(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
(Alexander’s POV)Three days have passed since I announced a battle with Kael…One night, I was startled awake by my strong instincts, even before a frantic mindlink from a patrolling pack member arrived."Alpha King, we’re under attack! The borders have been breached!" I didn’t waste a second. I immediately mindlinked the entire pack."Everyone to your positions. Evelyn, Ashley, Alaina, Brian, Chris, meet me outside the mansion. Move quickly!"Within moments, the pack grounds were alive with movement. Evelyn emerged beside me, dressed for battle, her eyes glowing faintly with power. Ashley and Alaina followed, their expressions tense but determined. Brian and Chris flanked me, their sharp senses scanning the horizon.
(Evelyn’s POV)The moon hung low in the sky, casting its silvery glow over Crescent Valley. The ancient ground seemed to hum with an unspoken tension as Alex and I arrived with our pack warriors. Brian and Chris, along with the other warriors, kept a watchful distance, ready to step in if necessary. Alex held my hand tightly as we approached the clearing where Kael stood waiting, his figure illuminated by the moonlight.Kael was alone, his posture relaxed but his expression unreadable. His eyes, so much like Alex’s, glimmered with an unsettling mixture of bitterness and pain.“So, you came,” Kael said, his voice calm but laced with a cold edge.“I didn’t think you’d bring her along, though” His gaze flicked to me.
(Author’s POV)It's been days since Kael met Alex and Evelyn. After that, he struggles with his own emotions. So one day, he approached Alex's land but did not breach the border. He went near the waterfall, where he had often gone as a child.The sound of rushing water filled the air, its cascading streams glistening under the sunlight. This place held bittersweet memories…a sanctuary from a time when he was still just a boy, untainted by the darkness that now consumed him.Just as he was about to step closer, he froze.Two figures sat by the water’s edge, their laughter blending harmoniously with the sound of the falls. His breath hitched as recognition dawned on him.Ashley and Alaina…His sisters.
(Evelyn’s POV)The soft hum of conversation filled the living room as Ashley, Alaina, Mia and I sat together, the fire crackling warmly in the hearth. I glanced at the clock occasionally, waiting for something.Suddenly, the door of the mansion creaked open. All eyes turned toward it, and in stepped Veronica…followed by Kael.The room fell into silence. Ashley and Alaina froze in shock, their eyes wide, while Mia stared, unsure how to react. I, however, had a serene smile on my face, as I had expected this moment.I immediately mindlinked Alex."Alex, come to the living room. Now!”Within moments, Alex burst into the room, followed closely by Brian and Chr
(Evelyn’s POV)The man standing in front of us chuckled, a melodious sound that seemed to lighten the air in the room.“I am your protector, sent by the Moon Goddess herself. My name is Ezra. You might also know me as the Watcher who sent you that message” Alex’s eyes widened.“You? You’re the one who gave us the message?” Ezra nodded, his smile turning cheeky.“That’s me. And, might I say, I’m impressed you figured out part of the truth. But there’s more to come, I assure you” I blinked in disbelief.“Wait… so you’re the one watching over us?” Ezra grinned.
(Alexander’s POV)It had been a week since Kael left, and the peace that followed was almost unsettling. The mansion was calm, but I couldn’t shake the unease that gnawed at me from within. Sitting alone in my office, papers and maps scattered in front of me, he leaned back in my chair, my fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.My mind kept circling back to Daimon.‘What was he up to? After his brutal attack on the four packs, Daimon had gone quiet…Too quiet. It wasn’t like him to retreat without a clear reason, especially after making such a grand, violent entrance’. I had been preparing my pack for anything, staying alert, but there had been no sign of Daimon.I clenched my jaw, frustrated by the silence. My mind was sha
(Author’s POV)The second Magnus said that name, gasps rippled through the pack warriors who had heard the name before in whispered stories passed down through generations. The tales of Daimon were legends…a being of immense power and cruelty, shrouded in mystery and fear. Some warriors took an instinctive step back, their courage wavering in the face of the mythical figure now standing before them.Alex’s fury boiled over as he watched his pack members tremble. He couldn’t allow fear to cripple them.He mindlinked every one of them, his tone resolute and commanding.“Listen to me! I know the stories you’ve heard about Daimon. I know the fear in your hearts. But let me remind you…we are the strongest pack in the world! We
(Alexander’s POV)The battlefield, once filled with chaos and fury, was now eerily silent. The air was thick with tension, and my wolf, bruised and bloodied, staggered to his feet, his golden eyes locked onto Evelyn’s unconscious form lying on the ground. My heart clenched at the sight of her motionless body, her ethereal glow dimmed.With a pained growl, I forced my wolf to transform back into human form. The process was excruciating, my body protested every movement but I pushed through, driven by the sight of my mate. My breaths were ragged, legs trembling as I stumbled toward Evelyn.Falling to my knees beside her, I cradled her delicate frame in my arms. Her face was pale, her chest rising and falling shallowly. Panic surged through me as I gently brushed her hair away from her face.
(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
(Evelyn’s POV)The atmosphere in Daimon’s realm was thick with darkness and tension as Alden, Alex, and I stood in a clearing surrounded by towering, twisted trees. The eerie glow of the cursed land flickered around us, casting long shadows on the ground. This was where we would begin our plan to remove the curse from the baby and destroy Daimon.Alden drew a circle on the ground using powdered white crystal mixed with herbs. His hands moved steadily as he chanted ancient incantations. The ritual required creation magic… pure and ancient magic that hadn’t been used in centuries.I stood inside the circle, my small baby bump visible, my hand resting protectively over it. Alex stood beside me, ever vigilant, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.“Are you ready?” Alden asked, looking at us both with a serious expression. I nodded, determination shining in my eyes despite my weakened state.