LOGINSophie’s POV The sacred ridge was strangely quiet in the after it was all over. I laid on the broken stone altar, my body feeling like some empty vessel, as if a piece of my soul had been taken right out of me. The Devourer had taken something important, a fragment of my golden essence, and the loss was so loud through the bond like a missing limb. Lucas was still close to me, and his small fingers ever finding their way around my shirt. “Mommy.. hurt?” he said sotto voce. A faint golden-red spark tried to flow from him into me, but it was weak and unstable. I brushed his dark curls back, and forced a tired smile. “Mommy’s okay, baby. Just tired. You were so brave.” Damon knelt beside us, his large hand covering both of ours. I could see that he felt guilty of what has just happened. “Sophie, you shouldn’t have done that. You gave up too much.” I reached up and touched his
Sophie’s POV Lucas’s scream was like a blade through my heart. Tearing through all the vital vessels and what have you. Sharper than any blade that had ever been made to puncture flesh and blood. The tendril had pierced his small chest, and immediately, dark energy spread like poison across his glowing skin. The family bond, the bright, warm connection that had held us together through everything, snapped like the sound of a dry twig under the heavy boots of some reckless drifter in the woods, and that left an emptiness in my soul that was only filled with one thing. Screaming. Go figure. I moved forward, golden energy exploding from my hands as I tried to burn the tendril away. But the Devourer’s power was too strong. It pulled back, dragging my son toward its maw, just like it has done to me a couple of months back. Only this time, I wasn't the one who was being dragged. It was my ch
Sophie’s POVThe sacred temple ruins stood silent under a blood-red moon as we arrived at the heart of the Convergence. The old bloodlines had gathered in their numbers, hundreds of figures from The Forgotten, The Eternal Watch, The Silent Veil, and newer factions who felt like they should matter. Well, to me they didn't matter. They had come for my son, something that I didn't want happening. So why the fuck should they even matter to me? Their energies were all over the place, in the air like storm clouds, violet, silver, and black like void swirling together in uncomfortable alliance.Was pretty sure they didn't like themselves, but just because they all wanted the same thing, they'd have to play ball. Lucas clung to my neck, his small body was shaking against me. I knew he didn't like the setting and didn't want to be here, close to all these things. That was something that I could relate to as well. At ten months old, he understood far too much. “Mommy, they want me,” he whisper
Sophie’s POVThe world went black, then it all came rushing back to me like a dam, snapping right back with a lot of brutality behind it. I woke on the cold stone of the altar, my body aching as if every bone had been broken then reassembled again. Lucas was still strapped to my chest, his breathing shallow but steady. The family bond was weak between us, a bit damaged, but not broken. As if it was some machine. “Damon?” I croaked, pushing myself up.He lay a few feet away, blood pooling beneath him, his black wolf form slowly shifting back to human as if it had finally lost its strength to be anything by human. I crawled to him, and shook his shoulder. “Damon, wake up. Please.”His silver eyes opened, and I didn't need a picture with a bright eyes and a pen light to tell me they were filled with pain. “Sophie.. Lucas?”“He’s okay. We’re all okay. For now.”The sacred ridge looked like someone had thrown a grenade launcher there. Craters smoked where the Devourer’s power had struck.
Sophie’s POVThe Convergence began at midnight, and it coincided with something that Thorne had warned earlier. Wasn't surprised he seemed to know exactly when they would begin. The sky above the mountains split open with unnatural light, streaks of silver and black tearing through the stars like cracks. I stood on the highest balcony of the mansion with Damon on one side and Lucas in my arms. Our son stared at the sky with wide silver eyes, his small hands glowing as if answering the call.“It’s starting,” I whispered, fear and awe colliding in my chest. “He feels it.”“Seems to me like there's no more waiting," Damon said to me. Marcus burst onto the balcony, breathing hard as if he had been running a marathon. “Alpha, the old bloodlines are converging at the sacred ridge. The Forgotten, The Eternal Watch, and The Silent Veil, they’ve all arrived. And something else is coming from the deep chasms. The Devourer is rising again, stronger than before.”“Stars are angry, Mommy," Luca
Sophie’s POVThe sacred ridge was humming with ancient energy as we stood at the center of the protective circle Elowen had prepared. Two months had passed since the last major attack, allowing a spell of peace, but one could still sense the warning in the air. Lucas, now ten months old and walking with confident little steps, held my hand tightly. His silver eyes scanned the horizon with some seriousness right thew. “Bad things coming again?” he asked in his clear, small voice, squeezing my fingers.He always seemed to ask that of late. And it wasn't a fluke that he was also feeling something coming. And was it a coincidence that he had already labelled it as 'bad things'?I knelt down and brushed a dark curl from his forehead. “Maybe, sweetheart. But Mommy and Daddy are right here. We won’t let anything hurt you.”Damon stood on his other side, one large hand resting on our son’s shoulder. “That’s right, little Alpha. You know ee protect our own.”Thorne and Elowen were watching fr
Sophie’s POV Do you have bad dreams? Well, the battlefield I was on was a nightmare of blood, and bodies, bodies bodies. I stood at the back of the fighting with Lucas secured tightly against my chest, golden energy surrounding us like some kind of a living shield. And everytime there was a clas
Sophie’s POVThe next two weeks passed with a lot of pack meetings, training sessions, and stolen moments with Damon. Lucas was now the center of attention in the mansion, wolves from all factions wanted to see the miracle child with the golden-red glow. Some looked at him and were wowed with what
Sophie’s POVMy son, Lucas, was growing incredibly fast. Faster than any normal baby. And if he were to be with humans, then they would tell that something was wrong somewhere. At just over a month old, he was already trying to crawl and had started making small, playful bursts of golden energy whe
Sophie’s POVNews of Victor’s death had spread like wildfire through the pack. Some wolves celebrated. Others watched us with suspicion, unsure what to expect from the new Alpha and his stepsister Luna.I was pretty sure that they didn't like the combination. They didn't know exactly why Damon woul







