The coming of age festival was something Darkous had been awaiting all his life, the night he turned sixteen. The celebration was a tradition in the family, bringing together all the most powerful immortals into one place. Though the young prince wanted something different, to change how the festival was planned. Darkous wanted the mortals their two, his friends from the mortal school he had attended. Chronos disagreed with this, warning his son against bringing mortals to hell. But the prince ignored his father, focused only on having the love of his life attend his celebration. Tonight the youngest son of the great Chronos will become a man, to take his place among the immortals. The festival dance had started like any other, with each person being announced as they entered the grand hall. Darkous entered the hall alone, waiting for the arrival of his love. The young prince wore the family crest on his black shirt, the head of a white dragon signalling from what immortal clan he w

Dorian growled, pushing Michael’s hand from his shoulder as he rose from the animalistic crouch, continuing to glare at the princess. “This show of power needs to stop; she’s having too much time to escape.”Elika began to walk backwards, both her and the hissing wind forcing the hurricane forward when a creature approached; flinging them away from her. She watched as the feral man snarled; his demonic yellow eyes eradiating with rage. Her breath caught slightly as the winds jittered, realising that her time was almost up. The princess turned suddenly, bolting between two large birch trees. She heard the pounding of feet and hooves behind her, causing her to push harder on her already strained legs. Dorian and Michael shouted for her to stop, warning her that the consequences would worsen if she did not surrender to them. She shook her head in amusement, knowing that they were lying; attempting to trick her into stopping. She launched herself to the si

Elika tightened her arms around her legs as the car turned onto a gravel driveway, slowly coming to a halt outside the front doors of the dark lord’s mansion. She took a gasping breath as Darkous stood beside the car, glaring in at her.“So, you have returned. Enjoy your little run?” The dark lord questioned, before turning his attention towards Goodwin as he exited the car. “Thank you Corporal, you will be paid well for this.”Goodwin nodded, a small smile appearing on his face as he spoke. “Thank you Lieutenant Major.”The princess watched the exchange, turning her head towards Michael as he also exited the red ford. She closed her eyes briefly, attempting to calm her racing heart. Her fear increased as she remained in the car, the stranger taking the keys with him when he got out.“Good. Are you just going to leave her in the car?” The dark lord questioned, his tone almost commanding.“

Meanwhile down in the basement...Elika had fallen asleep with her head on her knees, the tears that had fallen from her eyes as she thought of her mother and brother’s death still lingering on her cheeks. She stirred slightly, stretching as she woke, every muscle in her petite form aching. She shouldn’t have fallen asleep in the corner of the room behind the boxes, but she was too terrified to move; the voices that came from the living room drifting down towards her ears. She sighed softly, her small hiding place concealing her from the basement steps, the light having gone out hours before. What was she going to do now Darkous knew of her ability? What could she do other than obey him? Her mind swelling with the realisation that she would never be anything but a prisoner, her life forever in someone else’s hands.The princess froze suddenly, fear rising in her chest as the sound of someone approaching echoed down the basements steps; her pulse incre

Elika pulled her power back, her sudden ability fading as quickly as it had appeared.“What the fuck were you thinking? What happened?” The dark lord questioned, his tone filled with confusion and slight concern.“I ...” The princess stammered, attempting to understand what she had done as her eyes shifted between the three men.“What were you trying to accomplish?” Michael asked, grasping her wrist as he checked her vitals.Elika forced a small smile, turning towards the feral man as he stared down at her in confusion. She took a long breath, wincing as the pain continued to shoot through her chest. “Your mother and little sister miss you...”“How do you know?” The animal-like immortal queried, his demonic yellow eyes coated in curiosity as it mixed with the confusion.“Because ... Because I was in her mind...” She muttered, briefly closing her eyes as she attempted to