DEVYN“WHAT DID YOU DO?!”The last time Liev yelled at me like that was when we were seventeen, and he was just an angry, hormonal teenager. I came to his Regal Hall tonight to tell Liev what I had done myself, but a fucking someone beat me to it.I couldn’t imagine how fucking immature Axel could be sometimes. If it weren’t for the curse binding us and the fact that he could heal so fast that he was almost fucking immortal, I’d have killed him a fucking long time ago.Liev charged at me, seething. He barely ever lost his cool, but his anger could be scary. Not as much as mine, though. That fact was probably why he had stopped a foot away from me and hadn’t punched me in the face yet.I crossed my arms, my face emotionless, as Liev fumed. His smokey silver hair stood on end when he got furious, like a bolt of thunder was about to hit him—except in his case, he was the thunder.No one except us was in the hall, unfortunately, because I’d have loved to see him tear someone apart with th

ODETTEIt was beautiful.I was beautiful.Everything was beautiful.And so was this food heaven, I mean, banquet.Amber wasn’t lying when she said she had magic fingers. She worked literal magic on me. I didn’t realize how horrible I looked until I stood in front of the mirror after what seemed like a century, and I was horrified.My hair was a rat’s nest, the bags under my eyes were gigantic, my skin was as pale as fuck, and in whole, I looked like a zombie, a walking dead, a rag doll come to life. I get why Devyn was so alarmed to see me now.I looked like every six-year-old's nightmare. Amber's crying was justified. I would’ve cried too.After prepping up for the ball, Amber had to literally push me in front of the mirror because I didn’t want to see my ugly self again. It took two hours of work, but the product in the mirror was so worth it.I wanted to cry in relief, knowing that my looks weren’t the problem; my condition was. I would’ve thrown myself

ODETTEI was doing it, and I’d be damn lying if I said that I wasn’t nervous anymore. But I was an amazing and confident dancer, so I didn’t let my panic seep through.I can say so because when I was a year old, instead of getting up on my feet to walk like other pups, I danced. Like a freaking ballerina.My parents were both shocked and pleased, probably more shocked, and decided to name me Odette. I was far from the graceful swan they thought I’d grow up to be, but I was sure glad I didn’t end up with a name like Diamond or Esther.Imagine being called Lilac because of my eyes. Shivers.Aslan’s arm encircled my waist, mine enveloping his shoulders as we swayed across the floor, catching the sights of everyone who saw us.Tonight, I’d be the swan my parents had expected, and they’d be proud to see my white feathers soaked in the blood of my nemesis.“Won’t you meet my gaze, sweet girl?&rd

LIEVLeaving Odette with Devyn did not sit well with me. His words could not be trusted, and he could be fucking unpredictable, but I let her go because someone had to be here to settle this mess of a banquet. I was the only wolf for the job.Trying to ignore the thudding ache in my heart for a mate I couldn’t believe was real, and my raging heart, I announced the end of the banquet. I needed everyone to haul their asses out of here.Of course, many cornered me at every turn to question what had happened. These freaking Alphas and Lunas, they were all the same. I was aware that neither of them came to the Alphas of Doom’s banquet for time’s sake or from the invitation alone.They came for entertainment, and I despised that they got just what they were looking for in a way that even I couldn’t have prepared myself.We had a mate.A fucking mate that we’d been destined never to possess, and worse, we were all mated to her. Al

LIEV“She needs to be able to defend herself if our ‘sorry asses’ happen to fail,” I replied.Devyn huffed, his wolf evidently disagreeing with everything its master was doing. How much longer would Devyn keep fighting his emotions? Well, in all the time that I've known him, he'll fight this until he hits his limit. I’m curious to see how long he’ll last.“I’m still confused about the whole wolf recovery thing. How exactly do you expect me to do that? And what makes you even think I can?”Axel might not seem like the ideal wolf for the job—or any job, for that matter—but trust me when I say he's the only one capable of handling this task.Teaming up with someone who shares the same goals as yours is the most effective approach to achieving results.“While Odette might’ve sacrificed her wolf and her abilities to be reborn, I don’t believe that it’s completely imposs