LOGINEzekiel's pov How long has it been since I last felt the spark of a real emotion? I honestly cannot remember. For a time that feels like forever, I have been nothing more than a walking corpse. I exist in this world, I breathe, and I move, but I have no purpose. I am an empty shell. I have even lost count of the years. How long have I been alive? Was it a hundred years? Hundreds? Thousands? To me, the numbers have lost all meaning. One century blends into the next like gray clouds in a never ending storm. There was simply no point in existing anymore. Every day was a repeat of the one before, a heavy weight of boredom and silence. Everyone I ever knew, everyone I ever shared a laugh or a meal with were gone. They are all dust and memory now. It had been centuries since Ariana died. She was the love of my life, my sun and my moon. Even though we never got back together after the terrible things I had done to her, my heart never stopped beating for her.
Year 2017 Lysandra's POV Nestled in a lush valley, surrounded by mountains and towering pine trees, Silverthorne Lake was the perfect escape into nature. Our new two story brick house, inherited from my grandmother, sat on the south shore of the lake. My parents, both writers, saw this as the ideal place to be inspired, away from the chaos of city life. After a tough breakup, my mother assured me that the peaceful wilderness would be a fresh start for all of us. Despite my initial skepticism about leaving New York City behind, I quickly fell in love with the tranquility of our new home. The honking geese and towering trees replaced the honking taxi cabs and towering buildings, and I found solace in the simple, quiet life of the small town. It was the perfect place to forget about my love life and start afresh. I had two brothers and a sister who had already moved out of the house, so now I was virtually an only child. It was only June when we moved in, so I had almo
I walked toward the balcony, watching the sun climb over the castle walls. The kingdom was beautiful now. The scars of the Great Battle were hidden under green vines and colorful flowers. I took a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air. "I told you, Bella! You can't catch me if you can't see me!" A small, joyful laugh echoed from the garden below. I looked down and saw a flash of dark hair disappearing behind a row of rose bushes. My son, Zayn, was using his witch magic to blend into the shadows. He was only ten, but he was already so strong. He had his father’s eyes the same deep, intense gaze that used to scare me but eventually made me feel safe. But he had the original Zayn’s name. Every time I called for him, my heart felt a little pinch of sadness and a whole lot of love. "Zayn!" I called out, my voice firm but sweet. "Stop teasing poor Bella and come inside. You need to get dressed for the ceremony." The shadows near the fountain wiggled, and suddenl
Ariana's pov Ten long years have passed since the great battle of the seven kingdoms. That day was filled with smoke, blood, and the screams of thousands of brave men who lost their lives. It was also the day that King Zayn, the man I had grown to love, left this world forever. Everything in my life has changed since that dark day. Just like Zayn had promised me in that beautiful, green forest before he died, I became the Luna of the packs. With the help of his loyal friend, the Beta Roman, I took the throne. At the very beginning, it was not easy. Many people did not want a woman, especially a half-witch, to lead them. We faced many enemies and people who spoke against us in the shadows. However, I was in a very special position. I had four main reasons why I was the perfect person to bring everyone together, and these things helped me keep the throne steady. First, I was the daughter of Queen Aurora. She was the beloved Queen of the witches. Even though she h
Zayn's pov "But you have to." I said the words softly, my voice barely more than a whisper in the quiet air. As I spoke, I looked around and realized that the world had changed. The blood, the screams, and the smell of death were all gone. Instead, I found myself standing in a beautiful place filled with peaceful greenery. The grass was long and soft, the trees were tall and full of life, and the air smelled like spring flowers. I knew exactly where I was. I wasn't in the real world anymore. I was dying, and this was a place I had created with the very last bit of my lunar magic. I had used every drop of power left in my soul just to have one final conversation with Ariana. I turned to look at her. I stared at her beautiful face, and I felt a sharp wave of pain sting my heart. It wasn't the kind of pain you get from a sword, it was the pain of a man who realized too late what he was losing. I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay right here. I wanted to stay with her f
Ariana's pov I sat on the cold, hard ground, and I could not stop the tears from falling down my face. My eyes were fixed on a small, glowing orb of light that floated in front of me. It was beautiful, but it was also the saddest thing I had ever seen. I knew exactly what it was. This was the last bit of Zayn’s magic. It was the very essence of his soul, the spark that made him who he was. And I could see it was growing dim. Very soon, it would flicker out or drift away into the wind, and Zayn would be gone forever. I sat there in shock, shaking my head. I could not believe it. Zayn had sacrificed his life for mine. He had stepped in front of the darkness so that I could keep breathing. The Zayn I first met weeks ago would never have done something like this. When we first met, he was cold, distant, and hard. He was a man who only cared about power and his own rules. But today, he did the unthinkable. Because of him, I was still alive. Because of him, the tiny baby g
Ezekiel's povI didn't wait. I didn't look back at Zayn as he disappeared into a whirlwind of steel and magic. The moment my arms wrapped around Ariana’s small, shivering frame, everything else in the world stopped existing.She felt so light. Too light, It was like holding a bird with a broken wing
The banquet hall was the most beautiful place I had ever seen, but to me, it felt like a golden cage. Everything about the party was expensive and grand. The room was filled with the smell of rich food and the finest wines. Above us, huge chandeliers hung from the ceiling, sparkling like thousand
The room went deathly silent. The sound of Ezekiel’s heavy boots clicking against the marble floor was the only thing anyone could hear. He didn't look like a man who had just been released from punishment, he looked like a storm cloud ready to burst. Ezekiel...he had come for me..Zayn’s smile d
The three days had felt like three lifetimes.The room was a blur of shadows and pain. Zayn had been true to his word, no food, no water and Once in a while he would stop by to check on me.My throat felt like it had been scraped with glass, so dry that I couldn't even sob anymore. Every inch of my







