Chapter: 43 ******* ALTAIR: Bryn had always been curious about Camp Elysium since her teenage years began, but that curiosity transformed into urgent desperation the day she overheard Altair speak of a vampire he had encountered in the nearby forests. As a fox shifter, Bryn had always felt a sense of difference from the rest of the Pack. Although her Birth Omega was also a fox, she often pondered her place among the wolves. Yet, her fascination with Camp Elysium persisted. When Luna Dirk mentioned to her Birth Omega that he was visiting the camp to see the vampire boy—his exact words—Bryn seized the opportunity and begged to accompany him, to her delight, Luna Dirk agreed, and together they set off for the camp. Upon their arrival, Bryn was struck by the camp's beauty. Tall trees framed the area, their leaves whispering secrets in the wind. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, a stark contrast to the bustling life of the Pack. But as stunning as the scenery was,
Chapter: 44 ****** ALTAIR: With the details of our plan finalized, we emerged from the closet, ready to set our scheme in motion. However, as we stepped back into my room, Bryn’s curiosity sparked a question lingering in her mind. “Al,” she said, placing her hands on her hips and furrowing her brow in thought. “Why are you so interested in this vampire? I mean, we’ve never met him before, and suddenly you care about him so much. It doesn’t make sense!” I paused, caught off guard by her inquiry. It was true—my feelings for Talon felt overwhelming and inexplicable. “I don’t know, Bernie,” I admitted, my voice unsteady. “There’s just something about him. When I found him in the forest… it was like I could feel his pain—deeper than that, even. It was scary, but I knew I wanted to help and protect him. I may be small, but that didn’t matter. I didn’t even think; I just acted. And now, it’s like he’s more important than my own Birth Omega.” Bryn’s eyes widened in mock disbelief as
Chapter: 45*******ALTAIR:The opulence of the bedroom felt stifling, its rich mahogany walls adorned with tapestries that whispered of history and luxury. Yet for Dirk, the space seemed to shrink into a suffocating box, the weight of his turmoil pressing in on him. He sat on the edge of the grand bed, his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face—a testament to the maelstrom of emotions raging within.“Dirk,” Kurt’s voice sliced through the silence, sharp and laced with authority. “This is madness! You can’t punish him for defending himself.” Kurt squared his broad shoulders as he paced, his heavy footsteps echoing against the polished wooden floor. The tension radiating from him was palpable, each step a reflection of his frustration.“Madness? You call this madness?” Dirk shot back, his voice cracking under the strain of anger and fear. “Talon is a vampire! We’ve all witnessed what they can do. How can you expect me to sit idly by knowing that my son was around that monster
Chapter: 46******ALTAIR:“Why would I ever put Altair in danger?” Dirk’s mind raced, his heart aching at the thought. “How can I allow him to be near Talon when the very essence of a vampire was responsible for my suffering? My own flesh and blood could be torn apart simply because of who Talon is.”He could still see the glint of malice in Floridia's eyes when she had betrayed him, the way she had laughed while he crumbled beneath the weight of her betrayal. It was a memory that clawed at him—a reminder that vampires were not to be trusted. They were creatures of darkness, and in the back of his mind, a fear whispered: What if Talon was just like her? What if he turned on Altair when he least expected it? He had proven his fears right three times.Dirk’s gut twisted painfully as he thought of his son. Altair was all he had left, the light in his life, the very essence of his being. The thought of losing him was unbearable. Dirk had fought too hard to protect him, to keep him safe f
Chapter: 47 ******* TALON: As I stood beneath the towering arch of the university, a wave of emotions crashed over me. The sun cast a warm glow across the campus, and the air was thick with excitement. It was graduation day, a milestone I had anticipated for years. Yet, as I adjusted my cap, a familiar heaviness settled in my chest. I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of freshly cut grass mingled with the faint aroma of blooming flowers. The atmosphere buzzed with energy, yet I felt an unsettling emptiness. Around me, graduates in their caps and gowns laughed and chatted with their families, the sounds of joy echoing in the air. I scanned the crowd, searching for familiar faces, but found only the vibrant laughter of my peers celebrating with their loved ones. The realization hit me hard: I was alone. I had walked this path for years, and while I had forged friendships that became my family, the absence of my mother was a wound that never fully healed. She was the one I lo
Chapter: 48 ****** TALON: The memories rushed back like a tide, each wave crashing over me with a force that left me breathless. The day Lira graduated from Camp Elysium was etched in my mind, vivid and haunting. I could still picture the sun shining brightly, casting a golden hue over the campus as the ceremony unfolded, a perfect backdrop for such a bittersweet occasion. Lira had been like a big sister to me, a guiding light in the dark corners of my life. Her laughter, warm and infectious, filled the air as she donned her cap and gown, the fabric fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. I remembered how proud she looked, her smile radiant as she walked across the stage to receive her diploma, a moment that felt monumental. But beneath the surface of my joy, a storm brewed—a swirling mass of fear and uncertainty. After the ceremony, we found a quiet spot beneath the old oak tree, its branches heavy with leaves that danced in the gentle breeze. That was where I lost the battl
Chapter: 49 ******* TALON: A week had passed since graduation, and with each day, the silence in Camp Elysium grew heavier, wrapping around me like a suffocating blanket. The laughter and companionship that once filled the air had faded into echoes, leaving only memories of what had been. My friends had left one by one, each day marked by tearful farewells and promises to visit. Kieran, Jace, and Nara had all urged me to come see them in their respective Packs, their eyes filled with hope for the future. But I felt like a ghost, fading into the shadows of a life I no longer belonged to. If only I were allowed to visit, but even if I were, I didn’t want to. Altair needed me within the Pack, and I couldn’t leave, no matter what. I followed each of them to their cars, standing on the gravel driveway as they loaded their bags and climbed in, my heart heavy with sorrow. “Promise you’ll visit,” they’d said, their voices mingling with the sound of engines starting. I nodded, forcing a s
Chapter: 50 ****** TALON: As I entered my room, the familiar scent enveloped me like a warm embrace. The walls, adorned with memories, seemed to whisper stories of my past. My small, modest space—one I had called home since I was fifteen. I was a boy, uncertain and lost, but now I stood as a man, carrying the weight of decisions and responsibilities. Yet, as I looked around, I couldn't shake the feeling that, despite the years that had passed, nothing had truly changed. The bed, unmade and slightly sagging in the middle, still bore the same faded blue quilt that Zara had gifted me on my nineteenth birthday. The walls, once vibrant with posters of heroes and fantasies, now felt muted, as if they too had aged alongside me. I took a deep breath, letting the nostalgia wash over me, but with it came a pang of sadness—a reminder that I was about to leave this sanctuary behind. With a heavy heart, I walked to the closet and pulled open the door. Inside, my modest collection of clothes
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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