Ava’s POVThree days had passed, but the pain in my chest hadn’t lessened. Arthur was gone, and his body had never been found. Without it, there was no real proof of his death, and part of me still clung to the hope that he might return. But deep down, I knew the truth. The kingdom had lost its leader, and I had lost my husband.I sat at the long wooden table in the grand hall, my son cradled in my arms. His tiny breaths were the only thing keeping me grounded.The room was filled with murmurs as the elders whispered to one another. Their faces etched with disappointment and worries. I inhaled deeply, looking for the best way to call their attention. I tapped my fingers on the table, nervously as I darted my eyes from one elder to another. None of them were paying attention to me. Charles walked in, the room went silent slowly as they all turned to him, he bowed to me before walking closer to me and sat at the head of the table, his expression unreadable. Beside him, Amelia stood wi
Ava’s POVI stood up so fast that my chair nearly fell over. My whole body trembled with anger. What were they talking about? How could they do this to me? "You have no right!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the hall, silencing the murmurs of the elders. "Arthur wrote that will himself, You can’t just tear it up and act like it never existed!"Elder Malcolm crossed his arms, his face filled with amusement. "And what will you do, Ava? Ask the witch to summon Arthur’s ghost here to punish us?" A few elders chuckled, their faces etched with mockery. I gritted my teeth. "Arthur was your Alpha! Do you really have no respect for his final wishes?"Elder Marcus smirked. "Arthur is dead, Ava, The dead don’t make the rules. You should be thankful we even recognize you as royalty. Many would have thrown you out of the palace by now."My hands curled into fists. "Thankful?" My voice dripped with anger. "Thankful that you are trying to erase my husband's legacy? Thankful that you are stea
Ava’s POVI rushed into my room, holding my son tightly in my arms. My breath was shaky with rage, my heart pounding in my chest. Everything was falling apart, my mother had turned against me. The council had betrayed me and Arthur, the one council I fought hard to win their trust had turned their backs on me, the moment Arthur and now my son’s future was in danger.As soon as I stepped inside my room, Amelia followed me inside, her face was full of worry. "Ava, what happened?" she asked. “Did you talk to your mother? What the hell is she up to?*I sat down angrily in the chair near the fireplace. My legs felt too weak to hold me up. "I didn’t know," I muttered, shaking my head. "I didn’t know my mother was like this."Amelia knelt beside me, gripping my hand. Her face flickered to anger. "She turned the council against you, Ava," she said. “How could she do something this vile? All the while I thought everything she did for you was to protect you, I can't believe I fought with Arthu
Author's pov. The room was silent as Charles and Amelia exchanged looks. Ava stood by her son’s cradle, gently running her fingers over his small hands, tears flowing down freely. Everything was falling apart, her mother had betrayed her, the council had turned against her, and Arthur was gone. Charles sighed and stepped out of the room, Amelia followed immediately, slamming the door behind her. “Charles, wait up,” she shouted after him, but he ignored her. She increased her steps catching up to him. “Charles, I'm talking to you.”He frowned, and halted, turning to her. “Amelia, you could have almost spilled the news to Ava.”She scoffed. “Why? Are you scared that she would find out we are in a relationship? I lost a child, Charles, does that mean anything to you?*“That was my child too, Amelia,” he snapped. “Do you think I'm not concerned that I lost a child?”Amelia swallowed hard, flickering her eyes away. “I'm sorry.”He lets out a sigh pulling her into a hug. *I'm sorry, I
Ava’s POVAnna’s eyes widened in shock as I finished telling her what had happened, she paced around my room, her arms crossed under her breasts, her expression filled with disbelief.“I can’t believe this,” she muttered, shaking her head. “I never thought your mother could be this… evil, Well I mean she was evil but not like this, I just always thought she was strict, but this?” She stopped pacing and turned to me, her blue eyes full of concern. “Ava, this is beyond betrayal, she’s trying to take everything from you.”“I'm surprised your parents let you come here after hearing everything about Jennifer.”She chuckled, taking her seat. “Are you fucking kidding me, my parents kept rubbing it in my face about how right they were, I had to sneak to the Luna estate to make sure the media wasn't making assumptions…I mean this woman is rhe same woman who would kill the entire world for you.”I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes for a few seconds. “Turns out I was nothing but a tool for her.”“
Ava’s POVIt has been seven days since my mother and I had that hot argument, the news spread like wildfire among the servants that I was losing my mind and might be unfit to raise my child…but somehow my mother turned the rumors to my favour. She must have some hidden agenda. Today was the day Arthur would finally be buried even though we still have no idea where his body was. The elders suggested that they needed to elect a new leader and couldn't do it without burying Arthur, so they decided to bring in a fake, silencing both Charles and I. At least it was good to know that not all elders are in support of Jennifer or what the majority elders were doing. It was kinda shocking that there were still some people that wanted to give me a chance to prove myself as the queen. I stared at the bronze statue, bearing a striking resemblance to Arthur. A gold statue was for elders who died in their old age, the bronze statue was for alpha's that died young and Arthur's was the second. Hi
Ava’s POVI bowed to Arthur's statue one last time, before stepping away, immediately I turned to Charles and Amelia, my face laced with seriousness. “We don’t have time to waste, we have to plan the meeting with Dorian now.”Charles glanced around, his jaw tight. “I have sent words to him, he is yet to reply but I will send word again to him, he has no other choice than to see you.”“Good.” I took a deep breath, trying to push away the weight of my mother’s threats. “My mother has gone too far, we can't let her keep doing to me, she said she’ll destroy everyone, Amelia, Anna, you, if I don’t support her at the council meeting.”Amelia scoffed, her hands balling into fists. “She’s just trying to scare you.”“I don’t think so,” I said, shaking my head. “She was too confident and my mother never makes empty threats.”Charles nodded, glancing around. “Don't let her put fear in you, she just wants to threaten you, you don't need to be tough, you just have to act tough for your son,” h
Ava’s POVThe morning air was crisp as I made my way to Dorian’s estate. My cloak barely shielded me from the chill, but I had bigger concerns. I hadn’t slept much after what Rowan told me, I still couldn't believe Dorian was supporting my mother.I couldn’t let that stand.I needed Dorian on my side, He was powerful and if he backed my mother, I would lose everything and he was also my last card right now. Charles walked beside me, his face filled with disdain. He wasn’t happy that Dorian had suggested we came to his place when it was supposed to be the other way round. “I still don’t see why we have to come here,” he muttered. “I can't believe I almost forgot how full of himself he was, I thought he would have grown out of it after becoming the Alpha, guess I was wrong.”“Charles please, you were the one that suggested that we meet him in the first place,” I reminded him. He forced a smile. “That's because we had no other choice but that doesn't allow him to be disrespectful.”“
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