ANMELDENPOV: AIRYSHe slowly opened his palm, revealing the deep cuts. I sighed, touched by the wound, but even more by what it represented. I leaned over his hand, sealing my lips against the injury, then rested my face there, absorbing the warm, potent scent of his blood. There was something sweet in it. Something strange and addictive that triggered a new shiver in me.“Hmph… you really are fascinating,” he murmured hoarsely, as if the words had escaped without his control.I lifted my face, arching an eyebrow.“You calm my beast… and my fury,” he added with raw sincerity.“It’s part of my charm, Alpha,” I replied provocatively, lowering my voice to a more enticing tone. A mocking smile curved my lips.The line of his mouth lifted slightly. A crooked half-smile, seductive and dangerous.&
POV: AIRYS“Little one, the little you already know about me has been enough to make you feel fear.” Daimon’s voice cut through the silence with firmness. His head tilted slightly, as if studying my every movement. His gaze traveled across my face, assessing even the subtle tremors of my lips. “I don’t blame you for it.”My fingers twisted together reflexively. The fear was real. Not that he would hurt me physically—not anymore—but of everything he carried behind that dark, intense gaze. Still, I lifted my chin. I didn’t want him to notice my hesitation.“Maybe I fear you because I don’t know your story,” I said, staring at him firmly and forcing my voice to sound more confident. “It’s hard to trust what you don’t understand. Would you trust me if you hadn’t dug through my life?”“Probably not,
POV: DAIMONAirys pulled back just enough to lift her face to mine, her golden eyes sparking with provocation.“Fenrir doesn’t seem like a trustworthy wolf to me,” she declared, defiant.The roar that tore from the depths of my chest filled the room, so intense that it made her body stiffen slightly in alert.She recoiled a little, startled, but she didn’t run.Brave.My small, insolent mate.“You can contest it, creature,” she murmured, sarcastic, even though her voice trembled slightly. “Your methods weren’t exactly… noble.”I growled softly but contained my fury. My hand slipped into her silver hair, pulling it carefully to better expose her face while my fingers caressed her scalp, massaging it pleasurably.The feeling of having her there, in my hands, a breath
POV: DAIMONAirys let out a soft sigh, absorbing every word.“It would have been dangerous if he had been chosen… and become the next Supreme,” she concluded in a low voice, leaning back in her chair without taking her eyes off mine. She picked up the wine glass, her fingers trembling slightly, and took a sip, trying to maintain control.My breathing was heavy, my chest rising and falling in a rhythm controlled only by sheer willpower.“What happened?” she asked, her voice softer, sensing the weight of the story.I clenched my jaw.The memories materialized, violent and cruel.“During the first ritual on the solstice…” my voice dropped to a deep, somber tone, “I took Klaus’s place.”I watched her reaction: eyes widening, muscles tensing, breathing uneven.“He was already late,” I continued, giving her no respite. “I couldn’t find
POV: DAIMONShe shot me a deadly look but swallowed in silence, accepting it.“I know more about you because I investigated you,” I continued, my voice carrying that deep tone that made her tremble. “I needed to know who the woman was that had invaded my night… who had dared to steal my attention and my control. And naturally…” A cruel smile formed at the corner of my lips. “I have more than enough resources to get all the answers I want.”She rolled her eyes, pouring a generous dose of sarcasm into a single gesture, and took a sip of her drink, unconcerned with the tension still pulsing between us.Then, with irritating naturalness, she opened her mouth in a silent invitation to be fed again, as if demanding my attention.So bold.So mine.The corner of my mouth lifted in a satisfied smile, the predator inside me delighting in her unconscious provocation.“What?” sh
POV: DAIMONI growled lowly, irritated at having to put her through that test. I knew her fear and the risks involved.“With magic in play, I feel nothing. Not a single spark of their existence reaches me.” I clicked my tongue, thinking out loud as my hand traveled along her waist, squeezing it lightly. “But you…” My eyes locked onto hers. “You are the mother. You carry them in your soul. You know their scents, their emotions, their instincts. Furthermore, you are the strongest link.”Airys’s eyes widened slightly, her breathing quickening.“You won’t be alone during the test,” I added, my voice firm and commanding. “I’ll be with you… guiding every step.”She took a deep breath, trying to regain some control she had already lost without realizing it. Her pupils dilated sharply, and her nose lifted in a
POV: AIRYS“Chosen one?” I asked, confused, trying to understand what it meant. “What does that mean?”Daimon didn’t answer. His gaze remained fixed on the woman with celestial eyes, as if the conversation didn’t involve me at all. A chill ran down my spine.What was I doing here?“Begin the test.”
POV: AIRYSI found myself in the middle of darkness. Near the large window, an imposing silhouette drew my attention. Broad shoulders, bare skin illuminated by the faint light. He turned slowly, a glass between his fingers, his gaze fixed on me.Earthy eyes that shimmered with an intense red. Preda
POV: DAIMON“Did you hear that?” Fenrir growled inside me, his deep, cold voice echoing through my mind.I gave a slight nod, studying the small creature in front of me. She was trembling, huddled against the cold, trying to warm herself with her own hands. Trapped. Fragile. Far too small to be her
POV: AIRYSI blinked a few times as he moved quickly, pulling me up without warning.His strong arms wrapped around my legs, lifting me off the ground effortlessly. My body pressed against his, my head close to his chest. The heat he radiated contrasted sharply with the surrounding cold.“I can wal







