Author's note:
This book will feature some dark romance and mature themes, so if you do not like such stories, you may leave peacefully.
This book picks up almost 18 years later of where 'My Fated Alpha' ended. However, you can read this as a standalone as well.
The demons of the past are back to haunt our lead couple and their family along with the entire werewolf community residing in the forest.
But this time, they are not alone. Help is available though it remains to be seen if they are willing to risk accepting it as everything comes at a cost.
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There was once a time eons ago when a handsome prince walked through the wide open gates and marched towards the castle.
Nobody was around and that was how he liked it. Solitude was how he managed to bury the chaos within him.
However, the moment he set foot inside the gate, he sensed a presence.
Instantly, his posture went rigid and his footsteps echoed through the wide space, the sound of his shoes’ heels clattering on the glassy surface of the ground, bouncing off the walls and further amplifying the noise.
He was angry…he was fuming in rage.
His handsome face was now turned into a scowl and the clouds above mirrored his dark mood instantly. The whites of the cloud were replaced by grey and soon they began thundering, in tandem with the footsteps of the prince.
There was only one thing on his mind…vengeance.
Curling his hands into fists he kept advancing ahead, slamming the wide and large doors of the palace open just with a thought. He didn’t even have to use his hands to make it happen.
The doors crashed into the walls behind them with a booming voice, almost throwing splinters around but the being sitting on the far end of the hall paid no heed.
A vein throbbed in his forehead signifying how much he loathed to see the person sitting on the throne.
His throne.
She was an otherworldly beauty, a sight to behold and she was currently sprawled across the throne, her heels tapping against the floor when she moved. The folds of her large, pale blue gown rustled as she crossed her legs.
His rage was emanating from him like a whiff of smoke, angry and charred yet she refused to look in his direction.
Her long silky hair cascaded down her back like a river and her dress glittered as if it was made of the stars themselves.
Maybe, it was.
A thigh high slit revealed her long, slender legs as the dress’s folds fell on either side of her as if it was made of liquid silk.
She knew his eyes were on her so she slowly raised her hand and placed the tip of her nails painted with the color matching that of the sky. She then began tracing loose circles on her thigh as if she was doing so absent-mindedly.
But, he knew better.
She was caressing her leg, suggestively, her smooth skin glowing radiantly. Her hair fell forward, hiding her beautiful features as her eyelashes fluttered when he raised his hand and smacked the air in front of him.
A wave of air hit her as if he had slapped her with his hand. But other than blinking rapidly, she did nothing else.
“Begone intruder”
He snarled as he continued walking toward her.
That was when she finally raised her head to look at him. Again, she said nothing but her hand now travelled up her slender waist and towards her chest.
She bent a little to adjust her dress’ folds and he was gifted with the sight of her cleavage. Her shimmering, pale blue dress clung to her curves perfectly and left little to the imagination while the low neckline did a lousy job of covering her bosom.
Her fingers trailed the underside of her breast as she stared at him unabashedly tracing slow delicate circles on her skin.
Now he was affected.
He folded his hands over his chest and glared at her as his reaction made a ghost of a smile flash across her face.
Had he not been consumed by rage, he would have ripped that dress apart and taken her then and there. She knew that all too well.
“You want me, don’t you?”
She asked in a seductive voice and he clicked his tongue reproachfully. He wanted to look away but that would only tell her that he was affected…of how much he wanted to throw her back on the throne and let his hands roam on her bare skin…of how much he wanted to…
He shook his head as if to clear the intrusive thoughts in his head.
“Leave before I throw you out” He scowled but she paid no heed to his insult. Instead, she continued to smile.
“I hope you know that you will have to touch me to do that, your highness.”
She stressed the last two words longer than necessary, her voice dripping with mirth.
If she had meant to make his scowl turn uglier, she failed. In an unexpected reaction, he let out a chuckle that soon turned into a laugh.
For a moment, she forgot everything else and kept staring at him like a curious bird.
His face lit up like the sun when he laughed, and he clutched his stomach to stop himself. His eyes watered and he wiped them off with the back of his hand.
Her smile faded and she got up from the throne and began descending the steps. She was truly ethereal and her hips swayed from left to right as her heels clinked against the floor.
Slowly, like a gazelle, she approached him and raised her hand to place it on his chest right above his heart which was beating wildly.
He shuddered at the touch and clenched his jaw as his eyes fell close for a short moment. She observed his face, the numerous scars etched on his skin that had now faded with time, leaving only faint lines behind.
Those scars made him look even more handsome, more princely.
After taking a moment to calm his heart, he asked, “You think I want this palace? The riches?” referring to the way she had taken a jibe at his title.
He waited just for a moment before answering, “Then I’ll reduce the palace to ashes”
No sooner had he said so, flames erupted all around them. He had set his palace on fire.
It was of no use to him now that she had set her foot in here. The flames danced around them, as the palace began to slowly crumble.
The throne behind them was being devoured by angry flames as he grit his teeth, “I will do anything to get rid of you….anything.”
She saw the flames mirrored in his eyes that were devoid of all emotions except hatred. She closed the distance between them, their lips just a hair’s breadth away as she whispered,
“And, I will do anything to make you mine”
She smiled as she dug her nails into his chest which began to bleed.
“Anything”
Clarissa The flames were burning high, their fiery embers licking the sky. It shone bright and burned fiercely yet all I felt while standing in front of it was…anger. Anger at the being who had brought death and destruction upon me, upon those I loved. My eyes watered due to the heat that should have melted my skin and bones but I was merely looking around, trying to locate him. The smoke that rose high in the sky made me fear for my loved ones. I couldn’t find them yet I had a sinking feeling that they were somewhere near yet beyond my reach. I feared the fire would devour everything that mattered to me…and snatch away everyone from me. That feeling made my heart skip a beat. Panic encroached upon me and I began shouting hoarsely for my family. “Mom…dad…Talia” But I heard no response. Surrounded by a sea of flames, I roamed around for a while before I found him…or what was a shadow of him. “What do you want?” I screamed amidst the roaring flames that were engulfing everythin
Clarissa Talia dragged me out of the room, our drawings were forgotten on the table as the sounds of mom and dad passionately kissing each other filled the space. Talia continued to giggle while I only frowned, “Aren’t they too much? They behave like they found each other just a minute ago.” “You look quite hot in the morning, sweetheart,” Dad murmured as he grabbed mom who chuckled, “so do you, alpha Hayden” and returned his kiss with equal fervor. I angrily yanked the zipper of my bag open and pulled out a rubber band to tie my hair. “They were fated mates, Clary. And from what aunt Raine has told us about their story, mom and dad were infatuated with each other even before they found out that they were mates. How exciting!!” My sister gushed and I rolled my eyes. Sometimes, I wondered if she really was my twin. We looked so similar yet were so different. While we had the same brown hair as our mom, Talia’s hair was a deep chestnut and wavy while mine was unmanageable. Her eye
Clarissa I wondered how my twin had the energy to get ready like a diva and threw her a skeptical look, “You know I won the bet, right? You are going to drop Kyler’s topic.” Talia was applying eyeliner when she asked, “Just what is your problem with him? What did he ever do to you?” “He is a show-off and there are rumors he got some girl pregnant by forcing himself on her. I am just doing my sisterly duties.” Talia shrugged off my concern, “Girls are more than willing to let him impregnate them as long as they can secure a chance to be his luna.” “Whatever. I just don’t like him. Find somebody else.” I got up and studied my reflection in the mirror. I was dressed in a backless tank top and jeans while Talia was wearing a short dress that perfectly hugged her curves. She had done a good job of taming my wild hair that now fell down my shoulders in waves. I looked fine but she truly looked like a diva. I looked at the clock and it was almost time to head to the party. We got into
ClarissaI was growing angrier by the minute and decided to go to the washroom instead to wash my face and calm down. My phone rang and I picked it up.“What are my two princesses doing?” Dad’s voice asked me and I immediately tried to relax myself.“We are at the Madhouse dad, Talia dragged me here,” I grumbled.Dad only chuckled, “You should try to make friends, Clary. Anyways, I tried Talia’s phone but she didn’t receive my call so I gave you a ring. I and mom have to go to the west to discuss and renew our accords for the pack treaty.”I frowned, “When are you going?”“We will be leaving in an hour and returning in a week or so. While we are gone try to behave and return home soon tonight, ok?”Dad said and I replied, “Yes dad”“Also ask them to not forget practicing the runes” I heard mom shout at him from a bit further away.My father laughed and said, “They don’t need to be reminded about that, right?”I replied in a low voice, “Ok dad. Come back soon”“Love you and take care
Clarissa “Shit” I muttered and stepped out of hiding. I walked towards the two and Silas chuckled in a rather dangerous way, his eyes glinting with malice. “You sure she is with her? She looks rather pale and weak to me.” He asked as I walked towards them. Now, I could see the room clearly and gave a quick scan of the place to see where were the nearest exits. It looked like a store room with piles of discarded broken chairs, ropes, and other forgotten things. The only source of illumination was a big bulb that hung down from the ceiling right above Miranda’s head. The rest of it was dark. There were rectangular windows high above near the ceiling that I could not reach and only a single door, the same one we had walked in through. I shivered despite not feeling cold. Dacre had gone completely silent as he saw me step out of my hiding spot. He threw a lingering gaze on me, his eyes raking me from bottom to top and then quickly dismissing me as a tissue paper. I felt his gaze sta
ClarissaDo I worry about taking the life of someone or do I revel in the feelings bubbling inside of me? Dacre had taken me off guard and despite my multiple protests kept advancing toward me.My first instinct was to run away, to fight him, and to even bite hard into his hand holding the dagger. But, all of them vanished when he did the unexpected and leaned in to kiss me.Of all the things I would have imagined him to do to me, this was the least. I should have protested hard, should have kicked him where the sun didn’t shine.But the moment his lips touched mine, it was as if all logic flew out of my head. There was something about him that was odd…different. Like he was different from the rest of us.Whatever this ‘different’ meant!When his fingers brushed my bare back, I shivered, not due to fear but due to pleasure. That was definitely not how a killer would touch his prey. There was something sensual about the way he touched me. At least I hoped so.Because the emotions I n
Clarissa I took a moment to steady my raging heart, adjusted my top, and then stepped out of the door. When I did, I was surprised to see that there was practically nobody in the pub save a few stragglers who were still drinking or passed out. How did everybody leave so soon? I wondered and looked for my sister. Damn, I had forgotten everything when I was with Dacre. The main doors were locked on the inside and a few waiters were waking up the passed out people to make them leave through the back door. I wildly looked around and saw a door on my far left falling shut slowly. It was on the far end of the passageway that I had entered to follow Dacre earlier. I rushed towards the door and flung it open before stepping outside. The cool wind splashed into my face and I saw that the path led to the forest. I again looked around, not knowing where to go next. My instincts told me that I should head home as Talia had either left with Kyler to have sex with him or been the good girl and
Clarissa“Just what in the name of Goddess is going on?” I heard a voice but couldn’t quite pin the owner to it.I was standing on the ground, transfixed at the sight of the girl who had just died in front of me and stated that I was the killer.The two girls who were Miranda’s friends began shrieking and howling loudly as more and more people began to approach us.Gasps followed murmurs and those followed stares and accusations as both the girls I didn’t quite recall the names of, began to loudly wail and tell everyone of how I had taken the life of their best friend.I was too dazed to even move and for a long time, I only kept staring at the dead body of Miranda that was soaked in blood.Dacre and Silas exchanged a look upon understanding how the issue had blown up. A look passed between them but I was too busy to pay attention to them.A chill ran down my spine at the thought of my parents seeing the body of the dead girl and how they would react upon knowing that I was a suspect.
I spoke and Venzara stopped making Mary slap herself. “Fine. well, they were a notorious specimen to instigate and their leader was particularly hard to coax but I managed to throw the blame on them by filling their heads with awful things about those in power. I wanted Klout and the other four guardians out of power so that I could reign single handedly.” Klout yelled loudly, “Just take her away from my eyes or I will kill her right here and right now.” He was teeming with anger. All of us had been fooled by a single woman- a power hungry, ruthless woman. Not demons not witches but one of us. Then Mary again shuddered and I felt the silky dress of Venzara brush against me as MAry howled, “What? What is happening? Why am I being held by the guards? Sir, the boys are at fault?” Mary cried as Venzara chuckled beside me. Klout slapped Mary hard and spoke, “You are going to be executed for your crimes. Take her away from my sight.” He barked and then also instructed the guards t
DacreHer earlier pitiful voice was replaced by her usual smug and arrogant expression for a while.“That was for what you did to my sister. Yes, my sister was one of the women you murdered and I have been keeping an eye on you ever since then.”Mary raised her hand to slap Mrs. Bryant as we all simply stared at the revelation, too confused to understand what was going on.A familiar voice spoke in my head, “Sorry, but this woman just drove me out of this hag’s body by startling me.”I scoffed.So, even the demoness could be startled.That was why Mary’s expression had suddenly changed.But then it went back to being all sorry and pitiful yet again as Mary continued, “Yes, I deserve all the hate. I have done awful things to get into power. At first, I wanted to be luna but Thaddeus was too dumb to take notice of me. He was busy fucking around women so that played in my favor. But then I realized he was not respected much so when one of the other elders of the pack got suspicious of me
DacreShe then turned to us, “what matters is what punishment you would give to these boys for violating dozens of our laws and putting the lives of every werewolf in jeopardy.”Mary droned on and on while I tried hard to maintain a stoic expression.My eyes flicked to Silas who was staring at her with a murderous expression.He mind linked to me, “how long are we going to sit quietly and let her sing hymns of our glorious betrayal to the werewolf kind?”I let out a sigh, “I want to find out if the council head is in this too.”“I mean yeah he is a shithead but would he really be involved in it?”Silas asked and I shrugged, “you never know”We fell silent as Mary presented her case in front of Klout who looked down at us with distaste.“Do you have anything to plead guilty to? I will not be impartial to you. It is against the council’s belief in fair justice.”I got up from the ground and looked him straight in the eye.“I and Silas were chosen for this mission from the get go and so
DacreSilas gave me an understanding look,“I think she mixed something in my food from time to time to make me sleep and then she would tell father of what a lazy son he had. He obviously believed her and I was caned and whipped on occasion.She told him that this was necessary for the future alpha to be strong and dominating.”“What?”This time it was Venzara who shrieked and I gave a humorless chuckle.“Yeah, I only remember bits and pieces of it. Thankfully, one elder saw her mixing something in my food and discovered it to be sleeping pills. Mary was thrown out and I never saw her again. I was too young to voice out my worries as everybody was extremely afraid of dad and his anger. Even the elders had to face his ire for whisking away Mary but somehow they got rid of her and dad just went to another woman I guess.”I completed and Silas patted my shoulder, “I…I never knew”That was all he could offer and I heard his voice crack.“I had pushed the memories of my childhood deep int
Dacre“Well, I have figured out a lot of things. Of how, you nearly killed all of the children my father had ever had, of how you poisoned those around my mother and made them abandon her, and of how you tried to take the position of luna in our pack as well.”If she was stunned by my revelation, she did not answer directly.“What rubbish? Your father asked me to be his luna, in fact, he was after me for years, begging me to take up the throne. I hear that he has still not gotten over me and goes from one brothel to another, looking for a woman to fuck or two.”She wheezed and I had a mad urge to smack her right in the face.Ignoring her accusations, I asked, “What do you know of the demon summonings? How are you involved in all of this?She drummed her fingers on a nearby tree trunk and replied, “I am an Inquisitor appointed by the Council head himself. I am here to investigate matters.”Before I could answer, Silas suddenly pointed at her and spoke, “I saw her face…in that file”Her
DacreI felt glad that I did not have to worry about Silas as Venzara and Yesmir would look after him.I increased my speed and tore through the bushes and wild patches of grass, thick shrubs, and thorny trees as the surrounding around me turned into a blur.Soon, the forest began to thin and I saw the first hint of yellow and dried grass that reached my ears.I immediately climbed a small hill to see where exactly we were. The windmill stood like a lone wolf in the distance and I let out a relieved sigh.I had been right about the direction though I had traveled there just once and that too through the road.Silas seemed to be floating in the air with a grumpy look as I feared Venzara was languidly roaming her fingers on him.I could only mind link to him and say, “Patience. We will be there in another twenty minutes or so”He only grunted in response and I stifled a chuckle as I tore through the long yellow grass.We were running through the open with no tall trees to camouflage us
DacreThe eyes looked hurt and I began walking towards a clearing a bit farther away from Silas.“Are you hungry?” I asked and she sniffed.“I don't know what to make of that reply” I answered honestly and I felt her eyes water.Damn, I had never imagined a demoness to throw a tantrum like a silly human teenage girl. But then women were a complicated species, one I had not even begun to comprehend.“Do you recall the last time I was fed?”I gave her an incredulous look. “You fucked Jake senseless. I thought that should keep you full for days”If I had meant to appease her, I managed to do the opposite.“I am not bound to Jake, I am bound to you…and Clarissa by definition.”I recalled the way Clarissa had offered her blood to Venzara who had sipped on her veins as if it was some exotic drink.“So?”“So, you both need to feed me from time to time or I have to look for nourishment elsewhere.”My eyes went wide at the thought of her and Clarissa making out.“You mean…you would…well, never
DacreThe girls left with Jake while I heard Venzara’s sigh as she neared us, both her and Yesmir were invisible but I knew she was around us.The way towards the mill was going to be a long one but we decided to simply turn into our werewolf selves and run towards the destination.I had never gone on a mission without Silas and running with him would make me feel better.Maybe his keen eyes would find out something I might have overlooked as a potential clue to the whereabouts of Mark and the other two men or maybe more occultists….and someone I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet again.I had a bag with my clothes stashed in it inside my car so I could always change into them when I reached it.With that thought, we both began walking toward the outskirts of the city so that we might change into our wolf forms and start running in our wolf forms.As we walked towards the outskirts, my phone beeped and I pulled it out of my pocket.I had received a text from Clarissa.We reached our tempora
DacreWas I a real pervert or was the demoness’ magic making me horny?No matter what was going on between the two of us, the fact remained that she was the daughter of a man who had threatened to rip me off of my title, my rights, my dream, and my pack… everything that mattered to me if I did not do as he asked.When I recalled the past, my fists clenched and I felt anger surge through me.But I threw one look at her and saw the look on her face. She seemed to be sad and lost in thought.I tried to lighten the mood as Shadow whispered of how much of a close friend she considered me to reveal her jealousy.My heart swelled with pride and something else twitched in my pants too but now was not the time to do anything.I was going to give her the sweetest experience and make her know that she was a Queen who could make any man swoon for her.And, then I thought of a wicked idea that made me rub my hands together in delight.“Is that why you were worrying about me sacrificing virgins? Ba