LOGINSophie’s POV So the enemy was already inside. As we crossed the mansion threshold, the elite guards who had been our most trusted protectors turned at the same time as if they were controlled by a remote, their eyes glowing with the same mix of silver and void that now haunted Lucas’s gaze. I clutched our son tighter, feeling his small body tremble as the shadow within him responded to the vessel’s influence. The dark veins were visible again, mapping across his skin like a living network. “Damon,” I gasped, backing away as the turned guards advanced. He shifted instantly, his massive black wolf making contact with the nearest traitor with a thud that shook the halls. The next thing was chaos. Loyal wolves rushed to our defense, but the infection spread with terrifying speed through the pack bond. Lucas’s shadow half was acting as a beacon, calling to every dormant seed the ancients had planted. While the fighting was going on, Lucas spoke in the dual voice, small and ancient at
Sophie’s POV The twisted howls coming from inside our own territory were the beginning of the end. I stood on the balcony with Lucas cradled against my chest, his small body warm but somewhat still. The dark veins had faded to faint lines beneath his skin, but the new awareness in his silver eyes still scared me. At five months old, our son now carried centuries of ancient knowledge and a shadow half that whispered temptations to us. “Make it stop,” I whispered to him, pressing a kiss to his dark hair. Damon came to join us. “The pack is losing it faster than we can contain it. Three more warriors turned completely overnight. Marcus is holding on by a thread, but he’s hearing the shadow’s voice through Lucas now.” The next problem came during the emergency council meeting at dawn. One of the healers, who had been treating the infected, revealed a horrifying discovery: the shadow infection wasn’t just spreading through contact or the ritual. It was using the pack bond itself, ou
Sophie’s POVThe battlefield had become a nightmare of horrors. Shadow duplicates of our own pack members clashed with their real counterparts, creating chaos and forcing warriors to hesitate before striking familiar faces. In my arms, Lucas convulsed as the shadow twin tried to get through to him, dark veins spreading like cracks across his small body while his golden sparks fought a losing battle. The family bond screamed under the strain, threatening to fracture completely.I remembered when it happened, back when we were still fighting Victor, Damon's father. And that was one experience I never wanted to go back to relieve, or experience. “Hold on, my spark,” I whispered, channeling every drop of Luna power inside of me. Memories flooded through the bond: the first time I felt him kick, his first smile, the way he toddled straight into our arms. Golden light surged brighter, pushing back the darkness for a moment, but the First God’s laughter sounded across the ridge like thunder
Sophie’s POV Lucas’s strange two-toned voice and the reappearing dark veins on his tiny arms broke any fragile hope we had held on to after the battle at the ridge. I pulled him closer, rocking him up and down as golden sparks fought against the shadowy patterns spreading across his skin. This young, our son was now carrying an internal war that no child should ever endure. The shadow twin wasn’t just a separate entity, it was becoming one, learning our secrets, our weaknesses, our love. “Fight it, Lucas,” I whispered desperately, tears streaming down my face. “You are ours. You are the Spark of love, not their weapon.” Damon wrapped his powerful arms around both of us, his Alpha energy flooding the family bond like a tidal wave. For a moment, the dark veins receded, and Lucas’s silver eyes cleared, filling with tears as he babbled “Mama... Papa...” in his normal voice. But even this relief was short-lived. A pack healer burst into the chambers with urgent news. “Luna, Alpha, sev
Sophie’s POV The sight of the alter ego of Lucas moving toward our son made my blood freeze over. Time seemed to slow as I made my move as well, golden Luna energy exploding from me aiming in a protect. The shadow twin collided with my shield, its black eyes, mirror images of Lucas’s silver ones, flashing with hunger that was as old as anything. Lucas screamed in my arms, his tiny body convulsing as the dark veins spread further, fighting against the pull of his corrupted counterpart. “Damon!” I cried through our bond, my voice breaking. He was already there, his massive black wolf form slamming into the shadow entity. The ritual circle kept pulsing harder, Vespera’s broken laughter echoing even as she bled out on the ground. The First God fragment loomed larger, feeding power into the merge. “Lucas is stronger than this!” I shouted, and decided that I would believe that. There were a lot of memories i could think about. Late nights feeding him, his first laughs, the way he reach
Sophie’s POV The disappearance of Elara and the stolen sealing crystal sent the entire mansion into lockdown. Lucas’s sudden crying and those terrifying dark veins on his tiny arms had every protective instinct in me coming alive. Almost eight months old and our son was already fighting an internal battle we couldn’t fully see. I held him tightly against my chest, rocking him as golden sparks mixed with faint, worrying shadows that moved across his skin before vanishing. “Shh, little spark,” I whispered, pouring every ounce of Luna energy into him. “Mama’s here. We won’t let them take you.” Damon paced the nursery, his silver eyes filled with both fury and fear. The pack was mobilized, every warrior on high alert, but the problem that hit hardest came from the elders during an emergency meeting at dawn. One elder revealed a hidden page from the forbidden scrolls. “The Mirror Soul isn’t just a reflection. In rare cases, it can split. If the ancients succeed in their ritual, Lucas
Sophie's POV I gripped the strap of my duffel bag tighter as the black Escalade drove through the hefty iron gates of the Blackthorn estate. Silverpine Ridge stretched behind us like something out of a book, very tall pines covered in thick mist, the distant lashing of waterfalls somewhere makin
Sophie's POV I backed away. My body was still aching from Damon, his cum still dripping down my thighs. But I could feel something like adrenaline surging through me, you know. Something inside me had awakened, something hot, heating in my chest.The leader reached for me, and at that moment, my
Victor stood there, eyes wide with shock and anger. “Damon! What the hell do you think you’re doing to your stepsister?!”Damon froze above me, still buried halfway inside me, his muscles shaking with the effort of holding back.Victor’s gaze dropped to where our bodies were joined, then back up to
Sophie's POV I pressed my back against the thick trunk of a tree, my heart slamming against my ribs as the three wolves circled us. There was sheer malice in their eyes and they growled like the sound of thunder. Damon stood in front of me like some wall of muscle, still completely naked from his







