Power Whoever possessed it had the upper hand in any situation. Perhaps, Jo would have been considered powerful in her land but in the werewolf world, she was a measly omega. The last few days were rough on the poor siren. Losing countless nights of sleep finally drove her to the edge. She was usually very calculative and methodical in everything she did but her actions at the temple were rather erratic. She reflected on her actions near the temple. The sight of the guard touching her friend triggered something in her, it brought a very violent side to her. She thought she would never retort to this side of her again but it came back and it was ugly. Of course, the guard got what he deserved and Jo strongly doubted that the queen also had a hand in this. Forcing her to attend long ceremonies, temple blessings, making her stand in queues for hours and making her perform unreasonable tasks in the last few days, the list was inexhaustible. It was as if Olivia wanted to crack Jo and sh
âGet on top babyâ, the Demon kingâs ragged breathing ordered the slave. Even though the slave was a siren just like his sweet Jolene, she was nowhere close to Jolene's beauty. Jolene was a breath of fresh air. Her alluring sweet scent, the challenge in her eyes and her strong will to be free. It made him want her more. Victor was so lost thinking about Jolene and her beautiful curves when he realised the pale looking slave girl had already slid his length into hers and was moving in a slow pace. âLike this, my king?â, she asked innocently, her perky breast on full display. Victor just gave her a nod of approval as he closed his eyes. He liked to imagine it was Jolene riding him and pleasuring him. The slave girl looked at the king who had his eyes closed, his face in full ecstasy. The Demon king was still single with no queen ruling by his side. She was merely a slave from the sea kingdom but she was bringing pleasure to the kingâs face. Maybe her fate would not be so harsh anymor
Jo was still frozen to a spot as Belialâs shadow got closer. She could tell it was a telepathic projection only, which relieved her a little. But if Belial was projecting his image in front of her, it only made one thing clear. He already knew where she was.âHey there Joleneâ, the voice spoke to her again. Even though the image was just a projection, it felt like he really was there. Belial was still wearing the same dark scaly cloak. He was tall and easily towered over her. As usual, he was wearing black rings on almost all of his fingers.âWhat do you w*-w*nt?â, a stutter came out of Jo.âMy king demands youâ, he replied casually, stating the obvious.âThat is funny because I am not an object to be demanded. So, tell Victor, he can go to hell. Oh wait, he already is in hellâ, the siren spitefully said, trying her best to keep a calm composure.âWhy donât you tell that to him yourself?â, Belial was testing her now. He knew he was intimating her. But who wouldnât be? Belial once slaye
Sea kingdom Jolene was born in spring. Spring in the sea world was different. It was the season when the ocean was calmer than usual. The tides were gentler, brushing against each other. The sight of different schools of fishes swimming together became more prominent during this calming season. Afterall, it was the perfect season to welcome anything and everything in life, especially the birth of a young bub. But Joleneâs welcoming was not joyous as it had been for the other daughters of the sea king, Pierce Ledger. Pierce was on his witâs ends by the time his seventh born child was revealed to be a girl as well. He had been hoping for a boy, someone he could pass his legacy on and crown as his next successor. He would be considered a mad king in the realm if he announced any of his daughters as his successor. Female rulers were considered weak in all realms. The recent werebear female ruler was mercilessly killed by the fox king. It was a signal to all kingdoms that a male ruler was
Jolene looked nervously at Victor who was standing in front of her. They were at the entrance of the ball. Victor easily teleported them to the central dome. It would be an understatement that Jolene was envious of this capable wizard. She wanted to learn spells too and she vowed inside her mind that she will start looking for spells books in the library. âYou okay?â, Victor asked again. âYeah, go in first. I just need to catch some fresh airâ, Jo nervously laughed trying to push Victor towards the door. âNoâ, was all the wizard said as he took her hands into his and pulled her through the entrance doors. The sea guards at the doors all stepped aside instantly, sensing the aura and power Victor was eluding. Jo tried to play it off casually, throwing smiles at some familiar faces. When they reached the main ball area, there were some couples already dancing in the centre. Jo caught Pat sulking besides their dad, as suitors walked up to them one by one. The rest of her sisters were
âWhat was that all about? I hope you are not high on those sea-weeds around hereâ, Belial said, trying to keep a straight face. âNo, I am seriousâ, Victor ignored the lame joke and took a big puff of a cigar. âWhether it is Jolene or Pat, it does not matter in the endâ. Victor held back the urge to take back those words. Jolene was oddly growing on her. He was having sinful thoughts about an underage siren and that was not his proudest moment. âBut you came all the way to Patâs birthday as a suitor. I thought you would at least choose-â. âIncorrectâ, Victor interrupted, âI accepted the invitation for Patâs birthday because she is an old friend, nothing more. Moreover, itâs been ages since I visited the Sea kingdomâ. âBut Jolene is a minor, Vicâ. âWhich makes her an easier target for the plan. Minors are gullible, they will believe anything you say to themâ, Victor adjusted his tie, loosening it a little. âBut the plan remains the same. I will kill everyone in the sea kingdom the d
-Back in royal clinic- Jo inhaled a long breath, gathering more courage to tell the mother-daughter duo the next horrific detail of her past. Sarah, the former Queen, and Evelyn had been patiently listening to her past. Jo had yet to tell them about what happened on the day she turned 18, the day she was to wed Victor. But before she could go on, they were interrupted by a knock on the door. The former Queen frowned at the interruption, âCome inâ. Olivia walked in gracefully, a fake smile on display. Her dark chestnut hair was shining as always. She curtsied before the former Queen, âQueen mother, you are back. Had I known of your arrival, I would haveâĶ..â Before she could finish, Sarah cut her off, âWe are quite busy here. Did you need anything, Olivia?â. Olivia appeared a bit stunned, but she quickly regained her perfect composure, âI just wanted to check in on Jolene as you know she is a guest here. I heard she was attacked yet again. Quite a troublemaker if you ask meâ. There
Jo let out a nervous laughter, pretending to have not heard Dante. She quickly averted his gaze, trying to admire the beauty of the hospital walls. Dante just smirked, looking at Jo, who was trying to look oblivious. âSo?ââThese walls are magnificent. White and pure and simplistic and.....âThe Alpha king chuckled and nodded, quickly playing along with his mate. âI suppose you find them amusing since your odd likes open spaces more than enclosed wallsâ.âI have no idea what you are trying to say?â, Joâs voice quivered.âYou. Are. A. Sirenâ, Dante mouthed each word separately, and his hands squeezed hers tighter with each word.This was all so weird! Instead of feeling scared that her mate had found out, Jo had mixed feelings. She felt happy, excited, and a little bit relieved. It is as if a part of her wanted Dante to find out. âYou are quite an eavesdropperâ, Jo said in defeat, and tried to retract her right hand from the Alphaâs strong grip but to no avail. He just wouldnâ
Jo walked through the eastern corridor, the conversation with Alpha Don still echoing in her mind. His words, his offerâthe mention of Malrik.As Jo rounded the corner near the older omegasâ wing, her steps slowed.Low voices filtered through the open archway aheadâmaids, maybe three or four of them, their arms full of linens, speaking in hushed but eager tones. They didnât see her.ââĶI donât care if sheâs his fated mate,â one of them hissed. âShe still acted like the other woman.âJo froze.âI know!â another whispered. âKissing the Alpha King like that, right after the courtyard was still burning? Alpha Don was barely breathing! And sheâs off playing tragic romance under the moonlight?ââShhh,â a third warned, but her tone was laced with delight. âSomeone might hear.ââWell, someone should say it,â the first one snapped. âQueen Olivia wouldnât be caught dead behaving like that. She had grace. Power. She didnât throw herself at him like a siren temptress.âJoâs spine stiffened.âShe i
The Royal Healers had finally returned from the Ice Pack.Jo felt their presence before she saw themâcalm, collected energy seeping through the palace like mist.But Jo couldnât settle. Her dream still clung to her like sea spray. That light. That voice.She wandered outside, breathing in the cooler air, and found herself near the training barracks again.âJo,â a voice called.She turned to find Alpha Don, the Wind Warrior leader, standing a few paces away, his cloak fluttering slightly though there was no breeze. Tall, graceful, and still with the scar on his face.âAlpha Don,â she greeted politely.He nodded. âYou donât look like your fiery self today.ââIâve had trouble sleeping,â Jo admitted.His eyes lingered on her, searching. âThereâs something strange about you,â he said suddenly. âLike the air shifts when youâre near.âJo raised an eyebrow. âGet in line, you are definitely not the first one to call me strangeâHe blinked, as if startled by his own honesty. âI... didnât mean i
The Royal Healers had finally returned from the Ice Pack.Jo felt their presence before she saw themâcalm, collected energy seeping through the palace like mist.But Jo couldnât settle. Her dream still clung to her like sea spray. That light. That voice.She wandered outside, breathing in the cooler air, and found herself near the training barracks again.âJo,â a voice called.She turned to find Alpha Don, the Wind Warrior leader, standing a few paces away, his cloak fluttering slightly though there was no breeze. Tall, graceful, and still with the scar on his face.âAlpha Don,â she greeted politely.He nodded. âYou donât look like your fiery self today.ââIâve had trouble sleeping,â Jo admitted.His eyes lingered on her, searching. âThereâs something strange about you,â he said suddenly. âLike the air shifts when youâre near.âJo raised an eyebrow. âGet in line, you are definitely not the first one to call me strangeâHe blinked, as if startled by his own honesty. âI... didnât mean i
The dream returned.Same shore. Same call. Her feet drifted forward without thinking, the cool sand pressing between her toes as that soundâfaint and familiarâdrew her in. It was gentle, almost like a lullaby, but there was something sad buried in it. Like someone was calling her... and missing her at the same time.The waves rolled slowly and steady, their rhythm syncing with the tight, quiet thud of her heart.And thenâsuddenlyâthe light broke through.It wasnât warm or cold. It was blinding. A pure white form emerged from the waves, and as Jo blinked against the glow, a figure began to shape.Someone familiar. Someone long gone.But before she could name themâbefore she could scream or fall to her kneesâthe dream shattered, pulling her back into darkness.Jo woke with a soft gasp, her body tangled in sheets, her heart racing like a war drum. The dream lingered like salt on her lips as if she really was just at the ocean, blinded by the light.What were these dreams? And why did th
Jo exhaled slowly, her voice a low murmur.âI donât know why it failed.âEvie blinked. âYou meanâĶ it wasnât Victor?âJoâs eyes flicked to the firelight, shadows dancing over her scarred cheek. âI gave it everything I had. My intentions were realâraw, even. I didnât walk into that chamber planning to lie, and I wasnât afraid of the truth. That Goblet shouldâve accepted us.âSarah studied her carefully. âBut it didnât.ââNo,â Jo said softly. âIt didnât.âThe former Queen tilted her head. âSoâĶ you think it was him?ââI donât know.â Jo leaned forward, bracing her elbows on her knees. âThatâs the part that haunts me. Maybe it was Victor. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was both of us carrying too many secrets, too much shame. The Goblet doesnât care about feelingsâit cares about truth.âSarahâs voice was quieter now. âDo you regret it?âJoâs eyes sharpened. âNo.âThe room held its breath.âI donât regret what I gave him. Or what I told him. I meant every word. Even the parts that scared me,â she
Jo had been wandering the hallways of the demon kingdom, lost in her thoughts, when she found herself outside Victor's room. She hadnât planned on visiting him, but something drew her to the door. She hesitated, her hand hovering just above the handle. She could sense something was wrong. The air around the door felt thick with a strange energy, almost suffocating.She heard a low, pained whimper from inside. Her heart clenched.Victor? Without thinking, Jo pushed the door open and stepped inside.The room was shrouded in darkness, but it wasnât just the absence of light. This darkness felt alive, pulsating, almost like it was breathing. And there, in the middle of it, was Victor, doubled over in pain, his hands clutching his head.âVictor!â Joâs voice trembled with concern as she rushed to his side. She could see his body trembling, sweat glistening on his brow. He looked up at her, his eyes a mixture of pain and something elseâfear.âJoâĶstay back,â he managed to gasp out between brea
Jo sat stiffly on the edge of the opulent bed, her gaze fixed on Belial. The dim light filtering through the heavy curtains cast long shadows across the room.Belial's presence suddenly became commanding, his dark armor and intense gaze making the room feel even colder. There was only seriousness in the air now.He took a deliberate step closer to Jo, his voice dropping to a low, grim tone. "There is something you need to understand about the demon kings, Jolene. Victor killed Hades because his madness turned to the point of no return. Hades wanted Sea kingdom's most precious weapon, and Victor had a change of heart after meeting you. However, I am now worried about what this means for Victor.The madness is a truth that haunts every ruler who sits upon the throne of the underworld."Joâs heart quickened, her thoughts racing as she tried to grasp the gravity of Belialâs words. "What are you talking about? What truth?"Belialâs eyes, sharp and unwavering, met hers. "The madness. Every d
Victor stared at Jo dangerously. If looks could kill, Jo would be six feet deep already. Before the siren could decently cover herself in front of the crowd that was now gathering, Victor snapped his fingers, and instantly the warrior next to her started grasping for air, his hands around his neck as if something invisible was choking him, robbing him of air. 'Victor, stop', the siren pleaded for the warrior who she knew was probably a victim of Pat's evil plan. 'Fuck this Jo', the demon king mumbled. 'You care about this warrior so much?'. Jo knew it was a wrong move because the warrior's body suddenly went still. She knew he was dead, so she dared not look at the body lying next to her. Tears were welling up in her eyes, this was not how she imagined her 18th birthday to have been celebrated. Damn it. She did not even want to have a celebration in the first place. 'Everyone who dares lay their eyes on my soon-to-be bride will have it ripped out of their socket. OUT!', Victor
Victor did not know when and how this has happened but Jo was the only one he could think of every single day. Before he even realised, he had fallen hard for the siren. Joâs voice that sounded like melodies had drawn Victor to her, and he had fallen for her enchanting voice, her vibrant red hair, and the way her eyes held the depths of the ocean. But now, as Victorâs words echoed through the night, Joâs world shattered. His confession hung heavy in the air, like a curse that could never be undone. He had killed his own fatherâthe reigning demon kingâ Joâs voice trembled as she whispered, âWhy, Victor? Why would you do such a thing?â His eyes, once filled with tenderness, now bore the weight of guilt. âBecause I love you, Jo. More than my own life. The former King Hades had ordered me to kill the entire royal family of the sea world on the day we were supposed to be married.â Joâs heart clenched. 'Why would Hades want such thing and to wait till the wedding day? If he wanted to, he