In a world teeming with magical beings, the balance of power defined every creature’s place and purpose. Long ago, this natural order was protected by three unique and ancient beings known as The Order, each imbued with powers that surpassed any known to their kind. Tasked with preserving peace and balance, they were a force no council, no kingdom, dared oppose.
But as time went on, the council’s original members grew restless. They saw The Order’s strength as a threat to their ambition and sought to seize control. Determined to claim power for themselves, they set about dismantling the legacy of The Order. These council members, however, knew that they could only triumph by exploiting a rare planetary alignment, one that left The Order’s members separated and vulnerable.
On the eve of the alignment, when The Order’s power would wane, the council members struck. One by one, The Order’s guardians fell, immortal as they were, made mortal by forced separation. Their deaths marked the end of an era, but not before they left one final safeguard: a prophecy. Using their combined power, they set into motion a chain of events that would ultimately awaken a new generation of protectors, destined to rise against tyranny.
The Prophecy of The Order
One born of royalty, One born of sin, Three brought together, Brothers of another.
In trust and strength, they’ll combine, To restore the world’s natural line, Dark and light together will fight, When planets align, they must unite.
Blood of a queen, blood of a hunter, blood of an alpha, Together, to restore the balance.
Centuries passed, and the prophecy slipped into myth, nearly forgotten. The council’s influence spread, cementing their rule. They imposed a rigid hierarchy across all supernatural beings, demanding loyalty and submission, placing every species within an order of power:
The Council - Immortals above all, answerable to no one.
The Werewolf King and Queen - Leaders of all werewolves, though strictly controlled.
Witches and Wizards - Held under council supervision.
Vampires - Subject to strict regulations and territorial restrictions.
Every being born with exceptional abilities was monitored, categorized, and bound. Those deemed too powerful or rebellious faced severe consequences, often forced into servitude or captivity. The council had managed to dominate every bloodline that posed a threat to their reign—except for one.
In their arrogance, the council believed they’d erased all traces of Lycan blood—the rarest and most ancient of werewolf lineages. Unknown to them, a single Lycan survivor had eluded their purge. Gifted by the Moon Goddess herself, Lycans were powerful beyond ordinary werewolves, linked directly to the earth and the cosmos. The Moon Goddess, foreseeing the council’s corruption, entrusted this last Lycan with the prophecy, charging him to protect it until the time was right.
In his exile, this last Lycan found a mate—a vampire princess, powerful and cunning in her own right. Together, they forged a bond that defied the boundaries of their races, and with that bond, they sparked the first steps of the prophecy into motion. The union between Lycan and vampire resulted in the birth of a daughter—a child with an untapped well of power and a fate entwined with that of The Order’s prophecy.
As the centuries turned, the council’s oppression continued, unaware that the legacy of The Order had survived. Unseen and unstoppable, a line of descendants waited in the shadows, each generation growing closer to the moment when the planets would align again, when the prophecy would call upon the heirs of The Order to rise once more.
Now, as that long-awaited alignment approaches, whispers of the prophecy resurface among those who still remember the old ways. Beings who had been oppressed, categorized, and diminished sense a shift, a faint promise of something beyond the council’s grip.
In a world divided, where power is everything and balance is but a memory, the prophecy speaks of a return—a return of balance, a rekindling of ancient strength, and the emergence of a New Order. As destiny draws near, the blood of a queen, a hunter, and an alpha will awaken, their combined powers ready to challenge the council’s rule and restore the peace The Order once vowed to protect.
Aurora POV “Uhhhh, I hate it here, I can't stand these people", I murmured to my best friend Noel as we both stood by our school gates looking into the carpark, he and I have been together since I escaped from the attack on my original pack and every time, I deal with these entitle assholes he is always there to help me pick up the pieces. Every day is the same thing over and over again, the alphas sons and his minions always gives me shit about being an orphan. Everyday it’s the same thing, they start on my clothes, I love black clothes its easier to hide blood so sue me, then it’s the 'your homeless' lines and that don’t bother me at all. What bothers me is when they talk about my parents, they pick on me during school and thank God it’s the only place they will ever meet me. While both Noel and I are in the crescent moon pack we are not official members. We preferred to have the option to leave when we were ready, the house we are currently staying in is a human one ful
"What the fuck is going on here", Oliver shouted so loud that the birds from the tree flew away. It was normal for alpha wolves to be strong and dominant but because we don't really like them and the fact that Noel is here, Azura took over. Her protective instinct kicked in and she pushed Noel behind us. Oliver, Landon and Aaron held hands and Oliver chanted something and in a blink of an eye there were fully clothed. We both stood there with our mouth open and in shocked. They are Hybrids but how is that possible, its extremely rear to be half wolf half warlock/witch hybrids, but for the three of them to be powerful together which meant there's a secrets in the Alphas idiot sons. Maybe this isn't a bad thing maybe I could use this as a way to keep them of my back until we are out of here, Noel tired to move pass me but Azura growl at him warning him to stay put. Rolling his eyes Noel pushed my hand away and stood next to me. Azura and I glared at him but as normal he reall
Landon POV The vampire hand was extended to Oliver as he introduced himself, but before they could even finish their exchange Aurora swayed a little causing the vampire to snatch his hand away grabbing her by her shoulders. As much as I don't like Noel so close to her I really hate that stupid vampire, Noel cursed next to her then took her from the Vampire hand, lifting her cradling her like a baby. For some reason my wolf stirred, trying to push forward to see through my eyes, his sight focus on Aurora in Noel arms and a low growl escaped our lips causing everyone to turn to us. Playing it out as a cough I turned to Oliver, "Are you taking him to dad?" He looked at Aurora in Noel arms then twist his face like he got the smell of something bad and my stomach sank, I know that look, he is going to do something stupid. Focusing on the vampire Oliver straighten his shoulders and took a step forward. "I will take you to our father but whatever is going on with them we wi
Oliver POV My brother is an Idiot, first he blocks us so we cant link him, then he runs of with Aurora and Noel. The meeting in dad office was basically going no where. I don't understand why this is any of our problems. If the girl is in trouble, then let her deal with it, clearly she can protect herself, but something about her and her guy/boyfriend/brother or whatever the fuck she calls him is bothering me. Aurora handle that rouge a little to professional for my liking, is she more hunter than wolf? Is she and Noel a danger for the pack? These questions kept replaying in my head and yes while I would like to have some answers on this, I also have a pack to think about, as we three will be alphas soon. Aaron have been silent since the moment both of us realized Landon left, and I'm not entirely sure if is the fact that our bother is siding with her or the fact that we might be in this prophecy. Standing in this office was causing my wolf to go crazy, we need to know w
Aurora POVEight months.Eight long months of searching for answers. And still, not a single clue on how to break the spell holding us back.The rogue alpha is dead now, and most of his pack either fled or joined ours. The Alpha has them in a separate section of the territory, training them to live like a real pack again. Meanwhile, Oliver has been keeping his distance from me, which makes everything harder. Noel, Landon, and Aaron have grown closer, forming a bond I can only observe from a distance.It's been four months since I hooked up with Landon and Aaron, and things have gotten complicated. Noel said he saw it coming. Azura even hinted that they might be our destined mates. Still, today feels... wrong. I’m restless, not myself. I need space, so I do what I always do—head for the woods.There’s something about the forest that soothes me. I can’t count how many times the guys have found me asleep under a tree or by the riverbank. It’s as if the woods are calling to me, pulling me
Aurora POVThe room fell silent as I finished explaining what had happened. Tension thickened in the air, almost tangible, and Noel’s eyes flickered, shifting colors as he fought to contain his wolf. His wolf—protective of both of his sisters—was barely under control. Aaron was the first to break the silence, moving to sit beside me on the bed and gently taking my hand. His silent support felt grounding. Across the room, Oliver turned and left, his expression unreadable, while Landon hesitated, looking between us before a nod from me sent him after his brother.The three of them were brothers long before I arrived, and as much as I hated to cause a rift, I knew they needed each other. I turned to Aaron, noticing his gaze flicker to Noel."What’s wrong?” I asked, struggling to sit up.“You’ve been unconscious for seven days,” Aaron said, giving me a small smile. “Noel hasn’t left your side. He’s… he’s still struggling to trust anyone with you.”“It’s not just me. It’s my wolf.” Noel’s
Aurora's POVSweat poured down my face, mingling with the dust that rose from the ground with each strike. My muscles strained, my mind sharpened, and yet I felt the pull of something wild beneath my skin, the power that was still new and unpredictable. Noel was across from me, his fists clenched, his stance ready—each move more precise than the last as we circled each other.Noel’s energy crackled in the air between us, raw and explosive, and I could see his wolf just beneath the surface, eager to break free.“Again,” he growled, his voice edged with the rumble of his wolf. “You’re hesitating.”I took a breath and readied myself, gripping the hilt of my dagger tightly. My powers surged beneath my skin, but they felt like an untamed flame, sparking in random bursts rather than the steady flow of control I wanted. Inhaling deeply, I steadied my thoughts, but with each pass, the energy flickered, stubborn and evasive.Noel’s shadow loomed closer, his eyes narrowing as he sensed my distr
Aurora's POVNoel's absence was starting to drive me insane. It’s been six months since he packed his bags, took the car and cash the Alpha gave him, and disappeared. In those months, the guys finally agreed to the mate bond, and we cloaked me to appear human to anyone outside the pack. It wasn’t foolproof, but it helped—especially with all the curious eyes on the pack lately. But Noel’s absence left a hole nothing could quite fill.In these same months, I met Annalise. Powerful, fierce, stubborn. And though she has no memory of our past life, she fought the council—and won. Watching her stand against them was like seeing the prophecy come to life. All I wanted was to call Noel and tell him how incredible our sister was, but he stopped taking my calls after he entered Teodora’s coven four months ago. Our sister is here, right before us, and yet I’m the only one who knows the depths of her strength. It’s maddening.Meanwhile, my training has been nothing short of relentless. Though Oli
Aurora's POVThe sounds outside are gruesome—every crash, every howl sends a shiver down my spine. Azura claws at the edges of my mind, restless and furious. She wants out, wants to fight, to defend what’s ours. But I force her back. Annalise needs me here. I can’t abandon her, not when everything feels so uncertain, so fragile.The guys haven’t been gone long, but it feels like hours. Each moment drags, stretching endlessly as I pace the length of the room, my nerves fraying with every distant scream or clash of bodies. My hands shake, my breath uneven, and Azura’s snarls in my head do nothing to calm me.Then it hits me—a piercing pain, sudden and raw. It explodes through my side, like someone has rammed a knife into my ribs. I gasp, clutching at my skin, expecting blood to pool between my fingers. But there’s nothing. Nothing except the fire blazing along the bond, sharp and unrelenting.A howl splits the air, loud and anguished. It stops my heart in its tracks.My mates.Azura sur
Aurora’s POVWarmth and contentment wrap around me like a protective cocoon. For the first time in what feels like forever, my body is one with my powers. It’s strange—this sense of peace. My powers used to be locked away, and when I finally accessed them, they were wild, uncontrollable, leaving me exhausted and on edge. But now, despite everything happening around us, I’m calm. Truly calm.I let out a satisfied sigh and turn over, expecting to find one of my mates next to me. Instead, the bed is empty. Panic flares briefly in my chest, but a reassuring tug in my mind makes me pause.“We’re in Annalise’s room. You might want to get dressed and meet us here quickly,” Landon’s voice echoes through the mind link, steady and sure.Right, I remind myself. We can mind link now.Moving quickly, I hop into the shower and dress, the urgency in Landon’s tone making my heart race. Once ready, I make my way to Noel’s room and knock. It doesn’t take long for the Moon Goddess’s granddaughter to ans
Aurora's POVIt took two days—literally two days—for word to spread and my father’s forces to be on our doorstep. Damien assured us that the castle was magically protected, but Azura wasn’t convinced. Her restless snarls echoed in my head, her tension clawing at my resolve. She wanted control, and I was fighting her for it.The internal battle left me drained. My powers were so unstable they burned through me, leaving me fragile and on edge.It’s been four days since Annalise slipped into her mysterious state, and still, she hasn’t woken up. We’ve all taken turns sitting in her room, watching her thrash and tremble, her body visibly at war with itself. The Moon Goddess spends hours at her side, her touch the only thing that calms Annalise’s violent episodes.But today feels different. The air is thick with anticipation, like the world is holding its breath.The Moon Goddess finally asked us to leave Annalise with her mates, giving them some privacy. My mates took the opportunity to wh
Annalise's POVMemory SequenceI stand in our wooden cottage, the air thick with storm clouds and tension. The man is beside me, his grip firm as he directs my gaze to the scene unfolding before us.The door bursts open, and my father storms in, flanked by six cloaked witches. Their skeletal hands are grotesque—an eerie blend of bone and sinew. The leader, her face shadowed, prowls through the room.“It’s too protected. We can’t perform the ritual here,” she rasps, her voice a nightmare made real.“I don’t care where,” my father growls, his voice laced with fury. “Just get the children out of her belly. I’ve already lost the first three—I won’t lose my chance at this power again.”The witches nod in unsettling unison and exit. The man beside me grips my arm as we follow.Outside, two witches lay my mother’s lifeless body on the ground. My breath catches, a sharp pain slicing through my chest.“Bring the girl,” the lead witch commands, her voice sharp as glass.Two witches drag a sobbi
Annalise’s POVThe figure pulled back his hood, revealing his face. His long hair was tied neatly in a bun, and his light blue eyes shimmered with a piercing clarity that seemed to see straight through me. A rugged beard covered his sharp jawline, softening his otherwise chiseled features. Despite the tension in the air, his expression was calm—bored, even—and he exuded an unsettling confidence, as though none of us posed a threat.The black magic thrumming through my veins whispered, urging me to show him just how wrong he was. It was tempting, so tempting, but I clenched my fists and fought it back. I wouldn’t let the magic control me.His gaze swept over me slowly, lingering before locking onto my eyes.“If you’re looking for the star, I’m sorry to tell you it’s not here,” he said, his voice rough and deep, like it hadn’t been used in years.I smirked. “I know.”His mask of indifference cracked. His brows furrowed, and anger darkened his expression as he took a step forward.“I’m n
Annalise's POVI wasn’t healing, and being carried was agony. Every jolt, every step sent shocks of pain through my body, so I finally told Nate to put me down. The connection to Nova was still missing, an empty void where her comforting presence should have been. My vampire side, however, surged to the forefront, lending me the strength to keep moving.The forest was a maze of dangers. At every turn, another creature awaited us, claws, fangs, or worse. Exhaustion gnawed at me, a heavy weight dragging my limbs, but my guardians pressed on, cutting through the chaos like blades through shadow. It wasn’t until we reached the base of the mountain that they finally called for a pause.“We’ll camp here,” Nate announced, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You need to rest before the climb.”I didn’t protest. Groaning, I lowered myself onto the ground beside the fire, every movement a fresh reminder of the stab wound in my stomach. The fabric of my shirt clung to the injury, sticky with
Noel's POVMy wolf is annoying. There, I said it. He doesn’t shut up, and he’s too strong for me to control. Like, why did I get blessed with this? All my life, I’ve dreamed of having a badass wolf like Azura, but no—what did I end up with? Kai. The most talkative, sarcastic, and aggravating wolf in existence. I miss the silent days in my head.“Never getting those back, pup.” Kai snorts. “Stop sulking. Stand tall. Straighten your back. For the love of the goddess, act like the Alpha you are, not some pup who lost his chew toy.”Groaning, I plop down next to Aurora. She instantly throws her legs across my lap. Oliver growls low in his throat, and Kai, ever the instigator, chuckles gleefully.“Why is she twitching like that?” Aurora murmurs, her tone heavy with concern.Caleb and Austin are too busy glaring daggers at Damien—who still hasn’t let go of Annalise’s hand—to notice the rising tension in the room. But I do. Aurora is brimming with magic, and seeing Annalise like this is feed
Annalise's POVWe stand in formation, creating a barrier between the Moon Goddess and the creatures. As they approach, a wave of nervous energy flutters in my stomach. I’ve fought countless battles before, but never without my powers. Now is definitely not the time for self-doubt to creep in, but it’s clawing at the edges of my mind. I’m good—better than good—but as these creatures close the distance, their monstrous forms send a jolt of unease through me.Once they’re within range, there’s no more time for hesitation. As one, we launch into battle, swords flashing under the dim, eerie light. The clash of steel against claws and teeth rings in my ears. One by one, the creatures fall, and our formation tightens as we encircle the Moon Goddess. The last of the horde bleeds out at our feet, and just as I think we’ve bought ourselves a moment to breathe, a bone-chilling wind rushes past us.My stomach twists as I hear the unmistakable sound of snapping branches. Wolves burst through the t
Annalise's POVI'm falling. You know that dream where you're falling, and just as you’re about to hit the ground, you jerk awake? Yeah, it’s exactly like that—except this time, I actually am falling. Eyes wide, I twist to see the ground rushing up to meet me. Channeling my powers, I slow my descent into a controlled drop, landing with one knee down and my fist pressed to the ground.Iron Man would be so proud. I’ve perfected his superhero landing. Standing up, I dust off my hands and take in my surroundings. The place is… unsettling. Cold, damp, utterly miserable. The kind of dark, overgrown forest you’d expect in a horror movie where people keep going in, despite every instinct telling them to turn around. Goosebumps prick my skin as I mutter, “Yeah, that’s creepy.”But strangely, even though I know I should be freaked out, there’s a part of me that’s calm. Grounded. Ready. Like I was meant to be here.“Where the hell am I?” I mumble, taking another step back, fully aware this isn’t