Lucien POV
“Tharros, will she be okay?” I asked with anxiety evident in my voice.
“Don't worry pal, she is fine. Her body is just exhausted from the power she holds. Until she can master her powers and her body grows accustomed to the power, she will feel weak every time she uses it. Her whole life the power has been domain so it takes time for the body to adjust accordingly to such great power but don’t worry she is fine” Tharros scholarly explained and it made me calm down a little then I realized another matter we needed to discuss and it was that werewolf claiming my mate as his. “One more thing. I can understand what you are plotting in that head of yours, and I have been thinking for a while. At times, one is indeed paired to two mates.”I cut him off before he could finish his statement. “Are you saying she would have to choose between the two of us?” I asked alarmed by his philosophical approach to this mate thing. “In that case, she will be choosing me. Get ready to lose old bloodsucker” The arrogant just wanted to get on my nerves every time. “Remind me again what are you doing in my kingdom?”I averted giving in to his provocation. “Last week we killed a whole coven of witches and before some of them died they mentioned about a war coming and cryptic messages so I don’t think those witches you are petting are good” he narrated and it was truly alarming if witches were mobilizing this would mean another war against them. “Those are different from others. They are allies Kiran” I tried to reason with him but his facial features showed that he was not pleased by this. “Don't act like you don’t remember what we lost in the hands of witches and what about our convention the whole realm agreed to. Are we also going to play blind to it as well? I say we get rid of those witches” he stated with great anger evident on his face. “Those witches are the guardians of the Destiny child who happens to be Emily. You just arrived and started creating a fuzz you need to listen here. Emily is the Destiny child and her importance is equal to those of the so-called witches you saw outside” Tharros said and I saw Kiran stable a little bit but his hand was clunched into a fist. Just then a maid opened the room to the study room in great panic. “Master, Miss Emily is sleepwalking and she looks creepy……….Emily POV
I remember being in the study and now I was standing in a meadow. Suddenly the area became pitch black and the air became heavy.
“Child time is running out. Look to your left” I heard a voice saying in my head and I looked to the left. The world was divided and werewolves and vampires were in a gruesome war. It was severe and quite disturbing. I saw Kiran the werewolf and Lucien fighting each other and there was great animosity between them. When their fists collided the whole realm shook. “What is happening?” I asked no one in particular hoping the voice in my head to reply me. “The war is fast approaching Emily. Now is the time to take the reigns of the horse. Someone has already been controlling the course of the narrative. Dig deep Emily and you will find the answers you seek one more thing I have always been there for you and when you need me just call” the voice said and it became dead silent leaving me to the gruesome scene of the war between the vampires and werewolves. I watched as they tore each other’s stomachs and their intestines all over the place. Bloodshed had turned into a stream of blood and I was crying for both Lucien and Kiran to stop but none of them was listening to me. Suddenly the surroundings started familiarising and I found myself in my room inside a golden bubble with everyone looking at me with worried expressions. “Emily are you okay” Aunt May came to my side when the bubble burst. “What happened?” I asked. “You passed out in the study and we took you here to rest and suddenly you started sleepwalking saying some chants I didn’t quite recognise.Tharros then put you inside the bubbles to stop you from hurting yourself from walking around”she explained and the contents I saw in the vision came back to me. “I had another vision and this time, I saw a war breaking out between the werewolves and vampires. I tried calling out to Lucien and Kiran but they didn’t listen” I said looking at both of them with equal worry for each one of them. “I think we are running out of time and we need to go to the temple immediately” I heard Tharros say when I felt a gush of wind come outside my window it seemed like danger and my body instinctively dodged and an arrow missed me. “Emily get to safety” everyone called and I saw Lucien say some chants and disappear into a vortex of black light only to appear shortly after with a person in his arms. “Who sent you and what do you want?”Lucien tried to get him to talk but the man only uttered a small sentence before he swallowed a potion no one saw he had, “The child of the moon will be the end of us all”, was the sentence he sThe horizon burned with fractured light, a jagged skyline of shattered cities and broken mountains. The Blood Moon had faded, leaving only the smoldering remnants of a world that had teetered on the brink of annihilation. But the echoes of chaos still lingered, twisting the wind and turning the air heavy with tension. Emily staggered forward, every step a struggle against exhaustion and the lingering pull of the Abyss that still tried to claw its way back into her soul.Beside her, Kiran’s wolf form snarled, fur bristling, eyes sharp with focus despite the exhaustion that dragged at him. Lucien moved with precise grace, sword glowing faintly, yet his every motion bore the weight of centuries, the burden of immortality he was preparing to relinquish. Together, they formed a triangle of strength, a fragile yet unbreakable bond that tethered Emily to the world she had fought so desperately to save.Before them, Lena hovered, her body radiating a power so vast it seemed to fracture realit
The world shivered beneath the weight of chaos. The sky burned a sickly crimson as the Abyss clawed at reality, distorting cities into molten fragments and twisting the air into jagged, tearing winds. Emily stumbled through the devastation, her heart pounding, her hands shaking with energy she could barely control. Every pulse of her power threatened to fracture the very ground beneath her feet, yet somehow, she held on to herself.The voice of the Abyss had faded, replaced by a quieter, insistent echo of her own will. I am not yours. I am not a tool. I am Emily.For the first time in what felt like centuries, clarity struck her. The God of the Abyss had been manipulating everyone, every war, every choice, every soul it had planned for her to become its vessel, to tear apart the world and remake it in darkness. But she refused. She could feel the threads of her own power unraveling and recoiling, snapping at the edges of the Abyss’s hold. It was dangerous terrifyingly so but it was he
The Abyss pulsed around them like a living heartbeat, black tendrils curling and snapping at Kiran and Lucien, seeking cracks in their resolve. Every step forward was met with a whisper soft, insidious, like someone leaning into their minds and feeding on their fears. The air itself smelled of despair, thick and metallic, burning at their lungs with every breath.Kiran’s claws dug into the jagged ground, his eyes scanning for any sign of Emily, but the deeper they went, the more he realized something terrifying: the Abyss wasn’t just a place it was alive. Watching. Waiting. Manipulating. Every shadow, every illusion, every fleeting memory of Emily was carefully placed to lure them into its snare.“Something’s wrong,” Kiran muttered, voice low. “This isn’t just Lena or the Celestials… it’s” He stopped, eyes widening as a cold, resonating laugh echoed through the void. The laughter seemed to seep into his bones, rattling his senses.“the Abyss itself,” Lucien finished, his tone grim. “I
The air was thick with a darkness that clawed at Kiran and Lucien’s minds the moment they stepped closer to the Abyss. Shadows slithered along the cracked ground, whispering doubts, murmurs of fear, and promises of despair. The world behind them had become unrecognizable a fractured wasteland, the sky a swirling canvas of red and black. Cities had vanished, forests rotted into ash, and rivers ran with a shimmering black fluid that burned at the soul.“We have to keep moving,” Kiran said, his voice tight as he stepped over a fissure that emitted a cold, unnatural wind. “Every second we waste, Lena gets closer to finishing the ritual. Every second, she drags the world further into the Void.”Lucien’s wings stretched instinctively as he scanned the horizon. “And we have no way of knowing who we can trust anymore. The spirit guide warned us about betrayal but I didn’t think… I didn’t think it would feel this… personal.” His hand tightened around the hilt of his blade, eyes flashing with d
The world had gone silent. At least, it felt that way. The skies were fractured, a dull crimson haze lingering over the battlefield where cities had once stood. Mountains had split, rivers ran black with corrupted energy, and even the wind seemed to mourn. Emily… she was gone.Kiran’s hands shook as he knelt over the crater where she had fallen, staring at the faint glow of the Abyss still pulsing where her body had vanished. “She… she’s gone,” he whispered, voice breaking. The word tasted like ash in his mouth.“No,” Lucien growled beside him, wings tensing as he scanned the horizon. “Not gone. She’s… trapped. Somewhere between this world and that… that void.” His voice faltered, but there was a spark in his eyes fury, yes, but also determination. “We’re not losing her, Kiran. Not like this.”The air around them shimmered, charged with residual Abyssal energy. The ground quivered with power, as though the world itself was protesting her absence. Shadows stretched unnaturally long, an
The Blood Moon hung low, a red sentinel over a world trembling on the edge of annihilation. Shadows and light danced violently across the ruins of the battlefield, cities crumbling into nothingness as time itself fractured. I could feel the Abyss inside me, alive and pulsing, trying to overwrite everything every memory, every heartbeat, every choice I had ever made.“Emily!” Kiran’s voice cut through the chaos, full of desperation and raw fear. I saw him moving toward me, claws scraping against the cracked earth, eyes burning with determination. Behind him, Lucien’s wings flared wide, casting silver shadows across the scarlet sky. Both of them had come together, setting aside every feud, every distrust, every fear. For me. For the world.But the Abyss wasn’t listening. It roared within me, pulling at my soul, urging me to surrender, to rule, to consume. The markings along my arms throbbed with black fire, spreading rapidly as though claiming my body as its own. I tried to push back, t