Mia's POV I laid on the bed, my body shaking as I sobbed tears streamed down my face. “I can't believe Thomas would cheat on me.” I sniffed. “Especially not with humans.” I recalled the previous night. “Thomas?” I'd called when I woke up the previous night. “Where is he? Let me go find him.” I had gone looking for him. “He should be alone somewhere,” I'd expected. But then, my heart had skipped a beat when I saw him with two beautiful women. “I’ve never felt so hurt before,” I thought to myself. “I never thought that Thomas could be so cruel!” I breathed. “But I can't deny that I still want him. I still want to be with him.” I groaned. “I can't stand this war between my heart and mind, I just can't!” The more I thought about last night, the more my anger grew. I began to question myself: “What are you doing with your life, Mia? Who are you? What do you really want? You love Thomas, don't you? But you deserve so much better; you deserve someone who will love and respect you.”
Ava's POV I sat across from Mia in the living area of the ship with a serious look on my face. "Mia, I need to talk to you," I said, getting straight to the point. "It's about you and Thomas.” She finally looked up at me. “What about that?” I started, “You know how the elders feel about our relationship with the Shadow Clan. They do not approve of our relationships with other werewolves, especially an official one between a Blue River Clan member and a Shadow Clan member." “Oh just forget it.” Mia didn't seem to take my words seriously. “Mia, I know you're young and carefree and your relationship with Thomas seems like it's just a casual fling. You don't understand the gravity of the situation here—or the potential consequences of being in a relationship with a Shadow Clan werewolf for that matter.” "Ava, it's not a big deal," Mia replied, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, it's just a casual fling that's the point. It's not serious. Thomas is a nice guy and we have fun together. That's a
Quill's POV Lord Robert sat in his garden, deep in thought. "All I did was be a protective father," he muttered to himself."I didn't want Ava to be taken away by William, especially since I knew that the Shadow Clan was trouble. But I should have trusted her. I should have let her make her own decisions." He sighed, disappointed. “What kind of father am I?" He shook his head. "I can't even protect my own daughter." "My Lord," I called out to him, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see me, his future son in law, standing in the doorway. "What's wrong, Alpha?" I asked, concerned. I noticed Robert hesitated for a while. "Ava... she's run away with William." My eyes widened in shock. “What?” I said, my voice merely a whisper. I looked up at him. "Now it makes sense my Alpha, my sister is also missing, I am sure she is with Ava… but why?" "Because I pushed her away," Lord Robert said, standing up. He put his hand on his forehead and groaned. "I was so focused on pr
Quill's POV “The Shadow Clan has taken your girls in their ship,” Narok started. “And that ship that is called the Crimson Tide. It rarely stays in port for more than two days before disappearing into the sea once more.” “This means that we need to act fast if we are going to have any hope of catching up with the ship,” I told Alpha Robert. I listened carefully to Narok's words, making sure to commit them to memory. “Finally! We have something to work with,” Sir said as we kept listening to Narok. "Our first step," he said. “We will analyze the data we have on the Crimson Tide to see if we can discern a pattern in their movements. This will help us determine which ports they are most likely to visit next." He continued, "Once we have a list of potential ports, we'll divide the world into quadrants and assign a field team to each. Each team will be responsible for monitoring the ports within their quadrant for any signs of the Crimson Tide's arrival.” “Ok,” I said, nodding my hea
Quill's POV I sat in my tent, lost in my thoughts: “I have been away for months, searching for the missing girls and now I’m faced with an even greater challenge: my marriage to Ava. The future of the Blue River Clan is at stake. It feels as if a weight—the weight of this responsibility—is pressing down on my shoulders.” I stood up. “Without marrying Ava, there’s no way I can become the alpha of the Blue River Clan. The agreement between my family and Ava's was always clear: I married Ava and together we’d inherit the throne. It’s a tradition that has been practiced for generations.” I sighed. “I’ve always dreamed of becoming an alpha and I was so close to it but now it’s appearing difficult to achieve—unless I can bring Ava back of course.” These thoughts haunted me day and night. I began to lose sleep, but with tosses and turns. Narok's camp was a buzzing hive of activities, with werewolves performing various tasks in the service of their leader. “Narok’s a really wise man,” I
Ava's POV “This is so exciting!” I told Mia while we were on one of our adventures. “I can't wait to see what the future holds.” “You’re right Ava,” Mia agreed. “And I've also learned so much about myself here.” I beamed at her. “Me too. I've also learned so much about the world around me! The Shadow Clan treats me like one of their own. The bonds that we formed during our time here are unbreakable! And the memories we've made will stay with me forever!” During one particular mission, we were sailing towards a small island to retrieve a precious artifact. “The weather here is rough and the waves are high, Captain. What are we going to do?” one of the sailors asked Captain James but William interrupted: “We’ve survived a lot of things already, so why worry? We are going to complete this task just like we've completed others.” As we drew closer, we saw several rival factions trying to claim the artifact for themselves. “Hey! Who are you and what are you doing here?” “We're the S
Ava's POV William and I arrived at the conference in Europe to find a mix of humans, vampires, werewolves, and other magical beings. "Welcome,” an old vampire greeted us. The meeting began: “Welcome to our annual conference for shapeshifters and magical beings. We've gathered here today to discuss the current state of the supernatural world and how we can overcome the challenges that lie ahead,” the old vampire spoke with a raspy voice. My mouth was literally opened all through the event. “I thought werewolves were the only shapeshifters,” I leaned to William and whispered. He replied. “As you can see, there are other magical creatures that have mastered the art without being born with it like us.” William and I made our way to our seats, surrounded by other shapeshifters and magical beings. The conference started. “The vampires are here with a presentation on the topic about the problems shapeshifters face,” one of the members of the meeting announced. A vampire stood up. “T
Ava's POV The castle seemed to have been built long ago by a king; the outside was covered in ivy and the inside was full of grand rooms and towering staircases. William led me through the castle then stopped in front of a door and knocked twice. After a few moments, the door was opened by a tall, pale man with piercing eyes. "William, my dear friend!" he exclaimed, leaning forward to hug him. He then turned his gaze to me. "And who might this be?” "Oh, forgive me," William clicked his tongue. "This is Ava, a friend of mine. Ava, meet Christopher, one of my oldest and dearest friends." I smiled and shook Christopher's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. William has told me so much about you." Christopher returned the smile and led us into the room. "And it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ava. William speaks very highly of you as well.” We entered a large room filled with people and music. “William, this place is really big; I don’t know what to do here,” I complained but befor