Ava's pov. Anna and I moved through the darkened halls of my childhood home, our footsteps light against the wooden floor. The house smelled the same, old books, fresh flowers, and a hint of my mother’s perfume. It was strange being back.We reached my bedroom, and I hesitated before opening the door.The room looked untouched, as if waiting for me to return. My bed was neatly made, the shelves lined with books and small trinkets from my past. I stayed at the door for a little while, memories flashing through my mind, late nights studying, hiding under the blankets with a book when I was supposed to be asleep, listening to the rain against the window.“My room,” I smiled as I stepped in. “I really missed this place,” I laughed, jumping on the bed. “I'm sorry, do you guys need a minute?” Anna joked, walking to my drawer and pulling out a book. “Awwn you still have the tooth you lost when I pulled you out of the river.”“Yeah,” I smiled, walking up to her. “That was the first gift y
AUTHOR'S POV. The elders sat in a semicircle inside the council chamber, their expressions tense. The room was large, with tall windows letting in the pale afternoon light. They had gathered to talk about Arthur's recent failures in catching the queen's people. Arthur had recently caught some of the queen's people but they escaped, those who couldn't die mysteriously. This angered the elders, they wanted answers.“Arthur is incompetent,” one of the elders stated firmly. “He has failed time and time again. The Queen’s men escaped under his watch.”Another elder leaned forward. “It wasn't his fault entirely. The Queen’s men were skilled. We all underestimated them.”Jennifer sat with her hands folded on the table, a small self satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Excuses,” she said. “Arthur has proven himself weak. The Devil Alpha should be stronger.”Silence fell over the room. Some of the elders nodded in agreement. Others remained calm. “This isn't Arthur,” another said. “This
Ava’s POVI sat in my room, my hands gripping the edges of my chair. My mind raced with thoughts I didn’t want to believe. My mother… working with the Queen’s people? It made no sense, yet the evidence was there, staring me in the face.How could she? How could my mother, Jennifer, be involved with the very people we were fighting against?Arthur was furious.He paced the room, his hands clenched into fists. “We were this close,” he growled, his voice tight with frustration. “This is close to catching them, and once again, they slipped away.”I stayed quiet, watching him. He was livid, his jaw tight, his body trembling with anger.“There’s a spy in the palace,” he continued. “Someone is feeding them information.” He turned to me, his golden eyes burning. “We kept everything quiet, yet somehow, they still knew. How?”I swallowed hard. My heart pounded against my ribs.Should I tell him?Should I tell him that the person he was looking for, the traitor, was my own mother?I gripped the
Ava’s POVTwo hours had passed.I sat in Arthur’s office, staring at the stack of documents Charles had pulled from my mother’s office. My hands trembled as I reached for them.“This is everything we found,” Charles said, his voice neutral. “All the documents, all the records. Everything.”Arthur sat beside me, his jaw clenched, his golden eyes cold as he flipped through the papers.I felt sick.Every sheet of paper, every note—it was exactly the same as what we had seen before. Nothing has changed..But why? I turned to my mother, watching her calm expression. How could she be this calm when she has been exposed? Do I really know Jennifer?Arthur picked up a document showing the elders present, their mouths falling open in shock as they exchanged glances. “This is impossible,” Elder Rowan shouted. “Jennifer isn't only a sly bitch but she is also a traitor, who knows if she is the queen herself.”My mother scoffed, folding her hands under her breasts. “This is why I kept those docum
Ava’s POVI barely heard the Elders’ accusations ringing through Arthur’s office. My heart was pounding too loudly.“You are unfit to be Luna of this pack.”Tears flowing down my cheeks, almost weighing me down. They were not wrong but it was just sad that no matter how hard I try I will never be loved by anyone.I had to find my mother. At least I should apologize to the one person that made me who I was today. Ignoring Arthur’s calls, I rushed out of the office and into the hallway. I ran down the hallway, but I couldn't find her, it was as if she had disappeared into thin air. I saw a maid cleaning the sculptures, so I rushed to her. “Have you seen my mother?” I demanded. She nodded, pointing to the direction. “I think she went that way.”I nodded and went in that direction. “Luna, be careful,” she shouted after me. “You are pregnant.”I ignored her warnings and ran after my mother, not actually running but it was more of pushing all my strength to get to my mother. The moment
Arthur’s POVI inhaled deeply, taking my seat. Ava had just succeeded in making a fool of herself, more like I have made a fool of myself. C'mon,I know Ava, she is my fucking wife, I should have investigated it myself before lunging at Jennifer. Well who cares, she deserved everything, it's a shame I didn't kill her when I had the chance. The Elders were still gathered, their judgmental gazes still on me.“This is unacceptable,” Elder Marcus declared, shaking his head. “Her behavior is reckless. It puts the pack at risk.”“She made a mistake,” I defended. “A misunderstanding, that’s all.”Elder Rowan scoffed. “Misunderstanding or not, Arthur, this is just another sign of her instability. We cannot afford a Luna who acts on emotion rather than reason.”I scoffed, standing up from my seat slowly, it made the Elders staggered backwards, their confidence crumpling. “Ava was doing what she thought best for the pack, that was her mother, she could have hidden it and moved on.”The Elder
Arthur’s POVIt had been two days. Two long, frustrating days, and Jennifer had come up with nothing. No leads, No suspects, No captured spies. Nothing I sat in my office, my patience wearing thin. Across from me, Charles leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his expression grim. Amelia stood by the window, watching the courtyard below."This isn’t working," Charles said finally. "We both know it."Amelia exhaled sharply. "We have tried before. We searched every corner of this pack for the Queen’s people, and nothing. If they were that easy to find, they’d be dead already."I inhaled deeply, swirling my pen in between my fingers. “Arthur,” Amelia shouted walking to me. “How can you be this calm?* I shrugged.“Shouldn't I be?” I chuckled. “The elders think that Jennifer has more connections than the pack,” I paused with a shrug. “Which is true anyway—” Amelia cut me off. “How does that affect us?” Amelia spat. “I can't believe how quickly the elders switch sides, I wonder if they w
Arthur’s POVI took a step back, my breath hitching in my throat. No. This couldn’t be right. They had the wrong person.Garrick rushed over to him, pulling him away from my grip. “Now he can face judgement.”I chuckled, shaking my head in disagreement. “Is this some kind of joke? If it is, I suggest you stop now.”Garrick shook his head, his face etched with confusion. “No, he is the spy.” I shook my head, forcing my voice to remain steady."You’re wrong," I said, swallowing hard. "This isn’t a spy. This is the Gamma of my fucking pack, how could he be the guy?* I spat, anger flaring up through my veins. “Sire, I don't know what to tell you but Jennifer—” I cut him off. “Jennifer?* I scoffed. “Jennifer told you he is the spy and you believe her? He is your fucking boss.”“Sire, she brought proof,” he pressed on. “I have proven and I am your Alpha, let him go,” I commanded, my voice filled with venom and authority. Garrick exchanged glances with the sentinels but reluctantly rele
Arthur’s POVWe all sat in the war room, with a few head sentinels, everyone looked tense, some looked afraid, who wouldn't be? This was supposed to be the biggest war of the centuries, one that would decide our fate. Dorian moved to the shelf picking out some maps and threw them on the table. “This is the complete map of my palace.”Charles stepped forward, spreading the maps. “Don't you think it's a stupid move for Jennifer to attack a palace she knows nothing about? She has no idea the layout structure—” Dorian cuts him off.“Are you seriously suggesting there is a mole in my palace?” He frowned. “Yes, I do think there might be a mole in this palace, but it's not your fault, most of our people turned on us.”I nodded, my fingers tracing the structure of the palace on the map. “There are a lot of hiding places that we can use to ambush them, what's this place?” I asked, pointing at a location on the map. “It's an escape route,” he replied, looking at me. “But only I have the key.
Author’s POVAmelia stood in the middle of a broken house, her heart pounding loudly as the wind rushed through the empty stone walls, carrying the smell of damp earth and the past. This was the house she used to live with her family before Arthur killed her parents. She had decided to come here one last time and see her sister, the only family she had left, Elizabet. Elizabeth was standing right in front of her, Amelia didn’t know what to say or how to feel, she just stared at her. Elizabeth looked the same and different at the same time. Her dark hair was longer and her eyes looked more cold. She wore a black cloak that covered every part of her body, the only thing that wasn't covered was her head and that was because her cloud was down. “Amelia,” Elizabeth said. Amelia swallowed hard, taking a small step forward. “Elizabeth,” she muttered, almost to herself. For a long moment, none of them spoke, They just stared at each other. “You look well,” Elizabeth finally said, her
Ava’s POVArthur stood a few feet away from me, his arms crossed, his golden eyes locked onto mine. He had the look of a man who wouldn’t take no for an answer.“Again,” he said firmly.I groaned, wiping sweat from my forehead. My body ached from hours of training. “Arthur, we’ve been at this forever.”He didn’t budge. “And we’ll keep going until you get it right.”Frustration bubbled inside me. “I don’t even know what I’m doing. How am I supposed to control something I don’t understand?”“Then you need to understand what is inside you,” he said firmly. I rolled my eyes. “What is inside me then?” I shrugged. He hummed, nodding his head in agreement. “Then let's start with that, because there is no way you can control something you don't know.”“Seriously,” I groaned. More lessons again. “Can't we just cut some slack? I'm seriously tired, I need rest.”“Rest?” He scoffed. “You can only get rest if you are ready to wake up in a dungeon full of rouges.”My lips curled into a smirk. “I
Arthur’s POVThe dagger trembled in my grip as I stared at Ava beneath me, her chest rose and fell rapidly, her wide eyes mirroring my shock.This wasn’t possible. The Devil Alpha…was Ava?“Ava?” I called, my voice laced with shock. She blinked up at me, just as confused. “Arthur…what’s happening?”Almost an hour later, we were all seated quietly in a room, our eyes locked on Ava, no one ever thought Ava could be the devil Alpha. “Okay,” Ava frowned, breaking the silence. “Can you guys just stop staring at me like I am some punk?”Amelia folded her hands under her breasts. “Well—well,” she stuttered, still looking confused. “We are just confused,” I blurted out. “None of us ever imagined that you were the devil Alpha, I mean you were so close to us.”Amelia nodded in agreement. “This has only gone from bad to crazy,” she laughed, biting her lips. “This is just so hard to believe.”“I can't believe you kept this away from me,” the words came out as I stared at her in disbelief and d
Arthur's pov. The chamber was dim, filled with flickering candlelight that cast long shadows on the stone walls. We sat quietly glancing glances at each other as the black witch continued with her work. Amelia moved to her, whispering something to her, the witch turned to her with a cold glare. “What do you know about black magic?” She questioned her, her expressions flickered to disdain. “What the hell do you think you can do to help me?”Amelia frowned, stepping back. “I just wanted to help, you don't have to be harsh with your words.”I winced as I clutched my wounded arm. The pain was almost unbearable, I can't believe this was what my victims had to pass through before they died. Amelia walked to me. “Who does she think she is?” She eyed. “I am almost the best witch in our time, just because I don't practice black magic doesn't mean my powers aren't as powerful as it.”I smiled, despite the pain. “It's okay, Amelia, just let her go to work.”Amelia rolled her eyes as the bla
Ava’s POVI took a step forward, my hands shaking as I saw Jennifer smiling at me while the men held my aunt down."Let her go," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, maintaining eye contact with her. Jennifer tilted her head, amusement in her eyes. "Ava, is that any way to greet your mother?""You are not my mother," I snapped.“I raised you, Ava, for over twenty years, doesn't that make me your mother?”I scoffed, holding my son tightly. “More like bred me for your selfish desires.”“I did what I had to do,” she smiled, looking at the door, nodding her head. “Two impure wolves living together,” she turned to me, tilting her head to the side. “What did you guys do to the door?”I staggered backwards. “I don't know what you are talking about?”She chuckled, inhaling deeply. “You really know how to get on my nerves,” she said and signaled the men. Another man stepped forward, punching her hard on her stomach. “Let her go,” I shouted, taking a step forward. “Don't,” my Aunt shout
Ava’s POVI woke up feeling like I had been crushed under a mountain, every muscle in my body ached, my throat felt like something hot just passed through it, and my head pounded like a drum in the middle of a storm.I frowned, my eyes scanning the room. “Great, I'm still in this house,” I said, forcing myself up, my hand went to my neck, rubbing it gently. Until I froze, my eyes widened in alarm. I remembered everything, I got up immediately and turned to the mirror, my heart beating fast. The demon, it was in the mirror last night. I can't believe I actually slept off last night. I swallowed hard, turning to my son. He was still sleeping comfortably. I slowly turned back to the mirror, my hand went to my throat. “Maybe you just had a bad dream, Ava,” I muttered, trying to calm myself.I rushed outside, scanning the environment, everywhere looked normal, I let out a sigh of relief, concluding that it was a dream.Then my eyes landed on my aunt who stood at the door, looking outsi
Arthur’s POVThe Devil Alpha lunged at me like I was some mortal enemy, I didn't even know when it jumped, it was too fast for my eyes to catch, one moment it was staring at me with those glowing red eyes and the next thing I knew it was a few inches away from me. It grabbed me, sinking its teeth inside my arm, I screamed in pain as blood gushed out and I could have sworn I heard my bones crushing under its grip. As if that wasn't enough it threw me away, slamming into a hard tree, I remained on the ground, clutching my shoulder, the pain was too much to process. The rest just stood there in fear watching everything as the beast slowly walked towards me as though trying to make its power known to me, and I would say it was working because my eyes rolled at the back of my head and I almost fainted but the pain glued my eyes open.The beast loomed over me, its fangs bared, hot breath washing over my face.“Guys do something,” Amelia shouted. Oh, now they want to do something.Charle
Arthur’s POVThe smell of old books and burning sage filled the air as the black witch was preparing the ritual, moving around a circle of black candles. Their flames flickered, making strange shadows dance on the walls. Amelia stood by the door, arms crossed on her chest, her eyes locked on the witch. Charles paced back and forth behind her, his frustration clear in the way he moved. Dorian sat on the edge of his desk, quiet for once, just watching.I walked over to Amelia, placing a hand on her shoulder, she flinched under my touch. “Are you okay?” She forced a smile and nodded.“Look I know you are scared, but I want you to know that I will protect you till my last breath, but it's not too late to back out, you deserve to be happy.”She chuckled. “I'm fine,” she said, forcing a smile. “I just have a lot in my mind.”I studied her for a while, my eyes flickering to her hands finding their way to her stomach, her eyes filled with tears. I knew about Charles and Amelia long ag