(Alexander’s POV)
After the great celebration, things returned to normal. Peace and serenity enveloped the pack…I was sitting in my office, papers scattered before me, trying to focus on pack-related matters. The sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating my office with a warm glow.
Next minute, the sound of my office door opening broke my concentration, and I looked up to see my aunt, Veronica stepping in, her eyes soft and kind.
“Alex, I wanted to talk to you about something important” She said gently, a knowing smile on her face.
Curious, I leaned back in my chair, eyebrows raised.
“What is it, Aunt?” I asked. She paused, folding her hands in front of her
(Evelyn’s POV)The day of the mating ceremony had finally arrived, and the entire pack was alive with anticipation and joy.Meanwhile, in my room, I was preparing for the most important day of my life. After stepping out of a warm shower, my hair damp and cascading over my shoulders, I was wearing a soft robe.As I turned around, I stopped dead in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat.Standing in the middle of the room was a woman. The stranger wore a magnificent, shimmering white gown that seemed to glow with an ethereal light, almost identical to the one I wore when I transformed into my moon goddess form. The gown caught the sunlight streaming in from the window, casting radiant reflections around the room. The woman had silver hair that flowed grace
(Evelyn’s POV)That night, the moonlight poured into our bedroom through the sheer curtains, casting a soft, silver glow over everything. The room was filled with the faint scent of roses and lavender, remnants of the floral decorations from our mating ceremony. Alexander and I stood together, our eyes locked in a deep, unspoken connection that needed no words.Alexander gently pulled me close, his hands resting on my waist.“Finally, I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long” He whispered, his voice tender yet filled with longing.I looked up at him, my heart still fluttering from the ceremony. My gown shimmered as I moved closer, and felt the warmth of his body against mine.&ld
(Evelyn’s POV)I rushed out of the room, my heart pounding with anxiety as Mia’s words replayed in my mind. I made my way to the main courtyard and saw Alex standing in the centre, giving instructions to the warriors. His commanding voice carried an air of authority, but even in his strength, I could sense the urgency in his movements.As Alex turned around, his eyes met mine, and he immediately noticed the panic etched across my face. Without hesitation, he walked over, his expression softening. He pulled me into his arms, wrapping me in a strong, comforting embrace. I clung to him, feeling the warmth and safety he always provided.He gently caressed my hair, his touch calming but tinged with unspoken concern.“Hey, I’ll come back soon, I p
(Evelyn’s POV)The living room was cloaked in an uneasy silence as Veronica returned from her room, holding an ancient, leather-bound book with intricate golden designs etched on its cover. Everyone's eyes followed her as she placed the book carefully on the table, the atmosphere thick with tension. Alex leaned forward, his brows furrowed in confusion.“What’s this, Aunt?” He asked. She glanced at him, her expression grave.“This may hold the answer to who is behind all of this” She replied, her voice heavy.Then her gaze shifted to me, her eyes silently urging me to reveal the truth. I hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and speaking.“There’s somethi
(Evelyn’s POV)I was sitting in my room when suddenly the air in the room shifted, growing cooler. A familiar shimmer of light appeared before me and when I looked up, my eyes widened. The old lady stood there, her white gown glowing faintly, her smile serene.“Y-you’re here,” I stammered, relief washing over me. I stood quickly, ready to pour out everything that had been weighing on me.“I’m so glad you came. I need to tell you…” The lady raised a hand, stopping me mid-sentence.“I know…I know everything. Your fears, your worries, your doubts... I see it all. That is why I am here” She said gently, her voice calm yet powerful. I froze, my heart pounding.
(Alexander’s POV)The room fell deathly silent. Everyone exchanged nervous glances.“Daimon?” My voice cuts through the silence like a blade. Magnus swallowed hard, his voice trembling.“Daimon, the one... who is neither an angel nor the devil. He is one of the most dangerous beings to ever exist. However, he never ventured beyond his realm after being exiled, and if he has set foot on Earth after all these centuries, it signifies that… the end times are approaching”.“I will not let that happen!” My anger flared, my golden eyes glowing faintly. Magnus nodded but looked grim.“His power is not to be underestimated, Alpha
(Alexander’s POV)“What happened?” I asked, my voice firm yet tinged with unease as I scanned the room for any immediate threat.Evelyn stepped closer, her hands trembling slightly as she gestured toward the bed. On it lay a scroll made of old parchment, its edges frayed and its surface glowing faintly with an otherworldly light.“This... this appeared out of nowhere,” Evelyn said, her voice low but trembling.“I was just sitting here, going through the book Veronica gave me, when it materialized in midair and dropped onto the bed” I frowned and approached the bed cautiously, my sharp eyes studying the mysterious scroll. It exuded a strange energy, one that was neither entirely threatening nor reassuring.
(Alexander’s POV)The second those words left the messenger’s mouth, the whole room fell into stunned silence. I froze, my eyes widening as the words sunk in.“That’s impossible…I don’t have a brother!” My voice is low but trembling with disbelief. The messenger looked up, fear evident in his eyes.“He said his name was Kael. And that he was your father’s firstborn” Before, I could unleash my wolf on that messenger, my aunt stepped forward and sent the messenger away.“Alex... there’s something you need to know” Her face paled. I turned to her, my jaw tightening.“Aunt Veronica, if you know something, if you’ve been ke
(Author’s POV)The once peaceful lands of Alex's pack grounds were now a battlefield, filled with the sounds of war. The ground was soaked with blood, and the air crackled with dark magic as Lazarus’s demonic army clashed against the united forces of Alex's pack, witches, vampires, fae, and guardians.The pack members, exhausted and battered, fought with all the strength they had left, but Lazarus's army was relentless. The demons, monstrous and terrifying, were swarming every corner, and with Lazarus's dark magic fueling them, the pack found it hard to hold their ground.Wolves, injured and weary, fought with their claws and teeth, but the demons’ brutal strength and Lazarus’s unyielding power made each strike feel like it was costing them a piece of their life.
(Author’s POV)The battlefield trembled under the clash of two titans… Alex, the Alpha King, radiating raw power and determination, and Daimon, the embodiment of darkness, exuding malice and cruelty.Their armies fought fiercely behind them, but it was as if the world had narrowed to just these two. Evelyn, standing within the safety of Alden’s sanctuary, watched the battle with bated breath, her hands clutching the edges of the barrier as if her touch alone could protect Alex. Her heart hammered with every strike and blow.They clashed repeatedly, sparks flying as light and darkness battled for dominance. Alex’s strikes were precise and powerful, driven by his unyielding love for his family. Daimon countered with raw strength and malice, each swing of his blade aiming to crush Alex entirely
(Author’s POV)In Alex's pack grounds, a war is ready to break out, but in Daimon's realm, the air outside Alden’s sanctuary was thick, heavy with tension and the stench of impending death. Alex stepped out of the sanctuary’s protective barrier, his steps steady and resolute despite the overwhelming darkness that lay before him. Behind him, his army followed in perfect formation…the angelic soldiers gifted by an angel, their celestial armor gleaming even in the dim, malevolent glow of Daimon’s realm.Inside the sanctuary, Evelyn stood at the threshold, watching Alex with a heart full of both pride and fear. Her hands rested protectively on her small baby bump, her body still weak but her spirit burning fiercely. She wanted nothing more than to stand beside Alex, to fight alongside him, but she knew he would never allow it. H
(Author’s POV)The air was thick with tension as the pack members gathered in the central courtyard of the packhouse. Witch guardian stood at the front, her sharp gaze scanning the faces of warriors, witches, and guardians who had all united under a single purpose… to defend their family and home.The guardians surrounded Witch Guardian as she prepared protective wards around the packhouse. Her hands glowed with energy as she muttered ancient incantations, creating shimmering barriers to protect the vulnerable. Sweat dripped from her brow, but she didn’t falter, knowing the lives of many depended on her magic.The warriors moved to their positions. Groups of werewolves sharpened their claws and teeth, shifting into their wolf forms, their fur gleaming under the dim light. The vampires, with
(Author’s POV)The tension in Alden’s sanctuary was suffocating, the stillness of the air weighed down by the looming battle. Evelyn and Alex sat side by side, their hands tightly clasped as they tried to find solace in each other’s presence.Suddenly, a blinding light filled the sanctuary. The brightness was so intense that both Alex and Evelyn had to shield their eyes with their hands, momentarily blinded.“What is this?!” Alex growled, immediately stepping in front of Evelyn protectively, his instincts kicking in.The light began to fade after a few seconds, and when their vision adjusted, they were met with a sight that left them speechless.Standing before them was a woman unlike anything th
(Author’s POV)Everyone stared at Ezra in disbelief. Gasps echoed through the room while some whispered in confusion.“Demons?” Chris asked, stepping forward, his fists clenched. Ezra shook his head, his expression dark.“Not just any demons. The army is being led by… Alois’s brother”.The room fell silent again, but this time, the silence was laced with shock. Eyes widened, jaws dropped, and even the Witch Guardian looked taken aback.“That’s not possible,” Veronica whispered, her voice barely audible.“Everyone knows the story. Alois’s brother was killed by Alois himself after…” She
(Author’s POV)The ground trembled beneath the weight of Daimon’s monstrous army. Towering beasts with twisted, grotesque forms snarled and growled as they moved in unison, their glowing red eyes fixed on their destination. The air around them reeked of sulfur and death, a testament to the darkness that emanated from their leader.At the center of this terrifying force, Daimon rode on a massive, black-scaled beast, its fiery breath scorching the earth with every step. His eyes burned with rage and malice, his lips curled into a snarl as he clutched the reins tightly.“Evelyn is mine. That child will never see the light of day. And Alex…will die by my hand” He clenched his fists, his claws digging into the reins.The forest that once s
(Alexander’s POV)After eliminating Daimon's creatures and removing the curse off their baby. Evelyn and I proceeded to Alden's sanctuary, which is safe from Daimon and his monstrous army.I gently placed Evelyn on a chair made up of leaves inside the sanctuary. She got herself comfortable, her eyes scanning the cozy space where once Alden was present.“This place feels… peaceful,” Evelyn whispered.“It’s like Alden is still here” I knelt in front of her, cupping her face in my hands. My eyes held a mix of love, pain, and determination.“He’s with us in spirit,” I said softly.“His sacrifice wasn’
(Author’s POV)Daimon was sitting on his throne of obsidian. He was slowly regaining his strength after the brutal encounter with his mother, his body still healing from the divine wounds she inflicted.Suddenly, his chest heaved violently. A burning pain erupted in his core, and his eyes widened in shock. He lurched forward, coughing uncontrollably. Thick, black blood spilled from his mouth, staining the stone floor beneath him.“What… is happening?” Daimon growled, clutching his chest. His claws dug into his skin as more black blood gushed out, each drop sizzling as it hit the ground.His mind spun, trying to make sense of it. His curse was tied to the child growing in Evelyn’s womb, ensuring the baby's life would be his to control. But n