تسجيل الدخولDialaI watched her shrink into herself as visible fear slowly replaced that earlier surprise and shock on her face, and it gave me the deep satisfaction I had so badly craved, a smirk curling effortlessly onto my lips.“Your face is surely picturable. And I don’t mind getting one framed so I can always laugh over it,” I said to her, catching the subtle shift in her expression as my words sank in.“I thought you were different, friendly, and had a free, calming spirit that I could feel safe around. I thought I could trust you. That I had found a sister in you. But I guess I was wrong, you were this evil all along and already had bad instincts hidden behind that fake warmth you tried so hard to show,” her voice dripped with wounded confidence.Poor thing. Who goes through life believing everyone who smiles is kind at heart, just like those people who greeted her at the marketplace? I could still sense the deeply rooted hatred in some of them, the ones who bowed with fake smiles as they
Aurora He steps inside the cell, each step deliberate and intending to hurt, to bruise, causing fear to stir in my chest, but I didn't budge. I force myself to remain still, holding onto a fragile sense of calm as he closes the distance between us, crouching slightly to meet my level.His scent, a wildflower mixed with cedar and something else unmistakenly dark and ancient, filled my nostrils and stirred something unfamiliar within me.My breath catches in my throat and makes every ounce of confidence slip away quietly, leaving behind a cold wake.He leans in, and I try to step backwards, but the chains immediately dig into my skin, the pain sharp and piercing, a low groan slipping through me, making my attempt to pull away impossible.His lips finally brush the nape of my neck, and I shiver at the warmth they carry.“My seer was right after all,” his low baritone voice drops as the smirk on his lips darkens. “And you are one big obstacle to be dealt with accordingly.” He adds as he
AuroraThere's darkness, total darkness, as Keira is low in my head. I can feel my head throbbing and my body weak against a cold, hard surface.I whimpered slightly, trying to force my eyes open, but I couldn't. It felt as though my eyelids were sealed shut, heavy, stiff, and aching. Still, I didn’t stop, even as pain shot through me once again.I pushed harder, forcing them open until my vision finally gave in. At first, everything was faint and blurred, but slowly, the world began to pull itself into focus.An iron-barred door stood before me, its surface coated in silver paint. A large silver padlock hung firmly at its base, while the concrete floor stretched endlessly beneath me.“Damian,” I called out, but there was no response.Nothing made sense as I struggled to understand what was happening, why I was so cold, why iron chains restrained me, and why Damian didn’t answer my call.When I tried to turn, realization struck, I was lying flat against the freezing concrete floor, an
DamianI'm pissed off as the elders are suggesting we interrogate the warriors once they are discharged, instead of considering that it might have something to do with a third party.“You forget so quickly that Darkshades isn't known to harbor harmful drugs that could be detrimental to one's health, unless someone had deliberately smuggled those into our territory,” I said to the council of elders as they struggled, and failed, to see things from my standpoint.“In as much as we acknowledge that you are making a valid point, it's not in our best interest to begin pointing accusing fingers at a ghost figure we are not yet certain exists. It would be wiser if we await the warriors' discharge. Once that is done, we can proceed with questioning, and then perhaps we will understand how they came into contact with such substances,” Elder Thomas, one of the newly inaugurated elders, said, and the others nodded in agreement.“We are aware that a lot has happened during and after your transfer
DialaWhen I felt Liam’s undeniable presence, I felt a skip in my pulse. No, not because I was afraid of him, but damn… what was Liam doing in this part of Darkshades?Why was he so close to Damian again? I thought I had been informed the two never worked together after that incident four years ago. So what changed?Why did it have to be at a time like this?But I’m not putting off my disgust. Instead, I tightened my expression and faced him. I knew the potion couldn’t have worked strongly on him like it never did on Damian, judging by their strong Alpha blood, but damn, Liam of all people can't mess with my plans.He can’t mess with this opportunity I had waited so long for. He can’t toy around with what he had put so much of his hands into crafting.But when he reminded me of those moments I never wished to remember, I felt something dangerous twisting in my chest. He was a damn asshole, and a pathetic one at that. I wanted to smash my arms across his face mercilessly until it dripp
LiamI’m waiting at the training section with the shields and swords, my eyes sweeping across the different training equipment, ranging from the sharp shields, the glistening swords, the combat armors, the boots, and so many other pieces of equipment I can’t even begin to list.Even as my mind is pissed up at what exactly I’m doing here, something still troubles me. Yes… not the issue with the guards, but something else, something I thought too deceptive to be real.Having an occurrence of hard drugs among the warriors isn’t something that was common in any part of Darkshades. Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t my territory, so I should never concern myself with it, but then again, such levels of drugs were only distributed secretly in my club.No other clubs handled such highly concentrated drugs, and that alone makes me start thinking, how the hell were mere warriors given the privilege to travel several miles away from their duty just to get their hands on them?It doesn’t even make se
AuroraAs I stepped out of my room and made my way toward the kitchen to assist with whatever was needed for the day, I couldn't help but feel the uneasy tension in the air.At first, it didn’t truly register, didn’t quite pull at my awareness, until I felt it, those same eyes, trailing over me wit
DamianMy line of thought soon drifted when Dad began softly, as if taking his time to fully process every detail like he hadn't already done before this gathering.Dad. Always his ways. That cold, dominant, ruthless Alpha of Darkshades, that ruled the kingdoms with great precision. Feared by all,
AuroraI don't know how I made it to the kitchen, but I did. The kitchen stretched out empty. The dishes were all carried out. The omegas were nowhere in view. Even Mia wasn't in sight. The silence felt unnatural, pressing in on me from all sides… except for the chaos inside my chest.It kept beati
LiamSo Damian found his fated mate two years ago and I'm unaware? Then I'm certainly lagging behind on some details.I'm sure it probably wouldn’t be HER from four years ago. My curiosity piqued, and suddenly I want to meet this fated mate of his.I would love to explore something between those th







