Arthur’s POV“Ouch,” I winced as pain spread through my body as I sat on the edge of the bed. My breath was heavy, and every small movement sent sharp aches through my ribs, my skin was still covered in blood stains. Amelia sat still, applying lotions to the wound, totally ignoring the pain I gave her. Sometimes I wish I could just punch her right in the face. “Stop acting like a pussy,” she scoffed, intentionally pressing the bruises on my knuckles. Charles stood beside me, watching closely, his hands folded on his chest. Elena turned to him. “You have been staring at Arthur for a while now, are you shocked that your Alpha got beaten up by some rogues or are you angry?”“Both,” Charles replied, taking in deep breaths, his hands finding their way to his pockets. “Aren't you also curious that Arthur was beaten up by some nobodies?”I scoffed, shooting him a glare. Why does he have to make it sound like my fault?“I was going to ask that question later,” Amelia said, closing her box
Ava’s POVI hurried down the hallway, ignoring the pain in my shoulder, my heart pounding loudly in my chest as I rushed toward my room. Even though I was left battered I had only one concern and that was my son.As I neared the door, I heard his cries from inside. The sound made my chest tighten, I pushed open the door quickly and saw a palace maid rocking him, she looked up at me, her face was filled with worry as she tried to calm him.“My Lady,” she said softly, her face flickered to relief. “He won’t stop crying, I have tried everything but he won't stop,” she revealed.I didn’t waste a second, I took my son from her arms, holding him close, his cries slowly turned to soft whimpers as I rocked him in my hands. His small hands clung to my dress, and I kissed his head, feeling my own tears well up.“Thank you,” I said to the maid. “You would be greatly rewarded for protecting him.”She smiled, waving her hand to disapprove of my offer. “He is the next Alpha of the pack, it's my
Arthur’s POVThe room was dark except for the flickering light from the torches on the stone walls.Immediately I walked in, the sentinels stood up, bowing their heads in respect, Amelia rushed to me. “Bad news,” she revealed, her face etched with worries.My brows furrowed in curiosity as she leaned closer. “Jennifer took some elders with her.”My jaws fell open. “Those ungrateful assholes,” I cussed, my face flickering to rage. “I should have just killed them immediately.”Charles stood up, walking closer to me, he leaned closer, his voice dropping. “Arthur, none of these people know that you have lost your wolf,” he paused as our eyes locked. “You are their last hope, don't screw this up.”“I still stand by my decision that I don't want my wolf back and I want to step down from the throne and lead a normal life with Ava but I have a feeling that Jennifer wouldn't let that happen.”He nods in agreement. “We go down protecting our home, brother.”“We go down together,” I nodded in ag
Jennifer’s POVJennifer’s heels made sharp sounds against the cold stone floor as she walked through the dark hallway of the mansion. The torches on the walls flickered, casting shadows that danced as she moved past them, the people walking beside her, murmuring among themselves. “How can she be so calm, our plans are failing, this is so frustrating, I can't believe I actually sided with her,” someone muttered, her voice low but loud enough for Jennifer to hear. Jennifer halted suddenly, turning to her with a cold glare. “What did you say?” She growled. Ever frozen, staggered backwards as Jennifer took a step closer. “I'm asking you what you just said,” Jennifer snapped. The lady flinched, her body shaking in fear. “Well, I was just worried about Arthur's appearance,” she stuttered. Jennifer's lips slowly curled into a smile. “Really?” She scoffed, holding the woman's head firmly. “Are you scared?”The woman swallowed hard, her heart beating loudly. “A little bit,” the woman st
Arthur’s POVI walked into my room, my head full of thoughts from the meeting. Ava was cradling the little boy in her hands, she quickly rushed to me. “I can never get used to knowing that you have lost your wolf,” she said, forcing a smile as she handed me the child. I chuckled. “At least I can hold my child now.”She nods her head quietly, her face flickering to a mixture of confusion and curiosity. “So what did they talk about in the meeting? Did you tell them?”“Tell me what? That I'm leaving?” I asked, rocking my son in my arms, admiring his tiny face. He reminded me of my grandfather. She swallowed hard. “Both, did you tell them that you are leaving?”I raised my eyes, locking eyes with her. “I didn't tell them…yet.”“Oh,” she muttered, looking disappointed. “Ava, I'm doing this for both of us,” I defended. She shook her head, turning back. "We're not leaving," she said firmly, turning back to me. “We can't.”I let out a slow breath, placing the child on the bed. "Ava—""N
Arthur’s POVDorian’s face was pale, his hands shaking as he grabbed my shoulder. "Arthur, we made a terrible mistake," he whispered, his voice filled with fear.A cold feeling settled in my stomach. "What do you mean?"Dorian took a deep breath and glanced over his shoulder as if expecting something to appear from the darkness. "The dark magic ritual… Something went wrong."I frowned. "What are you talking about? You said the ritual was safe, that everything went as planned."Dorian pressed his lips into a thin line and hesitated. "I thought it was," he admitted, guilt in his voice. “How bad is it?” I frowned. “Dorian,” Charles called from behind, his brows furrowed in curiosity. “What are you doing here?”Dorian turned to Charles, placing his hands in his pocket. “I think we are doomed.”“Doomed?” Amelia shouted from behind.Damn, where did they come from? Seems like there is no secret place in the Luna's house after the war. “What happened with the ritual?” She demanded. “Well,
Ava’s POVThe wooden door creaked open as I walked in, Elena sat near the fire, staring at the fire, clearly lost in thoughts. I took a deep breath and walked inside, I hadn’t seen her since she tried to kill me. Elena looked up when she heard me enter, her blue eyes filled with a mixture of shock and guilt. “Hi,” I smiled, stepping closer to her. “It's been long.”She smiled. “Almost four months.”I chuckled, nodding my head in agreement, my eyes scanning through the room. This was becoming awkward already. “So I heard you were the one taking care of Arthur when he was in coma, thank you very much.”“It was my fault anyway, so you don't need to be grateful,” she forced a smile, her voice laced with sadness. “So can I help you?”“We haven’t talked since…” I paused, unsure how to finish my sentence. “Since that night.”Elena sighed and turned away. “Ava… I was wrong.”“No,” I shook my head. “I really don't resent you for that.”“You have alright to,” she said calmly. “I would be ma
Ava’s POv. I turned around, my heart hammering loudly in my chest as I stared at the darkness. This wasn't what I was expecting. I was expecting a shiny room with people sitting down on golden chairs. “Hello,” I shouted, my voice echoing into the darkness. “Is anyone there?” I shouted again but all only my echoes responded back. Taking in deep breaths I decided to move around, it wasn't like I was seeing anything, suddenly a bright light shone in the distance.I swallowed hard, slowly moving towards the light. “Ava,” someone called. I froze, my heart racing as I slowly turned to the direction. A woman slowly walks out of the darkness, a bright smile playing on her lips. “Ava,” she called, reaching for me. I staggered backwards, my hands shaking. “Who are you?” I frowned, my breath heavy. “You have grown so much,” she smiled, trying to reach for me again, her voice filled with tears. “Don't you come close to me,” I snapped looking around wondering if I was in the wrong place.
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