Todos los capítulos de Curse of the Wolves: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Blakely Held in place by dozens of shimmering chains stood the biggest snake I’d ever seen. It was the size of a school bus. No, even bigger. Ulrich stood and raised his hand, silencing the crowd. “The Goddesses final opponent of the night is the mighty—the fearsome—Basilisk!” The crowd roared and cheered as I fought to keep from pissing myself. ‘Control your bladder, woman.’ Aris huffed, ‘I refuse to die covered in urine.’ ‘Your priorities are ass backwards.’ “As you all know, one glance into a Basilisk’s eyes will kill you instantly. As an immortal, our dear Goddess need not worry about that. However, it’s stare can still cause terror. Terror that paralyzes.” Ulrich swept a hand through the air and two Goddesses I did not recognize stood to their feet. Both took a stand on either end of the box and proceeded to raise their arms. Magic flowed from their fingertips, spreading along the crowd. Within seconds a dome formed high above my head, blocking the patrons from the carnag

Blakely Not once did my mates let me out of their sight. As I moved to the table, tentatively reaching for a veggie tart, so did they. Every morsel of food was first tested by themselves, same with every goblet of wine. “Do we know which deities are on our side?” I directed my question towards Nyssa and Ulrich, but it was the latter that responded. “As of right now we have those of us in the room, and a few others that weren’t able to make it today.” He swept his hand towards two Goddesses, both of which had been chatting quietly amongst themselves. “You haven’t met yet, so allow me to introduce you. This is Amora and Dhara.” Amora, with her hair the color of a ravens feather, so dark it was almost blue, and Dhara with her copper skin and chestnut waves, were both identical to their portraits in one of the books I’d read back in the Mansion of Stars library. Baby pink silk covered Amora’s curvaceous body, parting to reveal glimpses of her milky skin. Dhara wore a gown of emerald,

Blakely A male, who looked like a half-shifted wolf, stood guard at the stairs leading to the upper level. Coarse hair appeared from the neckline of his muscle shirt, and his hands were that of claws. Even his teeth appeared a bit longer, much too sharp to have been that of a human. “You have a VIP pass?” Azrael smirked, “We have something even better.” With a smack on my rear, he nudged me forward. Already ahead of the game, I let my hold slip on my glamor. My skin began to brighten, the silver glow pulsating throughout the club. Those close by gasped, their mouths popping open and eyes widening with wonder. The guard dropped his head, “My apologies, I didn’t realize.” We headed upstairs, past the rows of daybeds, each filled with naked bodies and writhing limbs. More than once we paused, checking to see if Elias was among those engaged. I had assumed he’d stand out with his golden hair and feathered wings, but that was before taking into consideration the fact that immortals c

Blakely Both hellhounds had been slinking through the zombified crowd, creeping up on either side of Jade. They lunged at my face, maws wide open and teeth shining with dried blood. Two shadows darted in front of me. Orion and Azrael’s feet hit the ground. Cerulean flame crackled in the air, meeting the silver light of Azrael’s magic. Both plowed into the hounds, sending them careening through the air. My mates chased after them, dashing through the crowd. Those not under Jade’s thrall began to run, darting towards the nearest exits. The musician’s were fleeing as well, leaving their instruments behind. The ground trembled as Draco landed on the ground behind me, his presence dominating the room. He jumped into the fray, focusing on those Jade had ensnared. They were actively attacking Azrael and Orion now. Elias jumped next, his wings spread and so blindingly beautiful that I had to pry my eyes away. Jade, momentarily distracted, met his gaze with a vicious scowl. “So, you’ve

Blakely Elias, Sephtis, and the rest of us ignored him. Reaching across the table, Dhara unfurled a map of the city. Magic shimmered across the page, creating a life like rendition of Solana and Lunette’s home. The entire city was a large circle, surrounded by walls of what appeared to be translucent stone. I knew without asking that both sunlight and moonlight were able to permeate the walls, filling the alleyways and streets with a constant ethereal glow. At the very center stood a castle. It’s spires reached high into the air, forming jagged points that kissed the sky. Half of the monument was made of dark, ebony stone while the other half was crafted with gold. It was the perfect blend of day and night, sun and moon, light and dark. Elias tapped his finger down on the Eastern wall, and then dragged it to the West. “There’s two gates in the city, the sun and moon gate. They’re the only way in or out. Both are blocked by her troops. Only those carrying Solana’s banners are allow