LOGINRya's POVBy the gods, I successfully retrieved two artifacts for the ritual process, added to the moonstone that was safely in my possession. There should have been a relief, a spark of hope and assurance that we were reaching the end, and that the void would only become a forgotten memory. But it wasn't. If anything, the weight only seemed heavier than how we started.Each artifact had cost me something---my peace, my sanity, my resolve to hold on to a promise made when the going wasn't as tough as it had become. And now, the path led us back to where we started... back to the Iron peak.We needed the Crown of Thorns held by Alpha Aldric. The very thought of asking for it from him was... destabilizing. He wasn't a man who yielded to the voice of reasoning, his very daughter was a proof of that theory. This only meant one thing—we were walking into a battle of choice, and not all of us would survive it.But beneath it all, my thoughts ran deeper, especially to Sera. Here lay the mo
Rya's POVThe very moment I stepped out of The Darkwood Forest, I halted abruptly in my steps. Something didn't seem right, and it wasn't just my instinct telling me that.My eyes swept across the large clearing, and for a moment, I felt my chest tighten at what seemed like a terrifying sight. My entire crew stood... gathered together in a strange formation. Not one person moved, or even uttered a word. They just stood there, with their eyes intensely fixed on something... or someone.My gaze followed theirs, and that was the moment I saw him---Frost. He was seated on the bare ground, bound around his hands and his legs, with his face tightly squeezed. He was no different from a petty thief who had been caught in the act.My breath hitched in my throat."What the hell is going on here?" I didn't know when my inner thoughts had spilled from my lips, but I was glad that it did.All heads turned in my direction. The entire crew, they were stunned for a brief moment, their eyes widened
Frost's POVTime had lost its meaning at the edge of the forest.I had been standing there with some of the men, waiting for minutes that slowly turned into hours. There was not a sound... or a sign of life at the other end of that darkened forest. The other men seemed... relaxed, composed, patrolling the space as though it was a usual routine for them, sometimes chitchatting amongst themselves with slowly rippling laughter.But I... I was frantic, my mind spiralling in the zillion haunting thoughts and possibilities of that meeting. I shouldn't have let her go alone. I should have enforced my own will and insisted to follow her. Now, I lived in my regrets, and the sufferable pain of her absence.I moved closer to the forest. A large energy field had erupted out of nowhere the very moment Rya had entered the forest. I tried to listen to her, to feel her through the mate bond we both shared. But her presence wavered like a dying flame, slipping in and out of reach. She was distant, fai
Rya's POV"If you fail, your body, mind, soul, and spirit becomes a property of the veil. You will never return!" Corvina's word echoed in my ears for a brief moment. Her words dropped like a heavy bomb in my chest, causing my heart to skip a beat. I buried my face to the ground for a moment, and in a split second, I weighed my options. I tried to assure myself that I was indeed making the right choice., and without an iota of doubt, I was certain that I did. But if Frost was here, definitely he would ever want me to take that step."Fine. I'll do it," I said to her, with a determined tone and a clenched jaw. I had faced tough things. I sure could handle the Veil.Corvina nodded her head. She led me to stand in one of the drawn ritual circles. I took in a deep breath nervously, trying to summon every piece of courage in me. "Remember something, Rya," Corvina spoke up, forcing my tightly shut eyes open. "The Veil is a dangerous place. You'll need more than just your wits to overcome
Rya's POVI could have refused Corvina's request. I could have gone headstrong just the way Sera had always emphasized. She always insisted I followed that route, that for once, I let go of diplomacy and embraced brutality and coercion. Well, it was just a part of her—shaped by years she couldn’t unlearn. And sometimes, when I thought of it, she was right. Even a violent mind could have reached the same end—securing the Serpent’s Eye. But to what end? Why make more enemies when alliance was all that was needed to save the world?I stepped into the forest alone. The rest of the crew had camped outside the borders of the Darkwood forest where they all felt safer. I, took the bold step into the darkness, with every step accompanied by a fervently whispered prayer to the gods, pleading for nothing other than strength, tenacity, and the softened heart of a witch.My eyes were fixed on something... significant. I religiously followed the path that was marked by some glowing runes. It was
Rya's POVSera had no choice. She could only accept Frost the way he was and carry on with the mission. I, for one, was certainly never moved by her threatening words. The truth was well too glary to not acknowledge it—the mission was nighly impossible without Frost or Oscar. And if those two weren't present, I wouldn't either. After a long while, Sera left. I could tell from a distance that what she had heard and seen still struck a terror within her, one could clearly see fear's tightening grip on her. But I couldn't blame her. Who was I? She was only but a child, with her only troubles of finding some acceptance in her father's eyes. She couldn't understand the turmoils thta accompanied every blossoming love story, just like mine. I? I had come to undersand the battles I as fighting, and had learned to face my fears like the powerful woman I always called myself. I was seated right beside him, in the middle of the woods, staring blankly into the evening sky. I tried to console
Frost's POV A few days had passed, and the Alpha's residence was completed. Rya had asked me to move in out of the goodness of her heart. And I didn't hesitate. It was the most impressive masterpiece of a building I had ever seen. She had done her best to make the house well furnished—with chande
Frost's POV I wasn't leaving anymore... at least not yet. The chills from my premonition from the previous night didn't seem to leave me even until the next morning. The images of what my mind crafted kept flashing on several occasions. And for the umpteenth time, I had to listen to Aspen's words.
Rya's POV Lily asked that we find her. She needed us to come to whichever unfortunate pack she took as her hiding place. Certainly! I wasn't one to back down on such an offer. That was exactly what we were going to do. I had Oscar pick his best men, and travel down this dangerous path with me. Th
Rya POVAll this while, I had been with Oscar, who had been guarding me judiciously, but things were so complicated. Not as easy as I thought it would be getting rid of everyone. Yes, it was planned, but it was very disturbing to see people still trying to prove that I wasn't supposed to be on the







