Semua Bab Fated to the Lycan King: Bab 311 - Bab 320

Gia's PoV For the past hours, I had been training with Mama. We even talked to Great Grandpa Olgyn through the illusion spell. He said that my powers work as wishes. They're different from a witch's powers. 'You’re a Goddess, Gia. You have the power to grant wishes to your people, but they must

Gia’s PoV He killed her, just like that. As if Tabitha were nothing. My heart thudded fearfully. This ruthless man was about to fight Azrael… to the death. The crowd chanted their names, pitting them against each other. Not caring that it was two lives. Not caring that they were brothers. Every

Fated To The Demon Wolf Serenya’s PoV When I decided to go with Azrael to the Bat’s Tavern, I never would have thought my life would take a complete 180-degree turn. As soon as I entered, my eyes locked with those of an Alpha. Many foreigners were drinking at the tavern, but he stood out among

Serenya’s PoV I left the hotel through a portal I opened as soon as I was far enough away from him. With a snap of my fingers, I fixed my hair and clothes. On the outside, I looked perfectly fine, but inside, I was in chaos. My skin was still tingling with the remnants of his touch. I touched my l

Killian's PoV I had just come back from fetching my people after the Vampire Academy fiasco. Our private jet had barely landed when my brother’s Beta, Yahir, mindlinked me. “You just missed our visitors… from Balzaree.” My blood ignited. I drove faster toward the mansion, knowing my brother would be fuming. The wheels screeched to a halt as I stopped in front of the mansion, jumped out of the car, and left the door open. “Killian!” Yahir called after me, but I didn’t stop until I reached my brother’s office. I pushed the door open, expecting to find him still venting, but he was sitting calmly instead. His hands were crossed in front of him, a faint smile on his face, like he was reminiscing about something. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and he stood, pulling me into a hug and patting my back heartily. “Little brother, you’re back!” “What did the people of Balzaree want?” I asked. His mood soured instantly as he turned toward the minibar and poured us both a scotc