"You taste amazing,” Syvan whispered in his ear and Daylen shuddered. He pushed Daylen against the wall and he breathed out breathlessly. Syvan kissed him on the neck and trailed the kisses up to his lips. Daylen closed his eyes and embraced the kiss. It was a hot and passionate kiss that brought Daylen to his knees.Daylen arched his back and moaned, “aaahh.”Syvan’s inhibitions were lowering seeing how expressive Daylen was. The male’s blood was clouding his eyes with desire. Blinding his senses and forcing him to let go of critical thinking. He wanted Daylen, in every way.He broke the kiss and gazed into Daylen’s eyes. He saw his entire world in the moon god’s eyes, a world filled with laughter, happiness, and a happy ending. Syvan saw a life he once had and the promise of a life that he could have with Daylen in the future. He caught a glimpse of everything that he was supposed to appreciate.Daylen sparked a flicker of a flame inside of him that burned with a warming glow. Capti
Jax escorted Daylen and Uri to the backyard. To show them a shocking sight Razz depicted what had gone down when the weeping came to take Syvan's life. He felt that the two needed to know who they were dealing with. To understand the threat that they were up against. Daylen arrived in the backyard. A chill ran down his spine. The dark aura he felt in the air before was stronger than ever. The closer and closer he got to the garden the more terrified he felt. He raised his gaze to the sky, the clouds that were once blue, a color that brought peace and serenity to all who saw it was now red as the blood. As though the sky was bleeding, wounded. Dead bodies are laid around in every part of the garden. Some were still whole while others had decayed. The rotten smell of corpses wafted in the air they breathed. Uri stumbled in her steps. The sight was heartbreaking and soul-shattering. She had never seen so many dead people in one place.A dark mist shaped as beings hovered around the
Daylen was lost on what to do. He was in no position to fight Syvan, go back in time, or abandon the werewolves. He paced up and down the room brainstorming ideas to handle the situation he found himself in. It irritated him how the whispers only ever gave him warnings of what he shouldn't do. Never once do they give him a clear solution to the problem. It would be nice if once in a while they would give him an answer and not correct the ones he finds. Uri was looking to him to fix everything. Never mind that he was clueless about how to go about handling Syvan. Daylen felt like he was fire and Syvan was ice. They were different from each yet similar and somehow they completed each other. This fact provided no aid to help him protect his people, and his love and prevent the prophecy from coming true. "Urgh," he groaned in frustration. Getting a headache from thinking too much and reaching no solution. Daylen ran his hand over his hair. Inhaling and exhaling deeply. With each seco
Daylen woke up to a busy morning. Syvan had declared that the circle was moving to the main palace of Erelandia. His home. The moon god did his morning routine, he took a cold shower and got dressed. He put on black sportswear with white stripes that made him feel comfortable. The visit to the palace was formal however he couldn't picture himself in a suit. Such clothes better suited his mate. Daylen stepped out of his room, and to his surprise, he ran into Emilio in the hallways. Giving the vampire a nod to show he acknowledged his presence, Daylen walked forward. Emilio made an effort to keep up with him. Striding side by side with him. "What game are you and Syvan playing?" he asked. Daylen's eyes lit up. The conversation from the previous day echoed in his head. It was the most comfortable talk he had with Syvan since their worlds began to change. The first step to achieving his ultimate goal. "The way I see it you need me for this to work and I..."Daylen made a sharp turn aro
"I missed you too, my boyfriend."Jax ran over to Syvan. Taking the man in his arms and embracing him in a tight hug. The audacity of Jax to take Syvan into his arms like that surprised Daylen. It was only the previous day that Jax was telling him how terrified he was of Syvan. Expressing how a vampire who can control the weeping made his skin crawl with fear. But it was also then that Jax made it very clear that whatever Syvan would ask of him he would deliver without question.This a statement that Daylen respected because at that moment he too felt afraid of his mate. Little did he expect that statement to become a reality. A reality that will devastate his life beyond measure. "Your friend is here so early in the morning," Syvan stated returning the hug by wrapping his arms around Jax. "I couldn't hold back my happiness and had to share it with someone. What better person to tell this to than the one who brought us together?" he inquired from Syvan. "You don't have to explain
"The way I see it you need me for this to work and I..." Emilio trailed off. He was roughly pulled into one of the rooms without notice causing him to panic. Casting his eyes at the person who grabbed him. Recognition dawned in his eyes causing him to relax. The tension in his body was released. "Allegra, what is the meaning is this?" asked Emilio. "What's with your new friendship with Daylen?"Emilio leaned back to the door. He crossed his hands before his chest, he wasn't sure where to begin. His newfound friendship with Daylen was a part of his new plan. His endgame was Syvan but he realized that in order to get the crown prince, he had to get rid of his mate. Syvan and Daylen we're at odds. The reason was unknown to him however it intrigued his interest. Daylen showed interest in him to hurt Syvan, the game he understood too well. Only he planned to make it permanent. Daylen used him as a game. A game that was going to become a reality. All he had to do is ensure the rift b
The moon god made his way down with his bags. Ready to embark on the journey to travel to Erelandia with Syvan? His heart was heavy with the weight of the distance between the two of them. A burden that left him clueless as to how he was to bridge the gap between them and get back to how things were. The love Syvan showed him transformed his black-and-white life and made it colorful. Leaving Syvan's side meant going back to the life he had before. A life without a spark. That wasn't an option Daylen wished to entertain. Although it was difficult to watch Syvan with someone else, he convinced himself to stay. Convinced that he would be able to change Syvan's mind to stop hating him. "Day!!!" Jax screamed in excitement at sighting him. "Where did you disappear to?"Daylen sighed. Syvan went and made his life more complicated. Compelling Jax to believe that he was his best friend was utterly cruel. "I have been waiting for you. I have so much to tell you about Syvan," Jax let out in
"Happiness is the one thing gods will never have," Daylen heard and turned around. His eyes opened wide with shock as he glanced at the moon goddess standing behind him with two elders keeping guard behind her. She wore a sleeveless silver dress with the emblem of the moon on it. Her dress stretched to the ground. Her silver hair was tied in a bun with silver circlets aligned in her hair in the shape of the moon. Her hands elapsed in front of her, holding herself with the grace and elegance of a goddess.Her face held the most beautiful smile. Daylen rubbed his eyes wondering if he was daydreaming. It was unlike his mother to descend to earth from the moon palace. The moob goddess was taking her nap, having her stand right before him was a mere wish. "I didn't keep you from love because I hate you, son. I was simply trying to protect you from the pain of love," the moon goddess uttered. Daylen felt his cheeks wet with tears of happiness. In his heart, he had prayed to see her. To