MasukAgila's POV"She claims that the seers carried out a ritual to forbid me from taking the crown. That they have made sure that only the bastards who got my father's consent to wear the crown can do so," Ademon reports to his warlocks and witches. Their tired eyes reflect disappointment. "That is not possible. No rightful ritual can bar the true heir of King Adiran from taking his father's crown," one of the witches argues. Ademon is quiet for a long moment. I imagine he isn't eager to let them know that there is a huge possibility that he is not King Adiran's son either."I will not take a risk and end up giving the bastards an opportunity to reclaim the throne," he states. "Bring their seers. They will undo their ritual and the crown will be safe for me to wear," he orders. "Yes My Lord," his followers agree in unison. Five soldiers rush away to carry out his orders. My lie will not hold long as the seers will let them know that they had not caring out such a ritual. I imagine he
Agila's POV My eyes fill with tears as a dozen guards with wooden rods land heavy blows on the backs of my mates who have been restrained with heavy chains. I lower my gaze to the floor, feeling ashamed that I cannot help them. But Ademon hand grabs my chin and forces me to look up."They do not look so gorgeous now, do they?" he mocks in a low tone.Irina suddenly rushes forward once more, this time running to the rescue of my mates. She dives into the rain of blows whilst screaming and covers Alcott with her own body. The guards stop and step back. Their attention shifts to Ademon for orders. It is the bravest, most selfish thing I have seen my sister do. Who does she even love exactly? I thought she wanted to be Queen. Now she is protecting the enemies of Ademon. "My Lord, I risked my life serving you. I helped you strip them of their powers. All I ask in return is that you make them my slaves instead of killing them. I will keep them as my consorts and they will never acquire
Agila's POVIt turns out that all the royal guests had been gathered in the banquet hall. They are all on their knees except those the traitors who were servants of Ademon. Prince Ethan was shockingly one of them as he stands with a group of warlocks, witches, Irina and two other Alphas we did not know were traitors. They smile with pride as my mates are dragged to the front of the hall where Illan and Mason are also on their knees. We really lost this war. All because I took too long to fall in love with the Alpha Kings again after everything that happened. Ademon pulls me towards the raised stage as well and I notice Prince Ethan's smile disappear at the sight of me. Irina's face shines with an evil smile. She no longer dresses like a spoiled Queen, but her personality has not changed. Ademon halts at the centre of the raised stage, the Alpha Kings laid on the floor in front of him. His grip moves from the collar of my robes to my arm. He poses with his head his for everyone to b
Agila's POV My whole body is shaking with fear. I didn't even get a chance to leave the palace. The demon has already taken over the Kingdom. "Stop this! Stop hurting them!" I scream. My mates are writhing in pain and I have no idea how to help. Their worst enemy already gained the upper hand. "Your request is granted," Ademon says, and suddenly all my mates stops gasping and clutching their chests. Their pain has stopped, but none gets back up. Why did the devil actually stop hurting them? The witches by his side also looks up at him with confusion. His gaze remains fixed on me. "Look at them. Clearly you can see that they do not deserve your care," he says while striding closer. "I have drained their strength. Because their hearts are weak and vile just like of everyone else. Without the love of your heart they are more wretched than the people they rule. You deserve better."He extends his hand as if urging me to choose him. My mates have no hope of surviving unless he lets
Agila's POV"Do you find it strange that no one has knocked on our door until now?" Parish asks. They decided to stay one more hour with me after waking since I am leaving their palace to go stay with a close relative of theirs in Howlstone pack for a while. The pack is this kingdom's most loyal ally. I should be safe there as long no one apart from my mates gets to know that's where I am."Yes, our breakfast is usually ready by now. They wouldn't let the food go cold," Reid agrees with his brother. They step out of bed and puts on clothes. Since I have no tasks to attend to, I can take time to prepare for my journey out of here. "I will have breakfast with you before packing my bags," I say. They smile and peck my face. I follow them out of their chambers and onto the hallway that leads to the total dining room. I am still in my white silk robes as I would be visiting my personal chambers later to change. Unlike the other days, I notice the absence of guests and servants along t
Agila's POV "She left this parchment in my chambers after I refused to have a relationship with her," Allen hands over a folded parchment to Alcott with shaky hands. I convinced them to hear him in their office like he asked. All the guests doesn't need to know everything about the troubles we are facing. He dragged the old seer along, don't know for what reason. Of course the obsessed woman got upset if he still rejected her after sleeping with her. She should be his problem, not everyone's. "I have moved to the caves to grant Ademon my soul to sacrifice to the dark gods that gives him magic powers. I will demand that our souls be bound together forever in exchange. You chose someone else in this life, but you will be mine in the spirit world. Do not be afraid of death my love, my love for you will be forever and unconditional," Alcott reads the parchment and shakes his head. "Why does this concern us?" he asks. "Because if Ademon gains a willing soul to sacrifice to dark spiri
Agila's POVIrina's cries carry on even after the sounds of the whips have stopped. They left her hanging from the ropes under scorching sun just like they did to me. But she is a werewolf. Her wounds will heal unless she is bound with silver. She must be feeling humiliated knowing that her tortur
Alpha Reid's POV Alcott purses his lips as he gazes at our mate's list of demands. It's unfulfillable within the little time her body can live with the worsening injuries. Her demand that no other person should be labelled evil because of lacking grace or beauty is totally reasonable. But tell th
Agila's POVOne of them pecks my lips before placing something that feels like a thick parchment on my lap. He also places a pen in my right hand. "Please write anything you want. Anything you wish us to do. We will be highly appreciative of your efforts," Reid's voice urges. After all the tortur
Alpha Alcott's POV I step out of the cell first and collide with our beta who is arriving late. He immediately jumps back, apologizing. His right hand holds strange, lengthy whips whose leather tails are covered with sharp needles. He raises the whips with a proud smile. "I thought you would app







