LOGINDarius POV: Getting accustomed to new developments can be quite tasty. But trying to get accustomed to losing my wolf felt like trying to live without my heart. It started with the morning fever. And the afternoon fatigue. To the evening soul torture. Of course, I hid all this from Draven and most Especially Eira, If she knew I was suffering. She would likely blame herself. And even tried to put herself in danger so I would get my wolf back. My heart warmed slightly. Each time I thought of her. It felt right in the world. And when I’m next to her. I couldn’t even feel the torment of not having a wolf. It’s like she completed that part in a way. I didn’t exactly understand how. All I knew was that I was happy she was the one. Cause I got to spend more and more time with her. After Draven had reinstated me. He had strictly warned that no one must find out I lost my wolf. Cause that would mean automatic treason. Which is death. But it was getting harder and harder to hide it. Espe
Eira POV: Love shakes your insides apart. Then it rebuilds. Love is soft. Thoughtful. And most especially love is caring. As I danced to Maya singing off track i knead dough. Maya threw her head back and forth laughing at my silly dance steps. Or as so she liked to call it. I was baking a cake and some pie. “This looks good. And smells good too.” Maya said as she inhaled the scent. I was done baking the cake. I was now left with the pie. Rushed footsteps. They came into the kitchen. It was Draven and Aditya. My heart skipped. They weren’t supposed to be here early. Their eyes softened with a smile. They came closer. Draven dragged me by the waist to enclasp me in his warm huge arms. Darius stood behind me. Inhaling my neck. Lately, he’d been obsessed with it. He placed a sensual kiss on it. And I had to bite down the moan. I was very self-aware of Maya’s presence. Against the wish of my throbbing thighs. I pushed them and I was even surprised it worked. They frowned like
Eira POV: The sands felt warm to my feet. The water wave made a soothing noise. And the night sky was beautifully decorated with the stars. I inhaled the cool breeze. It felt peaceful. But weirdly it still felt like something was missing. I just couldn’t for the life of me figure out what. Or how I even got here. “Hello?” A figure appeared in front of me. A young lady. Who was most likely seventeen? I flinched from the sudden interaction. “I’m Aria. She said with a big smile.” I was wary of her. “You’re not supposed to be here.” “Huh?” I felt confused. “Turn back. You can hear them calling out to you.” And I did. And true to her words I heard voices. Voices I instantly recognized. Draven. And dairus. “How?” “You died. But it’s not a hassle. Just tell the brothers this this is my appeasement for the mistake.” “Wh-“ she waved her hands. Dust appeared. And soon everything went black. And when I opened my eyes again. I was back on a bed. But This time I could clearly hear
Darius POV: We must give to gain. I never truly understood it. Until recently. When Aria said the price was for one of us to die. I went on a standstill. Cause once again. The universe was playing games with us. “Death is no tiny price.” Draven protested. “It’s really all a matter of perception. So what’s it going to be?” The Silence was tense. But I already had my answer. It was just the courage to voice it out. “Remember there’s no time. You must make your decision fast.” “I’ll do it.” I voiced without a second thought. Draven eyes widened. Aria smiled. “Interesting.” “What?” I turned to him. “It’s the best decision. I can’t let Eira die. And I can’t let you pick the choice to give your life up. Even though I have been the worst brother to you. I made a promise to mother. It’s only right to honor it.” His eyes widened even more. “That’s.. no. That’s not right. None of this is.” “Very well. Give me your hands.” “No! Are you nuts? This is for real. Don’t you want to be
Draven POV: She was fast asleep. Soundly. And deep down I feared if she woke up. She wouldn’t be herself. I stayed glued to her side. Refusing to leave. She was tied down with chains. It hurt me deeply to see her that way. Even though it was necessary. Especially after the seven-men incident. “She doesn’t deserve this,” Darius announced his presence. He’d also been stuck by her side. Refusing to leave. “I’ll fix this.” I kissed her forehead. Her body was cold. Too cold. “Do you think we did this to her?” I met his eyes. Guilt popped into them. It resonated with the one gnawing at my chest. “Stop spewing nonsense.” “I mean. All we ever did since she came into our life was fight. Drag her into our bullshit. We say we want to protect her. But all we did was drive her to the edge.” I hated that he spoke the truth. I clenched my jaw. The guilt is raw in my chest. “She’ll be fine. I’ll make sure of it.” I held on to my stubbornness. “And after that? Is it back to dragging her
Eira POV: Kill kill kill That’s all I could hear. As I stared at the frightened person In front of me. He had mentioned the name I so very much detested. I plunge my claw straight into his heart. He grunted struggling beneath me. I watched as the life left his eyes. And just when I was about to finish off his life completely. He moaned the name in pain. “Eira.” Only this time it struck a nerve. And suddenly the face hit memory lane. Darius. I removed my hands quickly from his chest. Rushing to the farthest corner of the room. My hands were stained with his blood. I almost killed him. I almost. I couldn’t breathe. It was hard. Everything was too hard. He wheezed and wheezed, before finally catching his breath. He stood to come near me. “Don’t!” I shouted. And he did stop. “Don’t Don’t come near me. As a matter of fact, leave.” “I can’t.” The heck. “I just tried to kill you.” “But you didn’t.” “That doesn’t mean I couldn’t do it again. Just leave please.” I couldn’t hel







