LANDONI was selfish.For two years I had been quiet, letting Aurora live in the guilt of what she had done. I didn’t hate her. Never— I couldn’t even imagine myself hating her.But I couldn’t face her, we were good, on the superficial, but I knew that we needed to have a conversation.My fear— she could leave if she wanted. But if she felt that I hadn’t forgiven her, maybe that… that would keep her here.“Landon,” her voice echoed through the room, her eyes staring at me with softness in them.I turned, I could already feel the impending doom coming from the look that she was giving me.“We have to talk,”Four words. But stronger than any sword attack.I wanted to do anything but talk. I wanted to run out of the room and hide away from her.“Okay,” I mumbled in a defeated tone.“You told Mikhail that you would want to start a life at the moon claw pack,” she said, her tone giving nothing away.I would give it to her, I had saved her and her grandmother and thrust her right in the mid
HUDSONI could feel her presence, her jasmine scent filled the room as she walked in slowly, hand placed on her stomach like she was supporting the weight.“You should have called out to me,” I said, rushing towards her side as I placed my hand on her waist, leading her towards the chair.“I didn’t find you on the bed,” she said, puckering her lips slightly.Guilt tugged at the back of my mind, “I am sorry, I just was trying to get a feel of the place,” I said.She smiled, “DO you like it?”I looked around the room. I could remember the day, two years ago when I had brought her here, enjoying the way she had smiled the second I said she was free to decorate.I didn’t know it then. But I had given her something that she never had her whole life.I had given her control over her choices.“This looks better than I had imagined,” I said, smiling proudly at her.Jade had been strong, stood beside me and even agreed to stay back in the same kingdom that had nothing but bitter memories.I st
ROSANNEThe moon shone brightly like it was lighting the path for something.“You are up?” Axel’s voice filtered through the space.I turned, my hand placed on my chest, “You really need to have a bell around your neck sometimes,”He chuckled, “Sorry,”He wasn’t. I knew that. I could see that in his eyes.“Why are you out here?” he asked.I shrugged. Why does the moon shine every night?“I couldn’t sleep,” I said, wrapping my hands around my body.“The war is over,” he said.It was, but when will the next rise?“For how long?”I turned, my eyes filled with pain and fear, “How long before the next tyrant rises and decides that he wants this land filled with rogues?”Axel sighed, “We can’t live in fear. We can’t spend our whole days waiting for when the next shoe would drop,”“Life is all about enjoying the moments, it has nothing to do with whether the day would be good or evil,” he added.I stared at him, his philosophy of life was beautiful. It was crazy that the craziest warrior tha
MIKHAILKane looked like he was about to break through the chains.Good. This was going to hurt more than any torture I had ever rendered.“Did you ever ask yourself why I had happily let you and Stone plan the whole war strategy?” I asked.His silence was golden.The truth was breaking through the glass of illusion he had been living behind.“I had played the long game, sat in the council watched the both of you play puppet, plan out your death. It was cute, if you ever go after the crown, you have to be prepared,”“Is this your way of trying to make it hurt? Finding out that the woman you thought could be your bride had been in bed with me?” he said with a smug look on his face.I chuckled, “Don’t tell me that you slept with Irene just to get at me?”He looked down, his eyes avoiding my gaze. Silently confirming my words.“This wasn’t just about the crown was it?” I asked, leaning against the wall as I watched him.I had been punishing him for years for something that never was ther
MIKHAILThe arena felt charged, voices echoing through the air. In symphony they all dropped to their knees, heads bowed, but not out of fear.It was a sign of respect.My eyes looked around my people, the ones that I had sworn to protect. The bond had become fragile, almost destroyed by greed and betrayal.I could feel the longing from their wolves, begging to hear the words that would strengthen their heart. The war was over.And now, what they needed was unity.Something to believe and hold onto.I stepped forward, “We stand as a family,” I started, my voice steady but charged, as my eyes scanned around the arena’s ground.“Risen from the shackles of betrayal and pain. But that hasn’t changed who we are. Because our fight has shown just how strong we are,”The murmurs turned into loud cheers. The Lycan King had returned, and just like the prophecy had said, he would bring unity back to the werewolf clan.Howls echoed through the arena’s ground, voices joining as one to declare thei
AUTHOR’S POVThe dark moon pack stood still. The interim Alpha; Xavier Lenovo had asked them to all gather in the arena.Hushed whispers echoed around the air, each man wondering why they had been summoned. For two years they had lived in fear. The rebellion had been a quiet attack, claiming the life of the Lycan King.And now, on his throne Sat Xavier, the youngest of the brothers.But today— today was different, Xavier sat on a makeshift throne, rather than on Mikhail’s usual throne.From the side gate of the courtyard, warriors walked out, leading with them the fair lady Irene Kings, the woman who had betrayed the kingdom. They booed, throwing sand and everything they could lay their hands on.Xavier watched with interest in his eyes, smiling as the crowd yelled profanities at Irene.“What is going on? Are you planning to execute her?” elder Mason asked, looking around the arena with worry in his eyes.“It will be revealed in due time, Xavier revealed, his eyes fixed on the courtya