LOGINš±ļøVictorš±ļøThirty minutes.That was all it took.Thirty minutes after we posted that picture and my phone was practically overheating from the amount of calls coming in. Notifications were one thing. Public outrage was another. But my father? That man was calling like the world was ending and I personally forgot to send him the memo.By the tenth missed call, my battery had already dropped to fifteen percent.By the twentieth, it died.I stared at the black screen and exhaled slowly. āThat old man needs to take a chill pill,ā I muttered.Jayden was sitting cross legged on the bed, still glowing from the chaos we caused. Sammy was sprawled dramatically beside him, scrolling through his own phone like he was enjoying the apocalypse.āWell guys,ā I said, straightening up, āI need to go take care of my old man. The plan is already in motion, so itās time I become king.āThe words felt heavy.Jayden stood up immediately. He didnāt say anything for a second. He just walked toward me and w
š±ļø Jayden š±ļøāWait⦠you have a way to stop this whole thing with one of us dying?ā I asked, sitting up so fast I almost headbutted Victor in the chin.They both looked at each other.That look.The one that says we are about to do something insane but trust us.āSoā¦ā Victor began.āSo what, man? Talk. Donāt keep me in suspense,ā I shot back immediately because my heart was already racing and I did not have the emotional capacity for dramatic pauses.āChill, my love,ā Victor said, smirking like he wasnāt about to drop some life altering information on me.āYeah, chill, my love,ā Sammy mimicked him in the exact same tone and I swear if I wasnāt emotionally unstable I would have thrown a pillow at both of them.āHow the hell did I end up in love with these two idiots?ā I muttered out loud.They both smiled.Then they both stopped smiling at the same time and their faces turned serious.That scared me more than anything.Victor sat beside me properly now, his knee touching mine. āWeāre
š±ļøSammyš±ļø āWe should probably go let Jayden in on the plan,ā I said, looking at the bedroom door like it was some ancient vault heād locked up with all the secrets of the world inside. The faint sound of muffled sniffles through the wood didnāt help. āYeah, we should,ā Victor agreed, his voice low but steady, the kind that makes you feel like heās thinking ten steps ahead even when heās just staring at a door. āThis is all about him, and he has the final say.ā Jane rolled her eyes and started toward the door. āWell, Iāll go talk to my parents right away while I leave you guys to it,ā she said, smirking like sheād just left us in charge of the nuclear codes. Victor and I exchanged a look. That smirk said she was about to make our lives ten times more dramatic. We walked to the door, and I raised my hand for the first knock. Then the second. Then the third. Nothing. Victor frowned. āMaybe heās asleep?ā I shook my head. āNo. That was crying. And humans donāt fake that very well.ā
š±ļøVictorš±ļøāExactly,ā Sammy said, and I swear something shifted in the room when he did.He stood there like he had just declared war on destiny and meant it. No shaking voice. No second guessing. Just straight confidence. I watched him closely and I wonāt even lie, he has grown a massive backbone. Not the reckless kind. The calculated kind. The kind that makes people follow you without realizing they just signed up for a revolution.For a second I was tempted to grab his face and kiss him just because of that. Not even in a soft way. In a proud way. In a thatās my king kind of way.Instead, I stepped closer to him.āThis is a great plan,ā I said honestly. āI wonāt even pretend itās not bold.āJane raised a brow slightly like she was waiting for the but.And there was a but.āBut Sammy,ā I continued, lowering my voice slightly, āif weāre going to do this, we canāt half step it. We donāt just announce our bond and hope for applause. We remove every single member of our fathersā cabin
š±ļøSammyš±ļøI have never liked playing defense. Sitting around waiting for some dusty ancient council to decide whether my mate lives or dies is not my thing. I donāt care how powerful they are or how many secret meetings they hold in underground chambers with dramatic lighting. I am not built to sit quietly while someone writes my future for me.Jayden left to be alone because this was too much for him to bear. And I want nothing more than to be with him right now and make sure heās ok. But the matter about him dying or maybe me needs to be taken care of first.I looked at Victor. Then at Jane. āWe need to bring this game to public,ā I said finally.Victor blinked at me slowly. Jane tilted her head. They both had that look like I just said something unhinged.āWhat exactly are you getting at?ā Victor asked carefully.āWell,ā I continued, pacing a little because my brain works better when I move, āwe all know the Supreme councils love playing in secret. They manipulate from shadows.
š±ļøJaydenš±ļøDeath was the least thing I imagined when I stepped into the supernatural world. I thought the worst case scenario would be fights, powers going out of control, maybe the council breathing down my neck. I did not think I would be standing in a room with the two people I love most while discussing which version of my death sounded less tragic. That was not on my bingo card.I was raised in fear. Not the loud kind. The quiet, constant kind. My parents shielded me from everything. From constantly getting kidnapped. From extended family visiting too often. From anything that looked even slightly suspicious. I used to think they were just overprotective. Now I realize they were terrified. They knew something about me that I didnāt. They were trying to delay the inevitable.And now here I am. In the middle of it.Either I die.Or one of my mates dies for me.This is so messed up I donāt even know where to start.āCan we not talk about you looking peaceful or not, my love?ā Vict







