LOGINChapter 50Gabriel’s POVThe dawn broke over the Silverwood region like a cracked slate, spilling a pale, watery light across the frozen landscape.The moment the rescue units cleared the massive wall of fallen rock from the midnight slide, my wolf practically tore through my skin. I didn't wait for the scouts to finish clearing the path. I pushed past the heavy iron shields of our front lines, my boots slamming hard against the wet gravel as I strode toward the secluded cave entrance. When I saw Jacob walking out into the pale morning light, completely intact, a brief wave of relief washed over me. But that relief instantly burned away into a fierce, volatile possessiveness when I saw Vivian walking right at his heels.She was covered in gray dust, her light scale-mail armor cold to the touch, but her blue doe eyes were perfectly clear. The scent of vanilla and lavender was still pinned to her, but it was heavily mixed with Jacob’s sharp burning cedar aura from sharing body heat thro
Chapter 49Vivian’s POVThe air inside the secluded cave was completely still, a sharp contrast to the howling ice storm raging just beyond the narrow stone opening.I was tucked firmly against Jacob’s broad chest, my back pressed into the immense, radiating heat of his Lycan biology. His powerful arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me securely against his lap to shield me from the freezing air. Slowly, the terrible shivering in my limbs began to fade as his natural body heat melted the frost from my dark scale-mail armor. The heavy scent of burning cedar and wild earth rolled off his skin, mixing with the gentle scent of vanilla and lavender that always followed me.For a long time, neither of us spoke. The only sound was the steady, rhythmic thumping of his heavy heart against my shoulder blades.But as the deep darkness of the midnight hour stretched on, I felt a subtle shift in his posture. Jacob’s head was tilted slightly down, his breath fanning softly across my t
Chapter 48Jacob’s POVThe freezing mountain wind howled through the narrow stone cracks, biting right through my heavy leather riding coat.It was past midnight, and the northern valley had dropped into a deep, pitch-black darkness. The heavy gray fog from the morning battle had settled into a thick, icy mist that made it completely impossible to see more than two feet in front of my face. I was leading a small, quiet scouting expedition along the upper jagged paths of the western ridge, trying to map out any remaining Voss pack escape routes before the main army launched its final push tomorrow.Because of the strict contract Lucien had signed, Vivian couldn't be left alone for a single second. So, she was riding right behind me, her black stallion moving silently over the loose gravel."We need to turn back, Jacob," Vivian’s voice cut through the dark, quiet air, her tone sharp and urgent. She pulled tightly on her reins, her horse stopping near a massive stone wall. "The scent of
Chapter 47Vivian’s POVThe battlefield below the northern ridge was a swirling nightmare of gray fog, mud, and the metallic tang of fresh blood.Now that the upper ambush party had been completely buried under the landslide, Lucien’s royal guard moved forward like a wall of dark iron. We charged down the winding mountain path, our horses sliding slightly on the wet shale as we entered the main throat of the valley. The sounds of war were deafening here. The desperate howls of the Voss pack wolves mixed with the deep, terrifying roars of the Lycan vanguard. Gabriel was somewhere in the thick of it, his heavy twin-headed axe clearing a bloody path through the center.My black stallion pressed forward, flanked closely by Lucien and four of his strongest personal guards.As we rounded a massive, moss-covered boulder near the edge of the lower tree line, three large gray wolves suddenly leaped out from the thick pine trees. They didn't target Lucien. Their yellow eyes locked instantly ont
Chapter 46Lucien’s POVThe freezing northern air felt like a physical slap against my face as our horses crested the final rocky ridge.The Silverwood region lay before us, completely swallowed by a thick, heavy sheet of gray morning fog. It was exactly as Jacob had predicted. The mist was a soup of damp moisture, clinging to the dark pine trees and turning the jagged stones into a slippery hazard. You couldn't see five feet ahead through the haze, but my sharp Lycan eyes could pick up the faint, ghostly silhouettes of the elite royal guard riding behind us.To my right, Vivian sat tall on her black stallion.She looked entirely different from the fragile prisoner who had spent weeks locked away in the dark of our palace. The light scale-mail we had fitted her with in the armory hugged her curvy frame perfectly, the thousands of dark steel scales catching the weak, gray light of the dawn. Her long black hair was tied back in a practical warrior’s braid, exposing the sharp, pale line
Chapter 45Lucien’s POVThe battlefield was a roaring furnace of sound and scent, but my focus remained completely sharp.My broadsword cut through the thick air, splitting the shield of a Voss warrior who had dared to charge too close to our flank. The copper smell of fresh blood was overwhelming, mixing with the damp fog and the sharp, freezing wind. But beneath all the chaos of war, the pure scent of vanilla and lavender stayed pinned to my senses. Vivian was riding just two paces behind me, her black stallion moving smoothly under the tight guard of my personal warriors.I checked the perimeter with a quick sweep of my silver eyes. Her strategy was working with devastating precision.Vlad’s forces were completely trapped inside the narrow bottleneck of the valley throat. They had expected an easy slaughter, a repeat of their victory at the Silverwood garrison, but instead, they were being crushed from two sides. Gabriel’s unit was pushing them hard from the front, while Jacob’s se
Chapter 2 Vivian's POV "This is exactly where you deserve to be, you scum!"a warrior growled in my ear before shoving me into my cell.I was taken to 'the hole'It was an isolated underground cell where only the most vile and irredeemable monsters were tossed to rot. The only source of light was
Chapter 1 Vivian POV "I have never been able to forget the first time I died. Who starts saying that my time will come again so soon?"The entire hole which just a moment ago had been overcome with murmuring fell dead silent. "Have you finally lost your mind?" The man I had a loved for two lifet
Chapter 5 Vivian's POVAll it took was a 5-minute conversation for them to decide they didn't want me anymore. I was disgusted but not surprised. 5 minutes against all the years I had given them, all the care,love and devotion. I pitifully remembered myself in my previous life, fighting tooth a
Chapter 4Draven's pov This can't be real. Is she messing with us? Her lips rolled into a smile yet it was disconnected from her eyes that were icy enough to send chills down my spine.I released her, but didn't back away."Is this because of your room? Are you throwing a tantrum just for that?"







