KIERAN'S POV:I screamed and tried to go back to take my son, but it was too late. “No!” I roared, wings thrashing as I fought against the force of the tunnel. “Not now! Not without him.Manuel.My heart cracked. My roar shook the sky. “Manuel! Don’t you dare, don’t you dare leave me!”But the tunnel has already swallowed me whole, dragging me, Jade, and Metatron’s corpse into its violet force I fought, and at the same time clawed at the light, desperate to tear it apart, to break free, to stay in the past world where my son is trapped.And then, just before the world dissolved, clarity struck.This was all my fault. Had it been I knew that my wish would come with a price, I wouldn't have made any wish at all.My boy. My son. My heart ached for him.It seems Manuel knew about the consequences as well that's why he chose to stay back.Manuel had sacrificed himself to remain in the past, so I, Jade, and Metatron’s body could be pulled back to where we belonged, the modern world.The l
KIERAN'S POV:Darkness swallowed me whole.I opened my eyes to find myself back in the forest of my soul. The air was heavy, the trees shrouded in mist. The brook that usually glimmered was black as ink.And they were waiting.The dragon perched on a cliff, wings furled, eyes blazing like molten gold. He didn’t even look at me. The demon beast, small and sharp, crouched on a branch above, tail flicking, expression twisted in disgust. He turned his back, refusing to meet my gaze.Only the wolf stood before me, silver fur shimmering faintly in the dim light. His amber eyes were colder than winter.“You fool,” the wolf growled, his voice echoing through the forest. “You threw yourself under the blade for a girl who would let you bleed out on the stones without blinking.”Shame scorched me. “She’s… she’s lost. Twisted. But she can be saved.”The wolf bared his teeth. “And what of the kingdom? What of your son? You failed. You let chaos consume everything while you clung to her shadow.”“B
KIERAN'S POV:All eyes were on me. Witches. Wizards. Dragons. Even Jade as well. I felt the weight of Greg’s threat pressing against my chest like iron chains. Manuel’s small face flashed in my mind, his laughter, his curious questions, the way his tiny hand used to grip mine. If Greg killed him…I forced myself to breathe, to keep my fury from spilling out. The beasts inside me howled for defiance, but I had no choice. My son’s life came first.I stepped forward, my voice carrying across the courtyard.“The decree… the one Metatron made before his death…” My throat tightened, the words like poison on my tongue. “…was not real. It was a false decree.”A shocked gasp rippled through the crowd. Even Jade tilted her head, scarlet eyes narrowing in something between suspicion and amusement.Greg, of course, rejoiced over it. He clapped his hands together, smiling wide for the citizens. “There you have it!” he declared. “Even Kieran, admits the truth. The seal belongs with me, and I alone
KIERAN’S POV:“What do you mean by you are not my brother, Stefan?". Melanie asked.“Why don't you call your mate here, let's resolve this misunderstanding?". I said to her and just then Luis stepped out."Luis, what are you doing here?”. Melanie asked Luis who knelt down before her to beg."Please forgive me, I was the one with you all along”. Luis said with a broken voice."I don't understand what you mean at all”. Melanie said with an irritated look."I mean I was the one who made love to you, and also the one who you got married to”. Luis said to Melanie who froze in shock."Melanie, I am the real Jackson, the demon lord”. I said to her then transformed to my real self."I used him as a tool to distract you. This wasn't my fault. After all, Luis loves you dearly, so it is only fair if you reciprocate his love"."Jackson, I will ruin you, just the way I ruined your mate. Mark my words”. Melanie threatened me. "My real name is Kieran, so call me Kieran from now henceforth. I am the
KIERAN'S POV:The mountains echoed with Jade’s cruel laughter long after she vanished with Melanie, leaving me broken, stunned, and furious all at once. My chest ached where her touch had pushed me away, but worse than the pain was the emptiness, like she had ripped out the part of me that still believed in her.That was when the call came.A messenger hawk landed on the rock before me, carrying a scroll marked with blood-red wax. My heart dropped the moment I saw the seal. Greg.I broke it open with trembling fingers, eyes racing over the words.Kieran,Your son Manuel is in my custody. If you ever want to see him alive again, bring me the seal. No games. No delays. Choose your son, or your pride.I gripped the parchment so tightly my knuckles whitened. Manuel. My boy. The one light I had left.“Damn you, Greg,” I hissed, fury burning in my throat.But I didn’t know what to do. I had no seal to give, and even if I did… would handing it over only doom the land further? Desperation cl
KIERAN'S POV:Just then, the last stone disappeared and then I opened my eyes, but what I saw shocked me to my bones.Metatron lay sprawled across the dungeon, his chest torn open, his once-great aura fading into nothing. And standing over him, blade dripping with crimson, was Greg, Jade’s uncle. His smile was twisted, cruel, and utterly unrepentant.“No…” My voice broke in my throat. My body locked, every muscle trembling.And then I heard her.“Father!” Jade’s scream split the air, raw and shattering. She rushed forward, but stopped halfway, knees buckling as if the weight of the world had crashed onto her shoulders. Her golden eyes, so full of light, so fierce, dimmed in an instant. Her hands shook. Her lips parted soundlessly, again and again, until she simply… broke.Her body collapsed against mine when I caught her. She was breathing, but her spirit wasn’t there, her gaze glassy, her lips trembling, as if she had retreated into some unreachable corner of her mind.“No, Jade. St