LOGINKingston POV
The tension in the air was almost tangible as we approached the border of our destination. Kingston’s heart pounded like a war drum in his chest, each beat amplifying the unease radiating from the guards stationed there. They didn’t look anything like the people he had ever encountered before towering figures with muscles that seemed carved from stone, eyes sharp and calculating, their presence alone enough to instill fear. Their skin glimmered faintly under the midday sun, and the intricate markings along their arms and faces gave them a savage, yet disciplined, air. Kingston couldn’t help but notice the way they moved precise, deliberate, and wholly unyielding.As the leader of his group, Kingston instinctively positioned himself at the forefront, his eyes scanning every movement, his senses heightened. His guards, who had been tense from the moment the border came into view, flexed their hElla POVThe chamber was suffocating, heavy with anticipation, shadows dancing along the walls like living things. Ella’s heart pounded against her ribcage, each beat a harsh reminder of the life and death stakes that had brought them here. Kingston’s hand never left hers, his grip firm and unyielding, grounding her in the storm of fear that threatened to consume her. She could feel the low hum of his wolf, tense and restless, every muscle coiled like a predator ready to strike. The closer they came to Agbekor, the more the fear dug its claws into her chest, threatening to make her crumble before the man who seemed older than time itself.Agbekor’s presence was almost tangible even before she saw him fully. When he finally emerged from the shadows, the room seemed to shrink around him. His eyes pierced her with a gaze that weighed her very soul, stripping away all pretenses and leaving her raw
Ella’s POVThe moment Agbekor’s presence filled the chamber, every part of me froze.I had expected him to be intimidating, Kingston had warned me, Kael had warned me, even the silent servant’s trembling posture had hinted at the power we were walking toward.But nothing… nothing could have prepared me for the sight of the man himself.He sat on a throne carved from stone that looked as ancient as the earth itself, symbols etched deep into its surface, glowing faintly like veins of fire. His body was draped in dark robes that shifted like smoke, swallowing the light but somehow making his presence brighter more commanding. His skin was the color of deep iron, smooth yet marked with lines of power that pulsed faintly with each breath he took. And his eyes…His eyes were bottomless.Old. Too old. And they saw everything.The moment his gaze fell on me, the breath left my lungs. My knee
Kingston POVThe moment Agbekor’s voice ordered us to stop, the air itself seemed to thicken. The forest went completely still as if every tree, every stone, every shadow was waiting for something terrible to happen. My wolf pushed hard against my instincts, pacing inside me, restless and uneasy.“Mate isn’t safe here… we must protect her… don’t let her do anything foolish…”His growl whispered through my mind, low, raw, and dangerously protective.I swallowed hard and tightened my grip on Ella’s hand.But even with my wolf spiraling, her expression remained calm too calm. A kind of determination that scared me more than Agbekor’s voice ever could.As the massive obsidian doors slowly creaked open, a faint light spilled out sickly, shifting, unnatural. It wavered like it was alive, pulsing like a heartbeat. Every inch of me tensed. Ella inhaled softly as though bracing herself.
Ella POVThe sudden materialization of Agbekor’s servant left Ella momentarily breathless. The figure emerged from the shadows, almost blending with the surrounding darkness, yet radiating a presence that was impossible to ignore. Kingston’s jaw tightened as he took in the servant’s form, commanding and unyielding, the kind of authority that made even the bravest falter. Without hesitation, he barked orders to a few of his most trusted guards. “You, Kael, and the others, follow closely. Keep your senses sharp. The rest and stay here, guard the perimeter, and wait for our return. No mistakes.” His voice carried the weight of command, but beneath it Ella could detect the underlying fear same fear that was mirrored in her own chest.Kael stepped beside her, tense, shoulders stiff, as though bracing herself for an imminent strike. Ella reached out briefly, touching her sister’s arm lightly. “Stay calm
Ella POVThe instant Agbekor’s voice faded into the ether, leaving nothing but silence in its wake, Ella felt an ache of disappointment settle deep into her chest. The towering presence of the master had vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, leaving only the echo of authority and threat behind. She glanced at Kingston, who stood rigid beside her, eyes dark with frustration, jaw tight and fists clenching and unclenching as though he could squeeze the world itself into submission. She knew he wanted to act, to charge headlong into whatever confrontation awaited them, but she had to hold him back.“Kingston,” she said, her voice calm but firm, trying to mask the tremor of unease that ran through her. She reached for his hand, brushing her fingers against his knuckles. “This… this is something I need to do. Please… don’t interfere.” Her words hung in the heavy air, weighted with meaning. “Whatever decision I
Kingston POVThe moment the voice returned, distorted and echoing through the chamber, Kingston felt his stomach drop. Every muscle in his body tensed instinctively, a primal warning that danger was closer than he could see. He could feel the weight of it pressing on him, like an invisible hand squeezing his chest, twisting his thoughts into knots. His mind raced, trying to make sense of the power that held them in place, but clarity was a luxury he could not afford.Ella stood beside him, her hands trembling slightly as she reached out, her voice cutting through the oppressive silence. Calm, measured, yet laden with urgency, she spoke directly into the void, her words carrying a weight Kingston had never heard from her before. “Please… we need to see him,” she pleaded. “This is a life andndeath situation. If nothing is done, the target will be lost.” Every syllable she spoke was deliberate, carrying the







