Luxian Maxwell’s life was already spiraling—a terminal diagnosis, haunting dreams, and a sense that something about him just didn’t add up. Then came Damien. Cold, powerful, and unsettlingly familiar, Damien claims Luxian is the reincarnation of a girl who once betrayed him. But the more Luxian tries to escape, the deeper he falls into a web of forgotten lives, supernatural forces, and a past that refuses to stay buried. Why does no one remember Mr. Wilson’s death? Why does Damien’s touch feel like a memory? And why is Luxian changing? As his dreams blur into reality and deadly truths surface, Luxian must confront the terrifying possibility: He’s not just being punished for someone else’s sins. He might be the key to unleashing something far worse.
View MoreDamien’s POV I scanned the woods, waiting for any sign of Leif. Envy and Gluttony stood at the edge of the forest, arms crossed. Cris and Ashiel were beside me, both still on guard—they didn’t trust them. But for some reason, I did. I didn’t even know why. “You shouldn’t have summoned them, Damien,” Ashiel said quietly. “Relax, guys,” I replied calmly. “They helped me regain some of my strength.” Cris glanced at me, then turned his gaze back toward them. “Leif wanted us to meet him here, right?” he asked. “Yes,” Ashiel groaned. “I don’t know why he isn’t here yet.” I turned to Gluttony. “How are the boys?” “Sloth is with them now,” he answered. “Good. We need to hurry and get back to them.” “Someone else is here…” Envy murmured, suddenly alert. A familiar voice echoed through the trees. “You brought some friends along, I see.” Leif appeared from the shadows. “Why did you call us here?” I demanded, cutting straight to the point. “So angry…” He smiled slyly. “How did you
Luxian POVWe were led into the pack house and directed straight to the Alpha’s office. Luna Stella sat at his side, her eyes narrowing the moment they landed on me. It wasn’t just dislike — it was venom.“I don’t think she likes you,” Lucy’s voice murmured inside me.You think I don’t know that? I bit back inwardly.The Alpha looked up with a warm smile. “It’s good to see you again.”“The feeling is mutual, Alpha,” I said, bowing slightly.“Where are my boys?” he asked calmly.My gaze flicked toward the doorway where Sloth leaned lazily against the frame, eyes shut as though none of this mattered. Sensing me watching, he cracked one eye open. “They’re busy right now, but they’ll join us soon.”“And who are they?” the Alpha asked, nodding toward Sloth and Derick.“He’s my brother,” Ken said quickly, gesturing to Derick.The Alpha nodded, then shifted his attention to Sloth. “You’re not human, and you’re not a werewolf… what are you?”“A demon,” Sloth answered, smiling lazily.“You bro
Ashiel’s POVI leaned against the office door, listening to Damien pacing restlessly while Cris’s fingers tapped furiously against the keyboard as he searched for Ken location through the tracker he put on him.My chest was tight with worry—not just for them, but for Derick. I’d been giving him space lately, not because of all the chaos surrounding us, but because of… my feelings.Feelings I didn’t want to admit. Feelings I shouldn’t have. How could I possibly have feelings for him when I’d just been rejected? I couldn’t risk another rejection. Not again.And now he was gone. To where, I didn’t know. The thought twisted my stomach. What if something happened to him? I couldn’t bear to lose someone else. Not again.“You seem… lost,” Envy’s mocking voice cut through my thoughts. “I get Damien and Cris—they’re acting like this because their mates are missing. But you? Or maybe you’re just worried about them.” He tilted his head, eyes gleaming. “No, that’s not it. You were rejected. I can
Damien POVThe forest was silent, holding its breath with me. I glanced toward the shadows where I’d told Cris and Ashiel to stay—too far to see, too close to matter—because I didn’t know what this would become.My claws dragged across my palm again, splitting skin. Blood fell to the earth, soaking into roots like ink.Valekar’s voice slithered through my skull. “Speak the tongue of fire and shadow. Call them by name, and they will come.”I lifted my hand, crimson dripping, and let the demon words tear from my throat.“Karveth shuun tal’Vareth…Sorrak ven’thur malaekh…Riv’thar nox Drelkaar!”The forest answered with a shudder. The blood hissed where it hit the soil; black smoke curled up, twisting into shapes.“By blood I bind… by wrath I summon… Rise, Seven! Rise and answer your heir!”The last word ripped free, Valekar stepped forward, and the earth split. The ground heaved, vomiting smoke and shadow. The air thickened with the stench of iron, rot, and want, clawing at my lungs lik
Luxian POV — My eyes felt heavy even though I’d just woken. I pushed myself up anyway and went to the bathroom. In the mirror Lucy stared back at me.“I told you not to show up whenever you want,” I muttered, turning the toothbrush between my fingers.“Well… I have no choice.” She studied my face and I rolled my eyes. “What’s the last thing you remember?”“What kind of question is that?” I snapped.“You’re losing your memory, Lu.”“What do you mean?” The words came out thin.“You were poisoned by Stella.” Lucy’s breath was calm. The name landed like ice.“That’s a lie.” I grabbed my hair and stared at the sink.“Stella poisoned you, but it went too far.” Her voice softened, or maybe I just wanted it to.“What… what should I do?” My tongue felt heavy around the words.“Do you know why your wolf hasn’t spoken to you?” Her eyes were two bright slashes.“What does that have to do with—” I cut off, frustration rising. “I don’t even understand half the things you say.”“The moon goddess
Damien POV — I stood at the forest’s edge and breathed in. The air tasted like iron and old promises; I wasn’t afraid for myself. I was afraid for the people I love. If this decision failed, it would fail them.My condition was getting worse. There was no other way.When I stepped beneath the trees a cold slid along my skin, like the forest itself had read my intent and narrowed around me. It pressed in—thick with the scent of blood and betrayal. I flexed my hand until my claws bit the flesh of my palm; blood welled and dripped onto the loam with a faint sizzle. The ground answered, trembling.I raised my hands to begin the chant, felt the words gather behind my teeth—and then two heartbeats cut through the hush, familiar and terrible.“Get out of here. Both of you.” My voice was low. My feet barely made a sound on the moss.“What the hell, Damien?” Ashiel’s tone was sharp enough to split bark.“It’s none of your business. I told you to stay away.” I kept my eyes on my palm, where th
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