Mia's POV
The castle loomed ahead. I almost felt like telling Hazel to stop, but I didn't want to risk his ire. Not after he saw me with Xavier in that position. For some reason, I was feeling very awkward because he caught me crying on Xavier's shoulder. He hadn't even reacted. Just raised an eyebrow and asked me who my friend was. I introduced them, and they seemed pretty friendly with each other. And Hazel has been nothing but nice and sweet ever since. But it only made me all the more awkward, with the result that our conversation was a little strained. I sighed internally. I wished I could just play my flute, it always calms me. And I was with it, because Hazel had requested I bring it along. So, obviously, I was going to play sometime today. Maybe in front of an audience. "Hey, relax, Mia. You're biting your lips again," Hazel told me, smiling gently. I smiled nervously and tried to relax, taking a deep breath to help me. Okay, Mia. You got this, calm down. I told myself. When I opened my eyes, Hazel's soft green eyes were looking into mine. He was smiling slightly. I blushed. "Does that help? Taking a deep breath and talking to yourself?" He asked me. I nodded. He smiled more widely. "You know, I do that when I'm nervous too," he said. I could tell he was trying to make me relaxed, so I decided to make an effort at conversation too. I raised an eyebrow in genuine surprise. "I didn't know that anything could make the prince nervous," I commented. He threw back his head and laughed softly, and for a moment, the horses went out of control. He brought them back under control in no time. Then he turned to me and winked. "Something like that. Unruly horses make me really nervous. One threw me down when I was about seven and would have stomped me to death, had my father not been there," he chuckled. "And oh, my father too. He can make anyone nervous. When he fixes his gaze on you…" he made a face that had me laughing. For a while, we both laughed together, carefree. He looked so handsome while laughing. So handsome and strong. His straight auburn hair, his chiseled jawline. They looked so good that I wanted to run my hand through his hair and trace his jawline. At that moment, my heart plopped down at his feet, though he didn't know it. It just slid right out of my chest and fell at his feet.And I thought how I could easily get used to looking at that face every waking day, laughing along with him at his jokes and tending to his hair when it gets messed up. Hazel kept me laughing with anecdotes about his childhood all the way to the castle that I didn't even know we were there till he jumped out of the carriage. "Here we are," he announced cheerfully. "Ready to meet my parents?" he asked cockily. I felt my heart jump at the thought. His parents were the Alpha King and Luna for goodness' sake. I wasn't sure I was ready to meet them just yet. "Um…no," I replied. "Can we leave that for later?" I watched his face fall in disappointment, and I wished I wasn't the cause. But then, I can't afford to embarrass myself and give a bad first impression. My mother would skin me alive. But more than that, his parents would probably be turned against me then, and might prohibit him from relating with me further.The thought gave me even more shivers. "Let's…let's…" I cast around for something to salvage the situation. "Let's do something else. Please?"He considered it for some time. "Are you shy?" He asked. I nodded nervously, my cheeks heating up. I expected him to laugh, or smile mockingly, or self importantly. And when his eyes softened with care and he came to lay a hand on my shoulders, I was both relieved and pleased. "I understand you're not used to all these. But you had better start getting used to it, because you're going to be visiting the palace a lot. My parents are wolves, just like you are," he told me softly. "Well, then, how about a tour of the palace?" He asked, looking deep into my eyes. "How about I play for you?" I replied. I really needed to calm my nerves. He smiled. "Well then, a tour first. Then you can play for me. How about that?"I had no problem with that. I stayed in the carriage while he called over a maid. "Can you tell the Alpha King and the Luna that Mr. Turner wants to see them for an urgent matter at his mansion?" He asked a maid. The maid went off and he turned to wink at me. Some time later, the Alpha King and the Luna hurried past in another carriage. "There. They're out of the way now," he told me with a mischievous smile. He took my hand in his and we went into the castle.It was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. The hallways with their high ceilings, the tapestries of wolves on the walls, the lamps and every other decoration. It was simply awesome. We chased each other as we ran up the stairs to what he told me was the North tower, then we held each other's hands on the roof and looked at the green world below our feet. I was scared of heights, but at that moment, with his palms in mine, I felt like I could jump off into the skies and soar. Was this love?He led me room after room, describing the various ornaments and furniture, and then we went to the courtyard."Here we are. Play for me," Hazel told me, smiling gently. "I miss your music," Smiling with pleasure, I started playing. Then I heard a gasp and opened my eyes. A lady was standing at the entrance to the courtyard, her eyes wide at the sight of Hazel at my feet, eyes closed, obviously entranced with my music. I watched her with some trepidation as she marched right up to me. "My name is Selena Turner, and you will leave my boyfriend right this instant," she spat at me.Mia's POVA stone struck true, pulverizing the creature's eye with a sickening crunch. With a howl of agony, the wolf collapsed to the ground, its lifeblood staining the earth beneath it. As the last vestiges of life faded from its eyes, I breathed evenly and transformed back. Running up quickly, I jumped and kissed my mate. The flames on his hair were hot but they were not unbearable and they died down as he held me and kissed me back. It took all my willpower to break free from him and let us breath. Strands of sticky saliva trailed our lips as we parted and I was flushed up to my ears, breathless."Mia?" He breathed, looking at me in surprise.I would have grinned at him if I were not too busy being stunned."Xavier?!" I exclaimed. "What in the world?! How? I thought...""You never did see me without my turban," he teased. And he was right come to think of it."So the memory loss...""I did lose my memory," he said, shaking his head. "But I guess could say that an eyeball helped me
Mia's POVHe was no corrupted - he was much worse.In a desperate bid to end the chaos, I shifted into my wolf form, my white fur shimmering in the dim light of the throne room. With a newfound agility, I darted around the monstrous creature, my speed unmatched as I evaded its savage blows.But Hazel was relentless, his attacks coming fast and furious as he sought to overpower me with sheer brute force. With each passing moment, the battle grew more intense, the clash of claw and sinew echoing throughout the chamber.I ducked and weaved, narrowly avoiding each blow as I fought to keep the creature at bay. But despite my best efforts, I could feel my strength waning, the relentless pace of our battle taking its toll on my weary body..The battle raged on, each blow striking home with deadly precision as I fought to bring Hazel to his knees. With a primal snarl, I launched myself at the creature once more, my claws tearing through its flesh with savage ferocity.With one final, decisiv
Mia's POV"Yeah," I grinned at her. "Now please someone tell me what is going on? How did everyone get here?""There is little time for that," Amelia said, a scary amount of hope alight in her eyes. "Alpha King Hazel has gone mad and he is turning people left and right corrupted." I could see that everyone was surprised to hear this. But the forest itself whispered to me that she spoke the truth. "But he also has a way to cure the corruption. It is a wand in beneath his throne."I smiled at her and gazed out at the Sulfur Hands gathered. I did not see Lycidas but that was not a problem. I was certain he was alright."Well guys, it is the night of the blood moon. I have to tell you that I've got a castle to storm so come on out all of you and get away already. You've all done your part for me. Let me do mine for you."I saw them off and turned to face the vague direction of the palace.The eyeball (I could not get its name) had told me; Blood Moon prophecy Layer 5: The Inheritor shall
Mia's POVWith a surge of adrenaline, I plunged the knife into the creature's main body, my hands steady despite the trembling of my limbs. The blade sank deep into its flesh, eliciting a guttural roar of pain as the creature thrashed and writhed beneath me. Each movement was a dance of desperation, a desperate bid for survival against an opponent that seemed unstoppable.But even as I fought with all the strength and skill I could muster, I could feel the tendrils of exhaustion creeping into my limbs, sapping my strength and clouding my thoughts. How many times had I faced this creature? How many times had I died, only to wake and face it once again?The creature's death throes were violent and chaotic, its massive form convulsing with the last vestiges of life as it fought against the inevitable. But I was relentless, my resolve unshakeable as I drove the knife deeper and deeper into its flesh, refusing to let up until the creature lay still and silent beneath me.With a final, ragg
Hazel's POVAs I stand in the dimly lit chamber, the vial of corrupted blood held delicately between my fingers, I can feel the weight of expectation bearing down upon me. Zion's eyes bore into me with a pensive gaze, his expression unreadable as he observes my every move. The air is heavy with anticipation, charged with the possibility of what is to come.With a steady hand, I bring the vial to my lips and drink deeply, allowing the thick, viscous liquid to slide down my throat. The taste is metallic, tinged with a hint of something dark and otherworldly. But as the last drop passes my lips, I feel no surge of power, no sudden transformation. I am not surprised.I never expected the corrupted blood to grant me any sort of supernatural abilities. My purpose in drinking it was not to gain power, but to align myself with the prophecy, to force my way into its narrative. And in that regard, I believe I have succeeded.As I lower the vial, I meet Zion's gaze with a sense of calm resolve.
???'s POV Amidst the vast expanse of the celestial realm, I found myself floating among the stars, my consciousness adrift in a sea of cosmic wonders. Suddenly, a commanding voice reverberated through the void, pulling me from my reverie with its otherworldly resonance."Little thing," the voice called out, its words echoing through the cosmos like the distant rumble of thunder. Startled, I responded tentatively, my voice barely a whisper in the vastness of space. "Who... who's there?"I was ignored as the voice continued to speak. I listened intently as the voice spoke of the troubles that plagued mortals, of the ebb and flow of life, and of the chaos that reigned in the mortal realm. The voice seemed to ramble on for a while, its words swirling around me like a whirlwind of cosmic energy. It spoke of mortals and their endless troubles, of how they always seemed to find new ways to bring chaos and destruction upon themselves. It seemed rather easy to notice that it was the 'eyeball'