Two alpha males. One forbidden siren. A bond that breaks every rule. Althea Lake has always known she was dangerous. As a siren, her beauty and voice were crafted by nature to lure powerful mates—and in a world ruled by dominance and legacy, sirens are both coveted and feared. Desired by kings, claimed by titans, and whispered about in secret, they are walking temptation. But Althea isn’t hunting for power. She’s hiding from it. That is, until fate brings her face-to-face with the two most dangerous—and unclaimed—males in the supernatural world. Cassian Morningstar, the Demon King of the underworld and a cold-blooded CEO by day, built his empire with ruthless control. Xanden Moon, a deadly fae warrior and Cassian’s co-ruler, is known for his loyalty, precision, and barely leashed violence. Neither has ever found their fated mate. Until her. Althea is theirs. The bond is undeniable. But a siren having two mates? Unheard of. Forbidden. And potentially catastrophic for the balance of power in their world. Torn between her fear of being claimed and the impossible heat pulling them together, Althea must decide whether to resist her nature—or surrender to a destiny that could consume them all. In a world of magic, power, and primal instincts… some rules were made to be broken.
View MoreRosie are you sure eating ice cream at 8 in the morning is a good idea?"Anne asked her 8 year old sister,for what felt like the fiftieth time in 10 minutes.
"Yes Anne,you worry too much,Dave said he's going to drive me to ice palace" Rosie replied,sighing with a frustrated look on her face. Anne still didn't want them to leave,especially because Dave her boyfriend would leave her also and she would be in the house all alone,listening to the sound of the snow falling in the streets."You also know that its snowing right,and the roads will be icy," Rosie rolled her eyes and placed her hands into her sister's."If you had listened to the news,which I did,you'd have known that the roads are cleared now for movement. That's even why Dave and I want to go out to celebrate, if not for you being a kill joy,you could also follow us on our journey,"she talked like she was some sassy teenager who was going through adolescence or something.The door handle rattled and opened as Dave made his way over to were they both stood. Smiling,he pecked Rosie on the head and kissed Rosie slightly.
"Eeeeeew,it would be nicer if you guys don't do that in my face,"Rosie said making a gagging sound."I'm going to put on my boots and I'll be ready,while you try to convince your girlfriend that everything will be alright."After Rosie and Dave left for ice cream palace,Anne kept having a painful feeling in her chest,she thought it was because of the stress she'd been through in the past week,she was building a nanny agency,it was what her mum would have wanted her to do.
Still feeling the pain,she went off to sleep,maybe they'd be out for an hour,she thought.Anne was woken up from her dreams of meeting her parents,by the ringing of her phone. Rushing to get back to bed,she picked the call without checking who it was.
"Are you Anne McClure?" A deep voice from the other side of the phone asked. At those words she got scared,thinking of the possibility of things that could happen,her main focus was on the agency she was building. "Y...yes I am,who's this?" she squeaked. "I didn't call you for introduction, your sister,Rosie McClure and a man,Davis Greene,were involved in a car accident,we you to come over to Bareville hospital,now," Anne started shivering, it was like the heaters were not working. Then in a minute,her brain started functioning again. She picked up her coat,wore her boots,grabbed her car keys and bolted out of the house.Throughout the journey,tears were seeping down her cheeks,as she prayed silently for them to be fine, "This is all my fault,I should have kept on persuading Rosie from going out," she whispered silently.She waltzed,into the reception, her eyes going all around.Noticing a nurse in uniform,she said
"I'm Anne McClure,my sister was brought in some minutes ago,it was a road accident," the nurse's face rose in recognition, before,her face fell. "Sorry for the losses ma'am" "Losses?,what losses?"her voice shook in horror as hot tears ran down her face "Rosie and Dave are dead ma'am,"the nurse said sadly. Anne fainted.☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
So this is my first chapter,i hope you liked it. Tho its a little bit short
It's a prologue though,so....Please comment and vote.The night stretched long, cloaked in silence and thick with the smell of blood and burned magic. Althea knelt beside Xanden’s motionless body, her palms glowing faintly with healing light. The warmth barely touched his skin anymore. Cassian hovered nearby, his own power spent and fractured, eyes rimmed red from exhaustion and fear.“He’s not responding,” she whispered, her voice hollow. “I don’t understand… I should be able to—”Cassian ran a hand through his hair, pacing. “You’re pouring too much into him. He’s not rejecting the healing—he’s… hiding. Or something in him is.”Althea turned toward him, her face streaked with tears and fury. “You think he wants to be like this?”“No,” Cassian said, kneeling beside her again. “I think something won’t let him wake up. Something old. Something we unleashed.”They had tried everything. Spells ancient and forbidden. Potions, runes, chants. But Xanden remained still, his face pale, breath slow and strained. The light in him flickered like a c
Long ago, before the Council’s rise and before even the Bloodlines fractured…The cavern was silent but alive—breathing shadows across stone carved in tongues long forgotten. Evelyn knelt before the altar, her palms bloodied from the rites, her lips trembling with the ancient words she barely understood but had memorized with sacred precision. Her breath frosted in the damp, pulsing air. The silence had teeth here. Hunger. Power.“You come seeking what does not belong to mortals,” the voice finally echoed, neither male nor female, but infinite. It scraped at her bones, yet wrapped her in something sinfully soft.“I seek justice,” Evelyn whispered. “And vengeance. Power enough to make them pay.”“At what cost, child of ash and blood?”“Whatever it takes.”The shadows peeled themselves from the walls. A figure stepped forth—faceless, limbless in any true form, and yet it moved like smoke and moonlight. Ancient. Terrible.“Then we shall bind,” it said. “You shall carry My will in your bl
The air in the sanctum was heavy with age-old magic. The walls pulsed softly with a bluish hue, the ancient runes carved into the stone flickering to life as Althea stepped forward, Cassian and Xanden flanking her. Their bond shimmered between them—visible now, like a thread of starlight braided with their energies.But just as her foot crossed the inner threshold of the deeper chamber, the magic stuttered.The runes flared—then died.All three froze.From behind them, a deafening clack echoed as the sanctum doors slammed shut on their own. Seals flared across the entrance, ancient and binding. They were locked in.Cassian drew his blade instinctively. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”Althea turned slowly, eyes narrowed. “This chamber was designed to test the blood of the first lines. Only the worthy are meant to pass.”Xanden stepped forward, brows drawn. “Unless someone… rewrote the rules.”And that’s when they heard it—a low hiss, like a serpent slithering across marble.From the
Silence rang louder than any war cry.The council chambers stood frozen, stunned into speechlessness. Magic still shimmered in the air like aftershocks from an earthquake, the stone walls pulsing faintly with the echo of what had just transpired. Althea stood at the center, flanked by Cassian and Xanden, the bond between them tangible, radiant. Their hands were locked—her body still recovering, but her spirit whole.High Chancellor Virel was the first to speak, though his voice cracked like brittle parchment.“This—this display was not sanctioned. To summon your bonded mid-trial is a violation of—”“Of what?” Cassian’s voice was velvet and venom. “The law that left her bleeding in a pit like prey? The law that shackles strength instead of honoring it?”Xanden’s stare could’ve melted stone. “She completed your trials. She endured. And she rose.”Althea stepped forward, a faint glow beneath her skin. “What you witnessed wasn’t interference. It was the bond fulfilling itself. You demande
Cassian’s POV The second the final barrier fell, I didn’t wait for permission. I shattered the doorway with a blast of fire-laced shadow, the walls cracking under the force of my rage and relief. She was there—kneeling, breathless, glowing like something divine. Her skin was damp with sweat, her lips trembling, her body marked in shimmering runes of siren magic and raw power. I didn’t care if the Council watched. I didn’t care if the gods watched. I dropped to my knees and pulled her into my arms like I’d never let go again. “You did it,” I whispered against her temple. “You did it, Althea.” Her breath hitched, and I felt her crumble—just a little—into me. Then Xanden was there, kneeling on her other side, brushing her hair from her face with a tenderness that made something in me ache. “You’re not alone,” he said softly. “Not now. Not ever.” She looked up at both of us, her voice rough with exhaustion and emotion. “I thought I lost you. I thought I’d drown in it.” “You ar
Althea POV They dressed me in white.Of all the cruel little choices they could’ve made, that one was the most pointed. The gown was silk-thin and sleeveless, slit high to the thigh, bare down the back. Innocent on the surface. A virginal contrast to the storm I carried in my blood.My feet were bare. My power was not.Cassian and Xanden were kept out of the chamber, their magic sealed behind a barrier of shimmering black wards. I couldn’t hear them. Couldn’t feel them. That alone was enough to make my rage simmer.The Council didn’t speak as I entered. Their gazes slid over me like razors. Nine thrones, nine judgments wrapped in silk and shadows.High Lord Thaniel smiled like a viper. “You’re looking well, Lady Lake.”I said nothing.“You understand,” Lysarien said, stepping forward, “that the Trial is not merely to determine your power, but your alignment. Harmony is not about strength. It is about restraint.”I raised a brow. “You’re trying to figure out if I’ll burn the world dow
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