AVA'S POVThe palace loomed before me, its towering spires stretching into the cloudy sky. As the car came to a halt in the grand courtyard, I let out a quiet sigh. I had much to do today, more than I was ready for.Arthur turned to me, his golden eyes scanning my face. “You seem stressed already,” he chuckled.I turned to him. I had completely forgotten that we were in the same car. “I have a lot on my mind,” I admitted, taking a deep breath.His lips curled into a small smirk. “Nothing you can’t handle.”He reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. It was a small gesture, but it sent a shiver down my spine. My lips curled into a small smile, as my mind slowly drifted to last night, my screams overshadowing my heartbeat as he banged me hard. If babies could keep their memories of when they were in the womb, my son will have a lot of complaints to make. And the dick poking part was one of many tales to be told, that's if the baby survives. “I’ll see you tonight,” he mu
Arthur’s POVElena ran as fast as she could, but I was faster. She tried to take the next turn but I caught up to her, grabbing her arm and spun her around. Before she could scream, I shoved her against the cold stone wall. The impact made her gasp, her wide eyes staring up at me in terror.“Elena,” I said, gripping her wrist tightly. “You’ve been avoiding me.”Her chest rose and fell quickly, panic making her breath shaky. “Let go of me Arthur,” she growled, her eyes filled with venom. I scoffed, leaning closer. “Haven't always wanted to be close to me?”“Not close to this beast, I know who you are,” she whispered.I tilted my head, smirking. “Do you?”Her lips trembled, but she didn’t look away. “I know you are fully synced with your devil Alpha now.”“I wasn't hiding that from you,” I shrugged. “How can I hide it from a seer, you must have seen it before it happened–” I paused studying her reaction. “You didn't see it, did you?”She swallowed hard, flickering her eyes away. I chu
Ava’s POV“Luna Ava! Luna Ava!! Luna Ava!!!” I heard my name, but my brain wasn't registering the name. “Ava,” Miya touched me, gently. I jolted up, my eyes widened in fear as I scanned the environment. We were back at the Luna's estate already and I wasn't aware. “Are you alright ma'am,” the driver said, looking at me through the mirror. I turned to him, touching my flushed cheeks. I was so deep in thought that I didn't even realize when we left the palace or when we got to the Luna's house. I forced a smile, grabbing my purse. I turned to Miya. “Welcome back Miya.”She smiled faintly, as I pulled her out of the car. Miya’s small hand clung tightly to mine. She didn’t say much, but I could feel her curiosity as her wide eyes studied the large estate. Poor girl wouldn't be able to look at the estate without remembering the one who brought her up. But this was her home, she had to come back. “Ava!”I turned at the familiar voice.Amelia stood by the entrance, waving at us, she t
Ava’s POVI sat in the hospital waiting room, tapping my fingers against my lap. My heart is hammering loudly in my chest. I was about to commit the first murder in my life and my child was the first victim.Amelia sat beside me, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable."Are you sure about this, Ava?" she asked for what felt like the hundredth time.I inhaled deeply. "Yes, Amelia. I’ve thought about it. It’s the only way."She turned to face me fully, her piercing gaze making me uncomfortable. "And what are you going to tell Arthur if he finds out? Do you realize that you want to kill the child of the devil Alpha, the next heir to the throne? I'm not sure death is enough punishment for you if they decide to punish you.”“Please don't make me look like a bad person,” I frowned. “I am doing this for everyone, do you think the child would be happy to know that he killed his father?”Before she could respond, the door swung open, and a doctor in his mid-fifties walked in, adjustin
Arthur’s POVI gripped Ava’s wrist and pulled her through the hospital’s back exit, ignoring the flashing cameras and the shouted questions from the reporters. Her resistance was weak, probably from shock, but that didn't stop me from moving quickly."Arthur, please—" she started, her voice cracking."Not a word," I snapped, dragging her toward the waiting car. My jaw clenched so tightly it hurt.I had been furious before, but now? Now I was barely keeping myself from losing control. Ava actually tried to kill our child, without telling me, what on earth was she thinking?The drive back to the estate was silent, I kept glancing back at her, my fists clenched tightly, barely holding the urge to punch her right in the face. This was the third time she has done something so stupid and I wasn't going to take it again. Ava sat beside me, her hands trembling in her lap. Every few minutes, she would open her mouth as if to speak but then stop herself.The moment we arrived, I stepped out f
Arthur’s POVWe arrived at the bar, the smell of strong alcohol feeling the place. I scanned the room, men of different ages were seated in groups, drinking to their content, some already wasted. Garrick and I walked in, keeping our heads down, blending into the crowd. Some of the men glanced at us, their eyes locked on us, like a predator surveilling its prey.Garrick leaned toward me, his voice low. “Everyone here works for her. They call her their Queen. If they find out who we are, we won’t make it out.”I adjusted my hood, pulling it lower over my face. “Then you better be careful.”He nodded, leaning even closer. “That's the girl at the bar, she is our suspect.”“Are you sure?” I asked again. The last thing I wanted was for me to beat up the wrong person. “Definitely,” he said, his voice filled with confidence. “Wait for me outside,” I commanded. “Are you sure?*I turned my head to the side, he reluctantly nodded walking outside. I moved to the bar, where the woman was pou
Arthur’s POVHis lips curled into a faint smirk, almost mocking. I gritted my teeth, watching his every move, calculating the best place to strike.He towered over me, his muscles tight, red eyes glowing in the dark. His breath came out in slow, deep growls, like he was waiting for me to make a move.Something about him was wrong. And my devil Alpha sensed it. This was no wolf at all, it wasn't a myth like Amelia had suggested. Part of the advantage that comes with being a devil Alpha was the fact that you can sense who a person was, who his wolf was by just looking at him but he was different. I couldn't sense anything. Yet he was faster and stronger than me, another proof that he was a product of dark magic.“Who are you?” I growled, wiping the blood from my lip.The beast tilted his head, like he was amused. He didn’t answer, slowly he morphed into his half werewolf form but his face was still full. He was hiding his identity. “Are you scared?” He teased me. “Don't be, I won't k
Ava’s POVI returned to the Luna’s estate, exhausted. My body was here, but my mind was elsewhere.Guilt laid heavy on my chest, making it hard to breathe.Who the fuck would have informed Arthur or the media about me? Could it be the doctor or the nurses?Shit, if I find out who that person was, I swear I will make them regret what they have done. I walked straight to my room, closing the door behind me. The silence should have been comforting, but it wasn’t. My hands trembled as I placed them on my stomach.My head, almost betraying me like I decided to kill the child on my own. I haven't felt this guilty in years. I had almost made the worst mistake of my life.Before I could gather my thoughts, my door swung open.“Ava!”Anna stormed in first, her eyes blazing with fury. My mother followed, her face calm, but I knew that look—she was disappointed.“Anna—” I was cut short with a hard slap across my face. I froze, my jaws dropping slightly as I clutched my aching cheeks, turning t
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