Mag-log inLuxian’s POV
Remembering what Mr. Damien said to me at the hospital, I thought it would be smart to stay away from him — spend time with my dad and hang out with my friends. But I didn’t know what excuse to give my father. How could I explain that my new boss tried to kill me because he thinks I’m the reincarnation of his ex-girlfriend? I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how my life spiraled into this mess. Just a month ago, I was celebrating graduation. Now, I’ve been told I have only four months to live… and a mysterious man keeps calling me Lu. I scoffed at the thought of me being a girl in another life. “Maybe he’s the one who needs a brain scan,” I muttered, sitting up. “Shit… I need air before I completely lose it.” I got up, grabbed my hoodie, and headed outside. ⸻ Damien’s POV The universe is cruel. How could Lu—that Lu—be reincarnated… as a boy? No. That’s impossible. Unacceptable. “Damien,” a voice called. I turned. It was Cris, walking toward me with a wary look. “What did you do to that kid?” he asked. “Go away, Cris. I’m not in the mood.” “I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.” I sighed and looked down. “That kid… he’s Lu.” Cris blinked. Then laughed. “You’re kidding. The universe is really screwing with you, huh?” “I don’t care if she’s a girl or a boy. I’ll make her pay. She ruined me.” “What’s your plan now?” he asked, frowning. “I was going to let him die naturally. He only has four months left, anyway…” I paused and smirked. “But I’ve changed my mind.” I grabbed my coat and walked past Cris, leaving him standing there confused. “Damien!” he shouted. “Don’t be heartless. That boy might not be Lu!” But I didn’t look back. Lu… betrayed me. She poisoned me. Left me in the forest to die — after I gave her everything. After I loved her. She used me… then tried to kill me. That little rat. Now I have a chance for revenge. I won’t let it slip, even if her punishment has already begun. ⸻ Flashback – The Forest “Let’s go — we can make it!” Lu said, tugging on my hand. But I didn’t move. I stared at her, heart torn apart. Her big blue eyes filled with worry. A single tear slipped down my cheek as I pulled her into a tight embrace. “It’s too late, Lu.” Before she could reply, we were surrounded. The men appeared from the shadows like wolves — eyes full of hatred and disgust. “You betrayed your kind,” one sneered. “And now you think you can run?” “I won’t let you hurt her!” I growled, shielding Lu behind me. The leader laughed. “You pathetic outcast. Try protecting yourself before worrying about her.” He turned to Lu. “Did you give it to him?” Lu nodded… and stepped forward. I froze. “Lu… what’s going on?” My voice shook. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, eyes lowered. “What do you mean? Tell me you’re joking. Tell me—” A sudden pain stabbed through my chest. I gasped, clutching my shirt, collapsing to my knees. The poison burned through me like fire. My heart raced. My vision blurred. I looked at her — really looked — and saw something that broke me. She was smiling. Maybe it was an illusion. Maybe it wasn’t. All I saw was her — and them — laughing at me. “I… I’ll… make you pay, Lu,” I choked out, falling. “So weak,” the man scoffed. “And the Seer thought this boy could suppress me?” “Lu… how could you do this?” My voice cracked. “Why?” I couldn’t fight it anymore — not the poison, not the betrayal. I just lay there, waiting to die. Images from my life flashed through my mind — pain, rejection, lies. All I ever wanted… was to be loved. First my parents. Now her. I blinked back tears, my body going cold. “Shut up and die,” the man sneered. “You were never meant to be with her. She never loved you. It was all a trick.” “Tell him the truth, Lu,” he hissed. I forced my head up to look at her, one last time. Her lips parted. And what came out destroyed me. “I never loved you, Damien. I used you. I’m sorry.” My world went dark. ⸻ End of Flashback I still hear her voice in my nightmares. And I never got the chance to make her pay. By the time I woke from the poison—two years later—she was already dead. But now… Now I have a second chance. Even if her soul came back as a boy… even if he only has four months to live… I will make those four months a living hell. He’ll beg me to stop. He’ll beg for death — and I won’t give it to him. And when I’m done with him, I’ll go after her father — that coward who’s been hiding all these years. He knew she was alive. He must’ve known. He helped her disappear. I’ll find him. And I’ll finish what she started. Even if it kills me.Third Person POVThe sky over the park house burned red.Not sunset.Fire.Damien felt it before he saw it—his chest tightening, his bond screaming in raw agony. The scent followed instantly.Smoke.Blood.Fear.“No,” he breathed.Cris was already running.The gates were shattered, iron twisted like broken bones. The once-proud estate was engulfed in flames, black smoke clawing violently at the heavens. Bodies littered the grounds—guards, servants, wolves who had sworn loyalty with their lives.Too many.This wasn’t a raid.This was slaughter.“Luxian!” Damien roared, sprinting through the heat.Inside the ruins, Silver lay slumped against a fallen pillar, blood soaking through his clothes. His breaths were shallow. Fading.Sloth knelt beside him, hands trembling, his power flickering erratically—unstable, unraveling.“They… stabbed him,” Sloth rasped, voice breaking. “The bond— they used it. I couldn’t— I couldn’t hold them—”“Focus, Sloth!” Cris barked, dropping beside Silver. “He’s
Damien POV: Cris and Ashiel burst into the library. I was a mess—frustrated, scared, helpless. Luxian couldn’t know; this would destroy him.“Calm down, Damien. We’ll find him,” Ashiel said, trying to steady me.“I’ll kill Leif myself,” Cris growled, dropping his laptop onto the desk as he scanned Viktor’s tracking data.“We can’t let the boys know,” I said after a long silence.“Yes. If they see this… it will break them,” Ashiel agreed.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaustion weighing me down. I thought we were winning. I thought we had control. How did I miss this?“Cris, you said you put trackers on Fred, right?”“Already tracking him. Won’t take long,” Cris replied, eyes never leaving the screen.Silver entered, bowing nervously. “I… I’m sorry. Stella escaped. I don’t know how—she just vanished.”“What do you mean ‘escaped’?” Anger bubbled in me. Valekar and Kaelric surged beneath my skin, sensing my fury.“They didn’t just escape,” Silver stammered, shrinking behind Sloth. “B
Cris POV — Ken sat on the bed, scrolling through his phone. I sat close to him, resting my hand lightly on his arm.“Hey, bug,” I called softly, making him look up. His smile warmed me instantly.“Hey, baby… you’ve been busy lately.”“I’m sorry… I’ve been giving you space,” I said slowly.“No… it’s fine. I’m at fault too.” He dropped his phone on the bed and leaned closer. “I haven’t told you about my family… all their messed-up stories.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.“It’s fine, you don’t have to tell me, bug. We’re your family now. Besides… they don’t deserve you anyway.” I smiled.“Thanks… but there’s nothing special about them. We’re a big family, and they all fight over the heir of the business. Derick and I… we like men, so we never get a chance at it anyway.” He sighed.“You don’t need them,” I said, squeezing his hand. “I’m here for you, and I always will be.”He pulled me into a hug. That’s when a faint, different scent reached me. I froze.“Hold on…” I murmured,
Third Person POV — LeifLeif sat on the cracked throne, turning a puzzle piece between his fingers.Dmitri watched him for a long moment before sighing.“Our plans are failing, and you’re here playing games?”“You worry too much,” Leif replied lazily.“Your ignorance will destroy you,” she snapped, anger bleeding into her voice. “I shouldn’t have dragged myself into this mess.”Leif rose slowly and dropped the puzzle onto the desk.“You talk too much, Dmitri. What did I tell you?” He smiled as he lifted a glass of blood. “The more you know, the shorter your usefulness.”With a flick of his finger, Wraith-born emerged from the shadows, standing silently behind her.“What are you doing?” Dmitri shouted. “I’m your partner!”“I told you to stay pretty and keep your mouth shut,” Leif sighed, sipping his blood. “But you keep testing my patience.”He tilted his head. “I’m done with you.”Her scream echoed as they dragged her away.Leif exhaled. “That was exhausting.”“Master,” a rogue said f
Third Person POV — The DungeonThe dungeon was cold.Chains hung from the stone walls, iron carrying the faint scent of rust and old blood. Torches flickered, casting shadows that stretched and twisted like living things.Stella and Bianca were tied to chairs at the center of the room.Bianca was already shaking, eyes swollen from crying.Stella, however, sat straight-backed, chin lifted in pride, as though she still believed she belonged above them all.Damien stood before her in silence.That silence was worse than screaming.“You’re really going to sit there and pretend this is beneath you?” Cris asked coldly.Stella smiled faintly.“I earned my place here,” she said. “You can’t treat me like this. I’m your Luna.”Damien crouched slowly in front of her.“Let’s cut to the chase,” he said calmly. “Why did you kill our mothers?”Stella’s eyes flickered—but she said nothing.“Power,” Damien continued evenly. “The throne. The title. The future you thought your son deserved.”“That thron
Ashiel POVI don’t know what the hell is wrong with me.No matter what I do, I can’t get Derick out of my head. I’ve tried ignoring him, drowning myself in work, focusing on the chaos around us—but nothing works. And the worst part? I don’t even understand why I’m avoiding him. It’s confusing. Frustrating.Dangerous.Derick walked up to me, his smile easy and warm, brown eyes bright in a way that made my chest tighten.“You’ve been busy?” he asked softly.“Huh—” I cleared my throat. “I’m… looking for Silver.” I avoided his eyes.“Oh.” He smiled wider. “He’s in the servants’ quarters. Did you know his mate is Sloth?”“Sloth?” I repeated.“Yeah. They had a heated argument earlier.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Silver didn’t know they were mates. When he found out… well, it wasn’t pretty. And Sloth’s real name is Caleb.”As he spoke, my eyes kept drifting back to him—to the way he smiled, the way he absentmindedly ran his fingers through his hair. I caught myself smiling too.I didn’




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