She gave her everything, her youth, her happiness, her power to bring her chosen mate, her husband to the top of the pack. She fought alongside her father, the Gamma of the Pack to bring thousands of victories until she found him taking her family down by the very person she and her father fought in frontliner.
View MoreCertainly, The changes between us felt overwhelming, a shift neither of us had fully prepared for. Both of us carried dominant wolves within us, and the strength of our mate bond made our possessiveness clash like two opposing magnetic forces. It was an invisible tug-of-war, unspoken yet felt in every interaction. What surprised me the most, however, was Hades' unwavering stance on the matter. He hadn’t once expressed regret or hesitation about what had transpired. There was no guilt, no reluctance—only certainty. Yet, a lingering worry remained in my heart. I wanted to be a mother. And he didn’t. The golden morning sunlight streamed through the wide windows, casting warm streaks of light across the dining room. The atmosphere was serene, almost deceptively so, considering the turmoil still lingering in my heart. Hades and I were preparing breakfast together, something that hadn’t happened in days. Since that night, we hadn’t left the bed much, consumed by the hunger of our
I woke up to warmth—too much warmth. A strong arm was locked around my waist, and the steady rise and fall of someone’s chest pressed firmly against my back. My entire body felt caged, a solid wall of heat surrounding me, and for a moment, confusion clouded my mind. Then the scent of fire, pine, and something darkly intoxicating filled my senses. Hades. My heart lurched painfully before I even opened my eyes. The memories of last night rushed in. Yeah, we marked each other and crossed all the limits we were supposed not to. I felt our mate bond throbbing. I felt the connection between us.I tried shifting, attempting to put some space between us, but the arm around me tightened, pulling me impossibly closer. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice was thick with sleep, low and rough, sending a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard. "I—I wasn’t going anywhere." He hummed in response, the sound vibrating against my back as his breath ghosted over my neck. Before I
Elysia,"It's your fault. It's your fault!!!" The scream of that foreign voice rang in my head, but it started fading as an unfamiliar heat spread through my body. It wasn’t the kind of heat that came with despair—it was something else. Something primal. It felt like my wolf was in heat, an overwhelming sensation that drowned my thoughts and left me feeling weak and hypnotized. The voice still lingered, however, like a ghost whispering through my bones, keeping my body tense despite the feverish need crawling under my skin. Was it Stella? The witch Hades loved? It felt different, but why did I hate her so much? The way her voice dripped with affection when calling his name made my stomach twist. Jealousy? What a ridiculous feeling. I didn’t even like Hades—at least, that’s what I had convinced myself. The mate bond was the only thing between us, this unbearable force keeping me tethered to him. My body craved him, but my mind resisted. And yet, the moment I heard that voice,
Hades,The chill crawled under my skin as I realized she was nowhere to be found. Not just Elysia—Ruby was missing too. A sharp, unsettling fear gripped my chest, an unfamiliar weakness I despised. My first rule, the one I swore never to break, suddenly felt insignificant. Never expose my original form in the human world. But I had no choice. I shifted without hesitation, my wings stretching against the wind, the dark red aura radiating from my body as I took flight. The countryside was mercifully empty at this hour; otherwise, I would have been seen. But I didn’t care. Nothing mattered if I lost her. I scanned the land below, my gaze sweeping over rivers, fortresses, and every shadowed corner that met my sight. My senses were heightened, my mind sharp, yet I found no trace of her. Dread clawed at my chest, an emotion I had long since buried, one I refused to name. By the time I circled the woods, my attention shifted to a vast field of dandelions and wild roses. In the daylig
Elysia,When I woke up, it felt like someone had injected burning lava into my veins, searing every ounce of my body mercilessly. The pain was so strong, so real—like a fire’s kiss, turning my limbs to ashes. My body felt frozen, detached from my nerves. I tried to open my eyes, to understand what was happening to me. But I failed miserably. Someone had glued a blindfold over my eyes, while my hands and legs were tied behind my back with something I couldn’t comprehend. Was I on my knees or actually bound to something? I couldn't get any answers. My body was too detached from my mind to understand what was happening. All I felt was that I was above something—something hot like fire. I smelled the scent of charcoal and the burning stench of my own body, as if every single cell was turning to ash. I couldn't reach Ella or Ruby. It was all dark and suffocating. And then, to my absolute horror and confusion, a sharp scream tore through the air. The voice belonged to a woman, her
Hades,I had a gut feeling that Elysia wasn’t just a normal werewolf with human blood in her veins. After witnessing her demon blood magic, it was clear she was far more than an extraordinary wolf with unique abilities. And now, she had a dragon pet? Honestly, when I first saw Ruby, I didn’t give it much thought. I assumed it was some magical construct, the kind of dark magic creation that sorcerers conjured for their twisted entertainment. The Moonlit Silver Wolf Pack had always been eccentric when it came to strange, mystical things. It wouldn’t have surprised me if they had created some illusion or odd magical beast. But a hybrid dragon? That was absolutely impossible. The weight of the revelation pressed against my mind as I tried to piece everything together. Was she even fully aware of what she was? Did she know the power she carried in her blood? I didn’t know what frightened me more—the idea that she might be hiding it or the possibility that she was as clueless as the
After Hades left to take care of some business, I found myself sitting with Ruby, who had no hesitation in calling me her mother. The ease with which she said it unsettled me, but what shocked me even more was how she had managed to find me in the first place. She sat beside me, nibbling on cookies, her small legs swinging back and forth as if she had no care in the world. Her bright eyes sparkled with innocence, yet something about her words hinted at an awareness far beyond her years. "So, Ruby! Where have you been till now?" I asked, reaching out to gently run my fingers through her soft hair. "With Mother and Father!" she responded casually, biting off another piece of her cookie. I paused, my fingers stilling in her hair. "Mother and Father? You mean your parents?" "Yes!" She nodded, her expression bright as if this was the most obvious thing in the world. "Then how did you find me? And why are you calling me your mommy?" She pouted, her lower lip trembling slightly
The flickering light from the television cast a warm glow on the dimly lit living room. Hades and Elysia sat close to each other on the couch, their bodies unconsciously gravitating toward one another. A comfortable silence hung between them, interrupted only by the sounds of laughter coming from the American comedy show playing on the screen. Hades felt something soft press against his shoulder. He turned slightly and found Elysia, completely engrossed in the show, stuffing handfuls of popcorn into her mouth with an amused grin. Her eyes sparkled with childlike joy, and for some reason, an unfamiliar warmth spread through his chest. It was strange—watching her like this, so carefree and happy, made him feel something foreign, something dangerously close to contentment. His hand instinctively reached for her waist, pulling her closer. Elysia shot him a glance but didn't move away. Instead, she grinned and refocused on the television, laughing at a joke. It didn’t seem odd to eithe
Holding the first aid box, I stepped into the dimly lit living room, where Hades sat hunched over an old, tattered book. His fingers traced the faded ink on its brittle pages, his brows furrowed in concentration. The air smelled of parchment and the lingering scent of dried blood. "We've got two out of ten," he murmured, barely noticing my presence. "Who knows where the rest are hidden?" "Lay down," I instructed, my voice firm. Hades finally looked up, exhaustion dulling his usually sharp gaze. His expression twisted with confusion. "Excuse me?" I lifted the first aid box. "Take your clothes off and lay down," I repeated. For a moment, he simply stared. Then, with a low chuckle, he pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his sculpted chest and the deep gashes along his back. The wounds were still raw, streaked with dried blood and torn flesh. "They were originally werewolves," Hades continued, shifting slightly as he settled on the couch. "Those who tried to kill him. It
The hall shimmered with golden chandeliers and the chatter of high-ranking officials. Their laughter and celebratory toasts filled the air, drowning out the memories of blood and battle. I stood at the entrance, cradling my swollen belly, my eyes hollow and dark. A blood-stained necklace dangled from my hand, the cold metal biting into my palm. “I am the Gamma’s daughter,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the clinking of glasses. My shaky body moved forward, through the crowd, the cold path beneath my feet leading me to the man at the center, laughing with pride and ego. My voice grew louder with each step. “A frontliner, a commander, and the daughter of Gamma Celeriac, who gave his life protecting this pack!” The room fell silent. All eyes turned to me, the Luna of the Moonlit Silver Wolf Pack. I could see the concern in their eyes as they took in my appearance, the once adored Luna now in her worst situation. “Elysia,” Alpha Jonathan Hornet called, his voice laced w...
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