BlakeDropping to the ground as I feel my bond with Savage break. I yell and pound the ground in pain and anger. “Why did she have to leave us?”In the midst of my anguish, a sudden hush falls over the clearing, as if nature itself holds its breath in reverence for the profound loss that has befallen them. The air grows heavy with sorrow, and the leaves of the surrounding trees seem to droop in mourning alongside me.As I kneel here, tears streaming down my face, a soft rustling catches my attention. Turning my head, I see a figure standing at the edge of the clearing, bathed in a gentle ethereal light. It is a figure I thought I would never see again, a figure that fills my heart with both longing and hope.“Savage…” I whisper, my voice barely more than a breath, as I gaze at her in wonder. She stands before him, her eyes filled with love and understanding, a faint smile playing on her lips.“My dear Blake,” Savage says, her voice a balm to my broken spirit. “I did not leave you; my
Levi “Why Savage? We could have found another way.” I yell in anguish as our mating bond breaks as I watch her die in front of me.My voice echoes through the clearing, my heartrending cry piercing the silence of the night. The agony of losing Savage, the one who had been his partner in every sense of the word, threatened to consume him whole. The bond they shared, once strong and unbreakable, now lay shattered at my feet, leaving me feeling raw and exposed in its absence.As I kneel beside Savage's lifeless body, a maelstrom of emotions churned inside me—grief, guilt, and an overwhelming sense of emptiness that seems to swallow me whole. I reach out a trembling hand to touch her cold cheek, my fingers lingering on her still form, as if unwilling to let go.“Why did it have to end like this?” I whisper hoarsely, my voice filled with anguish and regret. “We were supposed to grow old together, to watch our children thrive under your guidance. How can I face this world without you by my
SavageOpening my eyes with a cry as the pain of leaving my mates and my babies behind tears through my body.“Goddess, please, let me return!” I cry out as I fall to my knees.“I am sorry, Savage. The forces that govern life and death are beyond my reach.” She explains softly as she wraps her arms around me.“How do I return to them?” I whimper out as I replay the battle and all my beings taking over. To me, getting to see each of my mates once last time.“You must seek the one who creates and takes life.” She whispers to me while looking around.As I gaze at the vast expanse of the realm beyond, feeling the weight of my loss pressing down on me, a determination ignites within me. I know what I have to do. Clenching my fists, I stand up, my resolve hardening with each passing moment.“I will find the one who creates and takes life,” I declare with a newfound sense of purpose. The Goddess nodding solemnly, her eyes full of both pity and admiration for my unwavering determination.With
Savage“…the vampire and the demon,” I declare, my voice steady despite the weight of my choice, but both beings agree, “It’s our time to go.” The figure nods solemnly, the veil of light around them pulsing with an otherworldly energy.“Very well,” they speak, their voice echoing through the realm. “To rid yourself of the vampire and the demon within, you must travel to the realms of darkness and fire, face the trials that await you, and emerge victorious to claim your destiny as the grand Luna. You will find two gods that will rip them from your body, which will be the worst pain you have ever imagined. Are you prepared?”With a resolute nod, I steel myself for the challenges that lay ahead. The figure before me shimmers and dissolves into a shower of light, guiding me towards the first realm on my journey—the realm of darkness. As I step through the veil that separates the realms, a wave of cold washes over me, chilling me to the bone.The landscape of the realm of darkness is cloak
SavageWith the demons of darkness and fire expelled from my body, I find myself standing at the entrance of a towering crystal spire, its facets reflecting the colors of the realm. The figure that had guided me through this ordeal earlier reappears, their voice echoing through the air.“Congratulations, grand Luna,” they say. “You have conquered the realms of darkness and fire, and now, you must traverse the labyrinth of time to find the last god who will sever the last threads binding your past to your present. The road ahead will be fraught with trials and obstacles, but I shall guide you from a safe distance.”With renewed vigor, I step into the spire, only to find myself suddenly transported through a veil of shimmering crystals, each reflecting an image of my past. I am once again in the dark fortress, the corridors twisting and turning before me like a maze of memories. Shadows dance along the walls, whispering secrets that send shivers down my spine. I push forward, determinat
It has been three long years since Savage had died to bring our daughter Alena home to her triplet siblings and family. The years have passed in a blur of joy and sorrow, the memories of Savage forever etched in the hearts of Levi, Adrian, and Blake. Alena, Samantha, and Dominik have grown into resilient toddlers, their bond as triplets unbreakable despite the loss that has marked their childhood. Levi stands on the cliff overlooking the clearing where he had last seen Savage, the evening sun casting a warm glow over the landscape. Adrian and Blake stand by his side, a silent tribute to the love they had shared with their fallen mate. As they watch the sunset, a familiar presence stirs in the air. A soft breeze ruffles their hair, carrying with it a whisper of laughter that seems to echo from beyond the veil of the physical world. Levi, Adrian, and Blake exchange knowing glances, a smile tugging at their lips as they feel Savage's spirit among them once more. Savage's ethereal pre
“Rise and shine, it's time to start your day and get ready for school,” mom softly utters as she gently massages my back to wake me up. Reluctantly, I shift to my side and meet my mom's gaze, murmuring, “I really don't want to go to school today, mom. I'm not feeling well.”Concern etched on her face, mom places the back of her hand on my forehead and asks, “What's the matter, sweetheart? You don't have a fever.” Tears welling up in my eyes, I confess, “My stomach is aching, and I have a bad feeling about today.”“Honey, everything will be ok, I promise,” Mom whispers as she kisses me on the forehead. “Now get up, birthday girl. I made your favorite breakfast of blueberry and banana crepes, along with french vanilla coffee.” Just the thought of food makes my stomach grumble, causing me to squeak before we both start laughing. “Looks like your stomach agrees. Now up with you,” mom demands with a laugh while standing up and heading out of my room. Groaning, I glance at the clock an
Reaching the school, I pull my cellphone out and text mom, “Made it to school with Clair. Going to her house after school to get ready for the party.” Mom, “Sounds good, sweetheart. Hopefully, you feel better before then. Dad and I will meet you ladies there.” “Sounds good, mom! I love you, and thank you for breakfast. Sorry, I didn't eat more of it. I am just feeling off today.” I reply to her text before putting my phone in my pocket and walking into the building. Welcome to Obsidian High School, where only those in sports are important, or so cheerleaders and jocks think. As I approach my locker, I take a moment to inhale deeply, preparing myself for the day ahead. Retrieving the necessary books and supplies for my morning classes, I suddenly feel a wave of unease wash over me. Sensing their piercing gazes, I pause and take another calming breath. However, before I can even react, the notorious “slut squad” surrounds me, led by Wendy, who can't help but mockingly remar