تسجيل الدخولCadmus’s POVVictoria’s bruises and cuts were healing perfectly fine. I watched her sleep peacefully, and I thought that I could not rest until that woman was dead. I had murderous thoughts, yeah, and would be the only punishment I could think of right now.I got up and went into the shower, my thoughts still scrambled. I need to figure out how to tell her I’m going hunting, can’t lie to her…the door opened, and Victoria stepped in.My love, I said, kissing her lips, trying to kill me, as my hands touched her beautiful body.Cadmus, I can hear you thinking, how about I take your mind off, she said, touching my already hard cock.I didn’t need to pursue more; my hands turned into an octopus on her, one between her legs, even though I smelled her arousal.Between the kisses, I asked her if she was sure; her arms were still healing. She only responded by touching me more, setting a fire inside of me. I lifted her as her legs wrapped around me and slammed into her hard. I missed her body
Cadmus’s POVVictoria was asleep on my shoulder as the driver was taking us back to the pack. Lucien, in the front seat, turned to me.Cadmus, let me know when you’re ready to hunt, and I will help you.Lucien, your mother wants to kill you. We need to keep you safe. Now, I’m curious about your abilities. Have you ever used it?I did not know I was capable of doing this. Maybe someone can help me.Thalia has similar abilities. Her guardian spirit, named Blue, appeared when she was little, but she still can’t control it. Guardian spirits are supernatural entities that connect with certain individuals, granting them unique powers and guidance, though learning to use these abilities takes time and practice.Maybe I should talk to her, Cadmus?Yes, I agree, maybe you have something in common. Victoria was making a groaning noise.My love, are you in pain? Of course, I knew she was. I pulled out a pill and placed it in her mouth, then gave her a bottle of water. I ran my hand over her face
Makarius’s POVCome here, I told Hannah, taking her into my arms. Did you miss me?Her eyes locked on mine. I did, she said, smiling. What a beautiful smile, and I had to kiss her lips.Makarius, I am all for tradition, and I know you’re my mate, but…I won’t, kiss me, I need some fuel, I joked.You do? Her lips were so red. Tell me more about yourself.I will tell you everything, because this had to start with honesty. My mother had a plan, but I didn’t know about it until later. Looking for my mate, I met Victoria. Then I launched the story.Her face went from shock to terror, and she ended up crying.You can reject me if you want, I would understand, I told her.Makarius, I waited all my life for my fated mate, you won’t get rid of me that easily…and my lips crashed on hers. She pulled away. I do have a question, though. Do you still love her?My body stiffened. A wave of guilt swept over me, because part of me still missed the way things used to be. I won’t lie to you, yes, but my
Victoria’s POVThe pain kept me alive. The air in the cellar was heavy and cold, pressing against my skin like icy hands. The raw, iron scent of blood filled my nostrils, almost stifling, mixing with the damp, moldy smell of old stone beneath me. Through blurry eyes, I looked to see her outside the narrow, barred window. Blood dripped relentlessly from my hanged arms, pattering onto the grimy floor and echoing faintly in the silence between Sylvia's steps.Sylvia I shouted, come and finish this, leave my children alone.Her eyes looked unhinged.MOTHER, I emphasized the word, you know what I think? You’re the one cursed. Dad has no powers at all, and it’s always your side of the family where these things start. It’s your lineage, not his, that brought this down on us. The curse never belonged to the outsiders—it’s in your bloodline, passing from mother to daughter like a rotten inheritance. I said it laughing, wanting her to feel the sting.For a second, I saw her strong facade fall;
Cadmus’s POVMakarius stood on my left, his arm wrapped firmly around my waist to steady me, while Lucien gripped my right shoulder for support. I leaned heavily on both of them as we moved forward, my steps unsteady. I could feel Balthazar behind us, pressing his aura outwards, a force that made my skin prickle and kept everyone alert.Cadmus, Victoria needs you, he shouted. The weight of her name sent a jolt through me, sharp and cold. Suddenly, images flashed in my mind: the last moment I saw her, the fear in her eyes, the promise I made to protect her. My heart hammered against my ribs, and for a second I couldn’t breathe at all—guilt, fear, and desperation crowding in. But the sound of her name, Victoria, calmed me just enough to keep moving. Breathe, breathe.We are wasting time, get the caravan ready, I shouted when I recovered. We drove to the first fishing town.I gave the trackers the orders and told them to try and blend; we don’t want her to know we’re looking for her. Hou
Sylvia’s POVI stared at the woman who was my daughter; she should never have been born. From the very start, she brought nothing but shadows into my life. I still remember that day that turned into night, and I screamed in pain as she struggled to come out. Until the eclipse was done, she arrived in the world. The elders predicted she would be special, that the Goddess gifted her during the eclipse. But to me, she was a mark of everything I had lost. I couldn’t even look at her. Never really wanted a child. I only wanted Balthazar; he was handsome and strong. His eyes followed me everywhere. I was his universe until she arrived. After her birth, it was like Balthazar slipped away, piece by piece, as if she had stolen all the light left in our lives. She ruined the one thing I ever truly cared about.I threw a bucket of water on her face. She gasped. Her eyes opened and started to focus.Sylvia, she said, smiling, " We finally meet. Do tell, why do you hate me so much?What’s the poin
Victoria’s POV"Victoria, you look like a true princess," Liam said.An older woman walked into the room."Your grandmother and I worked on this for years. Her wish was for you to use it at your coronation," she said, unfolding the mantle to show the beaded work. The design told a story about Makar
Balthazar’s POVSixteen years agoSylvia, I shouted, “Where are you?Daddy, Mom is sleeping, shhh.I picked her up and kissed her cheek. My little wolf. What are you up to?Nothing, I play with a bunny, a lizard, and a chicken. I asked them to do funny things, and they listened like they were my fr
"You don’t have to do this, Victoria," he said, reaching out."Don’t touch me. I’ll handle it myself, and then I’m out. Now, are you driving me or not?""Victoria, please, just forgive me.""Forgive you? Are you driving, or should I hail a cab?"Silence.I slammed the door and jabbed the elevator b
The car pulled up to a mansion. A man opened the door for me and took my small suitcase.Mr. Radov is waiting for you in the living area.I basically almost broke into a run. He was walking towards me with his arms open, and I crushed into his chest. He inhaled deeply.One day, I couldn’t stay away







