Se connecter"She is a fool. It was as easy as fucking." Lucien smirked and my heart started to pound heavily against my chest, especially when he began advancing towards me with murderous intent. What was going on? What did they mean by their words? "L-Lucien, why is she h-here?" I choked as he reached forward to grab me by the neck. Malia laughed as I struggled to breathe, my airways being blocked as Lucien tightened his grip on my neck. He raised me up over the cliff and I was dangling in the air, a feeling of dread going through me as I could see my death. I kicked and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to let me go when he flung me against the nearest tree hard. I coughed blood as I crashed into the tree heavily, my body hurting as I collapsed to the floor. I tried to talk but my mouth felt too heavy, my eyes widening in disbelief as I watched Lucien bring out a sharp knife. He opened my mouth and brought out my tongue while Malia kept laughing, pointing at me with a smug look on her face. I was still confused. What was going on? Was Lucien being controlled? "I reject you, Nadia, as my mate and future Luna," He growled as he sliced my tongue off.
Voir plusNadia's pov.
It hasn't been a month since my mother's death, and Dad was already remarried to an heiress, old enough to be his daughter, and now on my wedding eve, I watched in awe as my fiancée thrust into her roughly.
"L-Lucien." I stammered, startling them. I watched as he tore away from Malia, my father's new bride, and tried advancing towards me.
"Nadia." He called gently, wanting to touch me, but I slapped his hand away, tears burning my eyes as I watched his expression tighten.
Malia looked nonchalant as she relaxed against the bed. I turned away and ran out of the room, sniffing.
'Why?' I pondered, feeling my heart tighten in pain when I felt someone grab me by the arm. I turned to see it was Lucien, clad in only pants.
"It's not what you think." He tried explaining but the tears just rolled down my cheeks.
Lucien and I had been childhood friends since we were born, not only that, we were engaged and luckily, when I turned 18, he turned out to be my mate.
After my mother's death, he became everything to me. I didn't mind Malia stealing my father from me since Dad never really cared about me. His dislike for me grew when I was announced as mum's heir, rather than him.
And now, Lucien just betrayed me? Dad needs to know this.
"Let me go. I need to report what I just witnessed to my father." I struggled, taking my eyes to the ground. I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes right now.
"Never." His grip on my wrists tightened, and I bit my lower lip hard.
"Just hear me out." He began and I looked into his bright, golden eyes, one of the features about him that made me fall in love with him.
"I was drugged. Malia offered me a drink as a means of new bonds and before I knew it, I was all over her." He explained and my guts screamed at me, that he was lying.
But as he reached forward to cup my cheeks, leaning forward to kiss me on the lips, my senses became scattered and I found myself kissing him back.
He wrapped his hand around my waist and drew me closer to him. I breathed into his manly, vanilla scent and felt intoxicated, my wolf purring in my head.
"I am sorry. Please forgive me." He broke the kiss and when I opened my eyes, I thought I saw a tear escape his eyes and nodded.
"Please don't ever hurt me like that again," I whispered and he smiled, leaning forward to peck me on the forehead.
"You can trust me." He hugged me and I buried my head into his chest, feeling the pain lessening.
Lucien already explained. Malia drugged him and I wouldn't be surprised that she could stoop that low. I mean, she is the same woman who has tried to compete with me in every way possible.
She was probably annoyed that I didn't care about her hanging on to my dad anymore and decided to go after Lucien, the man after my own heart, the man I shall get married to, tomorrow.
"I still need to report to Daddy; he has to know the type of snake he brought into our household," I told Lucien, whose golden eyes seemed to spark with fury.
It obviously couldn't be towards me. Perhaps he was annoyed, that Malia played him for a fool.
"Alright, I will come with you but first, I need to show you something." Lucien winked at me and started dragging me outside the palace.
"What?" I laughed, clinging to his arm and he chuckled.
"It's a surprise, you would be blown out of your mind." He touched my nose and I nodded, feeling excitement brimming in me.
I couldn't wait to see what it was. The full moon was out tonight so could it be a romantic dinner?
Lucien led me to a cliff and when I looked around, it was all dark and silent. No candlelight dinner or even fireflies.
"Lucien, did you miss the way?" I turned to ask him only to see Malia emerging from the shadows, the side of her lips curling into a smirk as her silver orbs met mine.
"I never thought you could bring her here, especially after she caught us together." She nudged Lucien, who burst into maniacal laughter that sent shivers down my spine.
"She is a fool. It was as easy as fucking." Lucien smirked and my heart started to pound heavily against my chest, especially when he began advancing towards me with murderous intent.
What was going on? What did they mean by their words?
"L-Lucien, why is she h-here?" I choked as he reached forward to grab me by the neck.
Malia laughed as I struggled to breathe, my airways being blocked as Lucien tightened his grip on my neck.
He raised me up over the cliff and I was dangling in the air, a feeling of dread going through me as I could see my death.
I kicked and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to let me go when he flung me against the nearest tree hard.
I coughed blood as I crashed into the tree heavily, my body hurting as I collapsed to the floor.
I tried to talk but my mouth felt too heavy, my eyes widening in disbelief as I watched Lucien bring out a sharp knife.
He opened my mouth and brought out my tongue while Malia kept laughing, pointing at me with a smug look on her face.
I was still confused. What was going on? Was Lucien being controlled?
"I reject you, Nadia, as my mate and future Luna," He growled as he sliced my tongue off.
My mouth burned, blood gushing out as my heart shattered into multiple pieces. I couldn't scream, I could feel my strength draining especially when he kicked me off the cliff.
I fell repeatedly for minutes and finally got smashed against a rock, my bones shattering as the world disappeared from my vision.
Nadia's POVThe valley was quiet.Three days had passed since the battle. Three days of tending wounds, burying the dead, and trying to forget the screams. The hot spring still bubbled. The golden trees still glowed. But the valley felt different now. Smaller. Heavier. Like it was holding its breath.Today, we buried my father.Elias's body had been washed and wrapped in white linen, the way the Dawnfire honored their dead. His hands were folded across his chest. . He looked peaceful. Younger than he had in years.We buried him at the heart of the Hidden Spring. The place he had loved most. The place where he had first held me after my rebirth. The place where he had taught me to sing.I stood at the head of the grave, Lyra in my arms. Noah stood on my left, his hand on my shoulder. Neal stood on my right, his hand on my other shoulder. Gaius and Eleanor were behind me, holding each other. Kael was there, still pale from his wounds, leaning on a crutch."He was not perfect," I said.
Nadia's POVMaya was on her knees.Her dark magic was gone. Her stolen souls were gone. Her curses, her tendrils, her centuries of collected power, all of it had shattered against my light. She was empty. Hollow. Just a woman in a torn dress, her golden hair tangled with dirt, her blue eyes wide with fear.But she was still alive. Still breathing. Still dangerous."Kill me," she whispered. "Get it over with."I stood over her, the silver light still blazing on my arms, my voice still humming in my throat. Noah and Neal were behind me, their hands on my shoulders, their strength flowing through the bond. The triad was one. The triad was strong.But I did not raise my hand. I did not sing."Why are you waiting?" Maya asked. Her voice cracked. "You have won. Finish it.""Because killing you is not enough," I said."Then what do you want? An apology? An explanation? I did what I had to do to survive. The Council made me into this. I never asked to be a weapon.""No," I said. "You didn't."
Nadia's POVElias's body was still warm.I knelt beside him, his hand in mine, his blood soaking into the ground. The world moved around me, warriors shouting, wounded moaning, the distant sound of the Council's army retreating, but I heard none of it. There was only my father. His still face. His closed eyes. The gaping wound in his chest where the green fire had burned through.He was gone.The man who had held me when I was reborn. Who had taught me about the Dawnfire. Who had fought beside me against Maya. Who had betrayed me, yes. Who had lied and hidden and run. But also who had come back. Who had knelt before me and begged for a chance to make things right. Who had thrown himself between Maya's fire and the healing tents. Between Maya's fire and my daughter."He is gone," I whispered.Eleanor knelt beside me. Her hand was on my shoulder. "Nadia, we need to move. The Council could regroup–""He is gone.""I know. I am sorry."The words did not reach me. They bounced off somethin
Nadia's POVThe world stopped.Not literally. The battle still raged. Warriors still fought and died. The sky was still red with dawn and blood. But for me, everything froze. The green fire faded. The screaming faded. The clashing of swords faded.There was only Elias. On the ground. Bleeding.I felt it through the blood bond. A tearing. A ripping. A coldness spreading through my chest like ice. My father was dying."No," I whispered.I ran.My legs were weak. My body was still recovering from the birth. But I ran. Down the rise, through the camp, past the healing tents. Lyra bounced against my chest in the sling, her eyes wide, her tiny fists clenched."Nadia, stop!" Eleanor screamed behind me.I did not stop.I reached Elias just as the assassin raised his blade for another strike. A Council agent, clad in black, his face hidden behind a mask. The same green fire that had felled Elias still crackled on his hands."Get away from him!" I shrieked.The assassin turned. His eyes met min
Nadia's pov Neal shrugged off his leather jacket and spread it on the ground for me. “Sit. Rest.”I was so tired. My body felt heavy. I sat on the jacket and leaned back against the cold cave wall. Neal sat beside me, not touching, but so close I could feel his warmth.“We should sleep in turns,”
Nadia’s POVThe woods swallowed us whole.One moment, the cold stone of the chapel was under my feet. The next, there was only dirt and moss and a darkness so thick it felt like a living thing. Neal’s hand was a burning brand around mine, the only thing that felt real. We didn’t run. Running made n
Noah's POVThe feast was over, but the feeling in my gut wasn't. It was a cold, hard knot. Valerie's face at the table kept flashing in my mind. The way she’d gone white as a sheet. The way her eyes had looked through all of us, like she was seeing a nightmare right there in the hall.I was in my s
Nadia's POVThe walls were closing in. I could feel them.It started the morning after the feast. I went to the healer’s hut, like I always did, to help . But two warriors were standing outside the door. Kael’s men.“Healer is busy,” one said, not looking at my face. His voice was flat. “No visito
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