Mag-log inAria’s POVWe had come out triumphant from a supposed ambush, but nobody celebrated. Everyone stood in shock and confusion.Nobody could utter a word. We had won, but one of our own was dying. Alexander had emerged victorious from the battle royale Bond had organised, and now all of it seemed to have been for nothing.Bond dropped the monster’s heart and rushed towards Alexander. I watched him kneel beside the injured warrior, his expression changing as he examined the damage.“Alexander,” he called, but there was no response.Bond pressed his hand against Alexander’s chest. “Alexander, wake up!”The warrior’s eyes fluttered. “Your Majesty…” He shook his head weakly. “I… I’m sorry.”His voice was barely audible. Bond’s expression twisted as he leaned closer. “Don’t you dare apologise. Don’t speak. I’ll get you help.”Alexander struggled to breathe. “Sorry, I… I couldn’t… protect you.”“Enough!” Emperor Bond’s voice cracked. He held Alexander’s hand as the warrior’s breathing grew weak
ARIA’S POVHis men were organised. They regrouped and carried the injured from the luxury cars. My eyes lingered on the collapsed train. Where the hell had it come from, and how had it managed to derail from the tracks?“Raaaaaaaah!” The giant wolf’s roar jolted me back to reality. Its eyes glowed with a terrifying intensity. I had never seen anything like it.“That’s the monster!” someone shouted.“Fucking Seraphyne,” Emperor Bond cursed. “What the hell does she want from me? Why won’t she just let me be?”I had also read about her in the magazines. She was a popular scientist, though others claimed she was a witch who experimented on werewolves, coyotes, and various other creatures.I looked towards the creature, my heart pounding. The witch had empowered it and sent it to be tested against the Lycan King.Why the hell was I supposed to be caught up in all his mess? He had offended the woman. It had nothing to do with me.……….The moment Emperor Bond stepped out of the wreckage, the
ARIA’S POVSharp roars from motorcycles and the dangerous groans of a crowd rose around me, cheering for a man who had just looked down on me. My chest burned with anger as these guys cheered him as if he were some trophy lord.He stood at the top of the pavement and raised a hand to the others as heavy metal music blared in the background.“Crawling in my skin! These wounds, they will not heal o!”Fear is how I fall! Confusing what is real o!”The more I heard the song, the more infuriated I felt. He had marked me, and that was the worst he could do.I had endured enough of his arrogance, enough of his commands, and enough of his constant attempts to control my life.If he thought his mark meant I belonged to him, then he was sorely mistaken. I would never allow him to own me.………..By the time I joined them outside, the entire courtyard had transformed into a grand display of imperial power.The music blared as luxury vehicles stood in formation, their polished surfaces gleaming ben
ARIA’S POVI heard his voice deep inside my head, strong and unwavering, interrupting my sleep. It felt like he was speaking straight into my soul.“Aria,” he called out. I jolted awake and stirred, groaning in irritation.“What?” I roared as my eyes popped open.He didn’t look like he wanted to negotiate. He looked worn out. I cursed in my heart. I didn’t want to fucking follow anybody to the capital or be an emperor’s wife. If I frustrated him that much, then he should let me be. Goddamn it.“Get dressed. We’re leaving,” he said.I hated how he acted as though he could order me around. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes.My fingers dug into my palm as I watched the man who had turned my entire life upside down, Emperor Bond, prepare to leave for the capital.The servants were busy loading our belongings into the vehicles, while the warriors gathered outside the palace, ready to escort their emperor home.Even Lyra, my new best friend, would be accompanying us to the capital. She sat b
Emperor Bond’s POVThe moment I entered Damon's chambers, I found Nyxara sitting comfortably on his lap, whispering something into his ear.I paused at the doorway, my patience already wearing thin. “Damon, I need to speak with you now.”Damon looked up at me, his expression changing slightly. Nyxara, however, barely acknowledged my presence. She remained seated on his lap, her fingers playing with the buttons of his shirt.“Nyxara, get the hell out of here,” Damon ordered.She raised her head, looking between us before reluctantly climbing off his lap.“Whatever it is, I hope it can wait,” she muttered before walking out.She slammed the door and left. What the fuck was wrong with this woman and slamming doors? I watched her leave, then turned my attention to Damon.“I've stayed here for far too long,” I said, taking a seat opposite him. “The only reason I've remained in this location is because my mate, Aria, is still recovering. I've never stayed in one place for this long, and I'm
Aria’s POVAfther the disrespect, I flared up in anger until he explained everything she had done.Now, I couldn't even hate him properly anymore. All these expensive clothes he offered meant nothing to me. My emotions were all over the place, and I was struggling to keep them under control.Then I noticed the damn sales representative. She took the clothes from Bond with a flirty smile, her fingers grazing his bulging muscles.“Awwwwn, such strong arms,” she whispered flirtatiously. “Anyone would be lucky to fill them.”He returned her smile, and that alone pushed me over the edge. She was beautiful, and the way she looked at him made something ugly twist in my tummy.The fact that Bond had just talked down on my mother only made everything worse.My emotions surged, and my body reacted before I could stop it. My muscles expanded, my bones cracked, and fur spread rapidly across my skin.“Ahhhhhhg!” I cried out as my hands twisted into claws, and my body dropped lower as I shifted int
Aria POV“So, what was all the fuss about? What if I answered you that way?” I snort at her dismissively.But she persists, and I realise this can’t be settled if I keep avoiding it.When she tries to kneel, I hold her up as I make a promise. “Alright, accompany me to the gallery upstairs, help me
ARIA POVHe inhales deeply, “Get off me.”And in the blink of an eye, he bolts out of the bathroom. I hear him mutter those words.“I can't take advantage of a sick woman,” he mumbles.I crave his touch at the moment, but immediately, he leaves the bathroom, and I feel offended. That deep hatred wa
Aria POVWhat kind of monster is he? How does he snap someone’s neck in seconds? How does he rip out one’s heart without even breaking a sweat, and then smile as if nothing happened?This doesn’t sit well with me at all. I want to protest, damn, I want to scream, but I have already lost a lot of bl
ARIA POVI feel something speaking for me, was it fortune? I can’t fathom. I don’t know what it is; it’s like a miracle, but I feel really uneasy.I wasn’t killed. The temperature in the room rises sporadically. I’m short of words; the attack from the king of alphas really stuns me.“Help!” I whimp







