LYKOS' POV"Rylan has been soul swapped." Neilla announced in a grave tone."Soul swapped?" I echoed after her, refusing to believe it was what she said. If soul swapping was the case of Rylan, then we were dealing with a bigger enemy.The last time any news of soul swapping was heard was centuries ago and it was performed by none other than witches.Not just ordinary witches but the ones who practiced demonology."How do you know this? Don't you think you might be too hasty in that conclusion? As far as I know, soul swapping represents the highest form of witchcraft. This exercise is carried out by the most powerful witch or warlock." Axel voiced out the thoughts in my head. "Using demons, and it is borne out of demonology which is the most dangerous form of knowledge to be exposed to." I added for clarification. "How is that possible?" Neilla shrugged. "I'm amazed myself at how widespread my powers are beginning to get. I now know deep things which I didn't before." "So what is t
LYKOS' POV There was a dispersal, silence ensued thereafter and I was left alone to my thoughts. For the first time since we embarked on this dangerous journey, it seemed as though the good goddess was beginning to smile down upon us.Marcello followed Sapphira right on her tail, moments after she left to get the book. Axel and Annabella slipped out as well. For a while, they both seemed to be at odds with each other.Whatever the issue with them could be, they better have it resolved before the main war comes. We needed all hands not only on deck but in sync.I dialed my aunt's number, pausing for it to ring. She picked up on the second dial, her voice filled with bubbly excitement filtering through."Is there something else you need, Lykos? It's so hectic here in the pack with trying hard to locate the triplets. Everyone wants nothing more than for the triplets to be found and brought back. Fear not however, I've gotten a new spell to handle that. Now, you were saying?" I held ba
RYLAN'S POV Hours after the short trip to Neilla, I grew too restless, my mind buzzing about with different things including the ones that did not matter.Like the look of adoration Lykos never failed to brand Neilla with anytime she came into his view.It ate at me to see that she had moved on from the mate bond that once existed between us. It ate at me that she found an even worthy Alpha who, at least, did not make impulsive decisions and gave her the treatment she deserved.He was succeeding where I'd failed horribly at.Then came the feeling of jealousy that crawled through my skin, trickling out each pore like bad liquid. So potent was it that it threatened to choke me."For goddess sakes!" I swore all of a sudden, sending a swift kick to the wooden post of the bed, only to retract my foot with a pained hiss.It took me all the self restraint to not smash things when the thought of my lost wolf came to mind.That unsettling emotion had me pacing back and forth within the space
As quick as my legs could carry, I proceeded on my way to the pack house, ignoring all other intrusive scents and tuning in to that of my mate. He promised that we'd meet the moment he finishes with the some important meeting. He didn't open up on the purpose of the gathering. Either way, I was dying to see him as our last encounter didn't go too well, he must've had a terrible fallout with his father, again.The pack house soon came into view and I slowed down, controlling my heartbeat to a steady rhythm. The lacy hem of my gown was held up to avoid it getting intertwined with twigs and roots. That was the last thing I needed at the moment, for my day to end with Mana Sylveon complaining of ruining her old dress. It was a purple beautiful thing made out of good silk, laces at the back and trimming of lace for the hem. She had given it to me when I told her of my plans to visit to Rylan. She is such a kind soul.By the time I arrived close, my labored breathing had calmed and the co
That caught my full attention. I spun around quickly. "One last time? What do you mean by that?" I whispered.He glared at the raven haired girl, "I mean it. Leave."She rolled her eyes, then with a sick smile blew him an air kiss. "Oh alright but remember to come back quickly to me. We have a recital to work on." With that and a wink, she went back the same way she'd come."One last time? What was that about?" My head felt full with complexities of questions. We were mates, soul tied by the moon goddess or so I thought. Why did he speak about meeting with me one last time. Did I do something wrong?"No you haven't, Neilla." He'd been listening in to my thoughts, another proof that we were a match made to be. "There's a lot of things going on that are out of my control. As you know, I'm not the alpha king and as heir, a lot if responsibilities are expected of me. I can't let the pack down, not after everything my father has worked so hard to build."I nodded slowly even when none of
On my arrival home, I was met with deafening silence, just the atmosphere I wanted to come home to. I needed room to think about what happened at the pack house. Everything was spinning fast out of my grip and I was only given the option of tears.Maybe it was true what they thought of me. Maybe I was really the weak one, incapable of leading alongside the alpha. The previous Luna before her passing was a firm and rigid wolf who, although not cruel, was wise to the last letter of the word.Here I was, feeling humiliated and quite the opposite. How the hell did I think I was going to be Luna to Rylan? I looked feeble and breakable, very easy on the eyes with brown hair that mirrored the natural hues of my irises."What were you thinking, Neilla? That you could be Luna?" I muttered out loud, slapping a hand on my forehead. I sighed, folding the dress Mana borrowed me back in her drawer and retiring to my room. I threw on a much more plain gown made with cotton, it was the oldest dress I
RYLAN'S POVI slowly stirred awake, the sunlight from the window warming my face and disrupting my rest. I didn't want to leave my bed as it was the first time in a while since I had time to recuperate from the countless council and ministerial meetings we'd been having overtime. I needed a break from all of that.I turned away from the light, trying to get back sleep but it felt like an effort wasted. I blamed my body for it. The moment I opened my eyes meant I would stay awake no matter how much I tried to pretend to be asleep in order to fall asleep.The door opened as a string of four servants ushered themselves in. They came in bearing neatly folded clothes, shoes and other things I didn't want to look at. As future ruler, they never failed to drum into my ears the essence of looking the part. The refused me wearing plain shirts and pants, opting instead for intricately designed clothings. Neilla would always wonder the need of wearing such expensive fits when they'd be ripped in
NEILLA'S POVI stared at him, the intensity of my gaze boring holes into his back as he followed closely behind Venn, the strange woman with eyes capable of digging into the soul of anyone she had in her grip. It infuriated me the more that there was no protest coming from him at the position of her hands on his body. Soon they arrived the altar. I cast another furtive glance at the processions in the center of the crowd of werewolves who'd gathered to watch in silent anticipation. The Oracle continued the ritual rounds around the couple, the lone chime of the bell in his grasp resounding in slow succession.The first chime seemed to increase the pace of my troubled heart. It rose ever so slowly and by the seventh time the chime sounded, echoing throughout the deafening silence, my poor heart slammed ceaselessly against my ribcage. Even though I had renounced Rylan as my mate, he hadn't accepted not rejected it.He said nothing in response even when the rejection had sawed through h