Laura's point of view:"I don't know about it, and I don't want to know!" Damien growled, trying not to let me finish my explanation. "That's not an excuse!" he interrupted me, not making any effort to hide his disappointment. "I was like an open book to you, but you... You never thought of me as your mate. I had to discover who my mate is from witches. Worse, you weren't even willing to trade the heart of your dead mate in exchange for me..." I couldn't hear much of what he was saying without standing up for myself. "If I had given them the heart, they would've killed you a long time ago. It was the only guarantee for you to stay alive." I moved closer to Damien, but he backed away from me. "Stay where you are!" he hissed at me as if he was disgusted by my presence. I looked at him strangely, not intending to get any closer to him. "Now what is it?" I asked him, and he answered, "I don't trust you anymore..." "Okay, don't!" I exclaimed with a fake smile on my face. "Do as you
Laura's point of view:I was sitting in Damien's office, facing Alan. Amira was sitting beside him, while Damien sat beside me. "So basically, you are both sisters from a previous life, and both of you are related to Alan and his mate?" Alan questioned, finding it hard to believe what we were saying. "That's right!" Alan confirmed, but he was far from convinced. "This is too much to believe. I mean, I did notice that she was quite different from other werewolves. I noticed that she had something to do with the mighty wolf that appeared in our battle. I noticed strange things happening around her..." "...You noticed all of that, and yet you refuse to believe that she is the Queen who built the entire kingdom?" Alan mocked Damien, trying to give him a clearer picture. "You know what? I know what to do." I pressed my lips against Damien's. You might wonder, what does a kiss have to do with our situation? Well, through that kiss, I shared most of my memories with him. When we broke
Laura's point of view: I was sitting in Damien's office, facing Alan. Amira sat by his side, while Damien sat by mine. "So basically, you are both sisters from a previous life, and both of you are related to Alan and his mate!" Alan exclaimed. "Exactly!" Alan confirmed, but he was far from believing what we had to say. "This is too much to believe. I mean, I noticed that she was quite different from other werewolves. I noticed that she had something to do with the mighty wolf that appeared in our battle. I noticed strange things following her..." "...You noticed all of that, and yet you refuse to believe that she is the Queen who built the entire kingdom?" Alan mocked Damien, trying to help him see the bigger picture. "You know what? I know what to do." I pressed my lips against Damien's. You might wonder, what does a kiss have to do with our situation? Well, through that kiss, I shared most of my memories with him. When we broke the kiss, we were both breathing heavily before
Laura's point of view: Unlike Alan, neither of us wanted to surrender. That's why we started searching for solutions. I mean, even though Andrew's followers already have his body and his heart, they haven't awakened him. This means something is missing, and we still have time to prevent him from rising again.Thinking about it, life seems odd. It's funny how life can change in a matter of seconds. I mean, right now I'm trying to keep Andrew half-dead, but there was a time when I was ready to give everything to keep him safe.In addition to that, he used to be my shelter, but now he's my doom. In fact, he was never a devilish person; he created the entire werewolf race. So essentially, he is more like a father to the werewolves than just a leader.He was kind, lovable, and charming. Yet his love for power destroyed him. He lost himself in his search for domination, just like many creators. He lost his mind in his pursuit of greatness.Yes, Andrew wants the werewolf race to be the great
Laura's point of view: No time to waste, no intention to look back. This is where it all starts. "It's either do or die!" I declare, one step away from reaching the entrance where the first man to the wolf's follower resides. On my right side is Damien, and on my left are both Alan and Amira. Behind us are only twenty fighters from the special forces. Based on what Damien and Alan claimed, they are the best of the best. Each of them can match the power of three Alphas combined, and they're also more loyal than any other Lycan. Amira successfully located the whereabouts of the witches and werewolves who decided to side with Andrew. In fact, something doesn't seem right. I mean, it's all easier than it should be. I doubted, and still doubt, that there is something fishy about it all. Yet, both Alan and Damien were like - I should relax and get done with all of this. Well, I'm trying, even though there is something inside me that keeps screaming that something is off. I mean, w
Laura's point of view: I don't remember how, but all I recall is darkness.Still, when I open my eyes, I find myself chained to a bed. I try to set myself free, but I am weaker than I have ever been.Like any other powerful female, I do the obvious, which is scream out loud."Get me out of here!"Wait... What were you expecting me to do... To fight?Well, I'd love to fight and free myself. Kill every person who had a hand in making me this way. It's just that I am as weak as a human being.Although I can't fight, I can still at least give them a headache.I keep screaming and shouting until the door bursts open, and then I regret it.I don't have my heightened senses anymore, and I still don't know who put that necklace on me.In fact, anyone can put the necklace on me, but no one other than Andrew can take it off.Hopefully, and not hopefully, it is Safira."Shut the hell up, or else I can make you!""Safira!" I call her name, surprised that she is there standing in front of me. "Are
Laura's point of view: I am dragged by Safira and her minions outside to a den. I am only able to meet Damien; he is also dragged outside while half-conscious. Only God knows what he has been through to end up that way. A hint of déjà vu passes through me, and in no time, I find myself lost in trauma. He kind of reminds me of the death of my mother in this life. She was also dragged that way. I pray hard to just be hallucinating, breaking things up in my mind. The thing is, I cannot imagine a life without my mate by my side. Still, no one seems to hear my prayers. They have us both facing each other. Meanwhile, between both of us, there is a pile of rocks that seems to be arranged in a way that looks like a grave. Then, the graceful old witch shows up again and starts a speech. I don't know why, but witches are kind of an irritating type of creature, especially when they start giving those speeches. It's always about them claiming to be natural daughters, as if they aim to
Laura's point of view: Not that I am forced to watch him take his last breath, slowly. I am also forced to see his body being treated in the worst way ever. Two of the rogues they were working with carried his body above the pile of rocks that used to be between both of us a while ago when he was alive. The pile of rocks seems to magically soak up every drop from his dead body until it is empty. Meanwhile, Safira gets closer to me and whispers. "You know who's lying under those rocks, or not. I can give you a hint - a body and a heart. That's all I can say." I am quite far away from caring anymore since I am still lost in the agony of losing my mate. It wasn't just the mate bond that was between us; it was love. Through all the difficulties we've been through, we both learned how to love each other. Now, he is gone, and I am left alone to suffer for an eternity. That's not fair, not fair at all. All I have done is work harder than anyone else to ensure that everyone gets their
Laura's point of view: As I was done speaking to Avyanna, I immediately made my way back to New Orleans.I made sure that only the best of our enforcers were involved in this voyage to New Orleans.I wasn't planning to involve Damien, so I didn't tell him about the call from Avyanna nor what she told me about. Same goes for Amira and Alan.I wanted to get over with the mission as fast as possible, and be sure that both my daughters are safe.Perhaps, I’m over controlling as everyone claims, but if it’s all that I need to be to make sure that my twins get a safe life - then so I’ll be.Before the jet landed, I received the urgent information I requested about the so-called alpha Roger. I can gladly state that the information is good for nothing.Yet, what reason does he have to pursue my daughters, and even wish for my death?Could it just be that he is one of those stupid greedy alphas that dreams about taking the throne?Even if he is, he should be set as an example to anyone who da
Laura’s point of view: "I don't blame her for running… I would do the same if I were her!" Damien burst out with the words, and I felt angry at him.Instead of dealing with our kingdom's real issues, I'm locked here while trying to figure out where my daughters were.I have witches on my tail; vampires, and even traitorous wolves roaming around my kingdom, and instead of taking actions like true leaders, I’m here playing the role of the bad mother.Worse than that, my mate is not supportive of me. He thinks I’m quite paranoid by being overly controlling of everything.I would have gone too far to believe that he doesn't see things the way I do if he wasn't there with me through all the ups and downs I've been through.Sometimes, I wish I were just Laura, the mateless girl rejected by her alpha mate, and then my story ends.As for now, I seem to be fighting an endless war without having anyone on my side.Fun fact, when I first came to the Palace, I thought of Queen Sofia in the worst
Avyanna's point of view: She just shouted; the end stumped away from us, is she for real? Brandon seemed not to trust Roger's wolf, neither did I. I can’t say the same for Rebel. In no time, Brandon shifted to his wolf then went for a run. It was a sign that he was in no mood, and I kind of understood him. I have to say it again, foolishness runs in the blood of our family - it’s official. I mean, how could she be that dumb to trust someone she barely knows. I’ve seen his wolf, he is stronger than what he claimed. I doubt anyone could easily escape him. Anyway, since he wanted to play that game, I’ll be glad to play it with him. I closed my eyes while thinking about Luther, the only one that still can have a bit of control over Rebel, because the last I do remember was that she's really into the role of I am a queen and no one knows better than me. I closed my eyes, then called his name the same way Austin told me to do. Part of me didn't believe that the link would work. I
Roger's point of view:I might underestimate that Avyanna girl, but that is a mistake that will not happen again. I made a note in my mind about the importance of getting rid of her as soon as possible.As for now, and since I am already discovered, I needed to find a way to get myself out of this mess with less amount of damage.The moment Rebel spots me, her eyes were all in disbelief. In no time, she was making her way toward me.“Shift!” She ordered, and I did as I was told.In no time, I was in my human form, totally naked. Fun fact, I knew that I might find a piece of clothes somewhere near to me, but I didn’t care to find any.I wanted my future queen to see the difference between a real man and the fake one by her side.I kind of do not regret coming here, especially after that I learned that the Brandon guy isn’t a real deal in her life.Based on the argument they had - their entire engagement is nothing but an arranged one. She won’t be that hurt when I finish his life.Well,
Avyanna's point of view: Something doesn’t seem right. I tried to learn some few things about alpha Roger, but the thing was that I couldn’t find a thing about him. Firstly, it was because no one wanted to talk to me after what happened. Second, it was because there was indeed nothing about him. It all started when I saw my sister and Brandon leaving his office while arguing. As it seems, Brandon doesn’t seem to like him, nor trust him either. Fun fact, Rebel met him just one day, and she was willing to trust him. Well, it seems that foolishness wasn’t something related to only me. Our family has a huge history when it comes to foolishness. Anyway, what was suspicious was that he went after them without any of them noticing. I would normally follow all of them to see what’s happening. The thing was that no one was around me, and no one was in his office. So I would be too dumb if I missed such a chance. I slid inside his office after that I masked my scent. It was one of
Roger's point of view:I saw the look on her face when she knew what I was. I saw the fear that she had while looking deep into my eyes. Part of her didn't want to believe that the one standing in front of her is a true alpha. You might be wondering but a true alpha I can be. Well, you can tell that I am an alpha bloodline, but stronger than a normal alpha. Why? Well, that also can be explained. The more I kill the more I get stronger. It is always a matter of time before I started having all of whoever I killed. She knew that if I kill her right away, all her power, special gifts, and even title would belong to me. It's just that I'm not thinking of killing her at all. I do have some other plans for her. I am a great alpha, and I deserve a great mate. My destined mate was too weak and I don't deserve someone like her. The reason why I ended her life. I ended that weak human before any sort of bond can be created between both us. I can't deny it, I do have nightmare
Rebel's point of view:I didn’t know since when I was asleep, but it feels like forever. It is so comfy that I don’t want to wake up. Matter of fact, things don’t always go the way we want. My phone rang and I ignored it. Not when it rains again. Well, whoever it is that person is doomed to death. This is what I thought before I saw my mother’s number on the screen of my phone. I answered the call while trying to get myself ready for whatever she was preparing for me. After all, I did wrong when I decided to go against her and come here. Still, I won’t give up on my sister. I will not let her feel the loneliness that I grew up feeling years ago. I made my decision, and whatever result is waiting for me, I’m ready to take it. I answered my mom, and as expected, she was deadly worried and angry at both of me and Brandon. Not when I told her what happened a day ago. First, she wanted to come and join us both, but that wouldn’t be a good idea. The reason why she allowed me and B
Avyanna's point of view: My sister already spent hours in the packhouse, meanwhile, I and my mate decided to go back to my mother's house. Trying to know that I was totally happy seeing her, especially knowing that she was the reason both me and my mate had our life so far. Brandon is here too, it is right now with her at the office of Rogers's house. Still, I wouldn't deny feeling a bit jealous. Especially when everyone bowed to her. I felt that this could be me. The thing is that I've never cared about power, Glory, or anything other things my mom wants from me. And when I saw that the same people who wanted to hurt me were bowing, shaking with fear, and ready to do anything to please my sister, I wanted to be her for a moment. I shook my head trying to throw away all those things. All I want to focus on right now is that she came all the way searching for me, and even saved my life. I should be grateful, but it's time for me, and my mate to leave. Well, here comes the i
Rebel’s point of view: The fire burned through my veins the moment a vast alpha wolf aimed to kill my sister. Brandon ran straight toward both of them while trying to get between Alpha, Avy, and Peter. The weird thing was that Brandon was knocked down the moment he was near the wolf. Seeing through the situation, it wasn’t doing us any favor. As a matter of fact, I just arrived six minutes ago. Still, I can tell how strong this alpha is. I’m even doubting if any of us will make it with less damage if we fought against an entire pack with such a strong alpha. The reason why I decided to avoid the fight was still not to show any weakness. I growl, giving the alpha a warning, and also, showing my dominance of the entire pack. After all, I am the future werewolves’ Queen, and I won’t believe any of them would dare fight against me, even that strong alpha. As I expected, the moment all of them acknowledged my presence due to my dominant aura, they all bowed to me. When I say all,