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SKYLA. I’m living in a nightmare I want to wake up from. One where my body is no longer mine. Blinding lightning flashes outside and the bang of thunder follows as the entire place is plunged into darkness. I hope with all my heart that Royce felt my pain and knows something is wrong, not that I want him in pain, but I need him to know I need him. Yeah, this is me, the useless Lycan princess who can’t even protect anyone else, let alone herself. Aleric caresses my cheek, and I can’t even pull away. His touch disgusts me. Yes, the sparks of the dulled bond are there and I thank the heavens that Royce and I marked one another. Our bond has lessened the effects of my bond with Aleric, but even if we hadn’t marked one another, this man has nothing to draw me to him. A thousand fucking bonds wouldn’t be enough, but… whatever this shit is, it’s powerful, and it’s made me into his fucking puppet. I force myself to shift, to do anything! Just to get him away from me! Move, fuck, Skyla!
SKYLA. He smiles as he pulls back. “You were born to be darkness, to be by my side in this vision of the future. Do you understand?” he hums. No! I don’t care if there’s darkness in me. I am not evil. I will never kill them. I will never hurt them. I won’t. Royce… please… “Of course, I understand.” I scoff, surprising even myself at how normal I sound. Royce! Fuck! Dad! Mama! Bastet! Where are you? Dante… please… ‘Avoid him…’ Bastet’s words from earlier make my stomach flip. ‘You will destroy him.’ Dante’s chilling words also return with vengeance, and it suddenly feels hard to breathe. What have I done? Please help me, someone… anybody… “Sky!” My heart leaps as Royce’s voice reaches my ear and I turn far slower than my mind wants me to. He’s here! “Remember what you need to do,” Aleric whispers, caressing my cheek before he slides his arm around my waist and, to my horror, I place my hand on his chest. Don’t touch me! Fuck, I don’t want to touch you! I feel sick b
ROYCE. I don’t know what to think or make out of it. There’s no sign that she’s in distress… aside from the severe pain I had felt earlier for a few moments. Other than that, she’s herself… she’s calm… she’s… No. I don’t believe that. I don’t know how, but there’s something really damn wrong. The moment she rejected me, the pain that I felt in my heart was far more excruciating than the pain from the bond breaking. She can’t leave me. I don’t believe she would. Willingly. I won’t believe it. He’s fucking done something to make her say that. Maybe it’s blackmail, maybe it’s something else, but if he’s fucking dead, he won’t be able to do anything… or so I thought until she jumped in front of him… My head is now spinning as I stand there helplessly as he shields them with fire as she marks him. She fucking marked him. I touch my neck, wishing this is nothing more than a trick of my mind. This cannot be real. “Sky…” I call her again, but she doesn’t even bat an eyelid. No….
ROYCE. My heart thuds as I turn sharply to look at Skyla as gasps flitter through the room. ‘You raped me.’ Those words echo violently on repeat in my mind. There are tears in her eyes as she stares at me, “You forcefully marked me…” “How is that possible? Child, think, you were both happy. I was witness to that when you came to America!” Grandad says, but I know it’s futile. She shakes her head, clutching her neck. “No. Even now, do you guys not see the state of my dress?! The state I’m in… He did this to me! He tried to assault me again. Aleric protected me.” Her voice breaks and she's clearly distraught. Fuck. To be accused of that… It’s… “Skyla!” Charlotte shouts, shocked, but I raise my finger, shaking my head at her to remain silent. “What have you done to her?” I hiss, squeezing Aleric’s neck. My claws dig into him, the smell of his blood only fuelling my rage. It overpowers anything else and I have never felt the intent to kill someone so strongly as I do right now.
ROYCE. “Fine by me,” I reply. Just then, Mom and Winona enter the hall. There’s no sign of Marcel or Dad but the blood on Mom’s clothes makes me scan her over. She looks ok. What happened? “Then what do the people say?” Aleric says scanning the crowd. “I don’t give a fuck what people say. I know my daughter and you are not the fucking one for her.” “But I am her mate! Fated mate! You have no right to stop me from being with my mate, Alpha King Alejandro.” Aleric says. “Because I-” Alejandro begins. “Dad, stop it!” Sky shouts. I don’t want her doing that to her father… they’ve only recently come to an understanding. “Fated mate or not, she’ll always be mine. She chose me, and as much as I belong to her, she belongs to the Solaris King.” I say confidently, not caring how arrogant I sound. “How dare you!” Aleric snarls. “I demand you accept her rejection and back the fuck off, or I won’t hold back from killing you either.” I smirk coldly. “If you will succeed.” “Try me!” “Bu
LEO. That was a fucking shitshow. We’ve all returned to Alejandro’s mansion, and Sky’s gone storming to her bedroom. But it’s being fucking watched and right now, Kataleya and Azura are with her. The door to the bedroom is open and I’ve also wired up some cameras, which the women will keep an eye on to see if she does any weird shit. I don’t trust her unattended, not at all… there was some fucking communication that the bastard had with her before he left. Delsanra’s busy casting spells around the place, although I don’t know how strong they will be. I mean, what went down at the venue made It fucking clear that there is bigger shit involved. Raihana and Chris are at the coven with the Arden twins, with four of my most trusted men. Alejandro also sent some of his own men, including Azura’s brother Atlas. Catherine and Charlotte are also here since Winona asked them to come and with everything going on, I think her mom needs the support. Ken’s in the fucking cells here at this p
ROYCE. ‘He raped me.’ I frown, trying to push those words away. There are many things I’d thought I could be accused of but not that… ‘He forcefully marked me!’ ‘He did this to me!’ I place my head in my hands, trying to calm the pain that claws at my chest. How is she doing? I know he’s done something to her, and what hurts the fucking most is she is having to go through this. Is she conscious inside of her mind? Is she hearing what she’s saying? For her sake, I hope not, because this is just going to make her feel even worse… Fuck, I need to save her! Instead, I’m sitting in this prison… Are they really mates, or is he playing some sort of sick game with her? I have never wanted to kill someone before as much as I do now, and I don’t care that he’s my brother. I don’t care for his fucking reasonings, but what I do care about is the fucking twisted games he’s fucking playing with Skyla! If he wants to hurt me, then he should fucking target me, not her. My aura surges, sl
ROYCE. It isn’t hard to find where Aleric is being held. The power that I can feel radiating from the northern side is intense and when I burst through the entrance of a hallway similar to the one where I was held, I can smell him. Past the witches that are watching him, and despite the commotion, as some try to stop me and others on edge at the sound of Raihana’s scream that travels through the halls, the emotions and nerves are heightening. I come to an abrupt halt, raising my hand to show them I’m not here to fight, but what truly gets to me is the fact that nothing is out of place. Nothing is going on here. Aleric is simply sitting there, past the barriers that hold him hostage, with his head in his hands. “Royce Arden, surrender!” Magdalene’s voice comes from behind me. Even the sound of her approaching was silent. I glance back at the woman that stands in the entrance but doesn’t respond, before looking back at Aleric, who now raises his head. Curiosity in his eyes. Wha