Ava's POVMy mother’s hand clamped onto my wrist the moment Elena disappeared down the hallway. Her grip was firm—too firm.“Elena was lying,” she said, her voice laced with pleas. “She just wants to turn you against me.”I yanked my arm away, taking in deep breaths. “You know mother, I have been meaning to actually talk to you and thank goodness I finally get you today…you have been absent from your main duties you claimed to want to do that's why you move in and more present in Arthur's life…everything Arthur has been doing is in your favor…from making you an elder…a top elder and making you oversee some important works in the Luna's house…sometimes overruling mine,* I spat, my breath heavy. “C'mon you are just overreacting,” she laughed. “There is nothing wrong with Arthur seeing potential, Ava, just focus on your baby.”Potential? Was she even listening to herself?“Fine,Then tell me why Arthur would make you the highest elder in the council.” My voice was steady, but my heart w
Arthur’s POVCharles stood in my office, his fists pressing into my desk. His face was tight with frustration, his voice sharp like a blade.“You are selfish, Arthur,” he growled. “I can’t believe you let Jennifer take a position in the council. Have you lost your mind?”Yes, I still haven't told him and I had to fight with my wolf constantly, suppressing the urge to kill Jennifer. Not only was she now an Elder, she was pushing her luck too far, she had successfully divided the council, some supporting her while others against me. Yet, each time I tried to warn Jennifer about it, she goes on to remind me of Ava, threatening me to tell Ava everything. I still can't believe I was being threatened and I had to fucking deal with the fact that Ava was carrying a devil Alpha. This has never happened in centuries, the ancestors were right…the devil Alpha was a predator on its own, it hunts down things that might threaten it. How am I supposed to kill my own child? I couldn't bring mysel
Ava’s POVEarlier that day. I was still in my room, my face buried in my hands, I still can't believe I slapped my mother and I didn't feel any remorse. But to be honest it wasn't my fault, she was acting like a bitch who just walked out of a high school movie. She had completely changed and I wonder if she actually came to the Luna's house to take care of me or to take over the pack. Lady Eleanor's warning sounded in my head. My stomach twisted in fear. I didn't want to believe that my mother was the villain here, she was so kind and caring but now, she went as far as reminding me that I was an impure wolf, I was nothing. I stared at my belly, my hand on it, the usual faint smile on a mother touching her bump was replaced by fear. The child was far gone, if we had known earlier we might have killed the child. Could we?“Luna Ava,” a maid called walking in, a tray in her hands. “Tea from your mother,” she revealed, setting down the tray on the table.I scoffed loudly, looking
Ava’s POVI stared at Arthur, my palm still stinging from the slap I had just given him. My chest rose and fell with every shaky breath, my anger barely contained.His eyes burned with rage as he turned to glare at Elena.“How could you?” He growled, through gritted teeth. “Don't look at her,” I spat, anger flaring up my veins. “Look at me and tell me all that she said was a lie…you knew from the beginning this child would destroy you, didn't you?”Arthur froze for a while, his eyes flashed with relief but was quickly masked by rage. “You had no right to tell her, Elena,” Charles snapped. “You have broken his trust.”I scoffed loudly, pulling my hair in frustration. “His trust? I eyed. “The only trust broken here is mine.”“Ava,” Arthur called softly, reaching for my hand but I moved my hands away. “I didn't know he was a devil Alpha,” he defended. “Yeah,” I nodded. “You finding out was a confirmation that what I was carrying will make me a widow,” I spat.“I didn't want to be wor
AUTHOR'S POV.Elena stormed out of the room, her heels clicking against the stone floor. Her hands were clenched into fists, her mind racing. She needed to act fast. If Arthur was planning to lock the child's power away, then she had to make sure that never happened.She reached the dark hallway where Oliver was waiting. His tall figure leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. His sharp blue eyes watched her closely.She turned to him with a frown. “Just because you have a new face doesn't mean you can just walk around the way you want, this is the palace.”He shrugged. “No one will find out about it if you don't tell me,” he scoffed. “I guide my own room.”“Just be careful,” she growled, looking back at the door. “Did Arthur request your presence?”He shook his head. “But I have to report to him on something.”“What's that?” Elena questioned.“It can wait,” he shrugged, taking in deep breaths, placing his hands in his pockets. “Well?” he asked. “How did your meeting go.”Elena sig
Ava’s POVThe moon was high in the night sky, its pale light making the trees cast long shadows around the clearing. The air was cold that it made my blood dry and my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might break out of my chest. My hands and feet were tied with thick ropes, holding me down on a hard stone.The fabric of my thin dress did nothing to keep out the chill, but the cold was the least of my worries…not like wearing thick clothes will have stopped the ritual but I didn't have time to dress, I just wanted to be done with this. I inhaled deeply, scanning my eyes around the people that were present, this was going to be my last time I will see them hopefully not. I couldn't even tell my mother about this but clearly she must have heard about it, there was nothing that could get past her. Anna was the only one I was sure wasn't aware of my self righteous sacrifice. I knew she would never agree to this but I had to do it to save Arthur. I only hope Arthur knows how much
Ava’s POV“Arthur!”I heard Amelia's voice loudly in the cold nightI couldn’t see anything. My eyes had shut, my body heavy and weak. But I felt it immediately, something changed. A loud crack was heard…something… someone had struck Arthur. His grip on me loosened, and I fell hard onto the cold ground.I gasped, my lungs fighting for air. My head spun, but I forced my eyes open. Through the haze, I saw everyone struggling to help in one way or the other. Arthur had turned away from me, his focus now on Amelia and Charles.They stood together, their body tense, ready to fight.“Stay down, Ava,” Charles growled. His sharp claws extended, his wolf instincts kicking in.I wanted to obey, but my body shook as I pushed myself up on my elbows. My heart pounded as Arthur walked toward them, his glowing red eyes locked onto them like a predator about to strike.“Arthur,” I muttered, knowing he couldn't hear me but I continued anyway. “Arthur,” I pleaded again. “Please stop.”My pleas mean
Arthur’s POVA dull ache throbbed at the back of my skull as my eyes fluttered open. The ceiling above me was familiar. I was in my room. I turned my head, and the turn made me groan. Sleeping beside me, was Elena. Her long, dark hair fell over her face.“Elena?” I managed to mutter, my vision blurry due to the excruciating pain in my head. She shook slightly, her brows furrowing before her eyes snapped open. At first, she looked confused, but the moment she realized that I was awake, her lips curled into a faint smile, her face flickered to relief. “Arthur,” she said, her voice filled with tears. Before I could react, she threw her arms around my neck, her tears falling on my shoulder. “You are alive,” she cried. “I thought I killed you.”I hesitated, my hands hovering over her back before finally settling there. “I'm fine,” I chuckled but my voice was filled with pain.“Elena… What happened? Why am I here?”She pulled back just enough to meet my gaze, her lips pressing into a
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