my routine. Rearranging bottles on the shelves, wiping down the counters, was comforting in its monotony. As I moved to restock some of the glasses, a faint sound caught my attention. It was coming from the back. I froze, my hands clutching a tray of glasses. The sound was faint at first, almost like a muffled cry, but it grew louder as I listened. A chill ran down my spine. Setting the tray down, I tiptoed as quietly as possible towards the source of the noise. Each step felt heavier than the last, and my breath quickened. The sound turned into something unmistakable….moaning and sobbing. But more sobbing I reached the slightly ajar door that led to the storage room. My heart pounded so loudly that I feared it would give me away. Peeking through the crack, my stomach lurched at the scene before me. Inez. She was bent over by the table at the edge of the room, her clothes torn and her body trembling. Tears streamed out her eyes as she struggled to escape the hold of the person responsible for such. It was my boss. “Please….stop,” Inez whimpered, her voice barely audible. Rage and terror surged through me. I wanted to burst in and stop him but I was too weak, I didn't have a cell phone to call the police. I didn't know what to do, I clasped my hand against my mouth in order not to make a sound. I was about to turn around to reach out for help from someone but I accidentally stumbled, knocking over a stack of crates. The loud crash echoed through the quiet room. My boss turned instantly, his piercing eyes locking onto the doorway. “Who’s there?” he barked. Panic took over me. I bolted, running as fast as I could towards the front door. My breaths came in ragged gasps as I reached for the handle, but before I could escape, strong hands grabbed me from behind and yanked me backwards. “Let me go!” I screamed, kicking and thrashing, but it was of no use. My boss appeared in front of me, his face a mask of fury. “You shouldn't have seen that,” he hissed, motioning for his men. Two burly figures appeared out of nowhere, their expressions cold and unfeeling. They didn't hesitate, pinning me to the ground and raining down blows. Pain exploded through my ribs, my back, my arms. “Please!” I cried out, my voice hoarse. “I won't tell anyone, I swear! Just let me go!” My pleas fell on deaf ears. Blood pooled in my mouth as I coughed, the metallic taste making me gag. Through the haze of pain, I saw Inez emerge from the back, clutching a torn piece of fabric around her body. Her eyes were swollen and red, but what broke me was the look she gave me….pity. “Inez!” I choked out, reaching for her. “Please, help me!” She didn't move. She didn't beg them to stop doing that to me. She just stood there, trembling, her gaze darting between me and our boss. “Shut her up!” my boss snapped, and one of the men raised his fist again. I braced myself, closing my eyes and waiting for the next blow…. “Don’t you dare touch her again.” The voice cut through the chaos like a blade, deep and commanding. It wasn't a shout, but the authority in it was undeniable. The beating stopped instantly and the blow never came. I opened my eyes, blinking through the blood and tears. Standing in the doorway was a tall figure cloaked in shadow. His presence was overwhelming, and the men who had been so eager to beat me moments ago took a step back. “Who the hell are you?” my boss demanded, his bravado faltering. The figure stepped forward, the light finally revealing his face. I couldn't get a proper look because of the pain I was feeling. His expression was calm, almost disinterested, but the power radiating from him was palpable. “I said,” he repeated, his voice even colder, “Don’t touch her again.” For a moment, no one moved. The tension was suffocating. Then without another word, the man turned to me. He reached out his hand, his gaze softening ever so slightly. “Can you stand?” I hesitated, my body trembling. I didn't know who he was, but at that moment, he felt like my only lifeline. Before I could respond, my boss regained his composure, “Get out of here before I…” The man turned his gaze back to my boss Peter and whatever my boss saw made him stop mid-sentence. “Leave,” the man who I considered as my saviour ordered, his voice like steel. To my shock, my boss and his men backed away, retreating into the shadows. “Let's go,” the man said to me, his tone softer now. Too weak to argue and I needed saving, I let him help me to my feet. Whoever he was, he had just saved my life.Ryan’s Pov After I commanded Aurora's boss and his men to leave, my wolf eyes flared momentarily. The group of men who had dared to harm Aurora scurried away in terror, their drunken bravado dissolving into frantic footsteps. I turned my gaze back to Aurora. Her trembling frame collapsed as I reached for her, and she fainted into my arms. I caught her effortlessly, my strong arms wrapping protectively around her small figure. With gentleness, I scooped her up, cradling her as though she might break. Caleb, my beta and closest friend, followed swiftly, concern etched into his features. “What the hell was that?” Caleb hissed, his voice low and urgent. “You showed your wolf side! Do you realize how reckless that was? You risk exposing us all!” My expression didn’t waver as I carried Aurora towards my car. “They’ll be too drunk or terrified to tell a coherent story. No one will believe them anyway,” I replied coolly, brushing past Caleb. Caleb’s mouth opened, ready to argue, but he
Aurora's Pov The room was dimly lit when I flickered my eyes open. The world felt hazy, my head pounding as though a drum was being beaten inside. I blinked, trying to make sense of my surroundings. Where was I? How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was the sound of my boss’s voice, the sting of fists against my body, and then darkness. Everything else was a blur. The bed beneath me was soft, too soft, unlike the one in my cramped apartment. The sheets smelled clean, faintly of cedar and something earthy. My body felt different too. The ache was there but muted. I lifted my hands to find bandages wrapped around them. My clothes... I wasn’t wearing the same ones from before. Instead, I had on a plain oversized shirt. A shiver ran down my spine. I swung my legs off the bed cautiously, feeling the coolness of the wooden floor against my bare feet. My head throbbed as I stood, a wave of nausea threatening to topple me over. But I steadied myself. I needed answers. Where was
Ryan Pov “Let me drop you off,” I said, my tone firm but leaving no room for argument. After a brief hesitation, she nodded and said okay, her wariness evident. We quietly walked to my car, Aurora was walking slowly because of her wounds. I opened the door for her and she said thank you, it was almost like a whisper. Now, even in the dim glow of the streetlights, her tension was palpable. I noticed how she flinched every time I shifted in my seat, as if she expected me to lash out. It grated on my nerves more than I cared to admit. I stole another glance at her. She was so fragile-looking, her frame almost too small for the oversized sweater Caleb had purchased in haste. And yet, there was a stubbornness in the way she held herself, a refusal to crumble despite her obvious weakness. I respected it, even if it annoyed me that she was too stubborn to accept the help she clearly needed. Why is she so scared? I mused, my brows furrowing. I don’t look that intimidating. Do I? my wolf
Aurora’s Pov The moment I stepped into my apartment, a wave of dizziness hit me. My knees nearly gave out as I leaned against the door, locking it behind me. Safe. For now. The dim bulb overhead flickered like it always did, and the stale air greeted me, heavy with the smell of mold and neglect. My body ached all over, every bruise and cut a reminder of the nightmare I’d barely escaped. I shrugged off the oversized sweater that Ryan had wrapped around me, wincing as the fabric grazed my sore arms. I didn't want to stain the expensive clothes, so I wore mine instead. I needed to eat. Something simple, something to settle the nausea swirling in my stomach. The kitchen was nothing more than a counter, a rusty sink, and a tiny stove that worked when it felt like it. I rummaged through the cabinet, finding a pack of instant noodles. The water took ages to boil, and as I stirred the noodles in, my mind drifted back to Ryan. The way he appeared out of nowhere, stepping in like some dar
Ryan’s POV As I got back to Shadowhaven with Karen, I immediately had a brief meeting with my elders about the Rouges. They were getting out of hand by attacking the innocents and reaping them of their belongings. After some hours of analysing what should be done, everyone departed to their various homes and I was left alone. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the stack of papers on my desk. The elders had been relentless tonight, arguing over boundaries and patrol schedules like children fighting over a toy. I’d settled it, of course…that’s what I do, but the weight of their expectations was starting to grate on me. I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. Finally, I could retreat to my room and forget about the pack’s endless demands, at least for a little while. The castle was quiet, the kind of silence that let my mind wander to places I didn’t want it to go. Aurora. Her name slipped into my thoughts unbidden, as it often did these days. That girl was like a storm, one th
Aurora's POV It was a new day, and I had finally decided to confront Ryan about the job offer. I was scared to go to him but I had to. My body still ached, every bruise a reminder of the life I was trying to leave behind. I moved slowly, careful not to aggravate the wounds that hadn’t yet healed. The thought of facing Ryan again made my chest tighten, but I didn’t have a choice. This job might be the only chance I had to survive. I folded the expensive clothes he had bought me and packed them into a bag. There was no way I could keep them. They were too much…too luxurious for someone like me. Returning them clean was the least I could do. As I stepped out of my rundown apartment, I bidded madam rose my landlady goodbye. As I walked down the street, I saw Inez walking briskly down the street, heading toward the bar. I called out to her, hoping for even a small exchange of words after what happened, but she barely acknowledged me. Her eyes flicked over me like I was a stranger. “Ine
Ryan’s POV Aurora. Her name clung to my mind like a stubborn echo I couldn’t shake off. It had been hours since she’d left, but her scent still lingered faintly in the air…a mix of lavender and something uniquely hers. A part of me wanted to call her back, ask her why she looked so vulnerable yet determined all at once. It was infuriating how one woman, no, one human, had managed to weave herself into my thoughts this much. Her name brought a strange calm to the chaos swirling in my thoughts. Yet, it also set me on edge. She had this….presence, one that tugged at something primal in me. You’re thinking about her again, Draven, my wolf, growled in my mind, his voice low and accusing. “Quiet,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. You can’t keep ignoring this, Ryan, he insisted. We should be with her. Protect her. Keep her close. “She’s human,” I snapped, though my words felt weak even to me. So? Draven shot back. You feel it too. She’s ours. I didn’t respond. I couldn’t.
Karen’s Pov I won’t. The words slammed into me like a crashing wave, leaving me breathless. My mind went blank, and for a moment, I wasn’t sure if I’d heard him correctly. My father’s voice broke the silence, sharp and demanding. “What did you just say?” Ryan didn’t hesitate, his tone steady and unyielding. “I said I won’t.” I sat frozen in my chair, unable to process the conversation unfolding before me. My father’s face turned red with fury, but Ryan’s calm demeanor only made the tension thicker. “I think we’ve had enough for tonight,” Ryan said, standing up abruptly. “Thank you for dinner, but I’ll take my leave now.” With that, he walked away, leaving me sitting there with my parents. My mother’s eyes softened with pity as she reached out to touch my hand, but I pulled away, unable to bear the look on her face. My father muttered something under his breath, clearly enraged, but I couldn’t focus on his words. All I could hear was Ryan’s voice echoing in my mind: “I won’t.” I
Aurora’s PovSilence swallowed the battlefield as Karen’s body went still. Her last words echoed in my mind, haunting and heavy. I had thought I was ready for this, that I was prepared to do whatever it took to protect what was mine, but as I stared at her lifeless form, all I felt was a deep, aching sorrow.This was never how I wanted it to be.The weight of everything crashed down on me all at once. My limbs trembled, and suddenly, the pain that had been numbed by adrenaline surged back, searing through my body like fire. My legs gave out.I barely registered the panicked voices around me before I hit the ground.Elliot, Caleb, and Ryan rushed toward me, their faces etched with worry.“I’m fine,” I muttered, though the pounding in my head and the sharp sting in my wounds said otherwise. “I’m just… just hot a little.”Ryan crouched beside me, his jaw clenched. “Hot a little? You’re burning up,” he snapped. His hands hovered over me as if he was afraid to touch me, afraid that I might
Karen’s PovThe battleground was silent for a moment, thick with tension. The crowd gathered, eyes locked on us, their whispers barely audible over the howling wind. I rolled my shoulders, cracking my knuckles, and took slow steps forward, never breaking eye contact with Aurora.She stood across from me, her body battered, her clothes stained with blood and dirt. Weakness radiated from her, yet she still held her chin high, defiance burning in her eyes.Pathetic."You should have stayed down when you had the chance," I sneered, my claws extending, itching to sink into her flesh. "This is your last warning, Aurora. Step aside and let me have what’s mine."She wiped blood from the corner of her mouth and spat onto the dirt. "Ryan was never yours, Karen. And he never will be."That was all I needed.With a growl, I lunged at her, my claws swiping toward her throat. She barely dodged, rolling to the side before springing to her feet.The fight had begun.The moment our bodies collided aga
Karen’s PovI have been watching. Waiting.Every day, I moved unseen through the corridors of this mansion, listening, observing. I watched them whisper about her, pray for her, cry for her. Aurora. Aurora. Aurora.Her name was on everyone’s lips, like she was some kind of savior.It was pathetic.She had actually left to break the curse, to throw herself into the jaws of death, and for what? Love? How foolish.I had given Ryan everything. My love, my loyalty, my soul. And still, he had chosen her. But I told myself it wasn’t over. I told myself I had time. That if I played my cards right, I could get him back.Then today happened.The mansion was alive with excitement. People were gathering. And when I saw what they were looking at, who they were looking at, my blood boiled.Aurora was back.She had survived.And I knew, at that moment, that if I didn’t act now, I would lose everything forever.So, I stepped into the mansion.Nobody stopped me. They all still saw me as the ex-Luna. R
Ryan’s PovI sat alone in my room, staring at the empty space before me. It had been a month and a week since she left. Since Aurora walked into that cursed place. Since she vanished from my life.Every day without her felt like a slow death.I had no reason to live anymore.I had fought, waited, hoped, prayed. But she was not back.And now… I was starting to fear the worst.Ziani had come to Shadow Heaven today, her face grim, her words laced with worry."It's taking longer than expected," she had said. "Maybe… maybe she made the wrong choice by going in."The words sliced through me like a dagger.Was this how I was going to lose her?No.No.I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug into my skin. Aurora was strong. She had fought battles before. She had survived the impossible.She was going to come back to me.She must come back to me.Then, suddenly, I heard it.Noise. Screaming. Voices rising in panic.My body tensed. My wolf growled. Something was happening.I shot to my feet
Aurora’s PovMy eyelids felt heavy, my body weak, but my mind was sharp. The moment my eyes fluttered open, I saw them.Jazmine and Rhys.They were dragging me, their hands gripping my arms as if I were nothing more than a discarded rag doll. They thought I was still unconscious. They really thought I was still asleep.Their voices were hushed, but I could hear them."She must be out of her mind for coming here," Jazmine muttered."It’s because of love," Rhys replied. "You can do anything for love."Jazmine scoffed. "Now love is going to kill her."I clenched my teeth. No, I thought. Love can never kill me. I will fight for love. And I will win.I reached for Melissa, my wolf, my other half."Melissa," I called out in my mind. "We have to fight."Her response was weak, strained. "We’re tired, Aurora…""No," I said, firm and unwavering. "We are not tired. We have to fight. We have to win this battle. Or don’t you want to go back to Draven?"Silence. Then, a whisper of longing. "I miss
Aurora’s PovMy eyes fluttered open, but the world around me was nothing but darkness. My body ached, my head was pounding, and for a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was or how I got here. Then it all started coming back.I had walked into the portal. I had felt the pull of another world, dragging me into the unknown. Days ago. Or weeks. I couldn't tell. Time didn’t exist in this place. The only thing that remained was the memory of that voice calling my name."Aurora."And then the impact. A sudden, sharp blow that sent me spiraling into unconsciousness.Now I was here. Chained. Weak. Trapped.I tried to move, but the cold bite of iron dug into my wrists and ankles. The chains rattled, heavy and unbreakable. My breathing was uneven as I struggled against them, but it was no use. The air smelled of damp stone and something unnatural, something suffocating. I wasn't alone.The door creaked open, and footsteps echoed against the stone floor. A woman stepped into the dim light, her e
Ryan’s PovI shouldn’t have let Aurora go.I shouldn’t have allowed my little one to step into that portal.It has been exactly one month. One full month since she disappeared. And nobody has heard from her. No whispers, no signals , no dreams, no nothing.She hasn’t come back. We don’t know if she is alive.I sat in my room staring at nothing feeling like nothing. My chest felt hollow like my heart had been ripped out and left bleeding on the cold floor. I didn’t know what to live for anymore.When Aurora walked into that thing we waited. Two weeks. Two weeks standing in that cursed witch kingdom watching the portal hoping praying for a sign. But there was nothing. Not a single trace of her. Eventually we had no choice but to return.And now another two weeks have passed and still she isn’t back.What if something happened to her? What if she is trapped? What if she is suffering? What if she is.No.I squeezed my eyes shut forcing the thought out of my head. This is not how it ends.
Ryan’s PovWe walked into Eldoria, the witch kingdom. It was nothing like I expected. No weird mist, no dark magic lingering in the air, no signs of an evil presence. It was just a town. A normal town. People walked around like any other place, living their lives.Ziani led the way, her steps confident. Aurora’s grip on my hand tightened, and I felt her fear even though she tried to hide it. I leaned in and whispered, “Aurora.”She didn’t look at me. “Ryan, please don’t make me change my mind. Let’s just follow her.”Ziani’s voice broke through the moment. “The seven witches who will perform the spell are already waiting. Everyone here knows that Aurora is the leader, so if someone bows to you, do not make it awkward.”Aurora nodded, her face unreadable.As we walked further in, I studied the people around us. They didn’t have black eyes or strange appearances. They looked like normal humans. If I didn’t know better, I wouldn’t have thought they were witches.Aurora suddenly stiffened
Aurora’s PovKnock, knock.The sound was distant at first, blending into my dream. But then it came again, louder this time.I groaned, my body still sore from last night. My eyelids fluttered open, and as soon as I registered the time on the clock, my heart nearly stopped.11 a.m."Shit," I whispered.Panic surged through me as I sat up abruptly. "Ryan, wake up!" I shook him, but he barely stirred. "Ryan, get up! It is finally time!"I guessed the sex we had last night had completely knocked us out. We had slept past time, and now, now, Ziani was here.Ryan let out a deep groan, stretching lazily. "Mmm, what?" His voice was thick with sleep.I was already scrambling for my clothes, pulling on whatever I could find. "It is time, Ryan! Ziani is here!"The knocking came again, more insistent this time.Ryan sighed, rubbing his face. "No need to cover me up. I am already up," he murmured, swinging his legs over the bed.I ignored him as I rushed to smooth down my hair, my heart pounding.