Mia's POV The darkness pressed down on me like a heavy blanket. Only it was weightless and infinite. It stretched on as far as I could see, and I felt so lost in it.It was suffocating, and I felt a huge wave of fear crash over me as I wondered where I was.Then, points of light appeared in the distance. Relief crashed over me with as much intensity as the fear had.Thank goddess. Perhaps the light could lead me out of this suffocating darkness. But when I tried to move, I couldn't. In fact, I couldn't feel any part of my body.It was like I had no body, just a formless soul floating in the darkness. As panic set in, the points of light increased in number and expanded, and soon, it was like I was looking at the night sky.Only no night sky had stars in such an unnaturally beautiful formation. They twinkled and shone in the darkness, forming themselves into the formation.I stared at the points of light in awe.And then, as abruptly as they had come, they were gone, leaving me alone
Selena's POVThe figure turned slowly, and in the flickering torchlight, their face remained obscured. A sinister smile played on their lips, and the silence that followed spoke louder than any words.A whisper escaped their lips, sending a chill down my spine. "Welcome home, Luna. Nightshade has left its mark, but it seems we have barely made a dent. Damian tells me you're a very weak Luna."The voice sent shivers down my spine. I wouldn't be able to describe if I was asked to, but it carried an edge to it that sent my instincts tingling. "Who are you?" I asked. Another heavy silence from his end sent my heart beating. The person retreated further into the shadows."Beat me and you shall find out," he said. "Or you can let me. I would appreciate having the freedom to search through the castle and uncover your secrets," As it spoke, it retreated further down the hall. But I was frozen where I stood, uncertain whether to pursue or retreat. The mysterious stranger sounded really da
Hazel's POV Then a wolf crept out of the trees and faced me head on. Vaguely, I could sense other wolves in the trees, but they kept out of sight. The wolf turned to his human form. "Hazel," the person said. "Damian tells me you have an iron will," "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Vance," the man replied, his voice laced with a dark edge. "I've heard tales of your ruthless reign, Alpha King. But tales can be deceiving, can't they?"I eyed Vance cautiously, my wolf instincts on high alert. The other wolves in the trees remained hidden, their presence adding to the sense of impending danger."What do you want?" I demanded, my posture tense.Vance chuckled, a sinister sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "I want to see if the rumors about your strength hold true. A little test, if you will."Without waiting for my response, Vance lunged at me, and the forest echoed with the clash of our fur and the thud of our bodies hitting the ground. The fight began, and the air crackled with ten
Hazel's POVFor a dangerous moment, I paused, frozen in the motion of lunging, my eyes stuck to the flash of silver. I had heard tales about the emblem. It served as a batch to the highest ranking members of the Silver Hands. But you would hardly see any that is completely silver. Most of them would be just a hand, which a patch of silver somewhere on it. Yet, the one before my eyes was completely silver. Just what was the man's rank? "Ahh!" The sound escaped my mouth as the man sent me flying. Eleven feet into the air. A freaking eleven feet into the air. And I was very heavy in my wolf form, being an alpha wolf. Just how string was this guy too? Though I wondered, I quickly prepared to land on my feet, ready to fight or counter any attack. Few seconds distraction had caused me this, and I wasn't about to let it cost me any more than the jar of hitting the ground from eleven feet height. But my eyes widened as I looked down and saw the man. He was directly below me, in his hu
Mia's POV"Is that Maya?" I heard a cheery voice ask. In a few seconds, the owner rushed into the cave. She froze when she saw me, and surprise followed by distaste flashed across her face. The distaste remained, even when the surprise was gone. "The bear's didn't tear you to pieces?" she asked, scowling at me. "You can go to hell! You can't be the one in the prophecy if you're so stupid!" At the moment I saw her face, I remembered the words she had screamed as I escaped the shack almost as if she just spoke them moments ago. It was the first time I had heard about the prophecy, so I still remembered it clearly. "Hey, they're no bears in hell," I replied. We glared at each other, and I suddenly realised the air was thick with our… enmity? I wasn't sure if we were enemies since I didn't know how I offended her, but I certainly wasn't in her list of favorite people. "What is the fool talking about?" she asked no one in particular. There were only Lycidas, she and I in the room
Mia's POV "Mabel tells me you don't know the details of the prophecy yet?" it was more a question than a statement. I looked at the a little too but cheery alpha and nodded. We were seated in the cage we had taken as our sitting room, the same exact one we had first been in when the wolves chased us out of the cottage that night. "That's not right," Alpha Fenrir said, a little disgruntled with my reply. He turned to look at Mabel who was seated at a corner. "She's not strong enough," Mabel muttered defensively. "And she's too dumb for it too," Martha said. To my surprise, Lycidas glared at her. She glared right back and soon, they were caught in a contest of who would look away first. My mind tuned out of what Alpha Fenrir was saying as it tried to contain the absurdity of what it was seeing. Surely, that couldn't be Lycidas standing up for me, could it? I punched myself, just to be sure I was not dreaming. The pain was real. But it didn't make sense. We took every opportunit
Chapter 102Mia's POV "Mabel tells me you don't know the details of the prophecy yet?" it was more a question than a statement. I looked at the a little too but cheery alpha and nodded. We were seated in the cage we had taken as our sitting room, the same exact one we had first been in when the wolves chased us out of the cottage that night. "That's not right," Alpha Fenrir said, a little disgruntled with my reply. He turned to look at Mabel who was seated at a corner. "She's not strong enough," Mabel muttered defensively. "And she's too dumb for it too," Martha said. To my surprise, Lycidas glared at her. She glared right back and soon, they were caught in a contest of who would look away first. My mind tuned out of what Alpha Fenrir was saying as it tried to contain the absurdity of what it was seeing. Surely, that couldn't be Lycidas standing up for me, could it? I punched myself, just to be sure I was not dreaming. The pain was real. But it didn't make sense. We took ever
Mia's POVAlpha Fenrir turned to look at Lycidas with something akin to humour born of unbelief in his eyes. "Gonzalo told me you lost your memories. He didn't tell me you also lost your dignity, boy," he said. Lycidas's face showed confusion for a moment, then his face heated as he realized what he just did. "Well, it's not like it was my fault…" he mumbled defensively. "And it fulfills the prophecy, doesn't it?" his voice was bolder now. Alpha Fenrir continued looking at him, but there was curiosity in his face now. "What do you mean it's not your fault?" he asked. Lycidas blushed even more. By the side, Martha sniggered quietly, but stopped when Mabel shot her a glare. The corners of her mouth turned down though, and I noticed she was glaring at Lycidas with disdain. "Well…." Lycidas began. "Everything I know was told to me by Alpha Gonzalo," he said. "I can't remember anything beyond when he found me half dead with a knife in my throat." "Alright," Alpha Fenrir nodded. Ly
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'
???'s POVI opened my mouth to protest, to demand answers to the questions that burned within me, but she cut me off with a dismissive wave of her hand. "I don't want to hear it," she said coldly, her gaze hardening as she turned away from me. "Just go. Leave me alone. Go do whatever you want to. I don't care. My Lycidas is not here. Please, just... Stop. You truly are not Lycidas. I do not know who you are, but you are not my beloved."I stood there in stunned silence, the weight of her words hanging heavy in the air between us. Part of me wanted to press her for answers, to demand to know what she meant by all of this. But another part of me knew that it was futile – that she would not deign to repeat herself. And even though I could not claim to know much else, I knew somehow that she was hundred percent certain that I was not Lycidas. And not in a character or behavioural kind of way. As in, I was fundamentally not Lycidas.With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away, the sound o
Lycidas' POVThe soft glow of moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle illumination over Mia's room as I sat by her bedside, my fingers intertwined with hers as if holding onto a lifeline. The rhythmic rise and fall of her chest was the only indication of life, her face serene in slumber as she lay unconscious before me.I never realized how much I would miss her until now – the absence of her laughter, her vibrant energy, leaving a gaping hole in my heart that seemed impossible to fill. And yet, here she lay, so close yet so far, trapped in the grasp of an unknown darkness that threatened to consume her whole.I squeezed her hand gently, willing her to wake up, to return to me so that I could see the light in her eyes once more. But no matter how fervently I wished for her recovery, she remained still, her breathing steady but shallow, a silent reminder of the fragility of life.My mind drifted back to that fateful night when the ritual had gone awry, the memory of t
Amelia's POVI sat in the room with Alpha Gonzales and the injured Alpha Fenrir, my mind consumed by a whirlwind of thoughts and worries. The conversation between the two Alphas drifted in and out of my consciousness, the words fading into the background as I struggled to focus on the present moment.My thoughts kept returning to the letter I had received just before setting off with Alpha Gonzales—a missive that had filled me with a sense of foreboding unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The words were etched into my mind, haunting me with their ominous implications.In my mind's eye, I saw the image of the small mouse, my faithful messenger, as it hurried into my room with urgent purpose. Its tiny paws had trembled as it presented me with the letter, a sense of urgency emanating from its very being. With trembling hands, I had broken the seal and unfolded the parchment, my heart sinking as I read the words inscribed upon it.The once cryptic message had become alarmingly