LOGINMila’s POVThe moment Knox and I went after the demon king and the air inside was colder than the battlefield outside, but there was something else mixed into it like a heavy darkness that seemed to settle over my skin.I tightened my grip around the blessed weapon and somewhere ahead of us, I could feel the Demon King and Millie.I could feel her fear.Fairy Mila? I heard her voice and my heart clenched.I'm here, sweetheart.He's here tooI know, stay strong i’m coming for you.Knox looked at me “She's talking to you?”I nodded “She’s still alive.”Relief flashed across his face, but it lasted only a second.“Then we get her and end this.”We moved deeper into the palace and our footsteps echoed through the enormous hallways. There were no servants or guards.The Demon King wasn't trying to stop us, he was waiting for us and we reached a huge chamber at the end of the corridor.The doors opened on their own.Inside, the Demon King stood at the center of the room.Millie was behind
Mila’s POVThe moment we stepped through the underworld gate everything changed.Our troops were gathered and waiting for our signal.The air was suffocating, thick with the stench of burning flesh and something rotten. The ground beneath our feet was dark and cracked, with red light glowing through the spaces between the stones. In the distance, enormous towers rose into a sky that had no stars, only swirling clouds of smoke and fire.We had finally arrived and somewhere in this terrible place, Millie was waiting for us.My heart tightened.“Millie,” I whispered.Knox's hand closed around mine.“We're getting her back,” he said firmly.I nodded, tightening my grip on the weapon in my other hand.It looked different now. The black surface shimmered with silver, and golden lines ran along its length, the power inside it was almost overwhelming. The Moon Goddess had blessed it, but the weapon was only one part of what we needed.We had everything we needed to end this but we still ha
Mila’s POVMy heart was still pounding when I finally stepped away from the others.Millie was gone.The words kept repeating inside my head no matter how many times I tried to push them away.She was gone.The Demon King had taken her, and if he had managed to get her into the underworld, I knew exactly what that meant.He had been waiting for an opportunity like this, he knew we had found the artifacts and now he had the one person he knew I would do anything to protect.I looked up at the dark sky, it wasn’t th full moon yet, not even close enough, my stomach twisted.The Moon Goddess had promised me that she would bless the weapon during the full moon. We had been preparing for that moment, believing we still had time.But we didn't, I turned toward Knox “I need to speak to the Goddess.”He nodded immediately “Then let's go.”We moved away from the others, finding a quiet place where I could focus.I could hear Hansel speaking with Marcus in the distance, while Greta, Jon, Ca
Third Person POVMillie sat quietly in the corner of the carriage, her little hands folded in her lap. She had stopped crying some time ago, but that didn’t mean she was no longer frightened.The woman sitting opposite her still had Mila’s face but Millie knew she wasn’t her Fairy, her Fairy would never have grabbed her like that and she would never have ignored her when she asked to go back. And she certainly wouldn’t have taken her away from everyone she loved, Millie stared at the woman suspiciously.“Where are we going?”Veyra glanced at her “To see someone.”“Who?”“Someone important.”“I want Mila.”Veyra sighed “You’ve said that several times already.”“Because I want her!”The little girl’s voice broke, and her eyes began to fill with tears again and Veyra looked away.She had been instructed to bring the child alive, and she intended to follow that command. However, she was beginning to understand why the Demon King had been so interested in her.The child was stubborn and s
Third Person POVVeyra stared at the little girl.For a moment, she wondered whether Millie had somehow sensed the deception or whether someone had warned her. Either way, the child’s words were not what she had expected to hear so she forced a small smile.“What do you mean, sweetheart?”Millie shook her head, taking another step backward “You’re not my Fairy Mila.”Veyra crouched slightly, trying to meet her eyes.“Of course I am, look at me and smell me”“No.”Millie’s voice was firmer this time.“My Fairy doesn’t talk like you and because of the power in her veins her palms are always scorching yours are cold”Veyra’s expression tightened.She had studied Mila’s appearance and voice, but she hadn’t considered that the child might recognize something beyond those things. Perhaps Millie knew Mila well enough to notice the smallest differences and it didn’t matter anymore.She had already brought the child away from the tabl so she only needed to get out of the territory.“Come her
Third Person POVThe pack was unusually lively that evening.Wolves moved between the buildings, some returning from patrol while others gathered in small groups to talk. The scent of food drifted from the main hall, and laughter could be heard from the open windows.It was the kind of peaceful evening that made everyone forget, even if only for a moment, that a war was approaching.A woman approached the pack entrance.She had long hair, familiar features, and the unmistakable appearance of Mila.The patrol guards straightened when they saw her.“Luna Mila,” one of them greeted respectfully.She offered a small smile “Good evening.”“Welcome back, Luna.”“Thank you.”Neither guard questioned her arrival, why would they? They knew her face, her voice, and the scent she carried. As far as they were concerned, she was their Luna, the gates opened, and she walked inside, Veyra had to resist the urge to smile.The spell had worked perfectly, she had entered the territory without a sing
Mila’s POVThe dungeon smelled like damp stone and sweat.The moment they threw me inside the cage, the iron door slammed shut with a finality that echoed far deeper than the sound itself.I let out a fustrated groan and kicked the doors, Bastian was so evil for making me go through this.The momen
Knox’s POV“Call the healer!”My voice tore through the hall, sharp and raw, but it felt like it wasn’t loud enough.Nothing felt loud enough because my mother was dying in front of me.Blood spilled from her lips as she coughed again, her body trembling under my hands. I dropped to my knees beside
Mila's pov…Kreda was draining and annoying, I almost punched her in the face.I reached the palace gates and pushed it open everywhere was dark already except for the torches of fires lining the place. Guards stood at their usual posts, but none of them stopped me as I walked inside.Some nodded
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







