LOGINDAMIEN
I did not expect the rogues outside the border to be that many. It took me and my men a whole day to fight them off. By the time we were done I was so exhausted that all I wanted was to lay down and have Maya massage my back.
Maya.
Just thinking about her brought a smile to my face. I knew I had hurt her. I knew she hated me. But what was done was done. I was raised with one goal and that was to destroy her parents and take their pack.
Yes I had used her to get close to them. I got into a relationship with her and gained their trust. But somewhere along the way I fell madly in love with her and now I could not let her go. The thought of her being away from me made my chest ache in a way I could not explain.
My family did not approve of her. They never would. If anyone saw me being soft with her they would turn against me in a heartbeat. I had not come this far just to lose everything over feelings.
So I had to hide how I felt. I had to pretend.
"Damien!"
I turned toward the voice and had to fight the urge to groan. Isabella came running toward me with her arms wide open. She threw herself at me and planted a kiss on my cheek before pulling back with a big smile.
"I missed you so much. You took way too long" she whined and I wanted nothing more than to tape her mouth shut.
She annoyed me beyond belief but I could not get rid of her. Having Isabella by my side kept my family from ever suspecting that I was in love with Maya. As long as they believed Isabella was my chosen mate Maya would be safe from their schemes.
So I had to pretend to love Isabella. I might even have to marry her because that was what my family expected. I knew it was selfish to keep Maya close while all of this was happening. I knew it was tearing her apart from the inside.
But I was a selfish man. I would rather die than give her up.
"Did you feed Maya?" I asked and Isabella's smile dropped into a frown.
"Why are you asking about her? Should you not be asking if I have eaten?" she snapped.
I sighed. This woman.
"Have you eaten?" I asked flatly.
"Yes I ate some..."
"Did you feed Maya?" I cut her off and she scoffed loudly.
"Well if you must know Maya is not here anymore" she said casually.
My heart dropped straight to the floor.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" I asked. My voice was low and dangerous but she did not seem to notice.
"Do not worry about it. She is just..."
I grabbed her shoulders and dug my claws into her skin. She gasped and her eyes went wide with shock before fear took over her entire face.
"Where is Maya?" I asked through clenched teeth.
"I asked for her to be sold. She is probably at the auction house by now. Someone might have already bought her" she stammered out.
I stared at her in disbelief. Then the disbelief turned into a rage so hot I could barely contain it.
I slapped her across the face and she hit the ground with a sharp cry. She looked up at me in complete shock while holding her cheek.
"Damien..."
"You better pray nothing has happened to her or I will make you pay in ways you cannot even imagine. Bryce!" I yelled and my Beta came running over immediately.
He glanced down at Isabella on the ground and guilt flashed through his eyes. So he was in on this too. That bastard.
"Deploy the guards. We are going to find Maya. And if she is not found then both of you better pack your things and get the hell out of my territory" I growled.
Shock crossed Bryce's face but he nodded quickly and walked away without a word.
I knew Bryce had feelings for Isabella and that was why it was always hard for me to act how I truly wanted around her. He would report everything back to my family the moment I stepped out of line. I was like a bird in a cage with eyes watching my every move.
The only person who ever truly cared about me was Maya and I was not about to lose her.
My uncle tried to stop me from leaving. He even threatened me but I did not care. Within minutes we were on the road heading for the auction house.
It took us a while to get there and by the time we arrived the place was already closed for the night. The gates were locked and the lights were off.
"Call the organizer now" I ordered before jumping out of the car and running toward the gates. I slammed my fists against the metal over and over until my knuckles ached.
"Alpha Damien what are you doing here?"
I spun around and saw the announcer walking up from the shadows. I rushed toward him and grabbed him by the collar.
"Have you seen a girl? Medium height. Black hair. Hazel eyes. A body that would stop you in your tracks" I said quickly.
He frowned and scratched his head. "Alpha Damien every girl brought here is beautiful. Hazel eyes though? One did stand out to me. She had Alpha blood..."
"Yes that is her! Where is she?!" I nearly shouted.
His face twisted with annoyance. "The Lycan King showed up out of nowhere. He said he would pay one million dollars for her but then he left without paying. He even smashed a vase over my head. If he was not the Lycan King I would have dealt with him myself."
My blood went cold. The Lycan King? What was he doing in our territory? And why had he taken Maya?
"She really was a beautiful one though. I would have made a fortune off her" the announcer muttered while rubbing the bump on his head.
I stared at him for a long second. Then I pulled out my gun and put a bullet right between his eyes.
People nearby screamed and scattered in every direction as his body crumpled to the ground. I turned to Bryce who looked like he was about to pass out from fear.
"Trace the Lycan King's movements. Now" I said calmly before walking back to the car and climbing in. The driver took off immediately.
Inside the car my mind was spinning. I was the only one who knew this but Maya's wolf was weak. Dangerously weak. She could barely protect herself and now she was in the hands of the most powerful being alive.
What did the Lycan King want with her?
"I found his location. He is heading toward the Blood Moon pack" Ethan reported from the front seat.
I leaned back and clenched my jaw so hard my teeth ached.
"Head to the Blood Moon pack. I need to get my woman back."
Just as the adjustment was made in Chapter 1, the same adjustment has been done in this same chapter as well.
ASHERThe location was buried deep in the palace archives, in records Kael had tried to destroy but missed.An unmarked grave in the northern garden. Far from the royal crypts where my father rested. Far from anywhere visitors might accidentally discover it.Erik had buried my mother like she was shameful. Like her existence was something to hide.Maya found it three days ago while searching for information about Elara's research. She had not told me immediately, understanding I would need time to prepare myself.But time had run out. Mordain's parley was scheduled for this afternoon. And something in me needed to do this first. Needed to speak to the mother I barely remembered before potentially walking into a trap.The rain started as we left the palace, a cold drizzle that matched my mood perfectly."You do not have to come," I told Maya as we walked through the gardens."I know. But I want to. If you will let me."I nodded, grateful for her presence even though I could not find wo
MAYASeven days since Damien's death.Seven nights of waking up screaming.Seven mornings of finding Asher exhausted but determined, refusing to let me face the darkness alone.The nightmares had become routine. Predictable in their horror.I would dream of killing everyone I loved. Of the power consuming me until I was nothing but a vessel of destruction. Of standing over Asher's body, my hands dripping with his blood, smiling.Tonight's nightmare was the worst yet.I stood in the throne room, but it was filled with corpses. Every person who had ever trusted me. Wolves and Lycans. Blue Moon survivors. Palace staff. All of them dead by my hand.And I was executing them. One by one. Methodically.Rhea knelt before me, defiant even as I raised the blade. "You were supposed to be better than this.""I tried," I heard myself say. "But monsters cannot be anything else."The blade fell.Ethan was next. Then Miriam. Then every person who had believed in me.Until only Asher remained.He did
MAYAThe rain felt clean against my skin.Everything else felt corrupted. The black veins spreading through my body. The power eating me from inside. The guilt that had become a constant weight crushing my chest.But the rain was pure. Untainted.I stood at the edge of the ruined southern wall and wondered if falling would feel like flying."Are you going to jump?" Asher's voice came from behind me, careful and controlled."I am deciding if I am worth saving."The wind picked up, pulling at my soaked nightgown. One strong gust and the decision would be made for me.Part of me hoped for it."May I join you?" Asher asked.I shrugged. "It is your wall."He moved beside me, not touching, just standing at the same precipice. Looking down at the same rocks that had killed three soldiers when this section collapsed during Gabriel's assault.Their bodies had been removed. But I could still see the blood stains on the stone below."Tell me what you are thinking," he said quietly."That everyon
ASHERI watched Maya deteriorate and felt utterly helpless.Four days since her collapse. Four days of forcing food into her that she could barely keep down. Four days of holding her through nightmares that left her screaming and the room scorched with uncontrolled silver light.The black veins had spread. Now they crawled up her neck, visible even when she wore high collars. Miriam said it was the power consuming her from within, feeding on her will to live like a parasite.And I could do nothing but watch."Your Majesty, the supply reports need your attention."I looked up from where I had been staring at nothing, finding General Maddox standing in the war room doorway. How long had I been sitting here?"Leave them on the desk," I said."Sir, they are urgent. We need decisions about rationing before...""I said leave them."Maddox hesitated, then set the papers down and retreated.I knew I should look at them. Should make the decisions a king was supposed to make. But every time I t
MAYASleep, when it finally came, brought no peace.I stood in the ruins of Blue Moon territory, but this time everything was different. The silver light blazed around me, brighter than it had ever been in reality. Power unlimited. Strength beyond measure.And I was using it to kill my own people.My mother appeared before me, her throat already slit, blood streaming down her chest. "Why did you not save me, Maya? You had the power.""I did not have it then," I tried to say, but my voice would not work."Liar." My father materialized beside her, his chest torn open. "You let us die. You ran like a coward.""No, I tried to fight. I tried..."But they were right. I had run. Had hidden while my pack was slaughtered.The scene shifted. Now I stood in the palace throne room, but it was filled with bodies. Every person I had killed during the battles. Lycans and wolves mixed together in death.They rose slowly, their eyes accusing."Was it worth it?" a young Lycan soldier asked, the one who
MAYA"He cannot have just vanished," Asher said, staring at the empty cell.But the evidence was undeniable. The iron door remained locked from the outside, the mechanism undamaged. The chains that had bound Damien lay coiled neatly on the floor. And two guards lay dead, their throats slit with precision."Check the secret passages," I ordered. "He must have used them to escape."Rhea was already moving. "We sealed every access point we found. Posted guards at each one.""Then we missed one. Search again."While teams spread through the dungeon, I examined the cell. The message written in blood covered one wall.See you soon, my love. We have unfinished business.The handwriting was unmistakably Damien's. Elegant even when written in a dead man's blood."There," Ethan said, pointing to the corner. "The stone is loose."We pried it free, revealing a narrow passage behind. Barely wide enough for a man to squeeze through."How did we miss this?" Rhea demanded."Because it was not on any
ISABELLAThe letter arrived at midnight.I held it under the single candle burning in my room. Read the words that had become my only comfort in the weeks since Damien stopped looking at me like I mattered.*Meet me at the usual place
DAMIENThe scout arrived at dusk covered in dirt and blood.He stumbled into my tent. Collapsed to his knees. Breathing hard like he had run the entire way back from the western border."Report" I said."The ambus
MAYAThe war room erupted when I volunteered."Absolutely not" Asher said. His voice carried the weight of a king who expected obedience. "You are not going to an active combat zone.""I know how Damien thinks. I know his patterns. I
ASHERThe alarm bells rang at three in the morning.I was already awake. Standing at the window of my study watching the pre-dawn darkness. Sleep had become something I stole in fragments. Minutes here. An hour there. Never enough. Never







