LOGINThe Northern Mountains did not welcome us.The all-terrain vehicles experienced difficulty during the mid-afternoon time. The temperature had dropped to below zero, which caused all moisture in the air to freeze into ice that covered our windshields with a thick layer of ice, creating complete visual obstruction.The pathway began with a mild slope before turning into a dangerous incline that featured six feet of freshly fallen snow covering its rocky precipices.The lead transport experienced a sudden movement forward, which produced a loud sound of metal grinding. The heavy treads began to spin without effect, which resulted in them creating a wide trench that extended through the snow until they reached solid ice.The engine produced a loud sound, yet the truck remained stationary."Dante ordered the crew to shut down all engine operations through his radio transmission."My breathing created visible clouds of vapor in the cabin, which I occupied as a passenger. I looked down at my
The ashes of the three vampire assassins had barely been swept from the Persian rugs before the war council was convened.The main map room of the Capital Palace held all the most powerful wolves who ruled the continent. Alpha Silas and Liam together with the new allied pack leaders formed a circle around the huge circular oak table. The atmosphere in the room created extreme tension between the two groups. The people who had just gained freedom from the High Council now faced the revelation that their childhood monsters actually existed.Alpha Silas spoke the word Vampires while he stroked his gray beard in disbelief. We spent our whole lives thinking they were just ghost stories to scare disobedient pups. I learned from you that vampires can recover from Moon-steel wounds.Dante confirmed that the process happened within a short period of time. He stood at the table's head while wearing a dark tactical shirt. His golden eyes were fixed on his generals. The Sun-Fire protocol only kil
The solid oak doors to the royal study didn't swing open; they blasted through the room, shattering into a hundred pieces as though they had been struck by a train.Liam was blasted back by the force of the blast, hitting the wall on the other side of the room."Maya! Behind the desk!" Dante bellowed, automatically moving to stand between the crib and the doorway. His Moon-steel broadsword in hand, his golden Alpha aura blazed with a heat that was suddenly oppressive.Three figures entered the study, their silhouettes outlined by the dust cloud that hung in the doorway.They didn't move like wolves. They didn't move like wolves. They were monstrously graceful, and absolutely silent, despite the marble floors. They were dressed in black and white, but their skin was as white as marble and their eyes blazed with a hideous red glow.The air was suddenly filled with the smell of rotting blood and cold, dead earth."The Mad King," the vampire growled. His smile revealed perfectly pointed,
The joyous music echoing from the city square outside suddenly sounded like a mockery.Dante placed the black envelope on his mahogany desk. His warm golden eyes turned cold and dangerous, the cold eyes of the Mad King.He didn't panic, but his Alpha pheromones hung in the air like a suffocating fog."Liam," Dante’s voice was deadly soft. "Close the Capital. Lock down the perimeter. No one comes in, no one goes out. Double the guards on the gates, the palace doors, the nursery.""Yes, Alpha," Liam replied, heading for the door."No," Dante added, clenching his jaw. "Order the men to keep their Moon-steel swords drawn, but tell them… we don't know if our weapons will even be effective against this foe. Silver burns wolves. Moon-steel breaks silver. But vampires…""They are a myth," Liam said, reading the letter. "They are supposed to be ghost stories we tell pups to keep them from roaming in the woods at night.""They are not a myth anymore," I replied, looking at my son. "Liam, start
Three months after that period had passed.The Capital City had transformed into an area which no longer served as a symbol of terror. The city appeared to be renewed under the golden light of the morning sun. The High Council's oppressive banners had been removed to make space for Moonfall's silver crescent and Black Summit's midnight-black wolf.The arrival of spring brought cleansing because it removed both the harshness of winter and the harmful Dead Zone ash.I faced a large mirror which had gold plating in the royal palace chambers. I had completely transformed from my previous state as a broken Omega. I no longer appeared as either a poisoned prisoner or a purchased asset.I wore a flowing gown which had deep midnight-blue silk and silver threads that shimmered with each of my movements. My hair, which was completely white, had been braided back to display my brilliant violet eyes. Dr. Evans had given me a perfectly clean bill of health a month ago; my body had fully recovered
The piercing cry of the newborn baby didn't just echo across the ash field. It fundamentally altered the atmosphere.As Leo took his first breath inside the medical tent, a shockwave of pure, unfiltered magic exploded outward. But it wasn’t just the brilliant violet aura of the White Wolf. It was beautifully intertwined with the heavy, midnight-black dominance of the Alpha King. The magic of a true Royal Hybrid.The shockwave struck the Council Elites with a force that resembled an invisible wall of gravity.The guards who wore silver armor got knocked to the ground because they faced an invisible force that pushed them down into the icy terrain. The Prince's ancient magic forcefully demanded total obedience from everyone who encountered it. Their silver swords and rifles made no impact against the rocky terrain. The Elites lacked the power and determination to rise from their positions. The group of people treated their situation as total defeat because the royal bloodline they had w
The drive back to the castle was a blur.Dante drove the backup car himself. He drove fast, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white. He didn't speak. He didn't look at me. He just stared at the road, his jaw set in a hard line.I sat in the passenger seat, shivering.
The world above ground had turned into hell.As Dante and I raced up the crumbling stone stairs from the archives, the sound of gunfire echoed off the ruin walls.Bang! Bang!Then the growls. Deep, guttural sounds that rattled within my ribs.The moment we were out of the East Wing and into dayligh
Three weeks.That was how long I had been keeping the biggest secret in the world.I stood in the bathroom of the guest suite—I had moved back out of Dante’s room, using "insomnia" as an excuse—and splashed cold water on my face.I looked at my reflection. My skin was pale again, but not from poiso
The red light on the computer screen blinked at me.ACCESS DENIED.I stared at it for a long time. Yesterday, I was the King’s Auditor. I was the woman who saved him millions. I was the woman sleeping in his bed. Today, I was locked out.The keycard was gone-Dante had taken it. His faith was gone.







