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Chapter Eleven: Unseen Shadows
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Rykor's POV Silently, I followed Nikita inside, my senses attuned to every nuance of her movements. The sunlight streamed through the mansion's tall windows, casting elongated shadows that seemed to wrap around her like spectres. Her gait was strong, a front for those who needed to believe in her invincibility. But as I watched her closely, I saw the seams of her façade fraying. When she reached the grand hall, she was no longer the Luna of Death but a tortured soul, weighted by burdens unseen. My heart ached for her, the contradiction of her existence. Outside, she was a monster—a killer. Inside, she was a scared little girl haunted by her curse. "Fear is not the way to be a good alpha," I said softly to her. Nikita turned to face me, an icy gaze shielding her vulnerability. "You can't just walk into my home uninvited," she snapped, trying to mask the tremor in her voice. I stood there silently, studying her. She shifted on her feet, telling me that she was uncomfortable with m
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Nikita's POVThe throne room was empty, its cavernous expanse echoing with memories. Sitting on my father’s throne, my fingers brushed over the cold metal of the sword I still held, the same sword that had spilled so much blood. Each drop seemed to whisper tales of my past, pulling me back to days when my heart was still capable of warmth.My eyes closed, and I was once again a frightened child, stumbling through shadows cast by a cruel curse. I could barely understand what had happened when my touch had taken my mother's life. Her eyes, once full of love, turned into hollow pits of lifelessness. The marks on my skin began on that fateful day, one for every soul I would touch and kill. They were countless now, but my mother's mark and that first one seared into my memory like a brand of eternal torment."Do it, Nikita," I heard my father’s voice resonate through the past, commanding my every action. "Prove your loyalty."I had been so young, so desperate to make him proud. His grin as
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Rykor's POV The pile of documents symbolising various pack issues seemed less daunting in this soft light. I had been up since dawn, sorting through reports and letters, mentally preparing myself for another demanding day as the Alpha of my pack. Just as I was about to delve into a particularly convoluted treaty negotiation, a soft but hurried knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. “Enter,” I called, looking up from the parchment. Thorne, my beta, stepped in, his generally composed features strained with subtle tension. He strode towards me purposefully, his footfalls nearly silent against the polished wooden floor. “Thorne, what’s the matter?” I asked, arching an eyebrow in mild curiosity. Thorne inhaled deeply before speaking. “Alpha, there’s been an unexpected arrival in our territory,” he said, his voice low but steady. My interest piqued, I sat back in my chair. “Who is it?” “It’s Alpha Nikita, sir. She’s already at the border,” Thorne declared, his gaze unwavering as
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Nikita's POVAs I followed Rykor through his territory, my emotions were a whirlwind beneath my cold exterior. The greeting he received from his pack was a stark contrast to the reactions my presence evoked. People smiled and nodded as he passed, their faces lighting up with genuine warmth. It made me uncomfortable, the way their eyes followed me with thinly veiled curiosity and trepidation. I struggled to keep my face unreadable, to bury the turmoil that threatened to break through."Magic? Here?" I muttered, a mix of fascination and anxiety spilling into my voice as we approached the secluded clearing surrounded by an ethereal glow. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a reminder of my cursed past.“Yes. While it’s not common knowledge, we have a few members who possess unique abilities,” Rykor explained. “I don’t usually bring outsiders here, but I wanted to share it with you.”My gaze wandered, taking in the delicate balance of nature and enchantment that permeated the air. Th
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Nikita's POVThe air in my territory felt colder, more foreboding, as I crossed the border back into familiar lands. My steps were purposeful, echoing the storm of fury within me. Yuri, my beta, awaited my return near the entrance of our kingdom, his face a mask of concern."Alpha," Yuri stepped forward, his eyes searching mine. "How did the visit go?""Rykor’s pack is weak and pathetic," I spat out, not bothering to slow my stride. The sight of his pack—warmth, smiles, and trust—agitated the wound festering inside me.Yuri fell into step beside me, his brow furrowing deeper. "Understood, Alpha," he responded with his usual unwavering loyalty."And tell everyone," I added, still not turning to face him, "Alpha Rykor is no longer welcome in my territory."We reached my grand stone fortress, the architecture as imposing and impregnable as the barrier I kept around my soul. "As you command," Yuri said, a subtle bow punctuating his agreement.I stormed through the castle halls, my emotion
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Rykor's POVThe walk back to the palace was fraught with a storm of conflicting emotions. Nikita's abrupt departure, her venomous words, kept replaying in my mind. The hurt in her eyes was evident, making her outburst sting all the more. Deep down, I knew there was more to her rage than met the eye, but understanding it was a different matter entirely.My beta, Thorne, awaited me at the entrance to the palace. His eyes quickly scanned my face, picking up on my troubled demeanour."Alpha," Thorne began cautiously, "how did it go?"I let out a weary sigh, attempting to shake off the disquiet. "It was... unexpected," I replied, my voice tinged with frustration and confusion. "Nikita freaked out, and I can't understand why."Thorne's brows furrowed in concern. "Do you think she plans to attack?"Shaking my head, I dismissed the notion. "No, I don't believe she will. She's hurting. It runs deeper than her curse. There's a wound there that her rage helps hide. But I don't think it's direc
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Nikita's POVThe kingdom was cloaked in darkness, the stillness almost suffocating as I sat alone a few feet away from the pyre where my father's body had been reduced to ashes. This was my favourite time when most were asleep, and the watchful eyes of my people were closed in slumber. Their fear, their judgment—gone, if only temporarily.The moon hung low in the sky, its rays a comforting presence even in my solitude. I closed my eyes, letting the silvery beams wash over me, draping me in their ethereal light. For a moment, I could almost pretend that this cursed existence wasn’t my reality.A rustle from the forest jolted me from my reverie. My eyes snapped open, and I stood, every muscle taut with readiness. The shadows shifted, and a figure emerged, shrouded in a hood. My heart betrayed me for a second, foolishly hoping it was Rykor. But as the figure drew nearer and removed their hood, disappointment settled in."I'm sorry, Miss Nikita. I didn't mean to scare you," the rogue apol
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Rykor's POVI watched from the shadows as Nikita moved through the dense underbrush. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting an ethereal glow on her raven-black hair. My heart beat like a war drum in my chest. I hadn't meant to follow her, but her scent had drawn me deeper into the Dark Forest. I had shifted into my wolf form to clear my head, yearning to escape the thoughts that plagued me about her. Yet, here I was again, unable to stay away.Seeing her help the rogue stirred questions. I always believed rogues were outcasts but not inherently evil like most did. Witnessing her compassion towards them challenged everything I thought. Rogues weren't supposed to be cared for; they were meant to fend for themselves. Well, that was what everyone brought up in a pack and was made to believe. But Nikita, the Luna of Death, showed them a side of her that was... human. I stayed hidden, my gaze fixed on her delicate movements, the way she gently took the rogue's hand and eased his suf
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Rykor's POVMy cries reverberated through the air, each scream a visceral wail of helplessness and fury. “Nikita!” The word tore from my throat, slicing through the cacophony of voices and chaos around me. But nothing seemed real, nothing tangible except the image of Nikita's unmoving form on the cold, harsh ground. Pain speared through me, raw and unforgiving, as if her injury was mirrored in my heart.I thrashed against the guards' hold, instincts screaming to reach her. Hands gripped my arms, pinning me back, their voices an incomprehensible roar in my ears. Nothing mattered but the need to see her breathe, a flicker of life that would extinguish the darkness threatening to consume me.“Help her! Somebody help her!” I bellowed, my voice cracking with desperation. The Elder's voice cut through, a barrier of authority I couldn't breach. "Enough! No one touches her!"Rage erupted within me like a wildfire, igniting violence in my veins. I fought with every ounce of strength, clawing
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Nikitas PovI stood there, watching Yuri come rushing towards me, his sword ready to end my life. I didn't flinch or move; it was a decision I had made. If dying by his hand meant my pack would be safe from the chaos and destruction he course, then so be it. The bite of fear was absent, replaced instead by a serene acceptance of my fate.Yuri's scream echoed in the air as he made one final leap. Time seemed to slow, his approach taking eons. I closed my eyes, waiting for the cold kiss of steel and the subsequent void. The strike connected with a disturbingly soft sound, a sharp, searing pain slicing through my torso. Reflexively, I let out a gasping breath, opening my eyes to see the sword penetrating through me. It was surreal, like watching someone else succumb to their destiny.The blood that welled forth wasn't red but a deep, tar-like black. The curse. It seemed to mock every iota of ordinary life, even now. I glanced down, seeing Rykor pinning Yuri to the ground, fists raining d
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Rykor's povI sat there listening to Iian speak with a conviction that pulled at the threads of my own heart. Every word he said resonated with the truth I'd come to understand about Nikita. Her curse was her burden, but she bore it with a grace most would never recognize. A light flickered within her despite the shadow of her curse, and it was that light I found myself drawn to.As Iian finished speaking, his loyalty unwavering and raw, I realised there was a shift in the room. The crowd, once baying for Nikita's blood, now murmured with confusion and uncertainty. The Elders, perched in their positions of power, leaned back, absorbing the weight of Iian's testimony. Yuri's mouth twisted into a sneer, a snake coiled and ready to strike, yet Iian didn't flinch."If you sentence my Alpha to death today," Iian started again, the weight of his words sinking into every corner of the room, "then you will need to do the same to me. Because I promise you, I will make you pay for this injustic
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Nikita’s POV: "Very well then," his voice cut through the tension, rubbing the bridge of his nose with weariness. "Nikita Dalbullas, you have been called upon by the council to account for your actions and those of your fathers."I sat motionless, listening as he continued, the words like stones thrown into the quiet sea of the chamber."We have reviewed all your father's records," he said, anger shadowing his voice. “Alongside the documents presented today. There are reports from your own pack members listing the changes you have implemented. Yet…” He paused, looking directly at me, his eyes darkened with judgment. "The crimes you have committed are too severe to ignore. Despite the improvements in your leadership, you have continued to break our laws."The sudden creak of doors echoed through the room, and I turned instinctively. What I saw made my heart sink. Iian and other rogues I had welcomed into my pack were being forced into the room, iron shackles on their wrists, the clank
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Nikita's POVThe iron cuffs, cold and unforgiving, chafed at my wrists as I sat in the dimly lit room. My eyes traced the intricate designs etched into the metal, memories of their purpose flooding my mind. The Elders’ guards had ushered Rykor away, putting him into another room. I wanted to ask him about the book he had given them; every journal besides the one that I had kept had already been given to the elders, so what was written in the one he had given them?Time crept forward like a burdensome fog, each second a haunting echo that seemed to stretch into eternity. The weight of my fate pressed heavily on me. I hated waiting, not knowing what was to become of me. Finally, after what felt like hours, the door creaked open, an Elder stepping forward. “Nikita,” his voice boomed. “We are ready for you now.”My heart raced as I stood and followed him down the corridor I wasn't scared, but I couldn't control it. Each step was a countdown to an uncertain destiny, the echoes in the hall
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Rykors povAs I emerged from the carriage, the crisp coolness of Elder City enveloped me. My eyes immediately caught sight of another carriage, the insignia unmistakable. Nikita was already here. My heart sank. I had hoped to reach the Elders before her, to plead her case, to argue that her past did not define her future. Her father's sins should not be her shackles.Without wasting another moment, I strode towards her carriage. The driver, a grizzled man with weary eyes, acknowledged me with a nod. “Where is she?” I demanded, urgency slipping into my voice."In the council chamber," he replied. "Been there for hours. The Elders are not treating her well; it doesn’t bode well for her."My pulse quickened as I dashed up the stone steps, each one feeling like an eternity. When I burst through the heavy oak doors, my gaze immediately fell upon her. Nikita was seated on a rough wooden bench, her eyes cast downward, fixed on her cuffed hands. Her cloak covered her tremors of uncertainty, a
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Nikitas pov I turned on my heel, and there he was—Yuri. His face had barely changed since the last time I saw him, the same predatory glint in his eyes, the same smirk poised to taunt. I felt my heart thud heavily against my chest, an instinctive response, a reminder of the hatred lying dormant but never forgotten."Yuri," I said, my voice carrying the chill of winter past. Just the sound of his name seemed to scrape against my soul, dredging up memories I'd fought to bury.He started toward me, his steps deliberate, eyes roving as though he were cataloguing every aspect of my discomfort. "This look suits you," he taunted, his gaze lingering on the iron kissed by the shadows of my cloak.A stirring of dread rippled through me, but I stood firm, defiance simmering beneath my skin. "I don't need my hands to kill you," I replied, each word tempered with steel.Instead of retreating, Yuri laughed, the sound echoing like shards of glass in the empty hall. "We've been here before, Nikita.
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Nikitas pov As dawn began to drape the horizon with its gentle light, I found myself cloaked in solitude, nestled within the carriage that would escort me to the Elders' city. The rhythmic clatter of the wheels against the cobblestones was a soundtrack that matched the tumultuous cadence of my thoughts. I preferred to travel alone, with no guards, not even Iian by my side. This was a journey I had to undertake without them. After all, there was little sense in dragging others into the focal point of my fate—a fate heavy with the sins of my father.The outline of the Elders' city emerged intricately against the morning light. I clutched my father’s journal tightly under the folds of my cloak. Its presence was both a source of comfort and a haunting reminder of the legacy I had inherited. My father had managed to evade justice for the crimes he committed, shaping me into a creature burdened by the weight of his misdeeds. Yet, the irony remained—I would come to answer for his sins, to f
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Nikitas pov I sat there, the journal trembling in my hands, as Rykor's presence hovered like a storm cloud ready to break. The air was thick with unspoken tension, a silent acknowledgment of the darkness that lingered within these stone walls. My father's last words echoed in my mind, unravelling decades of pain and regret that had been woven into the fabric of my existence."Nikita, are you ready for us to start taking the journals and having them loaded?" Iian's voice cut through the air, a gentle reminder that time was slipping away. I could see the worry etched in his face, a depth of concern that threatened to reach me through the steel-enforced walls I'd built around my heart.Before I could respond, Rykor's voice, full of urgency, interjected. "You can't let her do this, Nikita. The Elders will not be kind once they read all of this."The weight of Rykor’s plea pressed on me like a boulder teetering on the edge of a cliff. I met his gaze, holding my ground, not letting any sig
