LOGINTHIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Everyone in the clearing stood in silence, most of them had tears in their eyes listening to the eternal love of Seraphina and Ronan. “Then why…” Asher and Finn started locking eyes with each other, “Why do I feel as if I witnessed everything with my own eyes?” They finished in unison, their voices shaking with the realization of something deep. Aran and Felix looked at them as Aran revealed to Finn, "Because you were Blood Petal’s keeper, Alpha Finn. You were the demonic energy in that flower garden for thousands of years that was also attached to Blood Petal. You have no relation to her but it seems she had subconsciously created a connection with you. More like a friend. You never appeared in physical form but you were always there for her, you withdrew after losing her. You were her keeper that kept her secrets about meeting Dread Lord and kept her trust and innocence safe.” Finn stood stunned, every fiber of him reliving what Aran said. “And you we
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW With Blood Petal and Dread Lord gone, the once-thriving flower garden withered into barrenness, and the river that once cascaded down the cliffs dried up.Blood Petal’s protectors’ cries echoed through the temple, their sorrow so profound that the very walls seemed to tremble in sympathy. Silas, in the worst condition among them, sat still as a corpse, his eyes hollow with grief. Far away, in the desolate expanse of no man’s land, Aran remained unchanged, consumed by his own despair. The will to live had drained from all of them. The temple, once a sanctuary of strength and solace, now stood as a prison for their shattered hearts. What had been a place of reverence and peace had crumbled into ruins. And within those ruins, the protectors, those who had been born only to protect Blood Petal from her heartbreak, had chosen the punishment of becoming statues for centuries, forever trapped in a silent testament to their brokenness. While the ruin disappeared
Nine Hundred Years Ago“Kill Blood Petal,” the she-wolves from Elysium Haven chanted, their voices rising in unison. A moment ago they were all smiling happily and congratulating their queen but the next second they all turned like puppets. As they closed in on Petal, she stood frozen in horror not only because of seeing Ryker back in front of her, alive and inside her Elysium Haven but also, feeling life stirring within her womb.Her belly hadn’t swelled, but she could feel it, the sudden unmistakable presence of a life that she and Dread had created.“Did you really think you killed me, Blood Petal?” Ryker twisted the rabbit’s neck in his grasp, a cruel grin stretching across his face. “If killing me was this easy then i would not be called the king of dark magic in vein, darling,”
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWThe clearing in the Blackpine Forest fell silent as everyone focused on Ronan, who lay on the ground, his lower body fading into the white-blue energy emanating from the Moonstone in his right palm."So Alpha Ronan, Seraphina and Ryker’s history is from nine hundred years ago?” Alpha Gideon’s voice was full of disbelief.No one missed how Aran's fists clenched in response."Of course, Ryker should have been dead but he was here not long ago and took Seraphina away," Alpha Hugo’s voice was still shaking.Alpha Darious interjected, "Also, why is there no mention of Ryker Wraithe in the history records?”"He wiped away any records of him, obviously," a voice, deep an
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWAs Ryker’s dark magic dissipated, Dread took Petal away with him while Silas and Aran found themselves standing in the Blackpine Forest once more, though neither of them was in their right mind. After seeing the Lycan King Dread Lord for the first time had shaken them both to their cores.“Did I read his aura correctly?” Silas’ voice was barely above a whisper.Aran, equally shaken, glanced at him. “He’s a destroyer…”“And Petal is a savior,” Silas whispered, his words hanging heavily in the air.The realization settled between them like a weight they couldn’t shake, a destroyer and a savior, bound together in love.THE LYCAN KIN
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW As the New Moon approached, a heavy silence descended upon the entire werewolf realm. The people from Elysium Haven and the temple could feel the unease radiating from their Queen, yet they were forced to remain quiet, helpless in their uncertainty. They could only watch the night unfold, knowing that something was terribly wrong, but powerless to act.Even Petal’s rabbit, usually at her side, remained unusually distant, avoiding the bedroom. It was as if the very air had changed. But Petal was nowhere near Elysium Haven or the temple. She stood in the flower garden, staring out at the cliff, the soft sound of the river cascading below filling the quiet night.Suddenly, her body jerked violently. The fourth nail had been struck, deep in the Blackpine Forest, signaling the start of something irreversible. Slowly, Petal turned to find herself in a vast, dark hall. Ryker stood there, as usual, dressed in black, his expression twisted into a smirk.“I see you w







