Savage When I awoke the next morning to the gentle rays of sunlight filtering through the window, I find Levi watching me with a soft smile on his face. His hand reaches out to brush a strand of hair from my cheek, his touch sending a warm shiver down my spine.“Good morning, my queen,” he whispers, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. “I hope you slept well.”I stretch out and yawn, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over me from the moment I opened my eyes. “Good morning, my king,” I reply, unable to contain the smile that tugs at my lips. “I slept like a rock.”Levi’s eyes sparkle with affection as he helps me out of bed, his touch gentle yet reassuring. “Today is a new day, filled with endless possibilities,” he says, his voice warm and soothing.As we prepare for the day ahead, the sense of purpose and determination that has fueled me yesterday returns in full force. I know that challenges lay ahead for us as leaders of the pack, but I also know that together, we ar
Savage The trip to hell with Blake being the ruler has been exhausting. At the same time, nerve racking as he is introducing me as his queen today.The journey through hell is nothing short of harrowing, with flames licking at the edges of our path and sinister creatures lurking in the shadows. Blake leads the way with a steely determination, his powers radiating around him like a protective shield. I stay close by his side, drawing strength from his unwavering presence as we navigate the treacherous terrain.As we finally reach the heart of hell, where Blake rules with an iron fist, a hush falls over the assembled demons and dark beings. Blake stands tall and imposing, his gaze sweeping over the gathered crowd with a fierce intensity that brooked no challenge.“Behold, my queen.” Blake's voice booms through the cavernous space, echoing off the walls with a commanding power that demands respect. “She is strong, she is fierce, and she is my equal in every way.”I feel a surge of pride
Savage“S…a…v…a…g…e…” I hear whispered as I open my eyes and realize it's dark out.The whisper of the word “Savage” echoes through the darkness, sending a shiver down my spine. I look around, trying to discern the source of the haunting voice that seems to materialize out of the shadows. A chilly wind sweeps through the air, carrying with it an otherworldly presence that made my skin prickle with unease. I brace myself for whatever malevolent force lurks in the darkness.As the whispering grows louder, a figure emerges from the shadows, its form twisted and contorted in a grotesque parody of humanity. It moves towards us with an unsettling grace, its eyes gleaming with a feral light that sends a jolt of fear through my heart.“Savage,” it hisses again, its voice a guttural rasp that seems to reverberate around the room. At the same time, I see Blake sleeping beside me like nothing is happening.I realize with a start that Levi is in some sort of trance, oblivious to the looming thre
SavageDays have come and gone since I have become queen to the werewolves, the vampires, and hell. I have been taking turns in each world to right the wrongs that have been done in the past. Along with uniting all the kingdoms to one.“Savage, you need to rest. Our children will be coming soon.” Adrian whispers against my head as he picks me up and sits down on the library couch with me.I lean into Adrian's embrace, grateful for the warmth and comfort he provides amidst the chaos that surrounds us. The weight of my responsibilities as queen presses heavily upon my shoulders, but in moments like these, I find solace in the love we share. “I can't rest, not yet,” I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. “There is still so much left to be done.”Adrian's gaze softens as he brushes a strand of hair away from my face, his touch gentle and reassuring. “You have done more than anyone could have ever imagined, Savage. The realms are at peace because of your strength and wisdom. But even q
Levi With the birth of our children fast approaching, I have been trying to get everything ready for when they arrive. At the same time, trying to find more answers on The Power Of Three prophecy that has Savage anxious.I spend countless hours poring over dusty tomes and ancient scrolls, searching for any clue that can help us unlock the secrets of the prophecy. Savage's anxiety only grows with each passing day, her worry etched deep into her furrowed brow.One evening, as I sit hunched over a particularly cryptic text, a faint whisper seems to echo through the room. Startled, I look up to see a figure cloaked in shadows standing at the threshold.“Who are you?” I call out, my heart racing with apprehension.The figure steps forward, revealing piercing eyes that seem to hold untold wisdom. “I am a Guardian of the Prophecy,” they intone gravely. “And I have come to offer you guidance in your quest for the truth. But you may not like the answers you seek. For The Power Of Three is as
Savage“Shall we go explore our new home before I take you to our new room?” Levi whispers into my ear, causing a shiver to go down my spine.“Or we can go to the room now so we can ravish your sexy pregnant body?” Adrian growls out while nipping my ear.I playfully swat at both Levi and Adrian, laughing at their antics. “As enticing as that sounds, let's save the ravishing for later,” I tease, winking at them. “I want to explore our new home first.”The foyer of the castle was grand and imposing, with a sweeping staircase leading to the upper levels. We wander through opulently decorated rooms, each more magnificent than the last. Adrian and Blake excitedly point out features they find intriguing, while Levi stays close by my side, his presence grounding me in this new reality.As we reach the heart of the castle, a cozy library with shelves filled with ancient tomes and comfortable reading nooks, I feel a sense of peace wash over me. This place truly feels like home, a sanctuary whe
Savage“Savage!” I hear Dr. Whitaker, the same scientist who disappeared months ago and the same one that appeared at my birthday party right before my pack, was killed.My eyes snap open at the sound of Dr. Whitaker's urgent voice, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion. I sit up in bed, my mind still foggy from sleep, as I try to make sense of his sudden appearance.“What are you doing here?” I demand, my voice laced with suspicion. “How did you find me?”Dr. Whitaker's expression is grave as he hesitates for a moment before speaking. “There isn't much time,” he began, his words rushed and urgent. “You're in grave danger, Savage. The Prophecy of Three is coming to fruition, and the consequences could be catastrophic if you don't act swiftly.”“Are you a ghost, and why do you appear right before something happens around me?” I demand while trembling.Dr. Whitaker's features soften at my question, a flicker of regret passing through his eyes. “I am no ghost, Savage,” h
SavageWith one final, monumental effort, I push through the pain and exhaustion, channeling every ounce of determination and love into bringing our last child into the world. Time seems to stand still as I fight against the waves of agony, a fierce sense of purpose guiding me through the storm of sensation. Levi's, Adrian’s, and Blake’s voices are a constant reassurance in the chaos, their words of encouragement a beacon of light in the darkness that threatens to overwhelm me.“It's a girl, but she is not breathing!” the nurse cries out.The room seems to freeze at the nurse's words, a heavy silence descending upon us as fear and panic grip our hearts. I reach out for our daughter, my hands trembling as I cradle her tiny, still form against my chest. Tears well up in my eyes as I desperately search for any sign of life, praying for a miracle to breathe warmth back into her precious body.Levi's face is etched with anguish as he watches on helplessly, his usual calm demeanor shattered