Alexander's PovAs I raced through the winding stone paths of the town, urgency pushed every step I took. The cold air bit at my skin, a reminder that the dark rogues were nearby. I couldn't stop thinking about Olivia, who was surely outpacing me with her speed and grace, responding to that haunting scream that had frozen my heart."Stay back and guard the palace!" I had commanded the others, even though every part of me wanted to keep them close. My decision felt heavy, but it was necessary. The safety of everyone depended on it. Yet, my mind couldn't escape the image of Olivia's fierce eyes and the fire in them.The town centre approached—a scene of chaos. Warriors battled shadowy figures, the dark rogues blending with the night as if performing a dance with the darkness. Their nearly invisible presence sent chills down my spine, memories resurfacing of training sessions with Olivia and how I could sense the air more around me when she was about to strike."Olivia!" I yelled, knowing
Olivia's povAs the sun began to rise, casting a golden hue over the destruction, I gathered the last remnants of my strength for one final light. It shot from me like an arrow, striking the rogue with precision. The creature crumbled to the ground. My powers were weak from overuse; my light no longer vaporised the dark creatures to ashes. I stood, panting, and let the relief wash over me as the first rays of light touched my skin.The battle had taken its toll, not just on my body, but on my spirit. I was exhausted, drained of every ounce of energy. Yet, there was solace in the sunrise—proof that we'd survived the night. But a glance around the town center quickly crushed that moment of peace. It was a scene of devastation. pack members lay wounded, others deathly still, their sacrifice evident in the carnage. Determination fueled me, blocking out fatigue as I made my way to the nearest wounded pack member. I had to heal them and give them a chance to see another sunrise. As I knelt
Olivias pov"We should burn their bodies," I announced, my voice steady though my heart pounded in my chest. The others nodded in agreement as the smell of ash and burnt earth hung in the air, remnants of a battle that felt almost apocalyptic. There was an eerie silence in that moment—a rare, fleeting calm amid the chaos.I turned to walk away, but as I did, I felt my knees weaken, a sudden wave of exhaustion crashing over me. The world tilted once more. Before I could hit the ground, a pair of strong arms caught me, holding me steady."Olivia," Alexander's voice was both a reprimand and a soothing balm, "you should rest.""I can't," I replied, a stubborn edge to my voice. "I need to heal these people."He frowned, his grip firm yet gentle. "Sit down. We'll bring them to you."I gave him a tired smile. "I can't let them see me weak," I admitted, my voice softer now, almost a whisper.Alexander brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his fingers briefly grazing my skin, sending a s
Olivia's POVThe rogues that had once been our enemies lay strewn across the ground, their dark forms stark against the orange glow of the early morning light. I watched as members of my pack began the grim task of gathering the rogues' bodies, piling them onto makeshift pyres where flames would purify the darkness.A deep inhale did little to ease my exhaustion, and as the murmur of voices swirled around me, I knew it was time for our meeting. The palace loomed ahead, a sanctuary of stone and history, and inside, the other Alphas awaited decisions about our future. Dusting off my hands, I strode forward, determination outweighing my weariness.Inside the palace, the tension was palpable. Alphas were scattered around the room, their expressions a mix of relief and lingering wariness. I walked in and took my seat next to Alexander. The flames of victory had barely cooled, but the air within the palace was thick with anticipation. We were all here, gathered to decide what came next. As
Olivia's povThe stench was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. My eyes watered and a surge of unease washed over me. Rising from my chair, I motioned to everyone in the room, signalling them to follow. Determination took hold as I moved towards the palace doors, instinct steering my steps.The moment we stepped outside, the full force of the smell hit us, mingling with thick, dark smoke as acrid as the scent of burning rubber. It clawed its way into my lungs, making me cough and cover my mouth with my hand.Alexander came up beside me, his eyes scanning the area with an urgency that mirrored my own. "They're burning the bodies," he said, his voice tense. "I've never smelled something so foul."My senses screamed that something was off, a wrongness that thrummed through the air in waves. "Something isn't right," I muttered, starting towards the immense, glowing pyres a short distance ahead.The closer I got to the flames, the worse the smell became, clawing at my throat lik
Olivia's POVIn the aftermath of the confrontation, I fought to steady my racing heart, pushing aside the lingering sting of Alpha Kyle's words. The tension hung thick in the air, but there was no time to dwell on it. The fate of the pack and our home demanded my focus, and I couldn’t afford to falter.The sky above had brightened. Yet, even with daylight, an uneasy stillness pervaded the atmosphere as if the world held its breath for what came next. Exhaustion gnawed at me, but I refused to give in."Keep gathering the bodies," I instructed the remaining warriors, attempting to focus on the task at hand. "Stack them over there, and we'll decide on another way to deal with them."A chorus of nods followed my command, determination etched across the faces of those who had survived the night. They moved as one, driven by necessity more than anything, doing whatever it took to protect what was left of our home.As I turned to join the effort, a firm grip caught my arm, halting my stride.
Alexander's POVHer eyes had said one thing, but the way she vanished into thin air was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Her expression had been etched with fear, a silent scream for help that echoed long after she disappeared."Olivia, tell me what's wrong," I had pleaded, desperation seeping into my words.Her response was to turn away, a simple, haunting "I have to go," before she ran for the door. And then, just like that, gone.Frantic, I raced outside, heart pounding in time with my footfalls. The palace grounds stretched vast and empty, save for the soft whisper of wind through the trees. The chill in the air was sharper, more biting without her presence."Olivia!" I shouted into the creeping darkness, hoping against hope for a response. My voice echoed back at me, hollow and unnerving. The absence of her was a tangible thing, a gap in the fabric of my world that threatened to unravel everything.Victor was approaching from the path leading up to the palace, his stride purposeful
Olivias povMy heart pounded in my chest aura stirring with in me warning me of something horrible that was about to happen. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of Aura—the spirit wolf that resided within me—pulsing through my veins, guiding me with an insistent urgency. Her strength was always there, whispering truths only I could hear. But now, her voice filled me with dread, a low hum that demanded action.With breaths heavy and sure, I called upon Aura, letting her essence flow through me. Reality blurred at the edges as the world around me disappeared in a kaleidoscope of swirling lights and shadowy figures. Teleporting was still unfamiliar, a skill that twisted time and space, requiring trust and precision.When I finally opened my eyes, the scenery settled into clarity—the familiar outlines of the town centre emerged. The world spun briefly around me as I steadied myself, taking in the forgotten familiarity of the place I'd once called a sanctuary. My return felt both unexpect