She wanted to be strong for him yet with a contemptuous look in his eyes, his words struck a painful chord inside of her. “ You think I would accept you?" Nora Rigby stared at the handsome yet cold looking face of her mate, Carlos Alberto, the future Alpha of Eagle pack. "I am your mate" she managed to blurt out, hating the question he just asked. Her hands were shaking and she felt as though there were thousands of spears jabbed at her heart. His cruelty broke her, yet she stood aloof, accepting the inevitable rejection. The last thing Nora expected was to be rejected by the man she had loved and craved for all these years. How could he reject her because she was wolfless? Filled with anger, she wanted to end it all but couldn't go through with it. Who would have guessed that not only did her mate reject her but he also sent people to kill her! As she fell down the cliff, she had just one wish for the moon goddess. She wished she could have her revenge. As she shut her eyes, embracing the darkness. Instead of meeting the moon goddess, she surprisingly opened them only to see herself in a different world… And a different identity! “ Welcome back, Princess!" She was a Lycan princess and she was back to take her revenge with the help of the one person who believed in her. Karen, her commander. What would happen when the seemingly weak human came back as the most powerful being in the world of the mystical beings? With conspiracies roaming all around Nora, what would be the outcome of the Lycan princess story? Find out in this intriguing story!
View MoreNORA'S POVThe sorcerer also wanted Nora's blood to save her daughter Elena too. I was caught between saving my friend or risking to create two versions of myself again. What if they needed to feed on my blood continuously? The thought made my skin crawl."I don't know," I whispered, looking between Griffin's unconscious form and Elena's dying one. "My blood isn't normal anymore. I'm not sure if I will be able to help. The sorceress face fell. "There must be something you can do. Anything."I opened my mouth to respond but had no answers to give. How could I make this choice? Save them and risk creating monsters, or refuse and watch them die? I also owed the sorceress daughter, since she was in that position because of me. I was still at loss for words when Elder Silvarum entered with a potion. His face looked grim as he approached, he had a small bottle geld securely in his hands. "There may be another way," he said.He told me the potion would make my powers suppressed for as lo
Third POVKing Callum was carried by his warriors and they all made their way back to the Eagle Pack. Six of the strongest men bore his body on their shoulders, their faces solemn as they marched through the forest. Behind them followed the rest of the surviving warriors, battered and bloodied but victorious.Nora walked alongside her uncle's body, her hand occasionally reaching out to touch the cloth that covered him. Carlos stayed close to her, carrying one of the twins while Nora held the other. Neither spoke. Words seemed inadequate in the face of such grief.Elder Silvarum led the procession, his staff lighting their way through the darkness. The journey was long and silent, broken only by the occasional howl of mourning from one of the wolves.Back at the pack, Nora was still shaken by her Uncle's death. She sat alone in the council chamber, staring at nothing. The twins had been taken to rest by one of their nannys, and Carlos had gone to check on Griffin's condition.When Elde
THIRD POVThe war raged on between Nora and the Ancient Elder until she killed him. It was as if a powerful part of the Ancient was weakened. The moment his head separated from his body, something shifted in the air. The oppressive energy that had filled the chamber dissipated, leaving behind only the metallic scent of blood and the heavy panting of wounded warriors.The other Ancients faltered, their coordinated attacks becoming disjointed as their leader fell. Some turned to flee, only to be cut down by Carlos and King George. Elder Silvarum waved his staff with incantations and an invisible wall cracked. The sound was like glass shattering, though nothing visible broke. One moment the wall stood solid, the next a jagged crack appeared in what seemed to be empty air. The crack widened, spreading like spiderwebs until the entire barrier collapsed."Now!" Elder Silvarum shouted, his voice carrying far beyond the chamber.Werewolves and Lycans trooped inside the Ancient Pack chanting
Third POVNora lunged toward the Ancient, both fighting in their wolf form. The Ancient's fur was ash-gray, matted with blood and dirt, while Reika's blue flames licked across her midnight black coat. Their massive bodies crashed together with the force of two trucks colliding.The Ancient snarled, yellow fangs gleaming as he snapped at Reika's throat. She dodged, twisting her body in a fluid motion before countering with a slash of her claws. They tore through the Ancient's shoulder, sending droplets of dark blood spattering across the marble floor. The two circled each other, muscles coiled tight, ready to spring. Reika's eyes burned with blue fire, reflecting the rage that consumed her. The Ancient's eyes were cold, calculating, centuries of battles evident in his measured movements.They crashed together again, a blur of fur and fangs and fury. The Ancient's jaws clamped down on Reika's foreleg, and she howled in pain before retaliating with a brutal slash across his muzzle. Bloo
NORA’S POVDarkness. Then flashes of light. Voices calling my name from far away.I opened my eyes with a gasp, sitting bolt upright. The memories weren't gentle—they crashed into me like violent waves, each one more painful than the last.My mother's face. Her smile. Her screams as they took her away from me."ARGHHHH!" I let out an earth-shattering growl that shook the very walls around me. The sound wasn't human. It came from somewhere deeper."Nora!" Carlos's voice, distant through the fog of memory and rage.But I couldn't focus on him. The memories kept coming. My childhood in the Lycan kingdom. My training. The battles. My powers growing with each passing year.And the day they took my mother from me. The day they made me forget.I looked up to see my uncle, King Callum, lying in a pool of his own blood. His chest wasn't moving. His eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling. "No," I whispered, then screamed. "NO!"The pain of loss ripped through me like a physical wound. My uncle wh
Nora My lungs hurt really bad from the way I had screamed Carlos name. "WAIT!" Elder Silvarum shouted. "Stop! I'll do it. I'll remove the curse."Elder Alaric froze. "You'll remove it? All of it?""Yes," Elder Silvarum said, defeat evident in his voice. "But I need to be unbound. And I need King Callum's assistance."Elder Alaric studied him for a moment, then nodded to the guards. "Release them. But only those two. And if you try anything..."He let the threat hang in the air as the guards cut the ropes binding Elder Silvarum and King Callum. The daggers remained at their throats as they slowly stood."Bring them to the girl," Elder Alaric ordered.The guards pushed Elder Silvarum and King Callum toward me. As they approached, I caught King Callum's eye. Even now, when I started at him, I could see the message he was trying to pass in his eyes. Last night. The voice in my head hadn't been a dream. It had been real."Trust in the moon, daughter. Trust in yourself."Not only had I
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