NICO'S POVI was too stunned to move and just stood there motionless, watching as the closest things I had to parents were led away by the alpha's men.What's going on? I mentally wondered, sure that I was hallucinating or something. I had to be. I just had to be hallucinating, maybe all those sleepless nights had finally caught up with me.IN THE PALACEDAGNA'S POVI was too outraged to sit, so I paced the length and breadth of Aegon's room where he had left me earlier, as I waited for nightfall so I could run home to my father and demand an explanation. And he had better have a reasonable explanation or I would give him a piece of my mind.AEGON'S POVI had spent the past two hours smiling so wildly, it was a wonder I hadn't splinted my jaw, and I still couldn't stop smiling. My son was back and I couldn't be happier.All I wanted to do was hold him in my arms and never let go, but since I couldn't do that as he was firmly clutched in his mother's arms, I settled for smiling at him
DAGNA'S POVFather must have been waiting for my arrival, because although it was way past midnight when I arrived, the front door was still open.Storming through the door, I slammed it shut as I strode to his bedroom, screaming his name at the top of my lungs."Father!!!!!" " Father!!!!!!""Father!!!!!" I screamed, too upset to call him dad." You really should learn some manners dear daughter." His calm voice from behind as I reached out to open his bedroom door.I whirled around to find him standing in the doorway to his lab." How could you????" I screamed, lunging at him and grabbing him by the scruff of his shirt." How could you do this to me?????" I demanded shaking him back and forth with all my strength." How could you ruin my plans this way?" I demanded.He let me continue until I had blown out all the steam.My voice was hoarse by the time I finally let myself sag against his chest." Now that you're done with your rants, it's time to listen to reason." He finally said,
DAGNA'S POVSeveral minutes later, after a quick rummage through the bathroom cupboards to retrieve the candles and toys I had left there months earlier the stage was set. The tube was three quarters filled with hot water. I had closed the windows and lighted the fat red candles and neatly arranged the toys on the small table Aegon had had commissioned for this very purpose." You can come in now." I called Aegon who I had charged with making sure we were not disturbed for the next two hours.He took his time coming in, and when he finally did, his jaw dropped open and nearly hit the floor at the sight of me standing there, in nothing but my birthday suit.This was one of the reasons I had fallen for Aegon in the first place, it didn't matter how many times he'd seen me naked, the reaction was always the same....... and instantaneous." You......you....lol...look.... amazing." He stuttered." Thank you." I said with a coy smile, batting my eyelids at him. " You don't look too bad your
DAGNA'S POV"Ignore it." I begged." Whoever it is will get the hint and go away soon enough." I said.I couldn't have been farther from the truth however, for no about sooner were the words out of my mouth than the knock was repeated, this time in quicker succession." Alpha!!!!" Theo's voice called through the locked door. " Your mother wants you, she says it's urgent."I groaned in frustration as Aegon slid me off his thighs and got to his feet." You're not leaving now are you?" I asked incredulously as he tossed the paddle on the bed and rummaged around for clothes to wear." Of course, it's urgent." He said, pulling on a pair of slacks."I'm sure she can wait a few minutes." I protested, sidling over to him and wrapping my arms around his waist." Dagna." He said, softly pushing me away as he reached a shirt. " She wouldn't say it was urgent if it wasn't."" But I need you now." I protested as he headed for the door." I'll be back before you know it." He assured me, coming over
NICO'S POV" I have nothing to fear from you." She declared." Good, there's no reason I shouldn't tell my story then." I said. She glared at me for a few seconds before turning back to her son. "I've had enough of this." She said. " Do what you want with him." She declared. I should have let it go at that and just proceeded to barter my life in exchange for Levin and Krystal's as planned. But no one ever accused me of always sticking to the plan, so I addressed my words to Kane, rather than Aegon as I had planned. " She killed Bailey." I blurted out to the older man, stunning everyone into stillness and silence for a few seconds. Vimon- the witch however was quick to recover. " Ha ha." She cackled. " I see being alone in the dungeon is slowly driving you insane, maybe we should just leave here, would be a pleasure to see you go insane after you took my sister from me." She Said. Ignoring her, I continued to address Kane. " To get her out of the way so she could have
NICO'S POVShe told me that it was the right time to give an answer to the question I had asked her twelve years ago.My father was a wonderful man, she told me, and the only reason he wasn't in my life was because he didn't know about me.At this point, she got down on her knees and begged for forgiveness., She said her selfish interests and reasons had robbed me of a father.She had been too afraid of public ridicule, of being judged, that she had let me suffer instead.I had never seen her cry as much as she cried that day. I'll always believe she knew what was coming for her. Nothing I did could get her to stop crying, until she had her fill of tears.When she was done crying, she wiped her tears, took her seat and took me back in time.A POSTHUMOUS TELLING OF BAILEY'S STORYBailey was loved by everyone, she was only nineteen but she already had an influence on her neighborhood. Other women ( both older and younger came to her for advice), everyone who saw wanted to woo her, eithe
NICO'S POVSIXTEEN YEARS AGO" Now, what did I say about divulging our little secret?" She asked, pulling a wicked looking knife out of her waist band." Please!!." My mother begged, falling on her knees." You said to make sure Kane never found out and I've done that all these years." She pleaded. " You have." Vimon agreed." But now you've gone and told someone else."" But he's not Kane, and he'll keep his mouth shut, I promise." My mother begged, tears streaming down her eyes." It doesn't work that way sister dear." Vimon said." You broke your part of the bargain, your son dies." She spoke as nonchalantly as she would when picking out the menu for dinner.I was too busy thinking about the calmness of her words, I didn't notice the knife had left her hand until it was flying towards me. I never knew how she did it, but in the mere second before the knife connected with my chest, my mother threw herself over me, taking the knife in the guts instead." No!!!!!!" I screamed, tears
DAGNA'S POVWhat the hell did Vimon do to this boy? I wondered as he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead and his arms tightened around me." What's wrong?" I asked." Let's just say I had unexpected news." He replied.I stiffened at that.Oh so he was back at keeping things from me was he?"So unexpected that you can't tell me about it?" I asked." Ohhh I will." He assured me." I will, I just need a little more time to sort it out in my head."" That bad?" I queried." Ohh yes love, it's that bad."BACK IN THE DUNGEONSNICO'S POVVimon watched her son walk away with a look of dismay on her face, turning to her husband as soon as he was out of eye sight." Kane." She called, rushing to her husband to grab his hand. " Surely you don't really believe this lunatic."" He's not a lunatic Vimon." Kane replied quietly. " He's my son."" Your son?" She snorted." Of course he's not your son. He's my sister's bastard, she had him for some never do well."" I've got news for you Vimon, I'm that
VIMON’S POVThe scent of blood clung to the walls like a second skin.Even after the chaos had quieted, and Wally had been dragged away in chains, Vimon’s heart refused to calm. Something still buzzed in the air something ancient, angry, and unfinished.She stood silently just outside the Alpha’s chambers, her eyes scanning the shattered marble floor, the blood-streaked tapestry, the remnants of violence that no cleansing spell could erase. Aegon sat hunched near the hearth, his arm bandaged, his face grim. Ingrid was beside him, shaken but strong, the bat still clutched in her fingers as though she didn’t trust anyone else to finish the job if Wally rose again.Kane had taken the guards aside for debriefing.But Vimon?She was still listening to the shadows.And the shadows were whispering back.Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, unsettled. Not by fear but by recognition.That weapon Wally wielded… it wasn’t just powered by the sacred jewel.It called to something older than their ki
Break her before......WALLY’S POVThe Night Before the Full MoonThe wind howled through the crumbling ruins of the old stone temple like a cry from the dead. It was fitting, really. The place had once been sacred, blessed by the ancient wolves who had forged peace between the supernatural and the mortal. But now, under my hands, it was nothing more than a decaying monument, a sanctuary turned slaughterhouse.I stood beneath the broken arch of the moon altar, clutching the Jewel of Light in my gloved palm. Even through the fabric, I could feel the pulse of power vibrating through it. It sang to me, soft at first, but growing louder with each day. It was restless… eager. Like me.The ritual couldn’t be completed until tomorrow night. The full moon would rise high over Hoia Baciu Forest, and when it did, the final weapon would be born. With the Jewel fused into the relic I had crafted, and Ingrid’s life extinguished through the broken mate bond, there would be no stopping me.I gritted
I will do itIngrid’s POVI could still feel the Jewel humming beneath my skin.It wasn’t just a stone anymore, it had become a part of me. A second heartbeat. A curse. A promise. I pressed my palm lightly to where it rested beneath the covers, warm like blood, like flame. The energy coiled within it was calmer now, dormant. But I knew that was a lie. A storm was only quiet before it tore the sky open.I stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours after Vimon left.Everything she said made sense. And yet… nothing felt real.Aegon.His name used to feel like home. Now it felt like a blade pressed to my throat.I had loved him through every rejection, every cruel word, every silence that screamed louder than thunder. I’d believed in the boy who once held my hand when I cried, the one who whispered secrets into my hair and promised to never let me go.But that boy was gone.What remained was a man too easily seduced, too easily lost to the shadows of his own guilt.And yet…He was sti
Don't trust him anymore Aegon's POV We got her back to the manor before the first rays of dawn touched the mountains. Vimon and Kane were already waiting, both shaken to the core. Vimon rushed to her side the moment she saw her, hands glowing with a gentle blue light as she began her healing.Kane pulled me aside, his face grim. “I felt the surge. The Jewel woke.”I nodded. “And nearly killed her in the process.”He glanced toward Ingrid, lying pale on the bed, Nico hovering beside her like a hawk. “But she survived. That says something.”“It says she’s stronger than all of us,” I said bitterly. “And I didn’t deserve her.”He didn’t argue.I didn’t expect him to.Later that night, I sat by her bedside alone. The room was dim, moonlight slanting through the curtains like quiet ghosts. She hadn’t woken.But her chest rose and fell steadily now. That was something.I reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face.“You once told me that love wasn’t about protection,” I whispered.
Turning the jewei against himNico’s POV (continued)Aegon’s eyes locked on mine, gold flaring with both fury and fear. I could feel the shift in him no longer just a wolf, or even a mate. He was becoming something else under the pressure of it all. But there was no time to analyze the change. Not now.“She’s in danger, Aegon,” I said, voice low. “And not just from Wally or Dagna. The Jewel, the mate bond, the timing its all connected.”He narrowed his eyes. “Speak clearly, Nico.”I nodded once, then pulled out the brittle scroll I’d found. “This ancient text it talks about the Jewel of Light needing a ‘marked sacrifice’ to awaken fully. Someone bound by pain, by love. Wally wants to kill Ingrid, yes but not just physically. He’s using your bond. Every time you give in to Dagna, Ingrid suffers. If you do it a third time… it might end her.”His fists clenched, jaw tight. “You’re saying......"“Yes,” I cut in. “That was never a coincidence. Dagna seduced you because Wally planned it. An
Ingrid's POV Protector of the jeweiThe texts spoke of an ancient guardian tied to the Jewel of Light. A protector no, a curse bearer. One who fell from grace when the first pact between humans and wolves was broken centuries ago.And I, somehow, had triggered that story’s next chapter.But why?What made me different?Why had the jewel called to me?The door creaked open behind me.I turned instantly, muscles tense, wolf alert. But it wasn’t an intruder.It was Vimon.She didn’t speak right away. Just stepped inside and shut the door behind her with a soft thud.“I know you’re not okay,” she said quietly.I bit my lip, fighting the urge to cry again. I was so tired of crying.“I don’t want to talk about him.”“I wasn’t going to bring him up,” she said, walking closer. “I came because I found something.”She reached into the folds of her cloak and pulled out a small, jagged shard blue, glowing faintly.My breath caught.“That’s from the jewel,” I whispered.Vimon nodded. “And it reek
Aegon’s POVThe scent of blood still lingered in the air.Not fresh… but recent enough to haunt me.I stood at the edge of the hallway where Ingrid had stumbled into the house just hours ago, shaken, pale, her eyes glazed with a kind of fear I hadn’t seen in her since the war with the rogue packs. And she hadn’t said much not really. Just parts and Pieces.The library.A man.A shadow.A voice she recognized but couldn’t name.She had trembled in my arms, and for once… she hadn’t pulled away.But now, as the full moon drew closer, so did the weight of my failures. The cracks I had put in her. The pain I had inflicted, knowingly and not. It was in the way she winced when she moved. The way her voice wavered when she said she didn’t see his face.And gods help me, it was in the way she didn’t look at me when she passed by.“Alpha.” Nico’s voice snapped me out of the trance. He stood at the end of the hallway, brows furrowed, jaw clenched tight. “We need to talk.”I gave a curt nod and f
The Shattering ThreadAegon’s POVThe moon had begun its silent climb, inching over the horizon with a dreadful glow, tainting the clouds with shades of blood and silver. Even before I saw it, I felt it. The pull. The pressure in my chest that intensified with every breath. The pack was restless wolves pacing, growling lowly under their breath, instincts sharpening.I stood at the balcony, the stone cold beneath my palms, eyes fixed on the treetops beyond the palace walls. Hoia Baciu was cloaked in fog and shadow, as though it too braced itself for what was coming. The air was thick, electric. And I knew we were out of time.A low knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I didn’t have to turn around to know it was Nico.“She’s not getting any better,” he said, his voice quiet but heavy with urgency. “And if tonight really is what we think it is... we might lose her.”My fingers clenched against the stone.“I won’t let that happen,” I said, but even to my own ears, the promise fel
The Calm Before the StormAegon POV The air had changed. It carried a strange pressure, thick like fog yet dry like ash. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, unsettled. I stood by the window, watching the moon slowly climb, not yet full but dangerously close.I could feel it tonight would be different.Theo lay asleep in the other room. For his sake, I hoped nothing happened. But deep down, I knew hope was a luxury none of us could afford anymore.There was something coming. Something ancient and Something dark.IngridI felt the pulse before I saw the moon.It throbbed in my chest like a second heartbeat, louder than blood, louder than breath. I gripped the windowsill, the cold biting into my palms. Something was wrong.I wasn’t just afraid, I was being warned.Whispers curled through the corners of my mind. Not words, not exactly just echoes of pleas Screams. The Jewel of Light hummed from wherever it was hidden, responding to the rise of the full moon. I didn’t know what it meant but