.Seraphina’s POVThe red and burning moon hung low, shining its peculiar light across the field. It was menacing. My throat was filled with a thick layer of smoke and sweat. My ears were filled with steel, snarls and screams but I couldn't hear anything. I felt far away from it though it sounded sharp yet steady. There was no space left for fear and no room to hesitation. This was the end.The battle raged around me, but I wasn’t thinking about the strikes or the blood. I was searching for something… for someone.Fabian.I felt him before, I saw him the bond between us burning hotter than it ever had. His Lycan power called to me, deep in my bones. He was close. Too close.And so was Rylan Thorn.That grin of his was carved into my head, and I hated it. But I couldn’t pretend he wasn’t dangerous. He had swung this war with nothing but bloodlust and his warped idea of power. He thought he could break us. Tear the kingdom apart.What he didn’t get was that we had something he has never
Fabian's POV. Smoke filled everywhere, l could barely see the sky and the ground kept shifting under my boots, every step seems to be throwing me off. The crash of metal slammed in my ears. The air pressed in from every side, heavy and tight. The fight pulled me forward, but my gut kept twisting.It was all or nothing. I stood at the front with my eyes sweeping the horizon for them. They were coming, the rogues kept pouring in like a dark tide. And there he was, Rylan Thorn, standing in the middle of it all like a shadow. That grin… it turned my stomach in a way I hadn’t felt in years. The war had worn us down, but this? this was coming to an end.I looked at Seraphina beside me. Even with chaos all around, she stood tall, steady, like a queen. I could feel our bond in the air, strong and alive. We’d been tested before, but this… this was going to push us past anything we’d faced. It wasn’t just about love now. It was about strength. About standing together. And about the kingdom th
Seraphina's POV. The ground kept giving slight slow shakes, like a heart beating so fast I could feel it in my bones. The sky, which was once calm just minutes ago, was turning and moving, almost like it knew what was happening down here. The moon kept flashing its pale light across the field. The cold, unforgiving light of the moon shone over and over the battlefield, but felt more like a warning than an actual threat, which was not helpful rather an alert or a severe signal warning.The struggle for survival wasn't limited anymore, this was the moment. My chest swelled as I laid down, the weight of my decision I had made earlier. The fate of the kingdom, my people, and my relationship with Fabian were all dependent on what occurred next. The war had come to a head, despite my efforts to remain a passive bystander during the war's peak, I couldn't ignore the power within me and ran through my veins. My blood acted as my curse and my salvation. I could see the chaos everywhere. Th
Fabian's POV. Tension was present in the dense air. Every breath I took had a distinct feeling of being pulled through thick mud and with each exhaling, the weight of my actions was felt on me. It was a moment that only happens once in your entire life. A decision so solitary that it would create a new path for the destiny of my pack, the werewolf kingdom and myself. Despite the sound of battle still echoing through the walls of the castle, but in that silence, my thoughts screamed louder than the clash of any weapons. What was the right choice? The battlefield was visible from my balcony. Like rats fleeing from the sinking ship, the remaining rogue forces were scattered. My wolves, the warriors I had battled alongside, emerged victorious. For now, at least. If we had won, what would be the outcome? Peace? Or another bloody war? That one question stuck in my mind and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more at stake than just this battle or more than just the territory.
Seraphina's POV. The storm lingered high, but it was nothing like the war inside me. It was the kingdom's fate hung on a balance and with every second I felt a mounting pressure on me mounted until I thought, l might collapse under the weight or probably l might not live this long anymore, I had no more choices.The decision was simple either to let my passions take over or to put in the effort to gamble all of it on a single final victory. A that could either save us or cause destruction, I couldn't afford to be hesitant, especially now that my people and my unborn sons are in danger. Standing at the edge of the castle, I breathed deeply amidst the cold night air. The scent of rain mixed with the ever present scent blood. mingled in, the peak of the battle, the Lycan King's troops were closing in on the last defense, desperate to penetrate them. I had to act. The moon's brightness shone through the battlefield. The light it emitted was a warning sign, serving as reassurance about
Fabian's POV. The night was filled with a lot of tension.The air was brimming with the force of a storm yet to break and my pack was restless. Trees whispered beneath the full moon as if they were whispering secrets and It wasn't the wind that caused me to feel uneasy. It was something deeper. An inner strength that I could sense. The Alpha blood was flowing through my veins.' Tonight, everything changed. At the edge of a forest, I observed the twinkling lights in front of me as they came together. Their loyalty was unquestionable. I had to their faith in me and that I believed in them, as their true Alpha Nevertheless... My leadership style was always powerful and ruthless, but I had never fully accepted my position as the Alpha. Until now. My destiny would be fulfilled if I were to become the ruler tonight. The leader my pack needed. It was as if the world around me had caught on or were they in tune with what was about to change. The weight of my family’s past, my desire for