The morning began like most did in Hollowshade with whispers of wind and the scent of dew hanging thick in the air. But today, something pulsed beneath the surface. An energy I couldn’t place. I stood on the eastern terrace, watching my twins spar in the courtyard below, and felt it rising like a storm tide.Alexander, now nearly four but growing faster than any child should, was a blur of movement. His fists glowed faintly with golden light as he moved through combat drills with a seasoned warrior twice his size. Each time he struck, the air cracked like a whip. He wasn’t just mimicking technique , he was inventing it.Seraphina, on the other hand has her eyes glowed a soft violet as she watched, and though she hadn’t moved a muscle, a ripple in the air shimmers around her like heat rising off stone. A nearby leaf burst into frost, then dissolved into sparks.Their bond had always been unique twin minds linked not just by blood, but by something deeper. When Alexander struck, Serap
The coronation day dawned bright and still, as if even nature paused to witness the moment. My reflection in the mirror shimmered with gold and crimson, the ceremonial robes of the Lycan Queen wrapping around me like destiny itself. The silver circlet gleamed atop my brow, a subtle reminder that though I wore the crown with pride, it had been forged in blood, loss, and sacrifice.The Great Hall of Unity, once the shattered ruins of a forgotten fortress, now stood reborn marble pillars infused with elemental sigils, banners from every supernatural species lining the walls. Werewolves, witches, fae, vampires, and shapeshifters gathered beneath one roof, bound not by fear but by loyalty to a vision greater than any one of them.Kai would have loved this.Celeste’s hands slowly adjusted the clasp at my throat. "They wait for you, my Queen."My heart swelled at the words. Not because of the title, but because I finally knew who I was and who I could be.I had prolonged this coronation beca
It started with lightning.Not in the sky but in the nursery.Alexander giggled as tiny bolts danced between his fingertips, crackling with silver energy. Seraphina responded by summoning a gust of wind that sent their blankets fluttering like wings. I stared at them, stunned not out of fear, but awe. They weren’t even 2 years old, and already, the air bent to their will.No werewolf child had ever shown such abilities so early.I had expected strength. But this? This was something else entirely. And it wasn’t just happening in the palace.Reports flooded in from across the kingdom. Supernatural children near my twins were showing signs of accelerated power. One young witch said she heard Seraphina’s dreams echo through the stars. A fae child could speak to shadows after playing with Alexander for just an hour.Whatever resided in my children was awakening something in others.Celeste confirmed it with a hushed reverence: “Their aura amplifies the magic around them. They are not just
The first thing I felt was warmth.It was not light or darkness that greeted me.It was silent.Weightless. Boundless. A world between life and death, suspended in pale gold mist.I floated, or maybe I drifted. There was no pain. No heartbeat. Only the fading memory of Kai’s final touch, the scent of blood and victory, and the last desperate surge of power I released to destroy Aldric.“Luna.”His voice. Impossible. But there it was warm, familiar, cutting through the fog like sunlight breaking through clouds.“Kai?” again?He stood before me, as whole as I remembered. No wounds, no blood, just the silver-eyed Alpha who had loved me beyond death.“You did it,” he said, stepping closer. “You saved them all.”“Am I… dead?” I asked, my voice fragile.“No.” He smiled, sadness in his eyes. “You’re not done yet.”Tears welled in my eyes. “But I want to stay. With you.”He touched my face. “You can’t. Not yet. Our children need you. Your people need you.”“I’m so tired,” I whispered.“I kno
The light from my children’s birth still lingered above, a divine flare that had momentarily frozen war. My army roared with new life. The illusion of Lord Aldric had shattered, and for a fleeting heartbeat, it felt like we had won something.But I knew better.That wasn’t the end. That was a test. That was bait.I could feel him even before he arrived.The magic in the air twisted. The sky darkened not with clouds, but with shadow. A slow cold crept through the earth beneath my feet, turning damp soil into brittle frost. Silence rolled across the Valley of Echoes, a hush not born of peace, but fear.And then the sky tore.A jagged line split the clouds. Blackness bled through like ink in water.He stepped through.Lord Aldric.Not an illusion.Not a phantom.Him. In the flesh.The air cracked around his presence. His cloak of living shadow slithered behind him, curling into shapes that hissed and screamed. His boots landed on scorched earth without a sound, but the ground shattered
The first contraction struck like a lightning bolt cleaving through my spine.Outside, the war drums thundered across the Valley of Echoes. Our forces surged forward, their chants and roars shaking the ground. Magic clashed with steel. The sky wept fire. The final battle had begun.And I was in labor."Get her to the tent! Now!" a healer cried.Marcus was at my side instantly, one arm around my back, the other gripping my hand. Celeste flanked me on the other side, her magic crackling in the air, forming protective wards as we moved. My boots barely touched the ground as they half-dragged me into the command tent, its reinforced walls shimmering with protective glyphs."I can’t leave them," I gasped, sweat already slicking my brow. Another contraction ripped through me, stealing my breath. I really just want to be there."You didn’t," Celeste said, her voice steady despite the chaos. "You brought them here. They’ll fight for you"The tent smelled of bloodroot, silver herbs, and burnin