LOGINAkira, a vulnerable omega, is brutally traded to the ruthless Lycan King, Kaidën, as a pawn in a game of power and loyalty. Forced into the arms of the merciless king, Akira expects a life of servitude and hardship instead she finds herself torn between two brothers: Kaidën, the powerful and dominant Lycan King, and Lyrien, his gentle and enigmatic brother. But when Akira makes a potion to save Kaiden’s life she becomes pressured and decides to flee the pack. With Lyrien by her side, Akira flees, embarking on a perilous journey to find safety and freedom but her escape is complicated by the fact that she was carrying Kaiden’s children in her womb. As Akira's pregnancy progresses, she begins to open up to Lyrein and gradually accept his love but things take a turn when she and her pups get abducted and the brothers team up to rescue her and the kids. After being rescued, Akira must confront the danger that comes with loving two brothers and wielding newly found yet unimaginable power.
View MoreAkira's POVThe manor felt different.Not colder.Not darker.Just... watched.Every candle flicker.Every shift of the air.Each heartbeat that was none of ours.The enemy had become part of the walls like it was part of the walls.We were passing through the corridor towards the war room and Lyra was clutching Kaiden by the arm. Her little fingers shook, yet there was some weird calmness in her eyes--as though a child were in the midst of a storm and still would not cry.Kaiden held her close to him as a kind of protection, but the strain emanating out of him was like a knife cutting marble.He branded you, he said, in a low voice. "He touched you with power. That in itself is a sign that he is audacious... or desperate.Lyra swallowed. "I didn't see his face. Just his... voice."The voice of Lyra was older than her years. Too old.There was something about that that
Akira's POV The monster did not explode out of me as I was afraid. It peeled out. Slowly. As though a shadow were being torn off its master at last after centuries. The air parted and its huge body, horned and winged, lifted behind me, gilded with molten silver. Pure hunger. Pure instinct. Pure ancient wrongness. It was neither quite flesh, nor quite mist. It was... identity. Heritage. A repetition of the original error the moon has made. And for the first time-- It looked at Kaiden. Not with hatred. Not with hunger. But with recognition. The Vale's mist recoiled. Souls flew like frightened birds. Even Lyrien reeled at the back, with his eyes open and his power quailing all about him. Kaiden didn't move. He was before me as a shield, as a barrier, as a wall, which could not f
Kiran's POV The council-room is too small to-night. Too many eyes. Too many questions in the air. Too much tension aching under my skin. And it all revolves round a single individual-- Lyra. She is standing next to Draven and her body is straight and steady, yet I am familiar with her to notice the crack under the surface. The minor contraction of her fingers. The manner in which she does not stare at me too long. The silent terror she attempts to conceal. My lover has a burden of her own, which should not have been hers. And time is wearing out me to save her. Elder Maelis says, bringing me to my senses, "Prince Kiran. "Your report?" I nod once, stepping forward. The southern barrier stood, and just. Whatever power is trying our arms is not doing so without purpose. There is a person who is organizing
Akira's POV The arms of Kaiden remained closely round my waist, as though it would be tantamount to letting the creature within me to crawl out of my body to grant it leave to creep back in. His warmth made its way through the cold of the Vale, yet it did not still the throb of the old power smouldering in my blood. It was awake. It was watching. It wanted him gone. The fog was shuddering about us like a terrified sea. Silver waves came and went, ebbed away in terror whenever the monster within me was excited. The souls, too--they that wander in the fog like wandering shadows--even they kept their distance, murmuring in the broken glass like wind. Lyrien, who was a few feet away, was heaving his chest, and still pale with all that he had just seen. He was gazing at Kaiden as though he were gazing at a madman who had decided to die in the most painful manner. You n
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