LOGINThe wolves howled, their noise reverberating through the air like war bells. The realm shook with the sheer intensity, the ground quaking underneath the weight of their relentless march. Vulcan led the march, his pointed canines catching the glint of light. The sight wasn't for the faint of heart. It was chaos everywhere, wolves ripping into monsters, cries of agony mixing with cries for bloodlust. Zen oversaw everything from the lofty tower of his castle. "How did they get in?" Zen asked, his voice low, edged with clear annoyance. His slaves had no answer to offer. "Probably one of the spies they caught," one of them dared speak. The wolves were advancing towards the castle. Zen's eyes locked on Vulcan. The alpha king had arrived to rescue his people."And...and they seem immune to spells," the slave added, dread trembling in his voice. Zen frowned, finding the piece of information utterly baffling. .................."Kael," Violet called again and again, tears spilling freel
He didn't stop there. He thrashed him, making sure every punch hurt him. However, he was stopped short by two of his minions who yanked him by his shoulders and dragged him backward until a safe distance was created between them.Vengeance smoldered in Zen’s eyes as he steadied himself and fixed his gaze on Sean. His skin had peeled away, revealing glowing embers beneath. He didn’t bleed. He wasn’t made of flesh at all. He was built of embers and something disgustingly gooey that made Violet's stomach queasy. But his skin stitched itself together in seconds, sealing away the ugliness beneath."As the royal commander, you possess bravery, but intellect is not among your strengths," Zen hissed, prowling closer. "You possess none, and yet you dare dream of the throne," Sean snapped back, eyes radiating hostility. Zen came to a stop in front of him. Eyes radiating malice and loathing. "The throne is mine. I'll claim it one way or another," Zen asserted, his voice eerily calm but loaded
"I knew she would compensate for her betrayal," Zen drawled out, looking pleased by the sight. Sean stood before him, jaw clenched. There was not an ounce of fear in his eyes; if anything, it burned with raw anger. Now he could see where his slave had gotten her confidence from. "So you've spoiled my slave," he remarked. He was seated on his throne, and Sean was on the ground. "She is not your slave," Sean seethed, a dangerous edge to his voice. Despite being surrounded by enemies, he remained unafraid, firm. "Where is she?" he demanded, pushing against the heavy chains on him. "Don't worry. I'll take you to her," Zen said, now approaching him. The glint in his eyes was unnerving, hinting at something ominous. He stood before him, and his mouth curled into a smirk. "After all, this is the least I could do before sending you to hell." His voice carried amusement, as though killing him would be no more difficult than crushing a fly. "We'll see who'll be the one knocking on hell'
The spy murmured the spell, and the air split open, revealing a portal. Its outline crackled with purple electric waves.The wizard, then, turned his face to look at him, curiosity flashing in his eyes. The realm Beta was intent on barging into meant only death for mortals like him, yet Sean showed no fear. His resolve was set across his features, as unyielding as his spirit. The man watched him step into the realm without a moment’s hesitation. With him inside, the portal sealed shut and then finally disappeared into the thin air. This time, no illusion held his vision captive. It was dark and twisted like its creator. Jagged towers rose impossibly high, their broken peaks clawing at a starless sky, while twisted silhouettes loomed in the distance. It felt as though the realm itself breathed with malevolent intent. The place reeked of a foul smell. Sean pressed on, unaffected by his surroundings. He was blind to every threat, his eyes intent on the castle on the hill, looming over
"What the fuck are you saying?" Sean hissed, his voice low, eyes flashing violent crimson. Kael clawed at the edges, fighting for dominance. "Calm down, Kael," Azriel urged, his voice low and commanding as his gaze held his. "I promise you we’ll find her," he added in assurance, aware it would take more than just a command to get him in control. The wolf let out a growl before receding. The crimson in Sean’s eyes turned back into green. But the concern and restlessness were still there. "Where are the guards?" he asked. ........."Where is my wife?" Sean demanded, his voice razor-sharp as he glared murderously into the guard’s eyes.The guards exchanged a nervous glance before one of them swallowed hard and spoke. "Sshhh....she went to her cottage, sir. We stayed outside as you ordered. Then… we heard a noise somewhere nearby. I went to check it out, but when I came back, he was unconscious."His voice faltered. "We rushed inside the cottage, but she was gone. There was no sign of
Sean was in the office when he got a call. Worry gripped him at once as he noticed the bodyguard's name flashing. He picked up the call at once. "What is it?" he demanded. "She has fainted. We've taken her to the hospital," the guard told him. Sean felt as if the ground had been pulled from beneath him. "FAINTED? But how? Why?" he asked, already rushing towards the door. "She is inside. The healers are checking up on him," the guard replied. Sean hung up and set out for the hospital. He dragged a hand down his jaw. She fainted again. His pup was clearly taking a toll on her health, and with the recent developments, it was only getting worse for her. He arrived at the hospital and almost ran towards the room she was kept in. The guards were lingering outside, waiting for him. Sean rushed past them without sparing a glance and pushed open the door. Her scent mixed with many others hit him at once. But his eyes found her immediately. She was lying unconscious on the bed with a do







