LOGINTHIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
Deep in the woods of the werewolf realm, the vampire couple lay in their own blood. The male vampire, his chest torn open, reached for his mate whose throat was being crushed beneath a strong foot, suffocating her.
“P-please…spare my mate…don’t kill her…” They had tried to escape, but had fallen into the clutches of a beast.
Above them, a half-shifted Ryker sharpened a wooden stake with his claws. His entire body was painted red with the blood of all the powerful people he killed but could not satisfy him. Instead it just made him dissatisfied and furious.
He murmured, “Then you should not have crossed my path, you see. Let alone daring to look in my eyes,” before aiming the wood at the woman’s head. &ld
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWSitting on his throne, Dread read Petal’s letter again and again rather than listening to his kingdom’s affair.‘An urgent issue came up that I have to take care of. I will be back soon to visit you’Dread clutched the letter a little harder than he intended as he murmured, “But it has been over a week,” he said to himself, displeasure and irritation of the separation from her bubbling up under his skin.It had been two months now that they had been mated and he had made up his mind to see her every two days but spending a whole week apart seemed as if the universe was testing his sanity. Next he got up from his throne and left the room
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWDeep in the woods of the werewolf realm, the vampire couple lay in their own blood. The male vampire, his chest torn open, reached for his mate whose throat was being crushed beneath a strong foot, suffocating her.“P-please…spare my mate…don’t kill her…” They had tried to escape, but had fallen into the clutches of a beast.Above them, a half-shifted Ryker sharpened a wooden stake with his claws. His entire body was painted red with the blood of all the powerful people he killed but could not satisfy him. Instead it just made him dissatisfied and furious.He murmured, “Then you should not have crossed my path, you see. Let alone daring to look in my eyes,” before aiming the wood at the woman’s head. &ld
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW“I love you too.”Petal and Dread’s lips collided with a desperate hunger, teeth clashing, tongues sliding. He tugged her closer, pressing her body against his, feeling the heat of her skin through their clothes. Her breath quickened as her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him deeper into their kiss until it became wild, consuming them both. His every nip to her lower lip sent a jolt of desire through her veins, stealing air from her lungs. Her mind grew foggy and soon she forgot whose breath she was breathing. When their lips parted, she stood gasping for breath but their eyes never tore from each other. Their foreheads touched as he whispered, “I waited for you.”Petal closed her eyes, defeated by every emotion swirling within her. Their breathing mixed together, their heartbeat mirroring as the moon came out from behind the clouds to shine down on them as Petal finally revealed, “They call me a Goddess.” Dread opened his eyes at her words as
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW After that day, Petal didn’t visit the Lycan kingdom to visit Dread. She simply didn’t know what she would say to him if she faced him. The thought of speaking to him left her paralyzed with fear. For the entire week she had been debating with her emotions, fighting with the thought of right and wrong. Now it was already her birthday. Standing in the clearing of the Elysium Haven, she could feel her protectors from the temple happily decorating the temple like a new bride and preparing for the evening feast for her birthday party. Her heart clenched tightly. She could not leave them. But Dread would also be waiting for her. This one week separation had been unbearable, and each day without him left her stifled, her body aching with emptiness, her heart hollow. She knew how frantic Dread must be without her, how desperately he longed for her presence, and that knowledge gnawed at her heart. As evening came the temple was bustling with happiness as they
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWPetal returned to her territory in a daze. Standing in the forest, she looked toward the temple and then Elysium Haven. Both places had been the foundations of her life, places she could never tear herself away from, much like how she could never tear herself away from Dread. From his love.But his words, spoken earlier about claiming her on her twenty-first birthday, gnawed at her. Only she knew how much she longed to be with him and end this constant cycle of leaving and returning. Yet, his statement about marking her, about never letting her go, unsettled her to her core.Because doing so would expose her identity as Blood Petal. This temple, her protectors, Elysium Haven, everything she had worked so hard to protect could be destroyed. Exposing herself to the world would put everyone in danger. Becomi
THE TEMPLE"Theo, where is Petal?" Silas asked, his tone more serious than usual.Theo, paused in the middle of splashing water on his face, glanced at him, puzzled. "She hasn’t returned from Elysium Haven yet. Why do you ask?"Silas' gaze shifted in the direction of Elysium Haven. "Lately, she spends more time there than at the temple. She used to come back for meals and spend time with you when she had free moments, but I’ve noticed something over the past fifteen days. She only returns when someone in need stumbles into the temple or when there’s an occasion, but after that she disappears right back to Elysium Haven."Theo chuckled softly. "You worry about her so much, but you never show it when she’s around. No wonder people call you her father," he playfully nudged Silas’ side, "I heard from the Elders that you used to do things like put her hair in little buns, sing her lullabies to help her sleep, and even give her piggyback rides…"Silas shot him a pointed look. "How dare you







