(Luna Queen Morrigan’s P.O.V) It had been two weeks since Juniper was taken, and Beatrix had broken their bond making Euan just a shell of himself. He hadn’t been the same, he was like a walking zombie and if he wasn’t numb to everything, he was metaphorically ripping the heads off of our pack members and subjects. There were several times we had to sedate him and Dakota because he was flying off the handle. My cousin, Alstin, and my Uncle Albrun were working hard trying to locate the rogue camp in the Rogue Lands. My brother-in-law Lysander was doing everything he could to find the rogue necromancer, Agitha, who brought Beatrix back to life. Both searches weren’t going well; the Rogue Lands were cloaked with dark magic, and no one was willing to talk about Ganon and his possible students. Lysander didn’t want to have to use extreme measures, but it was getting to that point. Rian was just as lost in this as I was, there was really nothing we could do to help ou

***TRIGGER WARNING***(Juniper’s P.O.V) The whipping seems to go on and on, I can feel the stickiness of my blood flowing down my back and down my ribs. My throat feels like the Sahara, dry and cracked because of all my screaming.“Now, little bird, for the main event.”What does that mean? I think to myself. That’s when I hear the clinking of his belt buckle and the zip of his pants. Now I know what he means by the main event. I thought I was too dehydrated to produce any more tears, but my body proves me wrong, as I feel tears stream down my cheeks. After this is all said and done, Euan won’t want me anymore.Remember what the Goddesses said, they are protecting your mate bond with Euan, and you know damn well that Euan loves you beyond the love of the mate bond. My Siren says. I internally nod my head to her, not really believing her but that was the only happy thought that could keep me out of my own body. I feel Julian’s hot breath on my core,

(King Lysander’s P.O.V) Looking through the scrolls and tomes of ancient magic here in the palace of Eferhile. Winnie’s brother, King Bayard, and his wife, Constance, are helping Winnie and I comb through everything. “What are we even looking for Lysander?” Bayard asks, sounding frustrated and exhausted. “We’ve been at this for hours and we haven’t found anything.” Winnie sighs. “Bayard, anything that is a combination spell that includes cloaking,” I mutter. I’m looking over a tome of ancient spell caster magic, leave it to the Fae to have all this information. As I’m gently turning the page, something catches my eye. It’s a spell in ancient Gaelic, folaigh agus ní fheiceàil, which roughly translates to “hide and not see”. “I think I found it.” I shout. Everyone comes rushing over to me, looking over my shoulder. “What does it mean?” Constance asks. “It’s not only a cloaking spell to conceal something but also a cloaking spell for magic. So

(Euan’s P.O.V) Plans had been set, and everything was ready to go when the sound of a gong rang throughout the pack.“Oh, goody! He made it!” My mom squeals running out of the house and towards the woods.“What the hell?” I ask, turning to my dad.“Just wait, son.” He chuckles. After several minutes, Mom comes walking back into the house, hanging on the arm of one big-ass dude. I mean, I’m tall but this guy is at least 7 feet tall! I hear my dad growl in the back of his throat.“Oh, hush your mouth, Rian! You know that Tiernan is mated and has pups!” So, this was the demigod, Alpha Tiernan.“Still don’t like it.” Dad grumbles, acting like a petulant four-year-old.“Alpha King Rian, a pleasure as always.” Tiernan chuckles, but it sounds like booming thunder.Mom, why is he so huge? I mind link to her.Euan, that’s rude! But, if you must know that during his battle in Annwn, he unlocked his demigod powers, and his growth was a result of that. Now, qui