Vilkas POV.Here goes.“Wait, you are a king?” Serana asks me as she fully turns to face me. I nod my head and she looks shocked, her mouth open as she blinks.“Yes, I gave it all up when I followed Starci. I thought I was in love with her and her with me, but we know how that went.” I say with a nervous chuckle as I look at her, but she doesn’t say anything. She just nods in understanding.“The Phoenix Kingdom and the Dragon Realm have been allies since the dawn of time. That is how I knew your mother. Marcia was my best friend growing up. Our families would travel between the realms to spend time together. When I was still a prince. I made a vow to your mother that I would protect humanity as a guardian to this realm and to also protect the Bastian Royal Bloodline. Your father took your mother’s surname when they mated and married. Or so I believe.” I tell her and she chews the inside of her mouth.“I should have told you sooner and I apologise for that. I was ashamed of what I did.
Serana POV.The last six months have gone by in a blur of insomnia and caffeine. It doesn’t help that Cyra will only sleep on Vilkas’s chest and now he has made a rod for his own back.The shrill cry of my daughter pulls me out of the shower. Poor little thing is teething, so yes, sleep has not been happening as of late.You would think with so many hands to help, it would be easier, but it isn’t. In fact, it is harder to set routines, as everyone wants to be next to her at some point.“Ok, ok. Come on, baby, are those toothy pegs hurting you? No, oh I know what you are doing, missy, screaming the room down because you have been put down.” I bend down to scoop her up from her crib. Her face is red as she screams. However, there are no tears, no this is temper. Temper that she has been put down for all of thirty minutes so I can shower and get ready.I swear to Rhiannon, Vilkas is going to pay. I fucking warned him this would happen and now I feel like the bad guy because I have give i
Serana POV.“Kill them. They will die in the fire.” Bedelia hisses in my head and I know my eyes are completely orange now.“What happened?” Joel shouts as he and Wesley come running outside. Vilkas has held onto me, holding me up so I don’t fall.“She was taken. I was too late.” I say, my voice quivering as I try to rein in the unbridled rage and heartbreak. That my daughter was so close, yet I couldn’t save her. I failed her.“Whoever it was is bleeding.” I look at Joel, and his red eyes are glowing as he sniffs the air.“Find whoever it is.” I say to him, and he nods, running like lightning back into the palace.“We will get her back.” Vilkas says, with tears streaming down his face. I hug him and hold him close. I feel the rage build higher. But I can’t blame him. It is on me. If I had just slept in our bedroom, I would have been able to stop whoever it was.I don’t respond. I pull out of his hold and he looks at me with confusion, but I turn and run back to the palace. Heading to
Serana POV.It has been three years since Cyra was kidnapped by the bitch called Samara. Starci and Hyperion’s secret child. Hyperion told me that Samara is a few years older than me. He was tricked by Starci and she became pregnant from their one night together. The next day, he found his fated mate. He kept Samara hidden because of what Starci had done. He loves his daughter, so he thought it was for the best. The road to destruction is paved with good intentions.When Starci had Samara, he took her from her because Starci didn’t want her. Shortly after that, she attacked humanity. He was left raising their child with his mate, who had given birth to a son. Samara never wanted for anything. She had the love of both him and his luna, who she called mom. She had no idea Starci even existed. So the question remains, why now?The pull from Cyra always leads to dead ends, but I know she is alive, otherwise I would feel it. Is she being looked after? She is being treated well? Is she warm
Serana POV.My heart is slamming violently against my ribcage because I know this is a trap. Every time we have gotten close to them, they disappear. Samara is playing with us. I will kill her and whoever is following her. I would do anything to get Cyra home.Three years, three god damn fucking years of searching, not just our kingdom but all the other realms. It has been exhausting and heartbreaking at the same time. Every time we get close enough, they just disappear.This has put a tremendous strain on not only my relationship with Vilkas, who’s guilt overshadows everything else. It has also put Hyperion’s and Lara’s relationship on the thin line. I understand why she is pissed because he never told her he had a child with that traitorous bitch. This could have been avoided if we knew and were able to monitor her movements, but there is no point in the shoulda, woulda, coulda’s. It happened and Vilkas and I have missed out on so much and we only crave to have her home, safe, and s
Serana POV.We leave the cavern and stand outside the entrance of the volcano. My heart feels like it is going to implode. I can’t believe Pascha would do this to me, to us. What will Wesley say? Did he know? Did he betray me, too? What about their son?“We take Pascha alive. I want to speak to her. I want to know why.” I say as I watch the camp.“We move now.” Vilkas says and we move in our human form. I close my eyes and think of all the good memories I shared with Pascha and not once did I get the feeling that she would ever do this.“Serana, we have come to help.” I look at Lara and Hyperion. I snarl at him.“This ends now. Your daughter will die for what she has done. The Lycans clearly can’t be trusted.” I shove past him and follow the group down. We wait in the treeline to see if there is any movement.The speakers crackle and come to life.“Serana, step out. We can see you. Or don’t you want your daughter?” Samara laughs, and it echoes around the camp. I look towards Vilkas an
Vilkas POV.Looking at Cyra, my heart aches painfully at the state she is in. I know she will have issues adjusting to how her life should have been. We flew back, and I held both Serana and Cyra in my paw. Cyra is still clutching Serana.We are in the process of giving her a bath. Serana is in the bath with her as she soothes her.“It’s ok baby, we are not going to leave you.” I say gently as she trembles in her mother’s embrace. I look at Serana, and she looks devastated. Devastated that we couldn’t get to her sooner, I feel her guilt through the bond. She is questioning if she is a good mother.“You are a great mother. You are so patient and loving with her, Serana. Don’t doubt that.” I tell her through our link when I see little green eyes looking at me and I smile softly at her.“Mommy is the bestest.” She says and I frown.“Sweetie, how did you know what I said?” I ask her and she chuckles before she hides her face back in Serana’s chest.“I could hear you. In here.” She taps he
Serana POV.It has been two long months since we got Cyra back. She is coming along slowly, but that is all we can ask for; she is showing progress and isn’t as skittish anymore and is comfortable around other people, including Wesley and Shane. Wesley has seen Pascha, and she was mocking him. Apparently, it took everything in him to not snap her neck. According to him, she was dosing him while she was having an affair with another. I was shocked when he told me that.He started questioning Shane’s paternity, but his wolf had confirmed he was Shane’s father. Wesley has been in bad shape, but he is getting better. He told me Pascha wanted to see me. So I decided I would need to see her, so now is the time.The time I get answers. So here I am, making my way to the dungeons to get answers from Pascha. I still want to wake up and this being a horrible fucking nightmare.But I know it isn’t, this is my reality. Three years of not having my daughter with me, not seeing her grow and change.