LOGINAyla's pov
By the time I reached Silver fang pack territory, dawn was breaking. I ran all night, the gravel of the forest biting into my bare feet, I refused to let Nyx take me since I wanted the pain, I needed it. It would be proof that I was still alive after what he had done to me. I stopped at the edge of the courtyard, wolves already gathering. I caught the sight of Lila, of course she would be there, arms folded with a smug smile on her face, it was almost as if she was waiting for me. I looked around while clutching the hem of my dress, it was as though everyone already knew what happened but then I walked with a straight face. I didn't expect a warm welcome but I wished for at least familiarity. I wished for someone to share my grief. As I reached towards our pack house, I walked into the pack yard and all I felt was dread. Harsh voices rose instantly. “What is she doing back here?" "Didn't she leave with her prince charming?” Another called out. " He probably sent her back, she never belonged there anyways” “Useless wolf" another spat When I got to the door, I reached for it but it swung open before I could barely feel the handle. I took steps backwards as Beta Rowan stepped out through the door and stood there, he looked imposing and not very proud, his gaze swept over me, over my tangled hair and torn dress. His eyes flickered something like. Disgust. And then hardened as they rested on me “You,” he said as if accusingly, his voice slicing through my skin like a knife . “What are you doing here?” I froze. “Father… I—” “Don’t call me that!” he snapped and I paused. “Why are you back here?" Before I could say anything, one of his daughters leaned in and whispered in his ears. I could see the boiling rage in his eyes. “You had one chance" he continued, stepping down from where he stood "one purpose. To shift. To make something of yourself, to bring to this family, honor!” He scoffed as if realizing how impossible that was. " And what do you do, transform into a wolf half the normal size and run off to another pack to embarrass the pack name!” "Killian… he… there was confusion, and.." I tried to explain. He raised a hand to silence me " spare me your delusional excuses. You were chosen by an Alpha. A rare opportunity and yet somehow you managed to ruin even that.” “Told you she'd blow it” Lila's voice loudly. " No Alpha would actually want her,” she scoffed. “Seems like you don't have a place even on the disappointment’s table" one of her minions giggled and others too. More laughter My breath shook “I didn't do anything” “You have been nothing but a burden since the day I took you in" he stood back, disgust curling his lip “and tonight proves it." My knees almost gave out, all these tragedy, all in one phase of time. He was ashamed of me. My father. The man who raised me looked at me like I was a stain he wanted to scrub off his life. “I'm sorry" my voice lowered “But I didn't ask for any of this.” " No,” he agreed. " You didn't, but I refuse to suffer for your failure any longer.” I turned to him suddenly and he straightened, clearing his throat. “I renounce you, as my daughter, as a member of this family. You are nothing to me now” He meant it " Finally. Took him long enough” someone said in the crowd. "Now she can just join the pack maids or maybe she can't even do that right” A small voice rose in mockery in the crowd again. I held back the pain I felt. It was no use crying, it was what he wanted and it was what everyone wanted. Maybe this was best for me. “No" I say with the last strength I had in me “I'll go. Far away" ‘Disappear from this planet’ Killian's voice rang in my ear and I held back tears as well. "I'll go far away and you will never have to see me,” I continued. "I can't think of any better idea” he scoffed and turned away from me. I returned to my room in order to take what I would need. I packed one bag and glanced at the wolf band around my wrist. Without hesitation, I tore it off from my wrist and placed it on the table beside my bed. “I brought supplies” Juno stepped into my room, holding a backpack. I wiped my eyes and forced a smile. “You don't have to leave.." She came closer and held both my shoulders. “There’s nothing for me here, Juno” I swung the bag I packed over my shoulders. "No one wants me here, not even the man who raised me” "I could take you in, I could tell you… "I'll never forget this kindness Juno” I genuinely smiled at her now "But I can't stay where I'm not wanted” I left her in the room and approached the park yard where everyone, including the Alpha, anticipated my departure. My father stood with his arms crossed, his cold expression made words disappear. I couldn't defend myself. I didn't want to, instead my eyes skimmed across the crowd. The mean girls smiled and the warriors looked bored, everyone else looked relieved that I was being pushed out. I turned to Juno amongst the crowd, she was the only one who had a softer expression as if begging me to stay back so that there may be some sort of hope. But I knew there was none. No one called me back as I walked towards the gates alone, broke and unbearably empty. This was it, I crossed the boundary, the forest wind brushed against my skin, carrying away the last warmth of life I'd known. 'Where will we go?' My wolf asked softly “Anywhere but here." I replied.Ayla's POVI let the words of the maid sink in, and my knees immediately weakened, but not weakened enough for me not to brush past each and every one of them and made my way down the corridor. And all I could hear pounding in my ears was the frightened voice of the maid and her exact last statement. Oh goddess. Please..My heart hammered against my rib cage as I reached the children's playroom where he was. My little egg was laying beneath the blankets, his tiny body trembling violently and he continued to whisper something.Like he was chanting. My hand flies over my mouth. His face was flushed and beads of sweat trailed all over his body, from his forehead down to his. Killian appeared in the room a minute after, his breathing ragged. I dragged my legs towards him. “Find the guest wherever she may be and bring her, now." Killian ordered immediately. Lowering myself beside the bed there, he didn't stop shaking nor did he stop muttering inaudible words.Like the visual ima
Ayla's povThe second she opened the door to me, I saw the startled expression on her face and the way colour had drained from it. Then she said something about a revelation spell before walking away from me. I peeped into the room to find my daughter still laying in the bed, unmoved before turning to me heels after her. “What happened in there, Ivy?" I asked. “We should prepare for the spell." She said, I grabbed her arm. “Can you at least tell me what you saw.. or.. or felt or something?" She looked down at the hand I held and tried to wiggle herself free. "Ayla.. I'd very much appreciate it if you let this go for now and let me focus on what's important.” She flickered her fingers and I suddenly felt a force pulling back. “Ouch." I released her hand to nurse my wrist. She had just indirectly confirmed what I had been on about and yet somehow, I was still the one being treated like I was imagining things.“Great then." Throwing my hands in the air out of frustration as I wa
Third person's pov The palace didn't look exactly as Ivy remembered it, the stone walls were not towering as they built on it, the gardens were not greener and filled with flowers almost covering the path to the forest where Aiden died. They were now silver banners dancing in the wind. The moment ivy stepped through the gates, something felt… heavier. There was a heavy gush of wind and it felt tense. She barely had the time to register it when Ayla called out to her, a familiar, soothing but more matured voice. “Ivy!” Ayla yelled as she fastened her pace towards her and threw her arms around her, burying her face into the crook of her neck and ivy did the same. to Ivy, Ayla looked almost the same even though her hair had grown longer and she had the feature of a parent. her eyes seems brighter and her she had increased in size. never in a thousand years would ivy imagine Ayla in floral gowns with her hair braided down to her waist. like she was those character fr
Third person's POVSeattle had become a home in ways Ivy had never expected.She hardly indulged in any spells or did anything with her magic except she needed to get water from the kitchen up to her room.Life was peaceful when it came to her living with Clara.Just having her around was the definition of peace. A smile formed on her lips the second Clara pulled her back against herself.She pressed a lingering kiss to Ivy's forehead and then watched the smile turn into a giggle. They had been dating since and recently engaged. Clara found peace in Ivy's presence and vice versa. “You've been thinking too much,” she murmured, trying to clear her mind about what happened the day before yesterday in her office. “The anniversary is tomorrow." She said, “And?" Clara shrugged lightly. “Well when you have a fiance who's known in six different countries, I guess a little anniversary can get you nervous." “Hmm" she pouted. “nothings going to go wrong, we are just going to get through
Ayla's POVKillian came rushing into the bathroom the second I screamed out his name. The mirror had shattered, its broken pieces littered on the bathroom floor. “What is it? What happened? Are you okay?" His gaze swept across the bathroom and as he carefully came to get me, avoiding all the broken glasses on the floor. I stared at the mirror blankly, my breathing ragged because frankly, I had just seen a ghost.How do I explain that I hadn't simply seen a reflection? I had seen… him. The darkness I believed we had buried years ago smiled at me and until I had Killian's arms around me, I struggled to steady my breath. "Hey breathe, breathe.”I looked up at him, my chest aching. "We need to check on the kids.” He stared at me confused, whispering tutorials on how I could steady myself. I held on to his arm. “We need to check on the kids, now." My babies. I could be hallucinating but I wasn't fucking deaf. My feet carried me down the hallways with Killian yelling behind me t
SEATTLE.Third person's pov Clara sat behind her marble desk. She had most of the things in the office refurnished, why? She was tired of staring at an item that belonged to Ayla and ended up in tears right in her office and when someone stepped in, she'd struggle to wipe those tears off. A picture frame of both of them on her table was vaguely enough.Luxurious Lara's was now officially the largest fashion company in the whole of the United States of America and literally everyone working with them were more foreign than native. And most times when she closed business deals, she thought of how photogenic Ayla was and how she would be the perfect figure to take business pictures like this. Clara took a deep breath, brushing away the strands of hair from her face. But there was no Elara. There was no El. There was only Ayla and Ayla didn't belong here, she belonged back home.Her phone rang for the second time today. She knew Ivy would be so pissed about her spending her time
Kallum's pov. The ritual was set. All we needed was Ayla. Her blood would seal the ritual. The blood of a lunaris wolf to complete everything. The power she would emit would enable us to fully surface and fully reign over every living creature. Including these measly humans. ‘SEATTLE’ I read.
Third person's pov Ivy didn't sleep till it was morning, she came down from her room around minutes past eight after getting prepared to see Erebus. She had made up her mind to try to pry information out of him about the Darkforce, even if it was the tiniest bit of it. “Are you going somewhere?”
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Third person's pov The news of the fashion tycoon stepping down was apparently everywhere. Ayla had wanted the attention shifted from her but that was not happening anytime soon. Meanwhile Clara had gone off to her private house. Though it didn't take long before Ivy came knocking at her front d







