Se connecterAya's POV“What the fuck do you mean by that?” I exhaled, trying to make sense of it.Same?Same as me?How is that even possible??!I had just learned I was a fairy. I even thought I’m the last.. or well, maybe there’s a few of us alive but meeting someone right at this very moment?Not to mention.. He had a fucking wolf too!So how is it possible that he had both wolf and half fairy blood??!“We have no time for stories and arguments, Aya.. They are on their way here.”“Who?”“You know who, Aya.” Eros had this annoying smile on his face. “Alaric..” He let my father’s name hang in the air before continuing, “..and your jealous and possessive mate of course.”Then a cheeky smile before—The bond snapped against my chest so hard I nearly staggered. My breath hitched.Johanis.Closer.Not close enough yet—but moving. Fast.The faint pulse I’d been clinging to for days suddenly felt stronger, warmer, alive in a way that made something deep inside me ache.The forest felt it too. As a res
Aya's POV“How??” I cannot help but ask him.Eros didn’t answer right away. And that— That silence?It made something cold crawl up my spine.Because he wasn’t struggling to find the words.He was deciding how much to say.. and that is much more dangerous.My eyes narrowed slightly. “…How do you know that?”The wind around him shifted. Not violently. Not sharply.But… knowingly.Like it was listening to the question too.Eros exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair in a way that felt oddly… familiar. My chest tightened before I could even understand why.“I heard it,” he said.“Heard what?” I pressed.“The wind carries things, Aya,” he replied quietly. “Voices. Whispers. Pain.”My stomach dropped.“And yours…” His gaze lifted back to me, steady now. “Yours was loud enough to reach me.”Something in my chest twisted hard. Because that didn’t feel like a coincidence.“…doesn’t explain everything,” I said, my voice lower now. Sharper. “You’re talking like you understand what’s ha
Aya's POVThe forest went quiet.Not the usual kind of quiet—the one filled with whispers just beneath the surface, the one that breathed and watched and waited.This one was different.Wrong. Not to mention, it is weird for this damned forest to be quiet..But the moment it happened, I felt it.A shift, subtle and sharp. Like a breath being held too long.My brows furrowed slightly as I straightened, the roots at my feet tightening instinctively in response to the change. The glow beneath my skin flickered—not weakening, not fading.. But reacting.“…What now,” I muttered under my breath. No answer came. That alone was enough to set something uneasy curling in my chest.Because the forest always answered. Even when it mocked. Even when it twisted every word I said into something else.It never.. just paused.The air stirred faintly. Not the heavy, suffocating movement I had grown used to, but something lighter.My head lifted slightly.Wind.I stilled. Because that.. That didn’t belon
Johanis' POVThe queen touched his face, tears shining in her eyes.. “I told them not to tell you.”“I know.”Her lips trembled. “I did it to save you.”Alaric’s jaw tightened. “And do you have any idea what it did to us?”She closed her eyes. Pain crossed her face so openly that even I felt it. “I know..”“No,” Alaric said, voice rough. “You don’t.”The guards shifted uncomfortably around them, but none interrupted. Because this wasn’t just a reunion.This was years of pain finally breaking open.“I raised our daughter alone,” Alaric said.The queen’s tears spilled over. “I know, my love..”“I searched for you for years.”“I know.”His voice cracked then, anger and grief colliding. “She needed you, Elora.”That seemed to hit harder than anything else. She went still. And when she spoke again, her voice broke. “I know…”Alaric pulled away just enough to look at her. Then he said the words that turned the air cold. “She’s dying.”Elora froze. The color drained from her face so fast it
Johanis' POVI stared through the portal.The air drifting from the gate was cool and sweet, carrying scents I couldn’t even name—flowers, frost, something bright and clean like snow under moonlight.It felt unreal. It felt like looking into a dream.And somewhere in that impossible world, my mate's mother lived.Alaric stepped toward the portal. But the king raised a hand. “Wait.”Alaric stopped, visibly forcing himself not to lash out. The king’s face had gone pale. “The gate will take us to the Frost Court.”The queen looked through the opening, her expression solemn. “The Ice Queen rules there.”I peered at them, then at Alaric. And slowly the realization hit.Slowly..Then all at once.I turned my head at the queen. “You mean Aya’s mother is not just some fairy—”The queen looked at me. “She is the Fairy Queen.”I whipped my head towards Alaric. His face went completely still.“A queen?” I said.No one answered. Because they didn’t need to. The answer was written all over their f
Johanis' POVNo one moved after the king spoke.“To take you to her.”The words seemed to settle over the throne room like falling snow—silent, cold, impossible to ignore. I looked at Alaric. For the first time since I had met him, he looked shaken.Not visibly—not in the obvious way most people would notice. His posture was still straight, his face still composed, his expression still carved into that same calm, unreadable mask.But something in his eyes shifted.Years.Years of searching.Years of anger.Years of not knowing.And now—Now the answer stood in front of him..The queen descended the crystal dais slowly, her face pale, her expression caught somewhere between guilt and urgency.“There is no time to waste,” she said quietly.Alaric’s voice was low and sharp. “Then stop speaking in riddles.”The king gave a slow nod and motioned for the guards to step back.They obeyed instantly, lowering their weapons and retreating to the edges of the room. The king stepped down from th
Aya’s POVDay one.And I already want to riot..Because apparently, being last year’s representative of the interschool tournament does not grant Woodhill University any glorious advantage.No..It grants them a handicap.A freaking handicap!!They are required to defeat three teams.Three!!!While
Aya's POV “Guess who?”My heart nearly launched out of my chest. I twisted instinctively, fingers already reaching for the wrist covering my eyes, I swore I went as far as getting ready to attack whoever this maybe…And then—“Omg! Uncle Taviii!” The voice shifted from playful whisper to full-volum
Johanis POVRyan always does when it matters. He pushes hard left, signaling Kael forward.They move fast—faster than before. No sloppy collisions this time. No accidental body checks. They’re coordinated now. Leon hangs back, reading lanes.I secretly smirked as it was really a smart move. Finn sh
Aya's POV The principal arrives like a storm that doesn’t bother knocking. The clinic door opens with a sharp crack, and the air seems to change immediately—thicker, heavier, like every molecule is bracing itself. Principal Reed steps inside with his hands clasped behind his back, posture rigid, e







