LOGINMila’s POVFor several seconds, I couldn’t move.The weapon hovered in front of me, its sharp point directed at my chest, while the floor continued to tremble beneath our feet.I swallowed “Can someone please explain what is happening?”Nobody answered and Knox still stood in front of me, one arm stretched protectively across my body. Sasha and Marie had moved closer together, their eyes fixed on the cracks spreading through the floor.The weapon shook and silver light around it pulsed once, twice, then settled, I could feel it calling to me.He glanced at the weapon again “That thing is pointing at your heart.”“Technically, it hasn’t touched me.”“Mila.”“Okay I’m done.”I squeezed his hand.“I’m fine, love.”He didn’t look convinced, but he stepped slightly aside and the weapon moved with him.Its point remained aimed at my chest.I frowned “That’s interesting.”“How is that interesting?” Sasha demanded. “It’s threatening you!”“No, look”I took one step to the left and the weapon
Mila’s POVThe staircase continued into darkness.I stood at the entrance, staring down at the narrow stone steps carved into the mountain, and wondered how many people had walked down here before us.How many had entered this place believing they would find answers?And how many had never returned?A cold breeze rose from beneath the cliff, carrying the scent of damp earth, ancient stone, and something else I couldn’t quite identify. It brushed against my face, making the tiny hairs on my arms stand.Behind me, Knox shifted impatiently.“Are you planning to stare at it until it opens its mouth and swallows us, or are we going down?”I glanced over my shoulder.He stood with his hands resting on his hips, his dark hair ruffled by the mountain wind. Sasha was beside him, examining the entrance with a cautious expression, while Marie had her arms wrapped around herself.“You’re welcome to go first,” I told Knox.He gave me a look. “I’m not the one having a staring contest with a stairca
Elliot’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell of rotten flesh and burnt wood.And something so foul that my wolf immediately recoiled inside me.The second thing I noticed was the number of red eyes staring at us through the darkness.There were too many.I stood frozen in front of the magical door, my claws extended, while Henshaw positioned himself between Millie and the figure standing on the other side.The figure was tall, unnaturally tall, with shoulders that nearly filled the doorway. Its skin looked as though someone had stretched black leather over it’s bones, and its long fingers curled around the edges of the door.Behind it, dozens of red eyes glowed.I didn’t need anyone to explain what we were looking at, demons.But the one standing in front of them was different.Then it smiled “Little Veilborn.”Millie’s fingers tightened around mine, I looked down at ger and she was staring at the creature with wide eyes, her little face pale.“Don’t look at it,” I whispered.
Hansel’s POVThe innkeeper told us what she could, and now we had a tour guide ready to take us there, he was an old guide ans looked creepy.He said his name was Rowan, for several seconds, none of us moved.Rowan stood in the doorway of the inn, his walking stick resting against the floor, his old eyes fixed on us as though he could see straight through every lie we had ever told.I didn’t like him and it was not because he had done anything wrong but because it seemed he knew too much.And people who knew too much were dangerous.Caleb leaned toward me.“Please tell me we’re not actually going into that forest with him.”Greta elbowed him.“You were the one complaining that we needed a guide.”“I said we needed information, I never said we needed an old man who looks like he has personally buried half the village.”Rowan’s eyes moved toward him.“I heard that Beta.”Caleb immediately straightened up “I said you look very experienced.”Jon snorted and I covered my mouth to hide a la
Elliot’s POV I glanced over my shoulder. Millie was sitting on the floor in the middle of the library, surrounded by books she had no business touching. Henshaw was beside her, he had somehow convinced her that the giant ancient books weren’t toys. She wasn’t listening, she was turning the pages of one anyway. “Millie,” I called. She looked up. “Yes?” “Put the book down.” She hugged it to her chest. “Why?” “Because it’s older than all of us.” She looked at the book and then at me. “Is it important?” “Yes.” “Does it have pictures?” I paused. “No.” “Then it’s boring.” Henshaw laughed and I glared at him. “You’re encouraging her.” “I didn’t say anything.” “You laughed.” “I couldn’t help it.” Millie smiled proudly and returned her attention to the book. I sighed, today was going to be a long day, I walked over and crouched beside her. “Okay how about this? You can look at the books with pictures, but these ones stay on the shelves.” She con
Bastian’s POVThe whispers did not stop, they followed me all the way back to my cell, even after the guards were dead and the blood had dried across my knuckles.We know what you want.I stood in the middle of the cell, breathing heavily.My chest rose and fell.My wolf paced inside my mind.Who are they?“I don’t know.”Then why are you listening to them?“Because they said they know how to get the crown.”My wolf went quiet.That cursed piece of gold was the only reason Mila had come to me in the first place, I looked down at my hands and blood covered my fingers.Three guards had come into my cell laughing, expecting me to kneel because there were three of them and only one of me.They had forgotten something, I once controlled thr darkness before the king put that collar on me and now I reminded them who I was and they were dead.I walked over to the wall and sat down with my back pressed against the cold stone. I looked toward the darkness of my cell.“You said you knew how to
Knox Mercer……. I didn’t want a Luna. That was the truth no one seemed willing to accept. The council chamber was quiet, and I sat in my chair while Conrad and Caleb watched me. Generations of Alphas were carved into the walls, staring down at me like judges waiting for me to fail or slip up.
7years later…..Mila's pov…The car was silent, as I sat at the back of Gamma Rodney's car, the car hummed along the highway, and every flickering streetlight that passed outside made my heart beat faster. My stomach twisted, and my hands were fisted so tightly that my nails dug into my palm, almo
Mila's pov….. The days after the rejection were a haze of pain,Rina didn't speak to me and I was all alone with a full ache. I had to ignore the whispers and stares that followed me as I went about my daily activities, I was like an orphan, my mum was dead and my father was very sick and in need
Mila's pov…… I, Knox Mercer, future Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Mila Carter, as my mate.” I hated parties. There, I said it. And not just any parties — school parties, the kind where everyone drank too much, and these were people I saw in school everyday, so it was basically j







