Prologue In a world filled with war and violence, there is still love and friendship to be found around any corner. Werewolves find their mates after they turn eighteen and then go through the process of claiming them with a bite. Vampires have beloveds that they find throughout the centuries of walking the earth and turn their love into one of them to spend eternity with. In a way, it sounds romantic yet problematic. Who wants to live for eternity? Sorcerers have Amores that they find at the height of their magical abilities, but it's long been rumored that Soren, the rogue King, killed them all years ago. Witches and elementals have soulmates that they find after they turn eighteen. They bind their bond with their partner through blood magic and a ring. All of these supernatural beings have one thing in common. They protect their loved ones at all costs. So what will the cost be of our adventure? How many must we lose to get to the end? 'To win any battle, you m

‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ -William Shakspeare King Soren   Elding Gala is the city and castle that I built at the beginning of my rebellion. The whole city and the whole castle were made of large slabs of dark gray stone that my closest witches had moved into place for me with their magic. All over the castle, there were hundreds of large stained glass windows that let in a large amount of light during the day. We had a large wooden drawbridge that led into the city as the only way in, but there were several secret ways to get out.   The city was split into three different sections to keep the different factions separate so fights among them would be low. To the east were the vampires, the center of the city was for the witches and

‘Getting to know someone else involves curiosity about where they have come from, who they are.’ -Penelope Lively Killian    I woke up early the next day and dressed quickly, pulling on my pants, shirt and boots before securing my sword to my waist. I walked through the packhouse in search of breakfast to start my day.    I lived on the third floor of the large brick building that made up our packhouse while Reginald and my Gamma, Wren, lived on the second floor. The first floor held a few rooms but mostly consisted of a large dining hall, kitchen and offices. It was the center of our pack village.     The rest of the pack members lived in their own houses throughout th

'Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it sure makes the rest of you lonely.' -Charles M Shultz Ember   I spent the next two days in a state of limbo as I got ready to tell Killian that I was ready to leave the coven with him. I made sure that Melody, River and Sandy knew what they needed to do and they jumped into the routine quickly. They took the safety of the coven seriously and River was trying to get one of the chaos witches to be his friend so he could learn if there were any secrets there.    I could tell that it made Sandy jealous and she was squirming on the inside at the thought of him finding someone in the chaos witches he liked. I thought it was funny that Sandy and River thought that their little relationship was still a secret. Melody and

‘Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.’ -Ryunosuko Satoro   Commander Ulric   I stirred awake with the sunlight starting to pour into the room from the large window. Lark was still sleeping soundly in my arms. Grace was starting to chirp in her nest to wake us up for a new day. She was a great little wake up call each morning. It never bugged me to listen to the little bird.     I placed my face up against Lark’s back and left a few kisses on her skin while breathing in deeply. That’s when I realized that I could smell her scent. Last night when we settled in bed, I thought it was my bedding, but now I realize it’s her. She smells like fresh laundry.