Zayden’s P.O.V “Please take a rest and enjoy yourselves. I’m busy with some official business.” Like, what the heck! I came here only to spend quality time with Helly, and she went to some sort of mystical seclusion, ignoring me completely by saying, “Enjoy myself?” What the hell was I supposed to do in that ancient pack? No internet, no electricity, no electrical gadgets, in simple words no connection to the outside world. This territory was already a secluded place, and now, its only attraction had left me alone to be bored. Until evening, I realized that I was the only one feeling like that because Amelia and Edith swiftly adjusted to this new routine. Amelia went to the kitchen and befriended three maids. Their happy chatters hinted towards their old friendships, as if they hadn’t met some hours ago. Hopeless by my pack mate’s carefree attitude, I followed Edith, who stretched his teeny tiny arms and hugged the shelves of an enormous library. “I love it, sister! This is
Helena’s P.O.V.“The silver dagger is missing, Helly!”I was already hell panicked because of the unforeseen circumstances, and now, Zayden was crying about his lost family heirloom.Where was his reasoning?Going through the procedure again, I masked my vexation with indifference and commented.“I’m in the middle of the ritual, then why are you mentioning that dagger?”Without asking my permission, he moved closer and pointed towards my hands. “Witch Ciara also had a book like this. She read from that and told us about the curse breaking once. According to her, we need a whisperer, a silver dagger, and me at a full moon night for better results. She had a list of some essential herbs and potions, but I don’t know much about it.”Firstly, it made me roll my eyes that Zayden compared the holy book of whisperers with a witch’s grimoire, usually filled with the hexes to fool and hurt others. While the holy verses of our sacred books were lifesaving, serving nature with utmost
Helena’s P.O.V. Once I read somewhere, “always expect the unexpected.” As I wasn’t a bookworm, this quote was like a Moon Goddess’s sign for me. Perhaps, I became paranoid during my two years of married life at the Moon Howler’s Pack that being overcautious was just a way for me to survive. This direction from Heaven specially assisted me to tackle the countless challenging situations there. It was supposed to stay like this after my kids’ birth and demanding jobs, then what went wrong? How could I forget to be ‘extra’ in a task? Zayden’s curse was forbidden, breaking several rules of nature simultaneously. It should be in mind to conduct wide research before putting his life on line. How could I merely trust his words for the dang ritual? I wasn’t a doctor to write a prescription after hearing the symptoms of curses related to any life and death issues, they required meticulous efforts to deal with them. What kind of whisperer was I to completely ignore this fact? My blanc
Helena’s P.O.V As my mom had grounded me, sending Zayden away was the only option for the curse. However, a problem arose right after his departure. Not an ordinary issue, but an extraordinary one! My brother Edith, whose half-shifted form was completely healed by the mystical aura of the Sussurro clan, threw a tantrum like a toddler. “Why did you kick Alpha out? Don’t you know he is sick?” He announced a strike, and refused to eat or sleep, crying his eyes out. “My mom will catch him and punish him again. Please let me save him.” It was so difficult to remind him that Zayden had gone out in his Alpha form, there was not a chance in hell that Queen Isabella would find out about his maid’s identity. Pacifying a Royal when his mind was fixed on something was close to impossible, but I tried, Amelia also helped me in this mission. As a last resort, I cooked for Edith and tried to talk to him, although Nova was grinning mischievously. “Your ex has got a loyal admirer. Why ar
Helena’s P.O.V “Come again please?” Although I had perfectly heard what witch Ciara just said, a set of irrelevant questions rolled out of my tongue impulsively. “What? Who? How did he get his second son?” My heart skipped a beat, a palpable pause that reverberated through my chest, processing this truth was simply out of my jurisdiction. Witch Ciara looked away; her voice was barely above a whisper. “Sylvia is pregnant with Alpha Zayden’s child. They are expecting a son.” “Oh, right, Sylvia. How come I forget about her? Silly me!” A quick bark of laughter burst from my throat as I rubbed my temple nervously, this sudden news had turned my world upside down. When I left the Moon Howler’s Pack, Sylvia’s relationship with Zayden wasn’t a secret from me, so I simply imagined a happy family for them after my little angels’ birth. This closure was sufficient for me to move on; however, Alpha’s return did jeopardize my peace for a while. He swore repeatedly that
Helena’s P.O.V. “No, she isn’t. Sylvia is a female Alpha wolf.” I denied Nova’s claim at once as it was impossible for a werewolf to turn into a vampire overnight. After all, Sylvia was Alpha Bryson’s only daughter, Nova’s statement didn’t make any sense at all. However, the murderous glint in those pools of blood and paleness spreading on her face dropped my heart to my stomach. I was unable to completely jerk off the horror of her vampire identity. Suddenly, Witch Ciara’s panicked voice resounded in my ears, “This is the silver dagger that was used to cast the blood vow on Alpha Zayden. Why is it with you, Sylvia?” “Luna Sylvia!” Sylvia spat out in response; her threats were directed towards me. “Leave my Alpha’s hand and step away from him, mutt. Or say your final goodbye to this old man. He has already lived long by ruining other lives. Choice is yours!” Her venomous tone reminded me of Zayden’s hand clasped with mine, the coldness seeping through this con
Helena’s P.O.V. “Mother?” Three dumbstruck voices asked at once, trying to confirm Sylvia’s statement, as she was burning with rage. It was quite possible that she was making it up, but she stood on her ground firmly. “Yes, my mother. Do you have hearing problems?” Her snarky remark rendered us speechless; however, Alpha Gladwin went bonkers. He wasn’t ready to accept it at any cost. “Alpha Bryson is my academy fellow; we got our diploma together. I attended his mating ceremony and your introduction party as well. How is it even possible that Lyla and Bryson are your parents?” His dumbfounded expressions fairly entertained Sylvia. She clicked her tongue, taking two steps towards him. “For you, is everyone more trustworthy than my mom? Great! Then how do you think I am a Royal Vampire besides being an Alpha?” Sylvia’s question zipped Alpha Gladwin’s lips; he couldn’t even use any stupid reason to support his claim. She unbuttoned Zayden’s shirt and showed us a Ruby nec
Smith’s P.O.V. The compulsion from the entire pack was just over, and Alex left me to guard Madam Helena, in case she needed anything. I could feel that she was in trouble, scared would be a better word used for her current condition. She was dialing someone’s number repeatedly, but that person wasn’t receiving her calls. Soon, she gave up and started crying, leaving me aghast about whether I should ask her or not. “You should serve Helena well.” That was Alex’s serious demand from me, and as I couldn’t say no to him, I stepped forward to inquire about the situation. “What’s going on, Madam? May I help you?” Waiting for her reply, I remained silent, but she stood there frozen, not even nodding to acknowledge my question. Perhaps, I wasn’t loud enough at first, so I raised my voice, “Are you alright, Madam?” Just at that very moment, my eyes beheld a strange sight, wrecking my brain in a heartbeat. Madam Helena turned into some sort of fairy right in front of me, her flowy