All Chapters of Twins Of Lymfeya: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Third Person's Pov. Seranda repeated every vow with tears in her eyes, her heart was heavy, and she felt like the world was soon coming to an end. With teary eyes which she dare not let fall, she proclaims her vows and pledges for her new mate and people. She was now only doing what they all wanted of her and not what she wanted staring at the Elders who all stood with beaming smiles from ear to ear, Seranda held on to the vows, she promised not only herself and her wolf but also the man they love the most. He has asked her to do as she is told and here was one of them, marrying a man she felt nothing for, joining a man in matrimony whom she would never love and would never see him other than another man and not her husband or mate. It was no secret she was not marrying the man she loved. “I am sorry princess but today can only be for the engagement, the auspicious time has slipped by” the priest announced to the disappointment of others. “Can't we have it later? The marriage has

unknown’s pov. Mckenny and Grace walked in wondering who was talking. The sky suddenly became darker than it had been a while earlier. From within the black gates, he saw them walk over to him, 3 they were all dressed in white garments and black robes. “They are here,” the middle witch says, taking out her wand. Mckenny never thought the scene before him would be something he would ever come across. The witches of the great mountain were not those to be messed with. They were not only the strongest but held secrets worth destroying the world. The closer they got to him, the more energetic he felt. It was more like something from within him was getting ready to surface.“Unlike his mother” the one to the right commented. Mckenny turned to Grace but she had her head bowed to the floor. He could tell their power was overpowering her but strangely he felt nothing. He said straight and strong staring them in the eye. “We have long awaited your arrival,” the middle witch says. This is An

Mckenny’s POV. At the end of the bridge, I had to bid farewell to Grace, but before her departure, she gave me yet another lecture, carefully repeating the words of the witches. I had no ride and had to make my way to the highway before I could get a ride. The ride was rather too quick and I had not noticed that the dark mountains were closer to Lymfieya than the witch's coven and my pack. The night was settling and everywhere was dark when I arrived at the border. She was there and it had been waiting for me. Just like the first time we visited the land, the water did pathways for me and I couldn't be more grateful. The town was quiet and only whispering could be heard from within the houses. The shadowy creatures walked along with me and did not stop blabbing about everything and anything. They wanted to know how my last visit had been and why I had to leave. I had to resist telling them no matter how tempting the offer was. They had just the cutest eyes and they did use it to th

Unknown Pov. The world has experienced the worst of strategies. While it was not as massive as everyone had feared, it did claim the lives of many and a kingdom fell to its knees bowing to a king they all detest. The land of blessed wolves is now known as the land of Ciranda. Deep into the castle, elder Fern walks out holding a scroll boldly stamped with the royal seal. “Take this to the town city and have the others implement it. Lycans are no longer allowed to leave the land without an official seal” she instructs the young boy who is taking the orders and heads out on his way. She smiles, staring at everything she has accomplished throughout the past 6 years. This was even more than she had bargained for and taking the right path has brought her immense power and authority. She walks back into the castle straight for the throne where the king sits, his attention all focused on the map neatly placed out. “My lord, how may I be of service to you today?” she asks gently, taking a b

Unknown Pov. Anan had not only refused to speak more but he had been giving Mckenny the cold shoulders all through their journey. The world was not like he remembered. “Last time I checked, this place had a small pack, which had over 50 members, mostly omegas, '' Mckenny pointed out to a small vast land now covered in nothing but dark earth. “Yeah right, with the reign of Ciranda, every party who does not bow dies' ' the driver scoffs nastily. Mckenny did not like that name. “Ciranda?” he questioned but the driver gave him a quick nasty stare before turning his eyes back to the road. “I know how you people work but trust me when I say I have nothing else to lose. You're looking for the Coven and pretending not to be aware of the great war that has turned the realm into a shadow of its former glory. Tell your king, he will never be what he aspires to be. The throne he sits on is not his and even if Queen Seranda is dead, we still won't bow to him” Now that was not what Mckenny had