Ava's POVI ran down the staircase, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. The sight of Arthur dangling from the broken rod or falling down the building sent shivers down my spine. “Arthur, hold on,’’ I cried, my voice cracking as I nearly tripped on a loose board.I bumped my belly on the staircase handle, I screamed immediately clutching my belly, I have never felt this frustrated and scared at the same time in my life. Halfway down, Elena appeared, blocking my way. Her eyes were wide, searching my face.“What’s happened?” She asked. “Where is Arthur? What happened to Arthur?” she asked, panic creeping into her voice.“Move,” I barked, shoving past her. “He’s hurt. I need to get to him!”Elena followed immediately, I didn't want her near me but I couldn’t waste time arguing.When I reached the ground, I found Arthur struggling to get on his feet. I saw Oliver too, he was really injured but wasn't really hurt enough to keep him on the ground. Before I could reach Arthur, Oliver’s
Ava’s POVI clutched Arthur to my chest, screaming, his eyes shut tightly. I couldn’t stop crying, my tears soaking his bloodied shirt.“Arthur, wake up. Please wake up,” I cried, shaking him gently, desperate to see his golden eyes again.“Get away from him,” Elena snapped, shoving me to the ground as she held Arthur in her hands, tears flowing down her cheeks. “This is your fault,” she snapped. “No,” I screamed, pulling my hair. “This isn't my fault, please don't let him die.”I crawled back to his side, my fingers trembling as reached for the dagger in his chest.“I need to get it out,” I whispered, reaching for the blade.Elena grabbed my wrist, her grip firm. “No, Wolfsbane is coating that dagger. If you pull it out now, it will kill him before we can even try to save him,” she warned. The world around me was blurry as tears clouded my vision, the sentinels lifted Arthur carefully, rushing him toward a waiting car. I stumbled to my feet, trying to follow, but Elena blocked me.
AVA'S POV.My mother scoffed loudly, folding her hands under her breasts, her eyes filled with venom. “You will not take my daughter,” she declared. Her piercing gaze moved between the sentinels daring them to defy her. “Ava is not responsible for what happened to Arthur.”The leader of the sentinels, a man with a deep scar running from his temple to his jaw stepped forward. “Ma’am, our orders are clear,” he revealed. “We are to bring her in.”Anna stepped forward. “This is madness,” she said. “Ava is also a victim, she was kidnapped for fucking sake, you have the right to blame her, she was kidnapped in his mansion, don't you have some shame, this is the pack's fault why blame it on her?” She snapped. The sentinel exhaled deeply, his eyes slowly darting to me as we locked eyes. “We don’t question orders,” he said, his voice heavy. “We follow them, I'm sorry ma'am,” he said with a bow. My mother moved in between us. “Who ordered for her arrest?” She demanded. “Lady Eleanor,” they
ARTHUR'S POV. I woke up with an excruciating pain from my chest but after some minutes, I was not sure if the pain was the one that woke me up or the noise coming from outside. The doctors were peeping out the window like thieves breaking into a house, they were so focused on what was happening outside that they didn't know when I woke up or got up from the bed. My hand ran through my left breast, where I had been stabbed, a faint smile playing on my lips as I remembered how Ava screamed for me to wake up. I was conscious at that moment but was too weak to respond, I also thought that would be the last day of my life. I was filled with regrets at that moment when Ava was crying over my head. I fell in love for the first time in my life and I was leaving without saying a proper goodbye. The moon goddess must have given me another chance, I wasn't going to waste such an opportunity. My eyes slowly darted to the dagger Oliver stabbed me with, my fists clenched in anger. The momen
Ava's POVThe hospital room was quiet except for the steady beeping of machines, the reporters had disappeared and Arthur asked the elders to take Lady Eleanor back to the mansion before she made more trouble. I was still badly injured and Arthur had noticed that, he insisted I stay to be treated here. This hospital was the best hospital around, it belonged to his family. I lay on the bed, feeling weak as I rubbed my belly softly. Arthur sat beside me, his eyes full of worry even though he tried to smile.“You need to rest,” he said, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.I smiled back at him. “I will. But only because you are here with me.”Before I could say more, my mother burst into the room. Her face was a mix of relief, She glanced between Arthur and me. “The doctor said that Ava can go home now,* she blurted out. “Ava isn't going home until she is completely treated Jennifer,” Arthur said, his voice filled with authority. “I am her mother and I know what is best for
Arthur’s POVI drove with speed to the cliff where Ava was kidnapped or where Oliver was supposed to have died, the ride seemed longer than it usually was. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as my mind raced. Oliver was alive…that much I now knew…and now I can't help but wonder how he survived. Who helped him?That bastard should have just stayed dead, was he a curse by the moon goddess to punish my father for his infidelity?I swear I would not spare Oliver this time, as kids I promised my father that I would treat Oliver like a brother since he was still my father's son but right now, I am ready to break ten thousand rules and promises to kill Oliver, even though I am not the type to go back on my words. Beside me, Charles sat quietly but it was obvious he was scared. “Slow down Arthur,” he shouted. “We want Oliver dead, not us.”I turned to the side mirror, there was a car speeding right behind us, and my lips curled into a faint smile.I increased my speed, and the car be
Author’s POVElena’s heels were heard clicking in the hallway, dressed in a short skirt and a revealing blouse, a designer bag in one hand and the other holding a phone.A faint smile played on her lips as she read through the messages, then she dialed a number. “I will be there soon, make sure the job is done before I come,” she said, cutting the phone call.A young maid walked up to her, her hands clasped nervously. “Lady Elena,” she said, her voice shaky. “Lady Eleanor has requested your presence.”Elena’s jaw tightened, and she looked up from her phone, irritation flickering in her gaze. “Now?” she asked. The maid nodded. “Yes, my lady. She said it’s urgent.”With a sigh, Elena slipped her phone into her bag. “Fine,” she muttered, walking past the maid.She walked to Lady Eleanor's room, which was a bit far from the place she was going. As soon as she got to the room, the sentinels at the door opened the door for her and slammed the door shut immediately after she walked in. “
Arthur's POVI sat quietly in Elena's house, all the lights turned off, Elena wasn't in the palace after the incident…which was something that was unusual, she was always around me. The door creaked open, and I heard her heels clicking on the floor as She stepped in, dropping her bag by the door and flipping on the lights. The moment her eyes landed on me, she jumped, clutching her chest.“Arthur,” she shouted, startled. “What are you doing here?” she asked, clutching her chest. “You scared me.”I stood slowly. “I have been waiting for you, where were you?”She scoffed, removing her heels and holding them in her hands. “Since when have you been bothered about my whereabouts?”“I heard you left the palace this morning, you didn't state where you were going.”“When did I start reporting my next move to you or anyone,” she snapped, pushing me aside slightly. “Since when you went to a place that has no network connection.”She froze, turning to me. “My phone was in flight mode,” she stu
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