FatedThird Person’s POVThe sound of the flute followed the steps of the two protagonists of the night. Every step the two takes, the wolf lanterns on the side of their archways lit up like it is leading the way for them, and the moment the two of them arrived at the crescent platform, bursts of silver lights could be seen exploding up in the dark blue sky as drum beats sounded which heightened the excitement of the crowd of guests.Samel stepped forward and stood still at the other end of the crescent platform, and Asha did the same while their eyes stayed staring at each other from the distance. The fireworks in the sky continued to go off one after another, and the silver lights that exploded resembled the fall of a rain that sprinkled down gently on the entire garden of the city lord manor. The flute and the drum joined to create a mesmerizing melody that only sounds pleasant to the ears. Everything is so magical and magnificent that the young ladies that were invited to the
New BeginningThird Person’s POVThe atmosphere in the garden of the city lord manor is in full swing. After the ritual of the mate ceremony and the vows of the two fated mates, the main dish was served by the servants of the manor, and the guests were instantly conquered by the tantalizing smell of the seared steak meat that was placed on their tables. The music once again sounded in the surroundings, and the two protagonists of the night walked down the platform and into the central pavilion where their friends and families are staying.Their arrival near the pavilions instantly caught the attention of the guests, and the veil that was on Asha’s face before is now gone which caused most of the guests to pause on their movements while looking incredulously at the enchanting and mesmerizing face of the young lady that appeared beside their city lord as his fated mate. How could there be such a beautiful person in this world? The young ladies that are still stunned silly felt a lot
FutureThird Person’s POVIn the three days that they were cut off from the outside world, Asha and Samel completed the marking, and their bodies would exude each other’s scents from the physical and astral form. The memories of the past three days burned Asha’s cheeks, and she could not help but to bury her face on the soft bedding of the bed while savoring the sweetness and passion that she shared with Samel. Her movements caused the white quilt on her body to tilt to the side, and vague cherry marks could be seen on her fair white skin. There are a few on the side of her neck and down on her delicately carved collarbone. Asha came out of her shyness as she sat up to get out of the bed, but her eyes fell on the red marks on her body, and redness tinged her whole face to her earlobes. She just woke up and realized that Samel was not on the bed.She could feel his presence through her soul, and guessed his position in the villa while taking out a towel and bathrobe to the man-mad
Chapter 1: BloodThird Person’s POVRings of incessant dark smoke swirled haphazardly as the burning abodes in the paradise-like clearing issued mournful creaking sounds. But it is being drowned by the wanton laughter of madness and screams of despair echoing in the closed-off walls of the now bloodstained land.“Lady Asha, please follow me obediently and don’t look back! We can’t afford to let the Blood Wolves Clan be wiped out without a single bloodline.” A rough but honest voice drilled into Asha Blood’s hazy mind and ears filled with the broken cries of her clansmen.She dazedly looked up to the worried and anxious face of Soran, her personal guard that has been following her since she was given the title of heir to be the next Priestess of their Blood Wolves clan.Asha’s bloodshot eyes blinked rapidly as beads of tears fell one after another on her pale cheeks.She is still rejecting the reality
Chapter 2: DeathThird Person’s POVAt the central part of the blessed land, in an open square surrounded by the burning buildings of the Blood Wolves clan, a group of men and women in luxurious attires stood in front a couple of heavily wounded individuals with indifference and greed blatantly showing in their noble and haughty faces.The king of the Artermia Kingdom, King Regor Ark stood at the helm of the group while looking down empathetically at the fallen warriors and Priestess of the Blood Wolves Clan.The feeling of exhilaration flowing in King Regor’s body could not be any more intoxicating as he smiled benevolently at the jade-like beauty of the Priestess in front of him.King Regor lifted his hand to pinch the Priestess’ chin as he used his other hand to caress her soft and silky black hair. It is as if he is caressing a treasure that he could not bear to part with.“Priestess Eva’s beauty could even
Death IIThird Person’s POVPriestess Eva’s bloodcurdling scream pierced through the darkened sky filled with smoke. And the escaping clansmen of the Blood Wolves clan shuddered in horror as they looked back to the central square.Indignation and hate clouded their visions, and their escaping figures did not hesitate to go back to where the scream is coming from while disregarding everything to fight to the death with their pursuers.They might fear the sickle of death, but they could not let anyone taint their clan’s honored Priestess without retaliation.The Blood Wolves clan’s population is only less than five hundred individuals, and half of them are the old that are long past their prime, and children that are still unable to defend themselves from adult soldier werewolves of the Royal Ark clan that has been polished to endure the cruelty of a battlefield.Discordant cries of unwillingness continued to ring in th
Death IIIThird Person’s POVThe moonless night allowed the darkness to deepen, and even shadows could not be seen to the scattered soldiers of the Royal Ark Clan that are now cleaning up the breathless bodies of the clansmen of the Blood Wolves clan.Each cold body of the children, women, elderly and the warriors are piled up like small hills at the central square where Priestess Eva’s body lays.The trail of blood and the burnt down buildings around the central square added to the gloom of the darkest night that have ever happened to the peaceful-loving Blood Wolves clan.The sounds of bodies scraping the ground seems more prominent as the blessed land quieted down with the last bouts of killings to those member of the Blood Wolves clan that have managed to escape to the edge of their lands but were unable to leave due to their intense loyalty.Soran curled down on the rough ground of the dark tunnel as he tried to clutch at th
Erased Third Person’s POV In a place far away from Artemia, inside a small room with only a small wick of candle as the source of light, a tall and noble-looking man stumbled as he supported his weight on the table next to him. An inaudible groan escaped the man’s thin lips that is turning paler by the second followed with his own complexion. A hint of confusion flickered on the pupils shining with the light of the candle in the dark as he seems to be clueless of what is happening to him. The feeling of weakness came over his entire body without any signs, and it almost swallowed his reasons as the pain that followed seems to be coming from the depths of his soul. It is similar to the feeling of death, but the man could not guess the reason of his body’s sudden strangeness as the weakness and pain also disappeared as quick as it came. At the flash of dawn, the chaos in the blessed lands of the Blood Wolves clan finally abated, but the