"What if she intentionally took away your mind to aid her fellow demons?" My wolf cried out in pain and anguish, and his words hit me like a bomb, sending chills down my spine as his words sounded so true.Ella just used her spell to keep me bound. I was tricked again by her, and this time it might cost my life. Love had failed me. Love had messed me up again. It had destroyed me!"You got what you badly wanted..." I slurred out as she held onto me, crying and shaking me. Those tears were fake. Her love for me couldn't stop her from accomplishing her mission for the demons. Even when she fell for me while working for the demons, it didn't stop her from performing this last enchantment to bring me down."Dracula, please don't die! You don't have to accept me, but please, you can't die. I will also kill myself out of guilt because I caused your death!" She screeched, caressing my cheeks as she peered into my face, her tears dropping endlessly."Oh...what a romantic show between two path
With full force and rage, the demon charged at us with a dark fog in the form of a fireball in his palms, ready to strike me down, but before it could touch me, I wrapped my hand around Ella's waist and swirled swiftly with the speed of light away from his hit, making it blast the tree behind us instead. Before he could regain his stance and turn to strike me again, I had unleashed a powerful blow to his belly, flinging him so hard that the tree he slammed on broke down.He stood again, trying to stay strong, but those legs were already badly injured, and even his hands were dislocated, their joints jutting at an uneven angle. All his body was shaking as he stared up at my huge figure in horror, holding his stomach as thick red blood spilled from his mouth profusely.I was in my Lycan beast form, having half wolf and human form, but this time, I had that fire burning in me, and my back was aching as if something was about to sprout from each side like pairs of wings. When I breathed,
Scarlett POVIt had been two days since we hadn't seen Ella. I left her at school that day; she insisted on returning Dracula's bank card, and since then until today, no one had seen her or known of her whereabouts.The alpha had sent several warriors to scout through every nook and cranny of the pack to fetch her and bring her back to the royal packhouse, where she would be severely punished for breaking the first and most important rule given to her, which forbade her from attempting to escape.Never had I believed she would have the courage to do something like this, knowing fully well that the alpha can easily find her wherever she hides, as long as it is in this pack and around the neighborhood. Her scent will always give her away.It was morning and the third day that Ella had been missing without being found, and that was something so shocking to hear.I had woken up from sleep but had no strength to go to school as I sat there on the bed wondering where the hell Ella could be.
There was a loud silence, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes as they all stared bewildered at her, especially Laura, who kept blinking and squinting her eyes at Ella, who looked so different than we all knew.She appeared so different, yet I couldn't put my finger on what had changed in her. Maybe it was the confidence in her entire appearance—how her eyes, which had always held sadness and dejection, were suddenly glistening with pride like those of a queen who was controlling an empire.Laura told me Ella fought with a high-ranking demon, but she doesn't look like one who went through a slight brawl. Her dress was still clean.She still wore her school uniform, but it was suddenly well ironed and fitting to her body as if a new one had been made specially for her. Her brown hair, which had always been messed up and disheveled, was now permed, gleaming as it flowed down to her back like a waterfall.There was also a pearl hair pin fixed at the side, making her suddenly appear li
Ella's POVI was almost in tears as I strode through the passage, heading out of the royal packhouse, a place where I was born and bred. A place that I once called home and found peace and love.My eyes were already wet as I fought back my tears, wondering how things changed so fast.The people I called my family were my worst enemies, who hated me so much that it appeared so unrealistic. I had been missing for two days, and my father had already arranged a meeting to discuss a celebration.My death was a celebration and great news to them all because their dumb heads thought I was a demon spy. They see me as a curse, not knowing that I have their lives on my palm. Whether this pack exists or not lies in my palm.Those two days, I had met face to face with the godmother of the werewolves. The moon goddess had taken me into the spirit realm, right in the heart of the moon, far away from earth. A place that had no sorrow or trace of pain. It was like a paradise where everyone would die
Selene's POVMy heart was burning and ramming aggressively in rage and great fury, making me breathe heavily as I clenched both fists, wishing I could rush at her at that moment and devour her into pieces, but I just couldn't do all that because I was in intense pain all over my face from her hot slap.My cheek stung so painfully, forcing tears to spring out of my eyes while I heard myself sulking and fighting to stop crying like a baby, which was so uncontrollably loud even when I was utterly ashamed of it.I wished I had been able to hold it back and act tough after noticing the prying eyes of the students who had gathered around me in shock and disbelief at what just happened. I was introduced to the entire school yesterday as a special student to be treated above others since I had a connection with the Lycan kingdom. After he saw the Lycan King token I had with me, he realized I wasn't to be treated like a common werewolf like the other students. He called for an emergency gathe
My eyes scanned through his face as I grimaced, tucking a few stray strands of hair off my face aggressively as I gave him a questioning look. He exhaled heavily and dipped his hands into his pockets, his eyes glinting with dangerous emotions like a serial killer who just missed his prey. He seemed to be thinking a lot in his head, and I knew it was the best way to put a smile on my face. That was all he had been concerned about all his life. He doesn't believe he has a life of his own, nor does he care about his own desires. He was going to do everything possible to make me get what I wanted and be happy again. "What weakness does Ella have, and how in hell did she get all these powers you are mentioning? So you mean both of us can't attack and defeat her together?" I grunted, and he shook his head sideways before squatting right in front of me. He moved his palm to my reddened cheek and blew air from his mouth to it. "Does it still hurts? I am so sorry for this. I rather die tha
He was backing Randy, who had successfully stood to his feet and was about to launch a deadly attack at him from behind. We both thought he hadn't seen him until my brother took just a single step forward.Dracula spun swiftly like the wind, and before Randy could see it coming, he flung me hard at him, jamming us together with full force that almost made me pass out as we both crashed and stumbled heavily on the ground.The intense pain was draining the life out of me as I groaned and coughed out clots of blood. I could feel the joint in my arms had shifted, hurting immeasurably, and I found no strength to cry."I'll show you both why I am the Lycan prince here and now!" The thunderous voice of Dracula rumbled in my already sore brain, and I could only shut my eyes and sadly await my death. Love—or rather, obsession—temporarily blinded me to the fact that I was playing with fire. I was playing around with the most dangerous man ever to live on earth. Every wolf knows he was so cruel