[Lucien’s POV]A peaceful human being living with no idea of being surrounded by mythical creatures, that’s who I used to be until I became a bloodthirsty vampire, now aged seventy-three years old with the appearance of a man in his twenties which I had been before my nightmare began.Blood splattered on my face as my sword slashed the throat of the werewolf before me while my hand dug out the heart of the one behind me. A smile embraced my lips as I licked blood off it, filled with the thoughts of finally becoming human again now that the war was over and spending the rest of my life with my beautiful Eloise.For some reason, after the death of my parents and me being turned into a vampire, I had hated my life and wanted to die, but I never succeeded in taking my own life no matter how many attempts I made. When I met Eloise, I understood why the heavens had prevented my death. It was to make me meet her, to know I was worthy of being loved, to understand that I wasn’t alone neither
Four hundred years later[Nivera’s POV]As the men approached with stampeding horses, I ran deeper into the woods, not stopping even for a second to catch my breath. I didn’t want to die just like that, and I was terribly scared of what they would do to me. I came to a halt when I got to a cliff… I was at a dead end. There was no other way out of there.With time ticking, I realised I needed to make a decision quickly. It was either I jumped and fell to my death, or allowed myself to let them slaughter me like an animal. I decided the former was the better option, but just when I was about to jump off, I saw him and to me, it seemed like time had stopped for a moment.Standing at 6’4 tall, he easily towered above the men who were after my life. I stood, glued to the ground as he mercilessly descended on them and defeated them without putting up too much fight. They just weren’t any match for him, and the ones that could see that quickly ran off and escaped for their lives.“You saved
[Lucien’s POV]Loud hip-hop music wafted through the air and everyone in the club cheered loudly, moving their bodies to the rhythm of the beat. Every Friday in Club Ravine was a blast. It was mainly a party for vampires, but witches, werewolves, elves and even fairies could also be found partying hard. Humans being present was a necessity, how else were we going to feed?Aside from the fact that I needed to get my mind off things, human blood was the main reason I was always present at the club every Friday night. I had a full storeroom of it, but I always longed for something fresh… something satisfying, and perhaps, at the back of my mind, I wanted something that tasted like her.A young human in her twenties whom I had spotted checking me out as she giggled with her friends locked eyes with me. I knew how piercing my gaze could be, and I held her eyes in mine. She soon looked away shyly, then looked back at me. With a hand gesture, I beckoned for her to come, then looked away as I
[Lucien’s POV]I stormed into Celeste’s small cottage behind the sea, furious at her with a thousand and one questions on my mind.There she was, sitting on a small wooden stool and brewing a potion as always. It had a foul stench, and the yellow mixture bubbled with intensity as the fire increased.“You knew, didn’t you?” I fired at her, marching furiously towards her.She placed the lid back on the pot, and began to hum a slow tune as she peeled oranges, without even looking behind her to see me.“Answer me!” I yelled angrily.She still didn’t say a word.Annoyed, I threw the lid of the pot out the window and set the pot down, then with one quick blow, I put out the fire.There. That got her attention.Seething with rage, she stopped humming and looked up at me as though a look from her eyes could kill me. “The potion isn’t ready yet. How could you just put out the fire?”’she fired angrily.“So, you can speak. For a second, I had thought you had suddenly gone deaf and dumb. You’re l
[Tyler’s POV]Could my life get any worse than it already was now? It was one thing to be mated to an Omega; it was another thing to find out in the presence of almost the entire Pack. Most werewolves believed in the Moon Goddess, but growing up, I hadn’t been one of them.My parents died when I was just five years old and I had to assume leadership over the Pack immediately. I hadn’t even had the chance to just be a child as the welfare of the Pack rested on my shoulders. I had needed to grow up and be a man even before I reached the age of puberty. I couldn’t play with friends, shed a tear or act like I didn’t know something, and for this reason, I hated and regularly cursed the Moon Goddess.I had recently just started paying her homage through offerings and sacrifices due to the fact that I had never lost a war, and my regime as the Alpha King over the last sixteen years had been generally prosperous and most would say I was the best Alpha the four kingdoms had ever known… but onc
[Nivera’s POV]I was slapped hard across the face, and I looked up slowly, trembling in fear.“Where were you last night?” Delilah demanded.“At the temple, I swear on my life,” I responded.“That would mean something if your life was valuable enough to swear on,” she retorted; a response that got the other girls cheering and laughing so hard.Alice stepped forward with her hands folded underneath her breasts. “Tell me, what did you do? How did you do it?” she asked.“I… I don’t understand,” I stuttered.“Well, that makes two of us. I don’t understand either. How was I left mateless, and a wench like you didn’t just find a mate, but the Alpha King himself? Tell me something, Nivera. Are you practicing witchcraft?” Alice asked, with a fixated look as though trying to read me.“Shush. That’s a very serious allegation you’re making,” Lexa, the oldest one in the group said.“What? Am I not even allowed to say that? Isn’t that what we all are thinking?” she retorted.“You can’t say such wi
[Lucien’s POV]Her hands felt cold as I held them, but thankfully, her heart had started beating steadily. I felt terrible. No one deserved to go through this much trouble, especially not someone like her. She was too pure and good to suffer this much.“What are you thinking about?” Celeste asked.I heaved a sigh. “I’m wondering if her life would have been any better if I had met her earlier,” I said, not even bothering to look up at her. I was still mad at her, but she was the only one I could think of that would make Eloise better.“Once again, I am very sorry. You can hate me for the rest of eternity. I don’t deserve to be forgiven,” Celeste said.“At least, you know that,” I said, then continued. “She has been like this for three days now. When will she regain her consciousness?” I inquired.She had just opened her mouth to speak, when the girl stirred in her sleep. She soon began sweating profusely as she twisted and turned, panting heavily and whispering inaudible words.“Eloise
[Nivera’s POV]“Find that slave girl and bring her immediately to me, or you’d pay with your life,” I heard Alpha Tyler scream at the warriors just before I opened the door to the throne room and stepped in.As soon as the door was opened, everyone present in the room looked up to see who it was, and the shock boldly written on their faces told me that a lot of time had passed by and I was in for a lot of trouble.“There she is,” one of the warriors said, pointing at me.“We can see that, Jerry. Neither of us here is blind. The question is, where was she all this time?” Alpha Tyler asked, stepping down from his throne as a maid dabbed the sweat that had trickled down his forehead with a napkin.The eight warriors who had assembled before him parted in two halves and he walked through them and came to me, staring at me as though he had just seen a ghost.“Where have you been?” he asked, gazing deep into my eyes with his brown eyes.I couldn’t look away from him as much as I wanted to.