Stella's POVThings would be so much easier for me if I stuck to my father's lessons. So far, it has never let me down and instead, it has led me to something bigger. My father had told me to always pay attention to the surroundings, to smell more than scents, to feel more than touch and to see more than what meets the eye.On that day, when their plans had unfolded, I was yet to have begun my awakening. I had waited against my father's will to watch how it all unfolded, I wanted to see my father's plan come to fruition before I went into a sleep that I wasn't sure I would wake up from.I watched as Alpha Hawthorne struggled, as Aasimar despaired, as Avery crumbled and as Lucien broke apart. I watched it all unfold before my eyes and I was filled with awe. I was mesmerized by the sheer calculative power that it took to pull off something like that, the manipulative power to create such delicate chains of reactions that ultimately brought everyone to where they were supposed to be. It
Stella's POVI looked into the distance, an unbelievable scene playing out right before my eyes or I guess it had already happened. Far out into the distance— although it seemed like it was all happening right before me — I could see familiar faces; Lucien, Isabella, Avery and Esme.Even from here, I could feel the somber atmosphere, I could smell the scent of death and I could feel the fury that was bound to pour out in a few moments like a storm of tribulation.On the floor, Avery knelt with Esme in her arms. I could tell Esme was injured and dying, she didn't have much left. A few meters away stood Isabella and Lucien, the former was staring blankly while the latter’s face was so dark it absorbed light.I couldn't believe what I was seeing, Esme, the same Esme that made my father cower in fear, the same Esme whose name was feared by more than half the previous denizens of Eclipse City even though none of them had ever seen her, the same Esme that made demons shiver and the devil hi
Lucien's POVI took a cold bath, the water pouring over my head, streaming down to soothe my muscles as I took deep breaths. The tension in my body slowly floated away, carried along by the gentle stream that flowed down my body. I was lost.What do I do now, what can I do? What am I? Where am I? I pondered these thoughts again and again, my mind stuck in an infinite loop as one question led to the other. It was like a piece of me had suddenly gone missing, vanishing into thin smoke and causing a rippling chain effect to take place and destroy my cognitive abilities.Esme was that cog, that centrepiece that made me who I was. She was my anchor and now I was just a ship without sails, floating away and struggling in the storm.I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I was out of focus, my eyes were blurry, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't feel anything, it was like my nerve system had been disconnected from my body.Then I felt it, a subtle and gentle glow in my chest. It
Avery's POVI watched as Lucien approached the gate, heading towards us. His aura continuously rising, steady and pounding like the heartbeat of his enemies. The whole surroundings seemed to resonate with his aura and with the look on his face, I could tell he was doing it purposely.I was surprised at first when I saw his gaze, he had been so absentminded and vacant that I thought he was nothing but a pre-programmed robot but now, he had emotions and apart from the obvious anger I could even see a hint of mischief in them.The wind began to blow strongly, the clouds gathering to form a cumulonimbus as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled amongst them. But unlike what one might expect, it did nothing to diminish Lucien's aura, instead, it accentuated it, bringing it up to a new level and making Donovan's army quake to their bones.I could hear clattering teeth, trembling bones and raspy breath, it resonated around the battlefield, seeming like an anthem being sung rather than the sou
Stella's POVI stood, rooted in place. I was still in the underground city. The fire had died down by now and all that was left was the thick stench of blood and burnt corpse. This place was like one massive graveyard.It was dark, the streetlights had been burnt, used as sustenance for the fire like everything else in the underground city, but I could see just fine. I walked around, reminiscing about the times I came here. I mostly came with my father and those had been the days I felt like we were close but seeing the look he gave me, or didn't, I began to suspect that maybe it was all just in my head.I walked through the streets slowly until I arrived at the passage I used to get in. As I walked out of the passage, I arrived in a forest. I squinted my eyes a bit as I adjusted to the light but before I did, my eyes went wide and I retreated back into the passageway.I stood still, making sure not to move. I wasn't even breathing. I focused my senses on trying to see if anyone was a
Lucien's POVI dodged a punch from Donovan, a light cut appearing on my face as the wind from the punch tore my face. I remained calm as I moved fluidly, waiting and biding my time for the right time to strike.Donovan was lashing out and I knew it wouldn't be for long. I was at peak strength while he was on his last legs, a cornered beast might be dangerous but it was a cornered beast nonetheless.Moreover, he now had a weak spot in his left arm. His left arm was gone making him a bit out of balance. I just had to wait until he lost his balance and that would be my cue to attack. Donovan was usually calculative and cunning in a fight but not this one. Right now, his only aim was to take me down with him.He clawed, snapped his jaws and kicked at me but I made sure to dodge all, only a few grading me in the process. Donovan was fast and resilient, he had been fighting for a while now but I couldn't see any signs of him getting tired so I decided to add more stress to him.He punched a
Lucien's POVThe thunder rumbled across the sky as the storm poured down in droves. I stood, looking down at Donovan as he began his tale, his face wistful and nostalgic and a small smile— the most sincere smile I had ever seen — spread across his lips as he spoke about my mother.I didn't know how to feel, this was a man I hated so much and here he was, on his last breath talking about my mother. I wanted to stop him, to tell him I wasn't interested in his story, to tell him not to ruin my father's legacy with his silly lies but I didn't. Instead, I stood in the storm and watched as he endured the pain of the heavy droplets of rain pounding his eyes as he looked up into the sky with a brilliant smile on his face and I listened to what he had to say.“I met her on a day like this, I couldn't see her at first. That day, she found me where my bullies had dropped me and she picked me up. She took me to a cottage by the riverside and she took care of me. I could still remember that day li
Donovan’s POVI was devastated, the moment I arrived in that hall, seeing her,... I felt my heart being torn to shreds. I couldn't even seem to notice the guards that were after me in the bloody mess that was my body, all I could do was focus on her, her beauty and grace.Even though she was pregnant and even though she looked like she had been through a lot, she was still a beauty to behold. Her long hair cascaded down her back, lustrous and glorious, like a black waterfall, her blue eyes more resplendent than the stars, more entrancing than the moon. Her fair skin, her delicate lips, her gentle aura, she was an angel.Although I had never seen her before, I knew right at that moment that she was the one, she was Luna. A name truly fitting because, at that moment, I could have staked my life to bet that she was more beautiful than even the moon goddess.She was standing by a window, gazing out at the sky silently, her hands gently resting on her bulging stomach indicating the presence
Lucien's Pov Walking down the aisle was one thing I never imagined I would do. The thought of walking down a path lined with roses and a red carpet, and holding someone in my arms beside me that I promised to love and care for, seeming like a foreign concept. It felt weird to think that I had finally been humbled. And that I had finally been brought to my knees to consider love as anything more than erotic pleasure. It still felt strange to me that I had actually gotten here. To this point? And a part of me really felt proud.I never thought I would get here and I never thought I would actually get married… I had feared I would end up living and dying as hedonistic. But I guess miracles happen, and this just happened to be mine. I was happy even though I was a bit confused and tepid. I looked courageous and smug but I was still scared internally. I feared my old habits would come back to haunt me. And I worried I wouldn't be the best husband for Avery… She was a beautiful soul and ho
Avery's PovTwo months later The crowd had gathered for the festivities and the courtyard was full of life. The entirety of Silverwood had been called for this occasion and everyone with ears had heeded the call. The streets were lined with people, stalls and activity. Musicians filled the streets with instruments and sounds. Some of the stalls filled with ale and the people were aloof and afloat. Food was bountiful. As steaks rolled over fires and men sold rottiserie chicken and smoked seasoned salmon over counters. The energy all around contagious. No single soul lost or sad or broken. Everyone, irrespective of class or status had come and were happy. All needs were met and all wants provided. It had been two months now and the town of Silverwood had gone from chaos and fighting to peace and tranquility. The people had reached a calm and began rebuilding. The torn ties, the distrust and the loss. The grieving families had been supported and helped to move on. Everyone was slowly an
Luciens's PovI held her in my hands and I just couldn't contain the feeling. The rush of energy I felt inside and the lightness in my head. Her body was soft and her motion was gentle. I held her close and she sighed quietly; her soft moans driving me crazy as we held each other. I didn't know I could feel this way. And I didn't know I could feel so in love. The state I was in wasn't one of lust or to have her in bed. I held her in my arms now and the only thing I wanted was to have her there. The only thing I wanted was to hold her close and hold her forever…Avery was everything and Avery was beautiful. Her hands around me as she tried to sink into my skin. I could feel her getting closer and edging closer. I could feel her wanting to close the gap and want to be near me. I could feel her energy matched mine and that she wanted me as much as much as I wanted her. The sparks lighting up and almost written in the skies. I really didn't want to let go but I had to. I didn't really wan
Avery's PovI woke up now in a gasp. My breathing heavy as I glanced in every direction frantically. I shot out of the chair or bed or whatever I was resting on and got up to my feet. I turned every which way, my eyes swinging from one side of the room to another. Then shooting up to the ceiling to see if what I had seen in my dream wasn't a dream. And if it had been real…It felt too real not to be and I deeply hoped it wasn't just hallucinations. As I looked up at the ceiling to find the carved statuettes but instead I saw a blank ceiling made of wood. I looked around for the white dress. With the veil and the mannequin? But I saw nothing. And now I quickly turned to look for Lucien. To see him maybe in the suit I had seen him in. To see his hair, and to see him smiling wide at me the way I had seen him. With the box in his hand. To hear his voice and hear him explain how he wanted to marry me. And how he had made plans for the wedding. And all he needed was a yes…But I turned arou
Avery's PovI woke up confused and I didn't know where I was at first. I struggled to open my eyes and also to keep my vision steady. My eyes opening slowly like curtains and my body feeling weird between my legs. I felt a sharp pain in my hips and I could feel my thighs quake slightly. I looked down at myself to see that I was in robes?... I looked up and I didn't recognise where I was. The room in front of me is different from the one I remembered. The design different from the room I last saw myself in. The windows were wide and open, the curtains were drawn to the sides to let in light. And I found myself on a bigger bed. The sheets very soft and delicate in my hands as I rested on it with my palm, turning my head sideways trying to figure out where I was.“Rise and shine princess…” I suddenly heard a voice call. And I frowned and turned slowly. My head still hurting slightly and my legs strangely weak and tired. I managed to complete the turn and I was surprised to see Lucien stan
Stella's PovIt just didn't feel right… and it just didn't make any sense. Yet it was all my reality… After all these years of hatred. To only come to realise I was hating my own blood?... That I was hating what I was supposed to love, and loving what I was supposed to hate?... The thought of being abused and used without even realising it made me shiver. I had been lied to so long and so well I couldn't even tell the difference. The lines between what was real and what was false blurring together into one vague absolute. I just couldn't believe the wool had been pulled over my eyes for so long. I had been blinded and led like a sheep and I thought I knew what I was doing? I thought I was right? I thought I was fighting for a good cause?... That my intentions were justified, and the allies were the enemies while the real enemies were actually the allies. I had gone against sensible reason and veered off wildly, and now it made me question my own self?... To believe that I was this
Lucien's PovI pulled out as she convulsed and came all over everything. The sheets and her dress was soaking wet and her hands by her side with her mouth open in a gentle sigh. She had quickly reached climax in just a few strokes and I wondered if I was that good or she was just very invested in the moment? Or even worse, she was just faking it?... I climbed off and let her lie there. I buckled my belt back in place and released a sigh myself. The moment short but the feeling mutual. Avery was a beautiful being, and down there she was tight. I was surprised at how I flowed through in and out seamlessly. Each stroke leaving her moaning loudly and gasping in short bursts. Her body jerking at every motion, her fingers gripping my legs, trying to hold on, and trying not to pass out. Trying not to let the rush send her unconscious. Her moans soon turned into cries, her eyes wet as it was seemingly too much for her. I wanted to stop but each time she moaned I only went deeper. Her cries ac
Avery's PovI was glad I had seen this coming. I was happy to have seen this beforehand and prevented it. As the guards came in now just at the exact moment. The guards came in now just at the exact time Lucien would have been deep inside me and too far gone to cover up and rationalise. I was happy I held myself accountable; and held myself accountable for both our reputations…As the two guards now stood at the door with several clothes in hand, all of them folded and all of them in the shape of dresses. With different colours and different designs. I stood there frowning in confusion as they stood with their hands out and their waist slightly bent in a saluted pose. Their chins raised and their heads high.“We have brought the clothes sire…” The leading guard called. “The one you asked for, for the benevolent lady of yours…”And the guards tone surprised me. His aggressive voice had gone down a baritone lower. And he now sounded more like a butler than a guard. And the way he talked
Avery's PovI held his hand and he closed his eyes again. This time relaxing and not trying to pull away. He let my palm touch his and then closed his eyes. The exchange of energy making him ease into calm and his legs suddenly twitch. I saw his feet move slightly and then again. Before he opened his eyes and then let go. Immediately moving himself forward and getting out of bed, standing on his feet and turning around. “Being paralysed is a curse really…” he smiled, staring directly at me. His perfect teeth showing in full view. He looked suddenly refreshed and revitalised. The look on his face far from someone who was just sick.I smiled back at him not knowing what else to do. I watched him spin on his heels and click his feet in a hopscotch. He had suddenly lost his stern austerity and now was as giddy as a horse… “Are you okay Alpha?...” I asked now, frowning with my head down slightly. But he only turned towards me with his smile growing bigger. “Never been better, and thank