Writer's POVAfter the cremation, of all the deceased warriors, there was a certain peace amongst the wolves. At least they got to keep the ashes of their loved ones. Now we all agree that the pain of such a magnitude is not easily erased, but one can cope if surrounded by caring people. One such person who got a heavy blow was the royal prince, Michael. Losing both parents was complete devastation for him and even though he needed time to grieve, he just could not. He had to assume the role of the alpha king. As soon as the cremating ceremony was finished, his coronation ceremony commenced. With a heavy heart, Michael accepted the crown. He made a vow to not let his parents' death be in vain. Mtungagore and Aurora had helped teleport them all to the safe house. Though built below the ground, it was equally as grand as the one destroyed by the fire. There was another great hall, only much more exquisite. The packs had all lost a loved one but the un

Writer's POVAs everyone looked up, it started raining. However, this rain was different. The rain drops were like a soothing balm. A healing ointment. As everyone got drenched, all their wounds were healed completely. Even Tina and Carla. In as much as she would not want to admit it, Tina was in awe of Summer. She thought that she would live as a scarred and ugly wench. Her heart of stone softened. Only her pride stopped her from expressing her gratitude. Even those who were in a coma came to, Harold included. The moment his eyes snapped open, he started fumbling for his wand. He still wanted to finish what he started. However, when he looked towards Tina and Carla, he jumped up in shock. He was petrified. He knew that even with their werewolf healing, the burns they suffered would take long to heal."Tina? How? When? Who?" He was almost incoherent but Tina understood him perfectly. "Look up dad. Look up and see.""That- that is Summer. She is? What! She is the one using this rain

Summer POVLooking at everything from the sidelines, I cannot believe that fate played such a joke with everyone. What sin did Aurora and Hermes commit to being punished like this?Now I understand why I had that vision. We are directly related! All my anger towards Harold diminishes at once. All I feel is empathy for him. In a way, we have both been raised the same. Tina is a vile person and she made sure to hurt me at every opportunity. I cannot help but shudder inwardly at the thought of he who raised Harold. How many atrocities Harold suffered, I cannot bear to imagine? How then can we rest and recuperate from the effects of the war, when evil still lurks somewhere in the universe? It is pretty obvious that whatever entity that is, cannot rest until he has gained the upper hand. Who or what is this controlling Harold? Why did he instigate this war? What is there for him/ her to gain? Could it be Umbrage or that demon wizard covered in that purplish smoky hue?"Slow down my love,

Lucifer's POVIt's a bitter pill to swallow indeed. Failure! I should have never sought the alliance of that despicable wizard. I am darn sure that I would have pulled this off alone just fine. Why did I not just compel the idiots to do my bidding? An utter fool is what I am. Now I am lying here incapacitated and trapped in this weak human body. I cannot even assume my true form!Incensed, cannot even come close to describing the anger bubbling in my veins. I would spit fire and reduce these lowly creatures to ashes! I might be completely immobilized but my brain is intact. How the hell did they get their filthy hands on archangel Michael's lance and the holy oil? Why did I not see this coming?The darn wolf girl! I grossly underestimated her. What can I say, I brought this upon myself. However, they also missed one thing, they did not put their holy oil in my mouth. Therefore, they have left my brain intact. I swear I. not going down without a fight. This is my turf after all. That is

AzaniaSummer POV"Now let us re-cloak him with the invisibility spell. I am sure we all do not want any more surprises. Let's do that before leaving for Azania."Aurora says this through clenched teeth. She is seething mad and she is trying so hard to contain it. As I draw closer to Lucifer so we can perform the spell together, once again, my son stops me. "You have to leave now mama. There is no time and besides, it is way too risky to linger around here. You can cloak him once you reach Azania."Before asking his reason, I once again, mentally convey the message to my crew. No one interjects. I have already told them about the voice. What I did not do, is telling them who exactly is bringing the messages to me. Mother's instinct I guess. Aurora creates the portal and we all step in. Surprisingly, we do not emerge at the great pyramids of Azania. Instead, our destination is some clearance near a vast river. Everyone stares at Aurora with quizzical gazes. "Oh please don't. If we co