Mia's POV
"Xavier, come on, let's go to the lake." I said gleefully as I approached his courtyard. He lives alone in his not so big house, ever since his parents died.
"I'm not sure I can make it today Pixie, I have a lot on my plate right now. I'm so sorry" I hung my head in disappointment and sat on one of the benches for some time.
"My mother caught me sneaking in last night" I said and smiled to cover my pain.
"What! What did she do?" He asked.
"Well, nothing new. She just gave me some extra work and she wanted to seize the box but someone came looking for her.
By the time she got back I already exchanged the contents in the box"
I replied.
"That was very close! I'm really sorry I can't go to the lake with you today. You'll just have to go without me…" he said and I shrugged my shoulders and left.
The path to the lake was cold and lonely. I barely came here alone and the last time I did, it's been a long time now.
I skipped and twirled around as I got to the lake and splashed water around, playing my flute and listening to the wind. This was my only way to cope and escape reality.
"Why do I feel like someone is watching at me?" I asked myself as I paused and looked around for some time. I may not be able to transform yet, but my senses work perfectly.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking, It's probably just an animal." I reassured myself and continued playing my flute.
I suddenly heard a twig snap under someone's foot and immediately turned around to the direction of the sound but nothing and nobody was in sight.
"Who's that?" I asked and gently replaced my flute in my pocket and dusted my dress.
"Don't be afraid, I don't mean to scare or hurt you.." the voice said and I paused before gently turning around to face the beautiful creature in front of me.
His eyes glistened under the sun rays and his long silky hair fell on his shoulder. I stared at him as though he was an angel…
I fought the urge to ask what god he is, because someone as drop dead gorgeous as this can't be a human like everyone else.
I tried to say something but my words were suddenly lost.
"Who are you?" He asked but I was too busy admiring him, to know the answer to his question.
"Hey…" he whispered and snapped his fingers over my face.
"Uhh umm I'm Mia…Mia, that's my name." I stuttered and removed the stray strand of hair on my face.
"Hello there, Mia, I'm Hazel…" he replied and my eyes widened.
"Hazel, as in the soon to be alpha king?" I asked.
"I guess everyone knows me now" he replied and I quickly took a few steps backwards.
"My apologies, courtesy demands that I show respect to you.." I said and immediately bobbed a curtsy.
"That won't be necessary anyways.
By the way, you play the flute right?" He asked and gestured for me to sit with him on a log of wood.
I slowly took his hand and lowered myself on the log. Such a gentleman he is…
Just as I was about to play some tunes for him, I remembered that I had some things to do at home. Did I really stay here for that long?
"I need to get going, my parents would be mad at me for staying out too late. We could meet again, if destiny is willing.." I said and ran off without letting him say anything.
I ran without looking back so I could get home on time.
"Where's mum and dad?" I asked my sister as I barged into the living room breathing heavily.
"They're not back yet." She replied.
I let out a sigh of relief and ran into my room.
"Isn't he so dreamy…." I whispered as I danced in front of the mirror and thought of his gorgeous face.
"Maybe I should tell Xavier about this. He'll be blown away when I tell him that the soon to be alpha king asked me to play him a song!" I shrieked and danced around like he had already asked for my hand in marriage.
"Can you keep it down?!" My sister yelled from the living room and I rolled my eyes.
Xavier's POV
I sat on the balcony and stared at my painting. A smile crept on my face as I admired its beauty. It was not just any painting, it's a painting of the love of my life.
Thoughts of everything about her filled my mind, from her laughter, to the sound of her voice. Even to the way she walks with so much grace.
"If only I can actually tell her about how I feel…" I said to myself and dropped the paintbrush in my hand.
"Maybe I should tell her about it.." I said but then the thought of being rejected also discouraged me.
"I'd rather keep this feeling to myself than tell her about it. I can't even tell anyone about it.
Maybe when the right time comes, I'll make it known to her." I said and covered the painting up.
I took the board into my study and placed it with other paintings of Mia. She has never seen any of these paintings and I've sworn to keep them to myself for as long as I can.
At least for the sake of our friendship, I can't afford to lose it.
"Or maybe, the more I keep my love for her to myself, someone else will take her away from me.." I muttered.
Feeling confused, I roughly ran my hand through my hair and buried my face in my palms.
Just tell her how you feel, Xavier, there's nothing else you can do at this point…
After all, what's the worst that could happen?
I thought to myself and got up immediately to pick out a dress and maybe write her a letter and probably pick out some flowers.
I'm her best friend so I know exactly what she likes and what she doesn't.
"It's either her, or nobody else.."
Mia's POVA stone struck true, pulverizing the creature's eye with a sickening crunch. With a howl of agony, the wolf collapsed to the ground, its lifeblood staining the earth beneath it. As the last vestiges of life faded from its eyes, I breathed evenly and transformed back. Running up quickly, I jumped and kissed my mate. The flames on his hair were hot but they were not unbearable and they died down as he held me and kissed me back. It took all my willpower to break free from him and let us breath. Strands of sticky saliva trailed our lips as we parted and I was flushed up to my ears, breathless."Mia?" He breathed, looking at me in surprise.I would have grinned at him if I were not too busy being stunned."Xavier?!" I exclaimed. "What in the world?! How? I thought...""You never did see me without my turban," he teased. And he was right come to think of it."So the memory loss...""I did lose my memory," he said, shaking his head. "But I guess could say that an eyeball helped me
Mia's POVHe was no corrupted - he was much worse.In a desperate bid to end the chaos, I shifted into my wolf form, my white fur shimmering in the dim light of the throne room. With a newfound agility, I darted around the monstrous creature, my speed unmatched as I evaded its savage blows.But Hazel was relentless, his attacks coming fast and furious as he sought to overpower me with sheer brute force. With each passing moment, the battle grew more intense, the clash of claw and sinew echoing throughout the chamber.I ducked and weaved, narrowly avoiding each blow as I fought to keep the creature at bay. But despite my best efforts, I could feel my strength waning, the relentless pace of our battle taking its toll on my weary body..The battle raged on, each blow striking home with deadly precision as I fought to bring Hazel to his knees. With a primal snarl, I launched myself at the creature once more, my claws tearing through its flesh with savage ferocity.With one final, decisiv
Mia's POV"Yeah," I grinned at her. "Now please someone tell me what is going on? How did everyone get here?""There is little time for that," Amelia said, a scary amount of hope alight in her eyes. "Alpha King Hazel has gone mad and he is turning people left and right corrupted." I could see that everyone was surprised to hear this. But the forest itself whispered to me that she spoke the truth. "But he also has a way to cure the corruption. It is a wand in beneath his throne."I smiled at her and gazed out at the Sulfur Hands gathered. I did not see Lycidas but that was not a problem. I was certain he was alright."Well guys, it is the night of the blood moon. I have to tell you that I've got a castle to storm so come on out all of you and get away already. You've all done your part for me. Let me do mine for you."I saw them off and turned to face the vague direction of the palace.The eyeball (I could not get its name) had told me; Blood Moon prophecy Layer 5: The Inheritor shall
Mia's POVWith a surge of adrenaline, I plunged the knife into the creature's main body, my hands steady despite the trembling of my limbs. The blade sank deep into its flesh, eliciting a guttural roar of pain as the creature thrashed and writhed beneath me. Each movement was a dance of desperation, a desperate bid for survival against an opponent that seemed unstoppable.But even as I fought with all the strength and skill I could muster, I could feel the tendrils of exhaustion creeping into my limbs, sapping my strength and clouding my thoughts. How many times had I faced this creature? How many times had I died, only to wake and face it once again?The creature's death throes were violent and chaotic, its massive form convulsing with the last vestiges of life as it fought against the inevitable. But I was relentless, my resolve unshakeable as I drove the knife deeper and deeper into its flesh, refusing to let up until the creature lay still and silent beneath me.With a final, ragg
Hazel's POVAs I stand in the dimly lit chamber, the vial of corrupted blood held delicately between my fingers, I can feel the weight of expectation bearing down upon me. Zion's eyes bore into me with a pensive gaze, his expression unreadable as he observes my every move. The air is heavy with anticipation, charged with the possibility of what is to come.With a steady hand, I bring the vial to my lips and drink deeply, allowing the thick, viscous liquid to slide down my throat. The taste is metallic, tinged with a hint of something dark and otherworldly. But as the last drop passes my lips, I feel no surge of power, no sudden transformation. I am not surprised.I never expected the corrupted blood to grant me any sort of supernatural abilities. My purpose in drinking it was not to gain power, but to align myself with the prophecy, to force my way into its narrative. And in that regard, I believe I have succeeded.As I lower the vial, I meet Zion's gaze with a sense of calm resolve.
???'s POV Amidst the vast expanse of the celestial realm, I found myself floating among the stars, my consciousness adrift in a sea of cosmic wonders. Suddenly, a commanding voice reverberated through the void, pulling me from my reverie with its otherworldly resonance."Little thing," the voice called out, its words echoing through the cosmos like the distant rumble of thunder. Startled, I responded tentatively, my voice barely a whisper in the vastness of space. "Who... who's there?"I was ignored as the voice continued to speak. I listened intently as the voice spoke of the troubles that plagued mortals, of the ebb and flow of life, and of the chaos that reigned in the mortal realm. The voice seemed to ramble on for a while, its words swirling around me like a whirlwind of cosmic energy. It spoke of mortals and their endless troubles, of how they always seemed to find new ways to bring chaos and destruction upon themselves. It seemed rather easy to notice that it was the 'eyeball'