(Alexander’s POV)
The conference room in the mansion was thick with tension. Everyone was seated around the large oak table in the center, their faces a mix of determination and worry. Maps, ancient texts, and enchanted artifacts were strewn across the table, but none of it seemed to offer a clear solution. I stood at the head of the table, my fists pressed against its surface as I leaned forward, my gaze dark and focused.
“We have to find a way to get into Daimon’s realm,” I said, my voice low but filled with authority.
“I don’t care how dangerous it is. Evelyn is in there, and we’re getting her back” My aunt stepped forward.
“Alex, we all want Evelyn back, but this isn’t just about wanting. Daimon&
(Evelyn’s POV)My eyes fluttered open, head heavy and throbbing. I blinked several times, trying to adjust to my surroundings. The sky above me was a swirling mix of dark purples and crimson reds, streaked with jagged lightning that seemed to crackle without sound. The ground beneath me was solid, yet it shimmered faintly as though made of some otherworldly material. Twisted trees with blackened trunks and blood-red leaves loomed in the distance, their shadows casting eerie shapes across the barren landscape.This wasn’t Earth.My breath hitched as the realization sank in. I pushed myself up, my body trembling, and tried to make sense of everything. The last thing I remembered was standing at the edge of the battlefield, watching Alex fight. Then…my heart raced, someone had touched me, and everyth
(Evelyn’s POV)I'm not sure how many days had passed since I was kidnapped, but every day I woke up with the hope of being back home in Alex's arms.I was sitting on the cold, stone floor of the room Daimon had confined me in. The air was thick with a malevolent aura, but I refused to let it break me. My hand rested on my stomach, which I now subconsciously cradled whenever I felt the overwhelming despair creeping in. My voice was soft but firm as I spoke to the child growing within me."Your father is strong," I murmured, my eyes distant as I envisioned Alex."He will find us. I know he will. He won't stop until we're safe in his arms... You’re so loved already, little one. You’re our hope...our strength”.
(Evelyn’s POV)Next day, I opened my eyes to see a few of the monstrous creatures surrounding me. The second I stood up, they dragged me through the dim, foreboding corridors of Daimon’s realm. The walls seemed alive, pulsing with a dark, sinister energy. Despite my resistance, their grip was unyielding, forcing me forward into an even darker, colder chamber.The moment I stepped inside, an overwhelming heat washed over me. The center of the room was dominated by a vast pit of glowing, bubbling lava, casting an eerie orange glow over everything. Around the edges of the chamber stood Daimon’s monstrous army, their grotesque forms motionless yet intimidating. Their glowing eyes fixed on me as if awaiting a command.At the far end of the room, Daimon sat on a massive obsidian throne, his posture casua
(Author’s POV)Daimon’s sharp eyes darted around the crumbling chamber, his expression darkening. His monstrous army shifted uneasily, growling in confusion as the shaking intensified.Then, with a deafening crack, a hole formed in the air…just like the ones Daimon used to traverse realms. But this one was different, its edges glowing with a fierce golden light that seemed to purify the dark energy surrounding it.Daimon’s eyes narrowed in confusion and alarm. Before he could react, a figure stepped through the hole… Alex emerged, his aura radiating fury and determination, his eyes blazing with the primal rage of a protective mate. His fists were clenched, and his every step seemed to shake the ground beneath him.“Daimon!” Ale
(Author’s POV)The air was thick with anticipation as the seconds seemed to stretch on forever. The entire group stood outside the mansion, their eyes fixed on the second hole that had appeared in the sky, its swirling darkness ominous and uncertain. Everyone knew this was the moment that would determine everything.Suddenly, the hole rippled, and out of it stepped Alex, carrying Evelyn in his arms. His face was hard, his eyes filled with a mixture of exhaustion and relief. Behind him walked Daimon’s mother, her presence calm and serene amidst the chaos.A collective sigh of relief went through the group as they rushed forward to meet them. Veronica, her eyes wide with concern, immediately approached Alex.“Take her inside” She urged, her vo
(Evelyn’s POV)My eyes widened in shock. I blinked a few times, trying to process the revelation."Daimon’s mother?" I repeated, my voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. Alex nodded, his face etched with gratitude."Yes. She’s the one who helped us bring you back. She’s the reason I could get to you in time. She stood against her son to save you... to save all of us".My heart felt a strange pang. Daimon’s mother, a woman who had likely witnessed so much pain and darkness, had still chosen to help them. It was a surprising, even humbling thought. And before I could say anything else, the woman took a few slow steps forward, her eyes soft and warm. She moved as if the world around her didn’t matter, her focus solely on me.
(Alexander’s POV)The morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. I stirred, my senses slowly coming to life. My first instinct was to tighten my hold on the warmth in my arms, and then my eyes fluttered open.There she was, Evelyn, my mate, lying peacefully against me. Her hair was spread across the pillow, her soft breathing steady, her face serene. After so many days of fear, chaos, and uncertainty, seeing her safe and sound felt like the most beautiful thing in the world.My heart swelled as I just lay there, watching her. I drank in every detail of her face, the way her lips were slightly parted, the soft curve of her cheek, the way her eyelashes rested gently against her skin.For a few moments, I did nothing but stare, letting the weight of everything we had been through fall away. Then, unable to resist, I leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her forehead.“I love you” I whispered softly, my voice filled with so much e
(Evelyn’s POV)The sun was shining warmly through the large windows of the mansion’s living room, casting a golden glow over everyone gathered there. I sat on the plush sofa, my laughter ringing through the space as the younger members of our group surrounded me with endless jokes and playful banter.Chris had just finished an exaggerated imitation of Magnus’s battle stance, earning hearty laughter from the group, including me.“Hey!” Magnus protested, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably.“I don’t look like that!”“Oh, you do,” Veronica quipped from her seat by the fireplace, a smirk playing on her lips.
(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