Chapter: 18 ****** TALON: As I lay there, the sounds of the pack faded into the background, replaced by the pounding of my heart and the quiet rustle of grass beneath me. I struggled to catch my breath, the weight of my failures pressing down harder than ever. The trainees' laughter felt like a distant echo, and I was left alone in my thoughts, a stark contrast to the vibrant energy surrounding me. “Get up, Talon! You can’t stay down forever!” Knight’s voice cut through the haze, filled with a mix of urgency and encouragement. I glanced up to see him approaching, his expression a blend of pity and anger that made his features twist into an unrecognizable expression for a moment. “Come on! You have to move!” Knight reached out and tugged at my arm, gently encouraging me to get up, but it wasn’t enough to pull me from my spot on the ground, not really. Especially since he pulled on the shoulder that I had just twisted when I fell. “I... I can’t,” I admitted the words escaping my li
Chapter: 19 ****** VALE: Forced apart and separated from my other half, they attempted to seal me away forever, ensuring I would never be part of Virgil’s life. They may have succeeded in tearing me from Altair, but they cannot keep me away from Virgil—he is my destiny. I found him long before I was reborn into this world, and I hate them for what they have done to us. Now, I cannot return to my body because of the bonding runes that loom over Altair, a poison keeping me at a distance. To protect Virgil, I must remain close to him. Where he goes, I must go. Even without a body or the means to use my runes, I floated on the sea alongside him, leaving my physical form behind. Only Virgil matters; he is the reason I am here. If he isn’t a part of this world we have just come to know, then that means I, too, cannot exist in it. For days we floated, and I began to fear that I had lost him—that he might never wake up again. But my will was stronger than any doubt. A spirit wolf is gi
Chapter: 20 ******* TALON: I drifted in and out of consciousness, the world around me hazy and indistinct. Flashes of light pierced the darkness, and I could hear muffled voices that felt far away like whispers carried on the wind. I wanted to reach out, to grasp the threads of reality, but my body felt heavy, as though I were submerged in a dream. At some point, the darkness began to recede, and I found myself lying on a soft surface. The scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils—sharp and sterile. I blinked slowly, trying to focus as my surroundings came into view. The room was dimly lit, punctuated by the faint beeping of machines surrounding me, monitoring my every breath. “—needs more nourishment. He can’t recover without it,” a voice came from nearby, clear and commanding. I turned my head slightly, my muscles protesting at the movement, and saw a woman in a white coat leaning over me. Her brow was furrowed in concentration; I recognized her as Dr. Larkin, the camp's chief p
Chapter: 21 ******* TALON: The weight of the world pressed down on my chest as I lay in bed, the familiar scent of my sheets mingling with the metallic tang of my tears. I didn’t care that I was ruining them; I barely cared about anything anymore. All that mattered was this suffocating grief that wrapped itself around me like a shroud. I let the tears fall, my face buried in the fabric, wishing that if I cried enough, I could wash away the memory of that fateful afternoon—the moment I had bitten into Altair. Regret clawed at me, a relentless beast gnawing at my insides. I should have known better. I should have fought harder against the instinct that drove me to him. If only I had turned away, if only I had resisted the urge, maybe I wouldn’t be drowning in this sea of anguish. The blood on my cheeks was a harsh reminder of my choice, each drops a witness to my weakness. The weight on my chest grew heavier still, threatening to crush me from the inside out. My hands shook unco
Chapter: 22 ******* VALE: I hovered quietly beside Virgil, watching as he lay on his bed, lost in a world of despair. Moonlight filtered through the thin crack in the curtains, illuminating his face, which was marred by blood tears that glistened against his pale skin. My heart ached at the sight—a sensation that felt foreign in this dainty existence. I longed to reach out, to wrap my spirit around him and offer some semblance of comfort, but I was bound to this realm, a mere whisper of what I once was. He cried softly, the sound breaking my heart. I felt the weight of his burdens pressing down on him, manifesting as a heaviness that filled the room. I wished I could tell him that he wasn’t alone, that I was still with him in some way, but my voice couldn’t pierce the veil between our worlds. All I could do was watch as he wiped away his tears, the blood staining the sheets. If only I hadn't pushed him to Altair that afternoon, I thought, my spirit twisting with regret. I had w
Chapter: 23 ****** TALON: --- The world around me melted away, replaced by a dense fog that clung to my skin like an unwelcome shroud. I felt my consciousness slip, not into sleep, but into something deeper—a dream that was not entirely mine. Shadows flickered at the edges of my vision, whispers of a time long forgotten. And then, like the snapping of a twig beneath a heavy foot, I was thrown into another life. I stood not as I am now, but as the rogue I once was in a dense forest, the scent of pine and earth thick in the air. The trees loomed above me, their branches entwined like guardians, cloaking my presence in a veil of darkness. I could feel the cool evening breeze rustle through the leaves, but it was not the chill that sent shivers down my spine; it was the pulse of danger thrumming through the ground beneath my feet. A primal instinct surged within me, alerting me to the boundary I had unwittingly crossed. I was not alone. Beside me, two companions moved with
Chapter: 24 ***** TALON: Bound in chains that clinked and cluttered with each reluctant step I took. The metal bit into my wrists, a cruel reminder of my fate, and I felt the weight of the warriors’ disdain heavy upon my heart. They dragged me toward the entrance of the Silvermoon Pack's dungeons, their eyes glinting with satisfaction at my capture. The clinking of the chains echoed like a mournful song in the stillness of the night. With each step, I felt the weight of my fate pressing down on me, the dread of the dungeon looming ever closer. But at that moment, as they marched me toward the dark mouth of my imprisonment, my eyes fell upon a figure that seemed to light up the shadows around me. A young man stood before me, his presence both commanding and gentle, radiating strength. His eyes—oh, those eyes! A mesmerizing blend of white and blue, like the moonlit sky reflected on a calm lake. They held a depth that stirred something deep within my heart, a yearning I had never
Chapter: 25 ***** TALON: The dreams shifted yet again. The days that followed Vale’s daring rescue blurred into an endless cycle of longing and heartache. Each night, as darkness cloaked the world, I found myself haunted by memories of him—his touch, his smile, and those mesmerizing eyes that had ignited something deep within me. I felt adrift, a rogue without purpose, consumed by the desire to see him again. Every night, I crept to the borders of the Silvermoon territory, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and hope. I would stand on the precipice, gazing into the shadows, yearning for a glimpse of the boy who had set my soul ablaze. The moonlight would illuminate the trees like a silver veil, and I would strain my ears, listening for any sign of Vale’s presence—a whisper of movement, the rustle of leaves, anything that might signal he was near. But each time I ventured too close, the warriors of the Silvermoon Pack were there to catch me. Their scornful eyes glinted in t
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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