Beta Artemis POV The white lights above my head were blinding. I slowly opened my eyes and the sheer power of them nearly blinded me. I was slowly adjusting to it. The room was spacious, white, and smelled of cleaning chemicals. I must be in a hospital, I thought, trying to get my bearings, to orient myself and understand what was happening. Again, I struggled to open my eyes, but gradually things were falling into focus. I tried to get up, but noticed I was plugged into machines beeping. Turning to my right, I saw an unexpected person. Alpha King Jonathan. Technically, a former Alpha King. Yet, he was sitting in the chair next to my bed, looking intently at me. “You woke up son!” his deep voice rumbled, and I could tell he was relieved. “You gave us quite a scare there, my young buck!”, he chuckled. I tried to speak, but words were not coming to me. “Nurse”, Alpha roared, and soon, a diminutive, yet strong-willed she-wolf appeared. Her expression was that of no-nonsense. “Alpha King
Roman POV At this point, I did not know if I was coming or going. Sitting behind my large desk in the pack office, I was surrounded by King Malakai’s people – a couple of his generals, one of whom looked at me with literal hatred, his healers, Slavic coven witches and my father. Dragana was missing and I felt as if part of me was missing – the chasm of emptiness because of her disappearance not only shocked me, but nearly killed me. I did not understand why that affected me the way it did, but here I am, stuck with these people who apparently can do nothing but argue. Lady Jasmine’s injuries were severe, but her physical body was mending. However, it was her mental state everybody was concerned about and nobody had any real solution to it – we did not know how to bring her back from the veil in between. Then there was Art – my brother from another mother, my childhood friend, and my Beta, who barely survived and from what I learned survived only because Lady Jasmine helped him, eve
Dragana POV The sun was shining brightly, the smell of seawater and sand hitting me as I was waking up. A large white canopy tent was around me, however, inside it looked more like an ornate and very elaborate living room. Beautify decorated red and gold cushions with intricate designs were everywhere. Fresh flowers of all kinds and glass and gold ornaments stood around me, catching the sun and sparkling in reflection. Crystal chandeliers were hanging as if suspended in mid-air by sheer willpower. I was laying down on a very large white and gold ottoman, a light blanket on me. I heard people and sensed their presence but really saw nothing. Sitting up, I was trying to recall where I was. “You have woken up child!”. I heard the voice belonging to Solomon, whom now I understood was my great grandfather, my family. “Where am I?”, I said groggily. “You passed out child, summoning and traveling through Silver Gate took a lot out of you”, he said with a smile, although I could sense concer
Dragana POV “I am a WHAT??????”. Dear Goddess, how did this day get to go so badly???? What is happening?? One day I dream of freedom and the ability to leave the pack and that is my biggest problem in life. Next day, people are shooting at me. I find out I am in love with a guy I can never have and who is not my mate, I find family I never knew about, family that should have kept me close all my life, being told I am - a what???? “A WHAT???”, I repeat again in a very high pitch voice, not sounding like myself, not recognizing it. Everything was spinning around me again, and I barely contained myself from falling. I did not realize that, as Solomon was explaining things to me, in the process I stood up, my fists clenched, my posture stern, anger seeping from me like a storm. “Calm down...”, the soft voice said. “Think, there must be an explanation to this – something more logical perhaps”, the voice continued. She was right. I needed to calm down and remember my books and stories I
Alice POVSomething was wrong. Dark Lord Khor said he would feel the mate bond. As an Alpha, especially an Alpha King, the moment he felt the mate bond, I should have been fucked ten times from Sunday, and likely kept in his bedroom for days. Alpha werewolves could not resist the urge to mate and mark their fated one and if for one second the spell was indeed working, he would not be able to, regardless of the fact that he is an Alpha King and I was not his actual fated mate. Something happened and as a result I was not mated, and I was not marked! Something was most definitely wrong!!!!I know he was not my real mate, but Dark Lord never mentioned that Alpha King looked like sex on a stick! I would gladly jump on him at any moment, spread my legs, suck his cock, take him up my ass, whatever he wanted me to do, I would do it, even without the whole need to secure my pack, kill him at some point, and overtake his. He could be useful for a while, and boy was he good looking!!!!! I could
Jasmine POV I was floating down in a space I did not recognize. The darkness was all around me, I could not see anything. However, even in the darkness, I could sense the shadows all around me, pulling onto me slowly, tearing me, almost drying me of my soul; one shadow more terrifying and colder than the other. I tried to move, but somehow, I felt suspended. I could not really tell in the dark if I was suspended somehow by restraints, but I could not feel any on my body. I tried to use my magic, and despite various spells and enchantments, nothing changed. I tried to reach out to Calypso, my Lycan, and I could not feel her or hear her anywhere. Silence awaited me whatever I tried to do to contact her. Panic started building within me. There can only be two explanations for this. I was dead, yet somehow aware, coming forth trying to return to the world of the living. Or, I was enchanted into a veil in between, which only meant that I would stay alive, but never truly wake up. I would b
Dragana POV I stood confused, looking at Solomon and my hands, gold energy still pulsating through my hands, like gold sparkles flying everywhere. He was smiling at me, his eyes kind and encouraging. “What just happened????”, I finally managed to ask him, feeling the energy vibrations through my whole being. “You saved Jasmine’s life”, he stated simply. “She was bound by the Shadow. And you freed her”, he said, as if he was reading the weather report. “I… I did WHAT???I can do that...???”, I was stuttering now, my anxiety shooting through the roof. “Yes dear child, you can do that and so much more! I am so very proud of you! You should probably rest again. You are not used to these spells. We need to train – both your body and mind”, his concern for me evident, as he extended his hand to pick me up. Somehow, in the process of whatever spell I was doing, I fell to the ground. “Does this work only on family? I mean what I did for Jasmine??? Is that why I managed to do it?? Because w
Roman POV I did not know what to make out of all this. I felt as if somebody pulled the rug under my feet and as if my whole life had been a lie. Princess Dzana was friends with my parents. They were not captives; they were never supposed to be captives. It was a ruse perpetrated by my parents so that they would be protected. Nobody, not even spies, cared about “prisoners”, but they surely cared about royal witches and guests. My parents did the best they could, as Lady Asma and my father explained. One of the conditions of her exile and secrecy was that they were presumed as prisoners. It was not uncommon for packs to have prisoners, depending on the circumstances, and those kinds of situations never raised any questions. Not with the Council, not with the pack. It was within the Alpha King’s rights. “You really are dumber than you look”, Caleb was mocking me. “It is a good thing you are handsome, otherwise, I’d have to go find me another human!”, he was now laughing. “How many pri