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Chapter: 90 ***** TALON:DREAM-LIKE MEMORIES. After a few minutes, Vale turned off the water and dried his hands. He leaned against the table, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. “Alright, I think we’ve done enough work for now. How about we have a little fun?” “Fun? What do you have in mind?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. He leaned in closer, mischief glinting in his eye. “How about a game? We could play some music together or maybe even a round of charades.” “Charades? You’re on,” I laughed, suddenly enthusiastic. I used to enjoy that game with my friends when we were all together. I really missed those guys, which brought me to another nagging question. Now that Vale had returned, did that mean I could visit my friends, stay away from RiverBay, and not fear for his safety? I decided not to voice that question, instead focusing on the game. “But fair warning—I might not be as good at acting as I am at singing.” Vale chuckled, his laughter filling the room. “I woul
Chapter: 91 ****** TALON: As we talked about our dreams for the future, I felt the weight of uncertainty lift. There was something undeniably powerful about sharing these aspirations with Vale, about envisioning a life built on love and resilience. We spent the next hour dreaming up plans, mapping out our garden, and even brainstorming names for our ridiculous future charades club. The laughter and excitement enveloped us like a warm embrace, and I felt a sense of peace settle in my heart. Eventually, as the evening wore on, we decided to wind down. We moved to the sofa, curling up together under a soft blanket. Vale turned on some music, the soft melodies filling the space and creating a serene atmosphere. I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling utterly content. “You know, I never thought I could feel this way after everything we’ve been through,” I murmured, my voice thick with emotion. Vale brushed his fingers through my hair, his touch soothing. “Life can be to
Chapter: 92 ****** VALE: Days melted into an indistinct haze as I remained locked away in our sanctuary, the outside world a mere whisper beyond my sealed door. I had used my magic to create an impenetrable barrier, a desperate decision to keep anyone from intruding on my fragile reality. I couldn’t bear the thought of anyone seeing Virgil like this, nor could I face the fake pity in their eyes. So, I wrapped myself in denial’s embrace, tending to him as if he were still alive. I spent countless hours by his side, my hands moving mechanically as I cleaned his skin, wiping away the remnants of the world that had intruded upon our blissful existence. I would hum the soft melodies he had sung for me that blissful day, my voice trembling as I poured all my love into those hollow notes. “Remember in the past, when we danced in the moonlight by the riverbank?” I would whisper, my breath hitching as I traced the contours of his face. “We’ll dance again, I promise. Just… just wake up.
Chapter: 93 ******** THIRD PERSON: Dirk's voice trembled with desperation as he confronted the Dark Elder. "Heidi, I need to end this. My son is suffering too greatly. It's been two months since that vampire’s death, and he still feels the pain. I want him to forget completely. Just tell me what I need to do, and I will do it!" The elder woman paused, her expression grave. "I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do," she replied. "What do you mean? Surely, there has to be a way to erase every trace of that vampire from his mind." "There is a possibility," Heidi said slowly, "but it hinges on the fact that Altair has once again fallen into a deep slumber." Dirk’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Asleep?" "Yes. When Talon died, Luna, your son fell into a sleep, and now the one before you is Vale, your son’s spirit wolf. You cannot simply erase a bond forged by an eternity of love with a mere spell. If Altair were awake, there might have been a chance, but with Vale, it is im
Chapter: 94 ****** THIRD PERSON: The atmosphere was charged with unease as Bryn made her way toward her Luna, the moonlight casting elongated shadows over the grounds of RiverBay Manor. She had just witnessed Altair’s descent into despair the past months, the anguish on his face mirroring her own heartache. Each day served as a stark reminder of the life that had been unjustly taken from him, and the gnawing guilt within her felt like a predatory beast, relentless in its pursuit. “Luna!” she greeted with a slight bow, her voice quivering with a blend of fury and despair. He turned, surprise flickering briefly across his features, but behind that mask lay the heavy burden of his own remorse. “What do you want, Bryn?” he replied, his tone carefully crafted to sound indifferent. Yet she saw through the thin veneer; the cracks were starting to show. “Stop pretending! You know exactly what you’ve done,” she retorted, stepping closer, her determination hardening. “You mean what
Chapter: 95 ****** VALE: The moment I opened my eyes, a blaze of bright lights overwhelmed my vision, and the familiar scent of Ethereal washed over me. Fear seized me, tightening around my heart like a vice. I realized, with mounting dread, that I had returned to the Calms. This can’t be happening. My mission was far from over, and I couldn’t accept this premature return—not like this. I pushed myself up from the soft bed, the luxurious gold and silver decor of the room stirring nausea within me. Home. But I refused to acknowledge it as home—I would not allow it. With determination, I swung open my door and stumbled into the hallway. Spirit wolves and guardians moved purposefully around me, each absorbed in their duties. My gaze darted across the rooms until it landed on the one I sought, and without hesitation, I sprinted toward it, pounding on the door with both fists. Arion emerged, looking weary, the toll of his duties evident on his face. The life of a spirit guardia
Chapter: 96 ****** VALE: Those words had ignited a fire within me for years, an unquenchable flame that I couldn’t extinguish. I yearned to hear them again, to feel their warmth, and I fought relentlessly for him. I stood before the Goddess, where I first pledged my vows. In her boundless mercy, she granted my deepest desire and allowed me to be reborn into the home of the Alpha King. However, my vow came with a heavy price: I would not remember him until fate intertwined our paths once more. As for Virgil, no matter how many times he was reborn, he would remain untouched by the memories of our past lives. Meanwhile, I would endure the torment of recalling every moment, every pain, every death. That was my first vow. I held onto it until the moment my rogue was brought before me again. Though he had no memory of us, the bond between us reignited almost instantly, and our love flourished without limits. Yet fate had other plans, and he was torn from me once more. I found
Chapter: 97 ******* VALE: As he finished speaking, a gust of wind swept past my face, and I was suddenly propelled back onto the bed. My eyes widened as I took in my surroundings, the reality of my situation crashing over me. I am back. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils, and the harsh fluorescent lights flickered above me. Panic surged through my veins as I blinked against the brightness, my heart pounding in my chest. The first name that tumbled from my lips was a desperate whisper, “Virgil!” In an instant, adrenaline-fueled my movements, and I tore the vital tubes from my arms, ignoring the sharp pain as I stumbled out of bed. My body felt weak, but the burning desire to see him again propelled me forward. I ran through the hallways of the Pack’s hospital, my heart racing with excitement and hope. I could almost hear his laughter ringing in my ears, his touch warming my skin. Behind me, the nurses shouted and urged me to stop, but I ignored their pleas. D
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Chapter: 145 ***** PART THREE AND THE END…. “Come,” Arion said, rising to his feet and gesturing for me to follow. He led me toward the Mirror of Eternity mounted on the wall. “Look,” he instructed, pointing into its depths. A swirling cloud of smoke filled the mirror, gradually taking shape to reveal my Virgil, deep within the forest behind Elysium, where he often went for his hunts. “This was the moment you asked me to watch over him while you fulfilled your vows to the Goddess. That night, he saw me by the river. He didn’t recognize me, of course, but he spoke to me. It was at that moment I realized he had perceived my presence. He shouldn’t have been able to see me unless I revealed myself, yet I never did, and still, he saw me.” I stepped closer to the mirror, placing my hand against the cool surface where his image lingered. Arion turned to me, his gaze intent. “Do you know what he said to me that night?” I shook my head, turning my full attention to him. “He sa
Chapter: 144 ****** PART TWO: Virgil gasped as Vale's tongue lapped vigorously as his exposed velvet heat. The strange sensation caused Virgil to writhe and moan, leaning closer to the mattress and holding his ass higher for his wolf to continue his oral assault on his tender hole. It wasn't long before saliva started to drip down Virgil's thighs, the Vampire was a slave to his own body. "Please... More!" He found himself begging as he looked back at his giant white wolf. Slowly, Vale began to shift but Virgil was lost in his own world to notice this until two fingers slipped into his mouth and he sucked on them, wetting them, moaning as more of Vale's taste seeped into him. Then the fingers were taken from his eager mouth, and Virgil was going to protest their loss when he cried out as they were pushing deep inside him, curling to stroke over his gland roughly. “Ngh... P-Please…” Virgil begged, his voice trembling with desperate need, prompting a deep chuckle from Vale.
Chapter: 143 ****** EPILOGUE PART ONE: ***** Once in the bedroom, Vale leaned against the door, his presence commanding and intoxicating. As Virgil stepped down, the air thickened with the heady scent of Vale’s strong pheromones, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. It ignited memories of that first, wild rush of desire, sending shivers down his spine as he recalled the way he had once lost control, surrendering to his own touch. A soft smile played on Virgil’s lips, a blend of confidence and vulnerability, as he approached the edge of the bed. With Vale still poised by the door, a silent guardian of their shared tension, he began to undress, each movement deliberately slow and tantalizing. The fabric slipped away, revealing skin that glistened under the dim light, and Vale’s gaze roamed hungrily, filled with a fierce longing that made Virgil's heart race. In that charged atmosphere, the world outside faded, leaving only the two of them, electric and raw. Vale's eyes
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Chapter: 142 ****** THIRD PERSON: The air in the bonding hall was thick with anticipation, the soft glow of candlelight flickering against the stone walls, casting dancing shadows that seemed to echo the hearts of those gathered. At the front of the room, the Elder stepped forward, his presence commanding yet soothing, drawing the attention of all who were present. With a gentle but firm voice, he began to anchor the ceremony. “We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two souls who, through trials and tribulations, have found each other. Their love has stood strong against all odds.” His gaze swept across the assembly, each face reflecting the warmth of shared joy. “Today, we witness their sealing—the binding of two souls, different by blood and Kin, yet entwined by love. It is a sacred bond, a fate joined.” The Elder raised his staff high, its tip adorned with intricate carvings that glimmered in the candlelight. He pointed it toward the moon-shaped window abov
Chapter: 141 ****** THIRD PERSON: “Are you ready?” Dirk asked his presence a comforting reminder of the love and support that surrounded Talon since his Uncle accepted him and forgave him, even amid familial discord. Talon nodded, a genuine smile breaking through as he turned back to his father one last time. “I’ll be okay,” he reassured, stepping toward Dirk. The man had transformed over the years, treating Talon with a kindness that felt like a continuous effort to make up for the many lost years between them. Talon deeply appreciated his uncle’s efforts and the love he offered; it was something he had longed for throughout his life. Despite having a father now, Talon’s bond with Dirk remained unchanged. No matter what, Dirk would always be the only family Talon truly knew. “Dad!” The exuberant voices of his children rang through the air as they burst into the room, their faces alight with joy. At thirteen years old, they were a whirlwind of energy, and Talon’s hear
Chapter: 140 ****** THIRD PERSON: The RiverBay Pack buzzed with excitement, the air thick with anticipation as the Bonding celebration approached. In the farthest wing of the Manor, Talon remained secluded, locked away for three days, immersed in the necessary rituals, the only people he saw during this time were his uncle and the omegas who attended to him. He could feel the weight of the hours pressing against him, each moment drawing him closer to the one he longed to see—Vale. Even Altair who roamed around his head with each breath he took, was locked out. The ache of missing his soulmate gnawed at him, a reminder of their shared connection that surpassed time. Dressed in a sleek black bonding attire, Talon admired his reflection in the mirror. The fabric clung to him, elegant yet tantalizing, hinting at the form beneath while maintaining an aura of mystery. His chest tightened with a mix of eagerness and anxiety as he recalled the whirlwind of change that had swept throug
Chapter: 139 ***** TALON: ("Are you aware that she’s manipulating you, or rather, manipulating Helios?") Altair’s voice sliced through my reverie, prompting a smile as I gathered the children and guided them toward their bedroom. It was essential to soothe their spirits so they could find peace tonight. Helen accompanied me until we reached the children's room, but it was Liam who broke the silence first. “Can we stay in your room tonight?” he asked, his voice still tinged with the remnants of tears, soft and fragile. Without hesitation, I nodded and redirected our path toward my own bedroom. Once inside, I tucked the twins into bed, remaining by their side until their breathing steadied into sleep. Helen had slipped away earlier, leaving just me and the children in the quiet room. With them finally at rest, I turned and stepped out onto the balcony, settling into a chair as I gazed up at the luminous moon. “I apologize for keeping you restrained while she was hurting