Zayden’s P.O.V. “There’s only one kind of shock worse than the totally unexpected: the expected for which one has refused to be prepared.” My plan, attack on Trevor, long contemplation over the current circumstances in the Royal Palace, everything gathered and jumped out of the nearest window right in front of me, giggling and laughing. It was a possibility in the back of my mind that Helena couldn’t be compelled or threatened because of her family members. After all, if the prestigious leader of the Sussurro clan could break a blood vow, she would be perfectly able to break her enemy’s bones as well. Right now, the scene in front of my eyes was a physical representation of such a dilemma, where King Trevor was screaming at the top of his lungs, clutching his chest where a silver dagger was buried completely. “H-how dare y-you!” Amidst those screeches, he stuttered to shoot back at Helena, whose smiling face was the epitome of success. She crossed her arms over her chest, mocki
Helena’s P.O.V. “No one is going to hell today.” This was the last sentence I heard before passing out as a hard object struck my head with full force, knocking me out. And when I woke up again, King Trevor was by my side, ordering his witches. “It was already so difficult for me to search for Helena and her whisperer's name. So, don’t make assumptions and make sure that her brain is under our control.” A dozen of dark witches cast a spell, deadly enough to kill hundreds of strong feral sides, putting Nova into a deep slumber. Phew! But it couldn’t hurt me! If it wasn’t for my grandpa’s ancestry, I would have married King Trevor as his beloved, giving him the lycan throne on a plate. Only the Moon Goddess knew how I spent the past three days acting as Trevor’s lover, even after hearing the truth of that fake mate-bond. He considered me compelled and admired his sister in front of me for this brilliant idea. “Thank you so much for telling me about the ancient scrolls, Isabe
Carver’s P.O.V. (Flashback) “How long are we supposed to live like this, dad?” My mom was in labor, and that small clinic in human town was attacked by the lycans’ army, searching for my dad tirelessly. When King Edgar’s favorite consort ran away, my dad was held accountable as the pack’s Beta. In fact, he was the main culprit behind this plan. To avoid suspicion, he submitted a fake investigative report. But the King didn’t accept it, resulting in our banishment from the pack. Yes, banishment! Our home was burnt down to ashes right before us, rendering us rogues overnight. That cruel King didn’t take pity on my pregnant mom, disregarding the fact that our family was welcoming a second son after decades. Tonight, my brother was about to be born in this world. But that ruthless King’s warriors tried to arrest my dad for some imaginary crime, killing my brother instead. Now, digging the grave of my brother, my anger was touching the sky. Tears of helplessness pooled into my
Carver’s P.O.V. Disregarding the murmuring crowd in the throne room, I only focused on Helena, whose icy gaze was seeping cold in my body. “You can’t just listen to others and believe them without listening to the story, love. I can explain my actions.” A colorless tear rolled down her cheek as Helena’s eyes turned back to normal, giving me hope in crises. We loved each other so much that trust and this long distance wasn’t a problem, I was certain that she would understand my difficulties. However, Alpha Zayden took it as a perfect opportunity to poke his nose in other matters and lunged at me. “After fucking Sylvia and choosing her as your child’s mother, what do you want to explain, Carver? Helena is a woman, not a plaything that you’ll do whatever you want outside, and she’ll wait for you in your house.” He balled his fingers to punch me, but I caught his fist on time, pushing him away. Before he could attack me again, Helena’s Royal tone froze him to his sp
Zayden’s P.O.V.The pin-drop silence followed by Helena’s words suffocated the entire crowd as Carver didn’t utter a single word while being stabbed. Only a whimper escaped his mouth when that dagger melted in his chest. His amber eyes kept staring at Helena until he converted into a heap of black ashes. Helena knelt on the floor beside it and spoke icily,“The blood vow has been broken. Ellsworth bloodline is free from the hold of vampires.”Then I saw her crying her eyes out, those ashes started disappearing as she told Elder Desmond.“I am sorry, Uncle. You will not get the dead body of your son for his funeral.”As the magical boundary was removed, Elder rushed to grab a handful of Carver’s ashes, but they also vanished in thin air. Helena hugged him as tears streamed down his cheeks, their anguished sobs reverberated throughout the whole surroundings.The moment I realized that Carver was the last person to be killed for my curse, I gave up. Helena’s love for him wasn’t a
Helena’s P.O.V. “I love you, Helena!” This was the last sentence that Carver said before dying, more precisely, before dying at my hands. Love, hate, jealousy, anger, animosity, all emotions intertwined to seize the working of my brain, I lost the ability to believe in anything for a length of time. Carver begged for a chance, his Lycan approached me to share his misfortunes. But still, all I could see was a rule-breaker, a person who blindly trusted dark magic. It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t hurt, or that my whisperer ‘s duty was more important than my personal life. A part of my heart was dedicated to Carver, where he lived like a god, ruling over my intellect and reasoning. However, it lost its significance when it occurred to me. I was again scammed by love! For more than a decade, I had only yearned to be treated with love, even my mom repeatedly warned me about respect in a relationship. I made this mistake during my marriage to Zayden, taking him as a challenge
Helena’s P.O.V. I spent a happy day with my kids in our mansion, fulfilling their demands and playing with them up to our heart’s content. Edith forgot for a moment that he was their uncle and became a child for their happiness. The way he participated in games and laughed with Liam at silly jokes hinted towards their close bond, I had missed their formal introductions during my slumber. This happy time was indeed priceless and very close to my heart, but my duties were calling me. So, this time, I decided to take my kids with me to the Royal Palace. But when I opened the portal to leave, everyone bombarded me with their reasons to come along. “Edith: I want to see my dad.” Liam and Skylar wished to thank King Edgar for letting them stay at the Palace because of Susan’s request. My protective enchantments sent them there, another place with the traces of my mom’s aura. Ciara and Susan were missing their covens, and Amelia wished to join the celebrations in the Moon Howler’s Pac
Helena’s P.O.V. “So, Alpha Zayden has found his soulmate!” That gorgeous girl’s fiery hair, her curious eyes, and her model-like figure knotted my stomach. I covered my mouth in an extreme shock, uncertain whether to scream or laugh. All the time I had to tell Zayden about the mate-bond revolved in my mind, making me feel at a loss for words. It was like I had missed the golden opportunity to speak the truth. “And now he has met his mate!” Stumbling backwards, I lost my footing for a brief moment, my body rocked with the sheer force of the unexpected revelation. It was fortunate that the party had started, and everyone was busy celebrating, no one was there to pay attention to my dilemma. “What to do now?” This question hammered my head as I saw Zayden smiling brightly, dancing with that girl, his soulmate, who had made him happy in just a few minutes. Was it possible for him to be happy with me? Marriage, divorce, kids, mistakes, relationships, our lives were so complicat