Ava's POV One day, as we were standing on the deck, William put his hand on my shoulder and said gently, “Ava, I understand that this all must feel strange and new to you. But I promise, you have nothing to be worried about. We’re your friends, and we’re here for you.” I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. “Thank you, William. That means a lot to me.” The Crystal Tide was sailing through the open seas, and William and I gazed up at the stars. William looked like his mind was lost in deep thought. "It's funny, you know?" I said, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "I never would have imagined this is how my life would turn out. Floating on a ship in the middle of nowhere, looking at the stars." "Me neither," William replied, turning to look at me with a smile. "But it's a good life, isn't it? I mean, there are moments like this, when I can just sit and forget all my worries, and it makes everything else seem so trivial." I nodded in agreement. "Yeah. It's like the w

Mia's POV I laid on the bed, my body shaking as I sobbed tears streamed down my face. “I can't believe Thomas would cheat on me.” I sniffed. “Especially not with humans.” I recalled the previous night. “Thomas?” I'd called when I woke up the previous night. “Where is he? Let me go find him.” I had gone looking for him. “He should be alone somewhere,” I'd expected. But then, my heart had skipped a beat when I saw him with two beautiful women. “I’ve never felt so hurt before,” I thought to myself. “I never thought that Thomas could be so cruel!” I breathed. “But I can't deny that I still want him. I still want to be with him.” I groaned. “I can't stand this war between my heart and mind, I just can't!” The more I thought about last night, the more my anger grew. I began to question myself: “What are you doing with your life, Mia? Who are you? What do you really want? You love Thomas, don't you? But you deserve so much better; you deserve someone who will love and respect you.”

Quill's POV Lord Robert sat in his garden, deep in thought. "All I did was be a protective father," he muttered to himself."I didn't want Ava to be taken away by William, especially since I knew that the Shadow Clan was trouble. But I should have trusted her. I should have let her make her own decisions." He sighed, disappointed. “What kind of father am I?" He shook his head. "I can't even protect my own daughter." "My Lord," I called out to him, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see me, his future son in law, standing in the doorway. "What's wrong, Alpha?" I asked, concerned. I noticed Robert hesitated for a while. "Ava... she's run away with William." My eyes widened in shock. “What?” I said, my voice merely a whisper. I looked up at him. "Now it makes sense my Alpha, my sister is also missing, I am sure she is with Ava… but why?" "Because I pushed her away," Lord Robert said, standing up. He put his hand on his forehead and groaned. "I was so focused on pr

Quill's POV I sat in my tent, lost in my thoughts: “I have been away for months, searching for the missing girls and now I’m faced with an even greater challenge: my marriage to Ava. The future of the Blue River Clan is at stake. It feels as if a weight—the weight of this responsibility—is pressing down on my shoulders.” I stood up. “Without marrying Ava, there’s no way I can become the alpha of the Blue River Clan. The agreement between my family and Ava's was always clear: I married Ava and together we’d inherit the throne. It’s a tradition that has been practiced for generations.” I sighed. “I’ve always dreamed of becoming an alpha and I was so close to it but now it’s appearing difficult to achieve—unless I can bring Ava back of course.” These thoughts haunted me day and night. I began to lose sleep, but with tosses and turns. Narok's camp was a buzzing hive of activities, with werewolves performing various tasks in the service of their leader. “Narok’s a really wise man,” I

Ava's POV William and I arrived at the conference in Europe to find a mix of humans, vampires, werewolves, and other magical beings. "Welcome,” an old vampire greeted us. The meeting began: “Welcome to our annual conference for shapeshifters and magical beings. We've gathered here today to discuss the current state of the supernatural world and how we can overcome the challenges that lie ahead,” the old vampire spoke with a raspy voice. My mouth was literally opened all through the event. “I thought werewolves were the only shapeshifters,” I leaned to William and whispered. He replied. “As you can see, there are other magical creatures that have mastered the art without being born with it like us.” William and I made our way to our seats, surrounded by other shapeshifters and magical beings. The conference started. “The vampires are here with a presentation on the topic about the problems shapeshifters face,” one of the members of the meeting announced. A vampire stood up. “T