Arthur's POV. The ride back home was very painful. My body ached from the deep gash carved into my forehead, and every bump on the road sent a sharp throb radiating through my skull. Charles sat across from me, his face pale, his eyes darting toward my wound like it might start speaking.“What the fuck was that man?” Charles finally said. “It was too fast and way too strong.”“I have no idea what that thing was?” I said, breathing heavily. “That's a witch town, I shouldn't expect less, it might be some failed experiment.”“You’re sure it wasn’t a wolf?” he asked, finally locking eyes with me. I shook my head. “It wasn’t. He moved too fast, and his strength…it was like fighting a shadow with claws.”Charles leaned back, exhaling heavily. “Wow, I don't know what to say.”I stared out the window at the dark trees rushing past. “Say nothing,” I snapped, unable to bear the embarrassment of being beaten up by an unknown person.When we arrived, Amelia was already waiting in the hallway.“
AVA'S POV. I let out a moan as he kissed my neck, I felt wet between my legs, my body screaming for his touch, I wanted him and I knew he wanted me. He pulled me into a kiss again, our tongues locked before pulling away and moving to my neck, his wet tongue on my neck only fueling my sinful desires. He suddenly moved back, ripping my night gown to shred. A faint gasp escaped my lips as I watched him with amusement. He eyes betraying his desires as he stared at my boobs, his hands slowly messaging them, he bends over, teasing one of my nipples by giving the tip a quick lick with his tongue. I titled my head backwards, my eyes closed as I let out a moan, my mind focused on the wet feeling his tongue left on my nipples. Why haven't we done this sooner? The first time we had sex, I couldn't remember anything, this time I will make everything made up for that day.He kept teasing my nipples before finally sucking my boob, he was good at what he was doing. “Fuck,” I moaned as I felt
AUTHOR'S POV. Amelia and Charles sat quietly in the study room, glancing through ancient books; they had been searching all night for any mention of the mysterious beast that attacked Arthur. Charles looked out the window, noticing the faint ray of sunlight filtering through,he jerked up in frustration, stretching his body and yawning loudly.Amelia turned to him with a cold glare. “Do you mind?” She eyed. Charles scoffed at her. “We have been sitting here all day searching through old books, I am not paid enough to be doing all this crap.”“Tell that to Arthur, but next time,” she paused, turning back to her book. “Don't yawn so loudly in the library.”Charles stared at her for a while in disbelief before he sat back down, his face slowly flickering to seriousness as he cleared his throat to get her attention. “Amelia,” he “What happened to Arthur? And… can he recover?”She rolled her eyes, slamming the book shut, before turning to him, frustration etched on her face. “I don’t k
ARTHUR'S POV. I sat down quietly in the office, I still can't believe Ava and I finally had sex, every single detail, her soft moans, the smell of our sweats, our bodies against each other, the kisses, the thrusting…everything was on replay mode. I ran my hand through my hair, a satisfied smile playing on my lips as I relived the moment, it was just what I needed to get my mind off it. “Fuck,” I cussed, biting my lips, my eyes scanning through the room until it suddenly landed on Charles, who sat across me looking at me with a shocked look. I cleared my throats, my face slowly flickering to seriousness as I darted my eyes nervously on the table looking for something to get busy with. Fuck, how long has he been there? Shit, I completely forgot about him. I picked up a paper, swallowing hard as I stole a glance at him. He was still looking at me. He stood up walking closer to me. “What are you reading?” He asked, almost laughing. “I'm busy, we have a lot to do,” I blurted out.
AVA'S POV. I sat in the living room, the weight of my thoughts pressing heavily on my chest. The faint scent of lavender from the diffuser did little to soothe my nerves. My mother sat across from me, staring at me, I had to beg Arthur to let my mother see me, he was taking this house arrest a bit too far. I had a lot on my mind, I had no choice than to call for my mother, we haven't spoken since our fight, She always had a way of seeing through me, peeling away every mask I tried to wear.“I’m worried about Arthur,” I admitted softly, my fingers twisting the hem of my sweater. “He’s changed… and no one will tell me what’s going on.”Her brow furrowed slightly, and a flash of concern crossed her face. “Changed how?” she asked. I paused, searching for the right words. I couldn't say he was distant, it was more like he was bolder and I kind of like it but I couldn't help but feel he was holding back something very important.“I don't know mother,” I frowned, tilting my head to the
Ava's POVI sat on the porch, the cool breeze brushing against my skin as the scent of flowers filled my lungs, as I admired the garden…or at least I should have been enjoying it. A faint silver glow from the crescent moon cast shadows on the empty garden. My mother's words kept playing in my head, my mind clouded with unsettling thoughts. I kept telling myself that he had nothing to do with this, that they were just the works of rogues but I couldn't shake the feeling off, that something about him was different. It wasn't like I knew him well enough and I couldn't have known him fully just by having sex with him. Why do I feel uneasy? Is it something I should be worried about?I had called him, asking him to see me as soon as he had time…but I knew that wasn't going to happen any time soon. He wouldn’t be coming right away. “What is going on?” I muttered under my breath. I placed my hand on my stomach, a faint smile playing on my lips as I rubbed my hand through on my belly.
Ava’s POVElizabeth held onto me tightly as we hurried up the stairs. My stomach felt like it was on fire, the sharp pain making it hard to breathe. “You’re going to be okay, Ava. Just keep breathing,” Elizabeth said, though I could see the fear in her eyes.“I don’t know what’s happening,” I whispered, my voice shaky. I felt weak and my legs hurt with each step but Elizabeth held me tightly, guiding me into my room and laid me down on the bed.“Will I lose my baby?* I cried watching the blood flow freely down my legs. “Please I don't want to lose my baby.”“You’ll be fine,” she said again, but it sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than me.She quickly got to work, inspecting me, her lips pressed into a thin line.The door burst open with a loud bang. Arthur stormed in, his golden eyes glowing with anger. “What happened?” he demanded, his deep voice making it sound more scary. His gaze moved between me and Elizabeth, narrowing dangerously on her.“It’s lupine poison
Ava's POVIt had been almost a month since the poisoning incident, and things were finally beginning to feel normal again. Elizabeth had gradually become a friend, I can't really explain the comfort her presence brought me but I felt happy each time she was around. My mother, however, was the opposite, constantly watching me, treating me like glass. I appreciated her care, but it was kinda hard. Anna visited often, her parents were not really in support of her visiting the palace, they were among the witches that still didn't agree with the unity between wolves and witches…but in a good way, they just didn't like Anna around them, so Anna's visit were always brief and she always had her mother constantly calling so we talked only a little.Arthur on his part has been acting really strange, I didn't get the chance to even talk to him, he completely avoided me like I was some pest, sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if it was the sex we had that drifted us apart. I was tired of th
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