AUTHOR'S POV. Arthur turned to Charles and Amelia, after pacing around the room for a long time. “What the fuck just happened?” He asked, rhetorically and resumed his pacing.Finally, he stopped in front of Charles, his eyes blazing with rage.“This is all your fault, Charles. I told you to destroy that report, but you delayed it. And now Ava knows everything,” Arthur spat. Charles met Arthur’s accusing glare, his eyes flickered his eyes away, swallowing hard.“I didn’t think she would come across it so soon. Besides, let’s be honest…this truth was going to come out eventually.”Arthur let out a sharp sigh, gripping the edge of his table.“I don't think you understand, She’s never going to forgive me for killing her parents, She’s going to look at me and see nothing but a monster.”Charles stepped closer. “Arthur, you didn’t know back then,you were in beast mode, the Alpha wolf killed them not you, Stop blaming yourself for something you didn’t have control over.”Amelia scoffed, sh
Arthur's POVThe night was quiet, too quiet. The only sounds I could hear were the rustling leaves and the distant howls of wolves. My heart was heavy, my mind restless.I needed space to think, I couldn't bear it anymore, I have been avoiding Ava for so long that rumors started spreading very fast in Luna's estate that I was scared of Ava…which was actually kind of true. I left the palace without telling Amelia or Charles. I needed to see Elena. Elena was the perfect person for this job, she was always the kind of person that I could rely on when making tough decisions, she was raw and saw beyond both sides. We haven't talked since I almost choked her, almost as though she has been avoiding me. I had to apologize for that night first.I arrived at Elena's house, packed the car in the front yard, I got down from the car, slammed the door and rushed up her pouch. I took in deep breaths before ringing the doorbell.It creaked open immediately. Elena stood there, her green eyes sha
Author’s POVElena’s fists slammed against the wooden table, the sound echoing like thunder in the dimly lit room. Her face was filled with rage, her eyes filled with venom as she smoldered at the thin air. “Fuck”, she screamed, pulling her hair and slammed her fists hard on the table again.Oliver flinched slightly, though he quickly masked it with a smirk. The witch walked in, darting from Oliver to Elena. “What was so important that you had to see me?” She frowned, walking closer and dropped her bag on the table.“I had to find a stupid excuse to leave work, so you better have a good reason to pull me out of what I was doing,” she eyed, taking her seat. Elena scoffed, staring at her in disbelief, suddenly she burst into a mockingly laughter. “Are you crazy?” She snapped. “Having tea with your mistress isn't as important as this.”The witch shrugged, acting indifferently. “You planted me there, it's not like I enjoy the mansions anyway but you said, get close to Ava by all means
Arthur's POVI drove back home in anger, I stayed back at a hotel for two days, unable to face Ava after having a meeting with the ancestors. The ancestors’ words echoed in my mind, a storm raging inside me."You must kill Ava."The anger flaring up choking me, My chest tightened as if an invisible force had wrapped itself around my ribs, squeezing the air out of my lungs. My hands trembled against the wheels table, knuckles turning white, finally I came to a stop, slamming my hand on the honk. “Fuck,” I screamed. What was happening to me? Why should I kill Ava? Why does it have to be the first woman I fell in love with? Was this some kind of punishment?My mind slowly darting back to the impure wolves I had killed in the past, could this be the cause of their vengeful souls?“Kill Ava?” I muttered, shaking my head. I couldn't do it.But could I ignore a prophecy from the ancestors?My mind slowly drifted back to my last conversation with Elena last night. "You heard them, did
Arthur’s POVI grabbed Jennifer’s arm and dragged her out of the ballroom, my grip tightening as I pushed through the guests, my pulse hammering in my ears. She barely resisted, walking beside me with a smirk that made my blood boil.We stepped into the dimly lit corridor, away from prying eyes and curious whispers. My chest heaved with anger as I shoved her against the cold stone wall.“How did you find out?” I demanded, my voice barely above a growl.Jennifer laughed lightly, unfazed by my aggression. “Oh, Arthur,” she mused, brushing nonexistent dust off her sleeve. “Do you really think I will go as far as adopting Ava without finding out some things.”“I knew it,” I growled, my piercing cold glare locked onto her as I fought the urge of biting her head off. “You adopted Ava to threaten me.”She scoffed. “You are delusional, just like your father but anyway this isn't about me…this is about you.”“How could you do this to your daughter?* I snapped. “Are you blaming me for not tel
Ava’s POVThree days had passed since Arthur’s birthday, and something wasn’t right, no matter how hard Charles tried to hide it, I knew something was off. I sat on the grand balcony overlooking the palace gardens, the afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the landscape. A cool breeze rustled the leaves, but it did nothing to ease the unease in my chest.Arthur had been distant, more than usual. At first, I convinced myself it was just the pressure of ruling, but the way he barely looked at me, the way his touch had become hesitant, made my heart clench with worry.Was he still feeling guilty for not telling me about my parents? Or did he find something again and is scared to tell me. I inhaled deeply, rubbing my hand on my stomach, a frown etched on my face. Arthur had no right to be distant this critical time. I was almost in the third trimester of my pregnancy and he decided to pick this time to be away.Just as I was deep in thought, Anna arrived just in time to pull me out
Arthur’s POVI walked swiftly through the stone corridors of the palace, my mind heavy with unresolved thoughts. The echo of my boots against the marble floors filled the silence, but Charles' voice was persistent behind me.“The ritual is coming up soon, Arthur, my sister had everything set…why did you suddenly pause the procedure?” Amelia asked, her voice edged with curiosity. “Arthur had a meeting with Elena who told him that Ava will bring evil…and the child might also.”“So I have heard,” Amelia confirmed. “Elena told me all about it, in my defense i'm beginning to doubt Elena's visions, she don't like Ava in the first place.”“That's another way to put it, are you saying that Elena might be lying?” Charles asked. My fists clenched tightly besides me as I listened to their conversations but I didn't stop walking nor did I reduce my pace.I wonder why these people are behind me anyway, don't they have better things to discuss? I feel like my whole world is crumbling before my ey
Arthur’s POVThe Elders stared at me, their expressions a mix of disbelief and barely controlled anger. Jennifer stood beside me, her smug smile unwavering. She soaked in their reactions like she had expected this outcome all along.I cleared my throat and repeated, “Jennifer has been chosen as the new Top Elder.” My voice was steady, but inside, I was filled with rage, my fists clenched but I tried to remain calm. The elders exchanged glances at each other, they murmured among themselves, some turned to Charles, their faces demanding an explanation. Charles also turned to me, one of his brows raised as he stared at me. I inhaled deeply and continued. “I know this is a huge change to everything we believe in but…” I paused and swallowed hard. “Jennifer will make a good Elder.”An elder jerked up slamming his fists on the table. “She has no right to sit among us,” he said coldly. “She’s not even one of us.”Another Elder nodded. “She has no lineage here, No blood ties to the pack,
Ava’s pov. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. I slowly woke up, my body sinking into the soft mattress. I turned my head and saw Arthur sitting at the edge of the bed, cradling our son in his arms, a small smile playing on his lips as he held the child's fingers. “I think you are only doing this so he can make you his favourite when he grows up,” I said. He turns to me with a smile. “You’re awake,” he said gently, meeting my gaze.I nodded and pushed myself up slowly. My body ached, but compared to everything we had been through, this pain was nothing. It has been months now after the war, everything was slowly going back to normal, except the fact that impure wolves can now live freely. Jennifer was arrested but couldn't bear the fact that after years of planning, she failed not just to an enemy but to an impure wolf, she could take that shame, so she killed herself. Arthur carefully placed our baby in my arms. I looked down at
Arthur’s POVA cold wind howled across the empty desert as I opened my eyes, sand swirling around me like ghosts whispering in the night. I sat up, blinking my eyes against the dim, eerie glow of the horizon. “Am I dead?” I muttered to myself as I stood up. This was the same desert I was the other time, was I really dead.No, I can't be dead, at least not now, Ava needs my help. I turned around, looking for a place to go but if I remember correctly, this place was like an endless maze. A shuffling sound caught my attention, so I turned immediately. A woman appeared, her long cloak dancing in the wind, her silver eyes glowing like twin moons. She was the same woman I met here.“You again,” I murmured, stepping closer. “What is this? Have I died… again?”She smiled. “You are not dead, Arthur.”“Then what is this place?” I demanded, scanning the endless stretch of sand.“The space between life and death, except that you aren't here as a lost soul but as a redeemed soul,” she said, st
Ava’s POVMy body ached all over as my eyes fluttered open, debris filled the air as I glanced around making it difficult for me to see clearly. I tried to move, but my wrists were tied behind my back and ankles tied together with thick chains.I lifted my head, and my breath hitched immediately, we were surrounded by Jennifer's men. Dorian lay on the ground a few feet away, his face bloodied, as he tried to get up but couldn't. Dozens of our warriors stood behind us, their hands tied, their eyes filled with fear. “Amelia,” I whispered. She slowly turned to me. “Ava, are you okay?” She asked, her voice weak as she glanced around. “What happened?” I asked her, swallowing hard, keeping my voice low. “We were defeated but I thought Arthur said you should leave, what are you still doing here?” She questioned.I shook my head, the memories of what happened flooded back. “We were going through the back with Dorian but they ambushed us, it was like they were waiting for us.”“Shit, Dor
Author's pov Arthur stumbled back, wiping blood from his lips, his whole body filled with pain as his ribs throbbed where Oliver had hit him. Oliver stood a few feet away, grinning like he was enjoying every moment of Arthur’s pain.“Oliver,” Arthur growled, clenching his fists. “I killed you.”“And if I remember correctly, I also killed you but here you stand,” Oliver said in a mocking tone. “I guess the black witch brought you back, can't you do anything without help?”Oliver scoffed. “Why are you scared that I would beat you now?” He eyed. Arthur spat on the floor. "You can never win Oliver, you should have just stayed dead," Arthur growled, holding his side.“Really?” Oliver smirked. “Do you really think you can beat me?”“I beat you twice, there is no harm in making it the third.”Oliver chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement. “I do admit you have defeated me, even more than thrice but not again brother, the witches saw my worth that's why they brought me back—” Arthur c
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