Chapter: 82*******VALE: I watched as Virgil fell deeper into sleep, the rise and fall of his chest soothing to me. His hair, dark and tousled, framed his face beautifully. I brushed a lock behind his ear, my fingers lingering on the silky strands, feeling the warmth radiating from his skin. “My rogue,” I whispered, kissing his forehead softly. Reluctantly, I untangled myself from his head, careful not to disturb him. The urge to carry him was overwhelming, and as I lifted him into my arms, I felt the familiar rush of protectiveness surge within me. He fit against me perfectly, a comforting weight that made my heart swell. I began to walk upstairs, every step deliberate as I relished the closeness.But as soon as we reached the bedroom, a familiar scent enveloped me—woodsmoke and rain, a fragrance that was unmistakably Virgil’s, even in his current form. It was a scent that went beyond the normal boundaries of my senses. As a vampire, he wasn’t supposed to have a distinct smell, ye
Chapter: 83 ****** VALE: “Vale…” he moaned again, and the sound was intoxicating. With every thrust of my fingers and stroke of my hand, I watched as his face transformed, a mix of bliss and need that made my heart race. The air around us seemed to shimmer with energy as my pheromones enveloped him, swirling in misty blue and white hues, filling the room with a warmth that was uniquely ours. As Virgil reached his climax once again, his body tensing and arching against me, he inhaled deeply, drunk on the sensations I was giving him. I felt him release, the sound of my name on his lips, a symphony of ecstasy that echoed in the bedroom. The moment he fell back against the pillows, utterly spent, I couldn’t help but smile. I took a moment to compose myself, my heart still racing from our connection. With a soft sigh, I cast a protective barrier spell around the entire East Wing, ensuring that no one with ill intentions could cross the veil and harm my Virgil. It was a necessity, a p
Chapter: 84******ALTAIR:The morning light flooded the University of Elysium's tall windows, but its gentle warmth seemed distant, overshadowed by a heavy silence. As I entered the classroom, my classmates' voices faded into a hushed murmur. All eyes fixated on me, their gazes weighing heavily on my shoulders. Whispers filled the air, carrying morsels of gossip that cut through the atmosphere like sharp knives."Altair is said to have caused the deaths of Luna's Betas," one voice accused quietly."And he almost burned down the Pack's Manor," another voice added in disbelief.People in the room felt tense as the gossip continued."But he hasn't been punished," someone said sadly."Who would even dare to punish Luna's only son?" another person wondered, sounding scared."I heard he doesn't even have a wolf, never shifted until that day. All because of Talon, the vampire," someone whispered with surprise.The students looked shocked, sharing looks of disbelief."Mated to a vampire? Tal
Chapter: 85 ****** TALON: I woke that morning with a sense of buoyancy as if I were drifting among the clouds. A newfound lightness infused my steps, and a soft melody played in my throat. The song I had shared with Vale lingered at the edge of my tongue, his gentle voice echoing in my mind, prompting frequent smiles that I couldn’t suppress. Later that evening, I prepared for my class, and as usual, I embraced the experience with joy. The children noticed my upbeat demeanor, and Murray playfully ribbed me about it. It was, without a doubt, a splendid day; even when I heard that the Lycgers had come to take their son for the Manor, I found no room for sorrow or concern. Given Vale's recent actions, it was understandable that his parents were upset, and it was equally important that Altair offered his apologies. I too recognized the need to express my regrets, especially to the Lycgers, whose mate Vale had nearly harmed. The day was filled with discussions about my spirit wolf's an
Chapter: 86*******VALE:The gates of Elysium loomed before me, an unwelcome sight that felt both familiar and foreign. I pushed through, my heart racing with a frantic hope that felt increasingly futile. In my arms, Virgil lay motionless, and every step I took felt heavier than the last as if the very earth beneath my feet conspired to drag me down into despair.“Please, not again,” I whispered, my voice barely a tremor against the night air. I could hardly breathe, my chest constricted by a suffocating dread. Each heartbeat echoed in my ears, a reminder of the fleeting moments we had shared, now slipping through my fingers like sand.“What happened, Altair?” I asked my half that had grown cold within me. “Altair,” I called again, worry starting to tug at my heartstrings. When he finally replied, his voice was so weak that I knew something was terribly wrong. The Goddess had seen something; she had sent me back to prevent whatever was about to happen, yet I had arrived just a moment
Chapter: 87 ****** VALE: “Po-” My voice faltered as tears stung my eyes. Rage surged within me, bubbling to the surface. “Poisoned?” I demanded, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to comprehend his words. “W-what do y-you mean p-poisoned?” My body felt heavy as if the very weight of my grief threatened to crush me. The pain inside was unbearable, and I wanted to reach into my chest and tear my heart out, anything to alleviate the torment. The doctor nodded gravely. “Whatever he ate last killed him. It was poisoned—a lethal substance not meant for a vampire. Whoever fed this to him wanted him dead.” Anger ignited inside me. “He was with Altair when this happened! There’s no way my half would do this!” I growled, my vision blurring with fury. The urge to set fire to the Manor, to destroy everyone within its walls who had done this to him, consumed me. Altair had fallen asleep, and I couldn’t reach him to find out what our mate had eaten. “I’ll take a blood sample
Chapter: 88 ******* SOMEWHERE IN DRAKENSHIRE… THIRD PERSON POV: In a quiet hospital room, the sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the faint sound of monitors beeping steadily. The room was dimly lit, with soft overhead lights casting a gentle glow over the scene. On one side, a large window allowed a sliver of sunlight to filter in, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The walls were painted a calming shade of blue, and adorned with a few abstract paintings that did little to distract from the clinical environment. In the center of the room lay a man, a figure with the pallor of someone who hadn't seen the sun in years. His body was covered with a thin blanket, and multiple tubes snaked from his arms and face, connecting him to various machines. A ventilator hummed softly beside him, its rhythmic whoosh filling the silence as it forced air into his lungs. The heart monitor beeped steadily, displaying a consistent, yet weak, line on its screen.
Chapter: 89 ****** THIRD PERSON: As Evelyn stepped out of the sleek glass doors of Helios Pharmaceutical, her heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Waiting for her was a black luxury car, the driver standing by the door with a warm smile. “Good afternoon, Dr. Hart,” the driver greeted, his voice cheerful. “It’s a beautiful day for good news, isn’t it?” “It certainly is,” she replied, her voice bubbling with joy as she slid into the back seat. “Let’s go to the hospital, please.” The driver nodded, pulling out into the bustling city traffic. As they drove, Evelyn quickly dialed her nanny, her fingers trembling slightly. “Yes, Helen. Please bring the kids to the hospital. Their father has awakened from his coma!” She paused, listening to the excited response on the other end. “Yes, I want them to see him right away. Thank you!” The anticipation bubbled within her as they approached the hospital. Her mind raced with thoughts of her husband, the man who had bui