SELENE'S POVEthan is right—nobody is ever truly ready for war.The thought echoed in my mind, sharp and undeniable.His words hadn’t just settled in—they rooted themselves in my chest, heavy and unrelenting. The truth of what was coming was no longer some distant threat. It was here. And it was hungry.But my fear wasn’t about war alone.It was about him.My mate.My Ethan.My heart clenched painfully as the image of him flickered in my thoughts—his eyes dimmed by something that did not belong to him, his voice edged by a force older than memory. I had felt it myself… when I touched him. A shadow, ancient and relentless, coiled beneath his skin.And now I understood.Iris’s fear hadn’t been overblown or dramatic—it had been real. And now, it was mine too.But there was something else… something I could control.I could suppress the darkness within him—still, it, quiet it as a mother calming a violent storm cradled in her child’s soul. I couldn’t remove it… not yet. But I could hold i
The second I saw her—her long silver robes flowing like moonlight, her steps slow but full of purpose—I broke composure and ran.“Aunt Agatha!”I threw my arms around her before I could stop myself.She felt thinner than I remembered. Her once-strong frame now felt like delicate twigs beneath soft velvet. Her scent was familiar, earthy and warm, but there was something different—fainter, like a flame struggling to stay lit.She stood stiffly, but her hand reached up and gently patted my hair, the motion careful, calming.“My little flower,” she murmured.I pulled back just enough to look into her face. Her eyes, once sharp with mischief and magic, were shadowed by fatigue. Her cheeks were hollow, her skin pale beneath the soft lines of age and wisdom.“Aunt Agatha, are you alright? You look unwell.”“I’m alright, little flower,” she said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.I didn’t believe her. But I nodded anyway.Now wasn’t the time to argue.“I need the barrier strengthe
It's getting late but I don't want to go back to my pack yet. I calmly sat near the stream and enjoyed the soothing sound of nature. Even though I can't see, I can hear it all beautifully, the gentle breeze, the birds laying their nest and crickets lifting the mood.As the only child of the Alpha of Blood Moon park, I inherited my Father's Alpha quality even though I'm a Female which was considered Rare and unique, but I was born blind, and that made me the biggest joke of my Park.18 years of my life has been spent on proving my worth to everyone, including my parents. I was fine with it before but now I'm really tired.[Selene! Where are you?].I heard my mother speaking to me through the Mind link, I took in deep breaths and replied to her. "Don't worry, I didn't go far".[Come back fast my dear, Your Dad needs you], She said. My brows wrinkled the minute I heard the worry in her voice, "I'm on my way", I replied to her and stood up. Something must have happened. I immediately shift
'Ethereal' is the word I can use to describe this moment, her golden eyes penetrated mine and then I heard her say, "Mate!".Damn why do I suddenly feel strange, I can feel a warm energy coursing through my veins like never before. All the pain I was feeling slowly faded, it was like I was brought back to life. I then noticed all the gruesome wounds were no more."What exactly are you?!". I heard her ask again."Thank you...". I said Instead of answering her question. I then tried to sit up so I could get a better view of her.I closed my eyes for a bit and opened them back, it's not a dream she's still here. She is the most beautiful Wolf I have ever seen in my entire existence. Her white fur was just like porcelain jade dazzling under the moonlight, her golden eyes adorned her fur screaming Goddess. She just has to be the embodiment of the Goddess of the moon Selene.I couldn't control myself again as I stretched my hands forward, and she carefully moved closer and lowered her h
Emelia's POVIt's already dawn and Ethan isn't back yet, I couldn't help but pace back and forth filled with extreme worry, "oh Moon goddess please protect my son"."My lady, the second prince is back ". Sheila, my personal Maid informed me. "Where is he?!". I asked hurriedly."He is at the pala_". Without waiting for her to complete her sentence, I quickly ran to the palace.Seeing him walking like someone who just survived an apocalypse looking all haggard and nothing like a prince, I felt my heart drop. "Ethan...". I called out as I quickly ran closer to him and enveloped him in a tight hug like my life depended on it."What the heck?". I slapped his shoulders lightly, "where have you been?, I was worried sick you know!!". I ranted uncontrollably. His extremely pale face and chapped lips clenched my heart like crazy.I was about to tell him to quickly go get rest, but then I heard him say, "Mom I want to sleep "."What?!". I uttered confused, and before I realized what was happen
"let it in", I said and ruby opened the windows.The flapping sound got louder making ruby step back in fear, this act of hers made me chuckle."Little Flower". I heard Agatha's voice and bursted into laughter, didn't expect she was this impatient."Didn't expect you to be this impatient". I said trying to stop laughing."Laugh all you want, hurry up I'm bored!". She said and the bird flew out the window. I stood up and entered the bathroom with Ruby behind me. She arranged the bath water while I removed my robe. [sigh], I heard her sigh and turned to her, "spill it"."My lady, I feel bad for The great witch, she is stuck in the northern courtyard for heavens know how long, I'm sure it sucks...", she said and came closer to help me into the bath tub filled with warm water and refreshing lavender. "It useless to feel sorry for her", I may sound cruel but it is actually the truth, and like the curious kitten she is, she asked "My lady, why did you say that?"."No one forced her to st
"What?!!". My head went blank for a minute."Yes my dear, you heard me right... I think...". Agatha tried to explain but I turned to leave immediately, "I shall take my leave now". "Please hear me out". She pleaded and stopped me with her hands on my shoulders, "Believe me just this once little flower.... This time the outcome will be different ". She said and it was starting to get on my nerves.[Calm down Sel, I know you don't want to get your hopes up again but Agatha is just trying to help]. Listening to my wolf I composed myself almost immediately. [I know that lena, I just don't have the energy again]. I replied internally before letting out a convincing smile. "Agatha, it's been 17years already, I have long accepted my faith ...... Just leave it be". I didn't bother to bid goodbye as I just headed for the door, at this point all I want is to leave before she can say another word."I just got here so don't tell me you are leaving!".Upon hearing this voice joy and disbelief
Nickolas; "Where did you run off to yesterday ?!"."Father you are mistaken, I only went out to clear my head... You... think too much". I replied trying hard to mask my anger, yesterday's massacre still hunts me."Whatever! Go have your seat". Nickolas said in a hurry bothered by my presence.I bowed slightly and moved to seat next to my brother Zeke, feeling his intense gaze on me I turned to him and asked, "Is anything the problem ?".That cold voice startled him to the core, he turned away and went mute.Soon the chiefs of the sects came and the meeting started with my stepmother opening the floor. "My king, we have been invited for a peace meeting by the werewolves". She said with disgust written on her face."A peace meeting for what?!", Zeke asked.Nickolas smirked before replying, "It is said to be an attack made by hybrids undercover, and they believe the vampires are behind it".'Hybrids' I murmured as my mind took me back to the incident last night with those wolves... Tha
The second I saw her—her long silver robes flowing like moonlight, her steps slow but full of purpose—I broke composure and ran.“Aunt Agatha!”I threw my arms around her before I could stop myself.She felt thinner than I remembered. Her once-strong frame now felt like delicate twigs beneath soft velvet. Her scent was familiar, earthy and warm, but there was something different—fainter, like a flame struggling to stay lit.She stood stiffly, but her hand reached up and gently patted my hair, the motion careful, calming.“My little flower,” she murmured.I pulled back just enough to look into her face. Her eyes, once sharp with mischief and magic, were shadowed by fatigue. Her cheeks were hollow, her skin pale beneath the soft lines of age and wisdom.“Aunt Agatha, are you alright? You look unwell.”“I’m alright, little flower,” she said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.I didn’t believe her. But I nodded anyway.Now wasn’t the time to argue.“I need the barrier strengthe
SELENE'S POVEthan is right—nobody is ever truly ready for war.The thought echoed in my mind, sharp and undeniable.His words hadn’t just settled in—they rooted themselves in my chest, heavy and unrelenting. The truth of what was coming was no longer some distant threat. It was here. And it was hungry.But my fear wasn’t about war alone.It was about him.My mate.My Ethan.My heart clenched painfully as the image of him flickered in my thoughts—his eyes dimmed by something that did not belong to him, his voice edged by a force older than memory. I had felt it myself… when I touched him. A shadow, ancient and relentless, coiled beneath his skin.And now I understood.Iris’s fear hadn’t been overblown or dramatic—it had been real. And now, it was mine too.But there was something else… something I could control.I could suppress the darkness within him—still, it, quiet it as a mother calming a violent storm cradled in her child’s soul. I couldn’t remove it… not yet. But I could hold i
The moment I swore those words, the air around us snapped—charged, alive. The wind stirred unnaturally, rustling the trees in a sudden gust. A strange pulse rippled through my chest like a silent drumbeat.Then came the burn.Subtle at first—like static crawling beneath my skin—but it quickly intensified. My breath caught. A pressure built inside me, raw and ancient, tightening around my lungs.But I didn’t let go of her.Not yet.I ground my teeth and forced myself to stay calm. I wouldn’t show weakness. Not in front of her. Not when she needed my strength.But I felt it—something inside me shifting. Unfurling. Watching.A presence that did not belong.I drew in a sharp breath and finally released her, rising to my feet. The earth trembled beneath me, only slightly, but I felt it. Power thrumming just beneath the surface of my skin. My hands were shaking, not from fear—but from the sheer force of what was clawing its way to the surface.“Selene...” I turned from her, holding out my h
I clenched my fists so tight that my nails dug into my palms. The words came out in a low, jagged rasp, each one heavier than the last. "A force on par with the celestial realm. The maker of the mutated hybrids that terrorized our realm... and the human realm. The dark overlord." The weight of those words seemed to settle over the room, thickening the air, and I could feel my chest tightening as if the mere mention of that name might bring terror to it."Alexander the First," Alpha Lucas completed, his voice colder than usual. His expression matched the gravity of the situation, something I'd seen before—a reflection of deep worry masked by controlled composure.But then my gaze turned to Selene, and everything in me stilled. She was sitting there, poised as always, her fingers curled around her teacup with quiet elegance. There was no sign of shock, no flicker of fear, nothing that should've been there when faced with such a threat. She was... calm. Too calm.And then she smiled.It
Natalie’s knock was soft, almost timid. "Your Highness, Alpha Lucas summons you." Her voice pulled me from the wreckage of my thoughts. I stood slowly, my limbs aching, my mind a haze of guilt and regret. The room still reeked of her scent—faint now, like a ghost clinging to the edges of my soul. I opened the door, and Natalie stood there, her expression tight with worry. Her eyes darted to the blood on my sleeve—I had missed a spot. "Find Claudio," I said quietly. "Tell him to please check up on her." She gave a small nod and turned without a word. I shut the door and leaned against it for a second, exhaling shakily. My heart thudded dully against my ribs. I didn’t want to face him. I didn’t want to face anyone. Not when my hands had nearly taken everything from me. I dragged myself into the bathroom. The mirror above the sink was cracked—mocking me with jagged reflections. I couldn’t even look into my own eyes. I washed my face in silence, scrubbing harder than necessar
Standing before Father’s office, I found myself hesitating, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. My heart pounded—not with fear, but with something raw, something I couldn’t name.Then I noticed Natalie. She stood just outside, her sharp gaze landing on my neck. A split second later, she dropped to her knees."Greetings, My Lady!"A heavy silence fell over us. The weight of her words made my chest tighten. Around us, the guards stiffened in confusion, their eyes darting between us. But I knew.Claudio’s warning echoed in my mind— ‘Hidden from all wolves, not other clans.’Shit. She saw it. She knows.Panic flared in my chest. I rushed forward, grabbing her arms and pulling her up. My grip was firm and desperate, but my voice was soft. "Don't do that again," I murmured, forcing a small, strained smile. "Address me normally, okay?"Her head remained lowered, but she answered, "I understand, my lady."I clenched my jaw. "Princess Selene," I corrected gently.She nodded.And then, h
The room felt eerily silent after Claudio vanished, his words lingering in the air like a haunting whisper. My heart clenched as I stared at the spot where he had stood moments ago.We all have a secret that’s hard to share, don’t we?Something was wrong with him. I knew it. The way he clutched his chest, the tension in his voice—he was in pain. And yet, he had chosen to hide it from me.A shiver ran down my spine, but before I could dwell on it further, the door creaked open once more.This time, it was Ruby.She stepped inside, a tray of pancakes in her hands, her bright eyes softening the moment she saw me. "My lady," she called gently before placing the tray on the small table beside my bed. Then, without hesitation, she ran into my arms, wrapping her small frame around me.I closed my eyes, sinking into her warmth. "How are you doing?" I asked, brushing my fingers through her soft curls."I'm good… better than yesterday," she said, pulling back slightly. Then, with a pout, she ad
Everything replayed in my head like a relentless storm, crashing over me violently, the confrontation with Iris, the truth about Xander and her, the chilling revelation of my fate…Still crouched on my bed, I clutched my head tight as raw, anguished sobs tore through me.“I don’t know what to do,” I choked out, my voice thick with pain. “What do I do now?”The room felt smaller, suffocating. My thoughts spiralled out of control, dragging me down like a heavy brick was placed in my chest. The twisted love between Iris and Alexander, the torment they had inflicted upon each other—it was a cruel reflection of what I had with Ethan. A dangerous, consuming bond.My chest tightened, and a sharp sob escaped my lips.Ethan.His name alone sent a fresh wave of agony through me, merging with the searing pain in my neck. It was unbearable, a fire that burned from the inside out, a wound that refused to close. I curled my fingers into the sheets, gripping them as if they could help me ease the pa
My heart clenched, disbelief roaring through my mind. “What?!” I gasped, taking a step back. “You… you dug out his heart?”.Iris let out a laugh that was hollow, twisted with grief. “After we left the prison, we tried to make a life together, staying in a small village, hidden from the world. I wanted to believe we could have peace. But then the news came. Mother had wiped out thousands of vampires—an entire generation—leaving only a handful who swore loyalty to her. The bloodline was decimated.“Alexander… he couldn’t take it. He snapped. Whatever control he had left unravelled that night. He went on a rampage, killing thousands in a single night—wolves, humans, and anything that crossed his path. He became the monster Mother feared, the very thing she cursed me to destroy.”Iris’s hands curled into fists, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. “At first, he tried to hide it from me. He played the part of the loving mate, whispering sweet words while his hands dripped with bloo