LOGINIsmelda's POV:The hollow walls of the castle rung in my ears as my steps ricocheted off them. I schooled my anxious nerves before I stepped through the heavy doors. All heads turned to me before their bodies rose to acknowledge my presence. I walked with my head held high and my stride, slow. My father stood to his feet. His face was hard, but his hand was raised to recieve me. My long white hair was swept up in a high ponytail. My sleek neck was on display as it was accented with a sliver halter dress that sparkled. The dress hugged my figure just right, exposing my back. It had some weight to it, and it dragged slightly behind me. The silver highlighted the palness of my skin and the blue to my cold eyes. I extended my hand out to reach for my father's. My sharply pointed nails, that was polished with a dusty silver, shined in the reflection of the chandelier that hung over us all. He pulled me in. I leaned forward to kiss his cheek. He looked at me as I leaned back. Remnants of th
Gin's POV:I've noticed a pattern as of late. I came across an injured she-wolf, who just so happened to be a relative of the girl I almost killed. Now, I've come across of friend of the same girl. Apparently he's been taken hostage and forced into coercion: finding and tricking women of the same lineage as Kwen to "date" him, before they're taken, and their powers siphoned from them. He hasn't really told me much that has happened to him. I found him in bad shape when I was coming from seeing my mate at her home. She was needed and had to tend to her people. He looked as if he was running from something or someone... and he barely got away. He woke up just long enough to barely give me a recap. I haven't had any new visitors as of late, and I've been tryna keep a low profile. I've nursed him back from almost dying, which was basically cleaning his wounds and reset his shoulder. His wolf did the rest. He's been in and out of consciousness for about 3 days now.I came back into my plac
Mateo's POV:...Flashes of a woman with dark, brown skin appeared before me. Her smile was bright and her eyes held mystery that captivated me. Her danty fingers reached out to me.She was soft.Her eyes mesmerized me. One blue. One brown. I heard her whisper out to me."Teo."My heart fluttered. A bright light shined ahead of me, calling me towards it. I crept my way into the light, and it was blinding. I covered my eyes, and when I opened them again, I was in a room. It looked to be a nursey. The walls were painted in pinks and yellows, with little angels that lined the walls. I turned to see a woman with short, curly hair sitting in a rocking chair. She glanced back at me and then back down in front of her."Come close. She missed you. She wants to see her daddy before she sleeps."I quickly looked behind me to see if there was another here. No one was. I turned back to the mother/daughter duo, and slowly moved closer. I stood behind the woman who continued her rhythmic back and f
Kwen's POV:It's been a weird few days. Cersai has been, how do you say, clingy as fuck!! I mean, your girl can't even sneeze without him thinking I'm sick or something. I went to try and trian the other day, and he snatched up a solider so damn fast, talking about "he was staring too hard."Dude!!We were on the training field. Of course he's staring at me!! That's literally the point!! Damn! I give up the cookie one time, and now I done created a fan, who I can't get rid of. So it's more like a stalker with rights to my body.He lucky he cute.I had to sit him down and let him know that we'll have sex again, and that it wasn't a "goodbye fuck." Ima still be here and I ain't going nowhere. He chilled out, but he still seemed uneasy. I don't know what that's about, but I'm gonna find out. But first, I need to have a conversation with my auntie and Angel. Angel's been going through it. Aunt Mia and Angel has never been on the outs with each other, so she's taking it really hard. I'm no
Mia's POV:Flashback: 22 years ago...Someone buzzed up to our apartment. I looked up from the book that I was reading on the couch. A squeal came from down the hall, and I rolled my eyes."Girl, get your shit together. You act as if he went off to war and has been away for months."I said, sarcastically. Minnie came rushing out the bathroom, hair pinned back and makeup half done."Stop hating. It feels that way."I gave her look."Bitch, he was just here last night. Are y'all doing drugs or something I don't know about? If you are, for one, I'll be pissed, cause we supposed to do that shit together. Two, what drugs you on, cause y'all seem happy as hell all the damn time."I said. She started laughing, walking towards the door to buzz him up. She turned to me with a huge smile on her face."Ahhh... it's called love, darling. You should try it. And stop acting as if you don't like him. You love him and you know you do. Otherwise, his ass would never step foot in the house."Minnie sai
Marcus's POV: Walking towards the cellars, I heard the screams of our new prison. I could tell my face held a frown that refused to budge. Andrew and Jason both followed behind me. "The prince is sure about this?" Jason questioned in concern. "Wouldn't you be? If anyone told you that your mate and future children would always be at risk, wouldn't you try anything to stop it?" Andrew countered. "Yeah, but with the Library?? I don't know. I'm not sure if I'm projecting, but something just feels off. It's like everything is caving in, all at once. I'm not sure who to trust at this point." Jason finished. "Trust me. Trust my son... trust Kwen. I know you've only skimmed passed her before she had to leave, but trust me when I say, she is worth the risk. If Heather can find what she needs to keep those bastards from trying to hurt her, then so be it. Besides, I don't care if they exist yet or not, no one threatens my grandpups." I said, darkly. My wolf, Knox and I, were already ove
I tried to relax myself, but I couldn't keep my hands from trembling. From the call my son took a day or so ago, and the calamity I saw in his eyes at the words being spoken to him. To the cool breeze that drifted all throughout the palace halls, that calls for unwanted memories to occur. All of it
I wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab Kwen up in my arms. Reign whined for her. We hated to see her cry. She looked so broken, sitting on her father's lap, silently crying. I barely heard any of what was said. My sole focus was her. When Kwen finally came to, she stood and I could see th
Gin's POV:"What will we do if someone comes looking for her? Her wounds are serious, which means whoever did it was trying to kill her."My mate said, matter-of-factly. I looked at her. Her clear blue eyes always pierced my soul. Her long, straight, white hair was pulled back into a high ponytail,
Connor's POV: Continued...I won't pretend that I have this connective energy with my son, but I will never tolerate his life being threatened. My wolf, Enoch, shifted within, perceiving the threat of his pup. A dangerously low growl left from me. Loren smiled."Relax, daddy wolf. I'm not threateni







