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Olivia yelled. “You have every right to be angry, Olivia. But I made a mistake by falling in love with your father.” “My father?” Olivia paused. Her curiosity grew. “Is he still alive?” “Yes, he is.” Michelle replied. “I’ll tell you everything.” Her temper softened. Michelle began and shared the story of how her life had unraveled after getting involved with Austin and how she had gone through multiple abortions because of him. How she almost died after Austin had forced her to get rid of the pregnancy when she was carrying Olivia. She told them everything, even the part where she had lost her parents in the ghastly accident.

I rolled my eyes at him, and he chuckled. We sat up and realized that we had been locked in by the library keepers. They probably didn't know that we were inside. “Don't worry, I know too many ways out of this place.” Zion said, and I felt at rest. The books were mostly boring, but they were also enlightening. “So, there's this war that happened that caused the demons to be banished.” I said, and he raised his head to look at me. “The Battle of Wolmon.” Zion said, and I nodded. His eyes widened when he realized what I was driving at.

Each war told a story of struggle, sacrifice, and the unwavering power of the Moon Goddess. The next war was simply called The War of Betrayal. The title alone sent a chill down my spine. It was a war that should never have happened, a war started by someone the Goddess once trusted. A great leader, once her most loyal warrior, had turned against her, leading an army of his own. The battle was fierce, and in the end, the traitor fell into the Goddess’s own hand. But the victory was bittersweet, many lives were lost, and trust was shattered forever.

he asked. Ara's expression turned somber, her eyes clouding over with a mixture of sadness and regret. "The great war broke out between all spices, a war that threatened to destroy the world," she said. "The golden sword and its master fought bravely together with the gods. But they were outnumbered by the enemies. In the end, they sacrificed themselves to stop the war." Ara voice almost vanished at the end of her story. She seemed like she would cry any moment. Theo felt Dark slowly giving him control over his body, as if he couldn't bear to continue listening to the story.

Declan declared as he helped me clean the mess of my room. "My dad was devastated when Zafirah broke up with him, and she kidnapped Zafirah, and that is the story of why the war happened in the first place," Declan said. At the same time, my mouth hung open, and I couldn't believe Victoria's mom was the reason for the war that happened between werewolves so many years ago.

At last, you remember me. The words sent ice through my blood because for the first time I realized this war wasn't only about power. It wasn't only about prophecy. It wasn't only about the throne. It was about a love story that had ended in betrayal centuries ago. And somehow, I was standing in the middle of it.

There was a kind of respect in the way he let the question dangle. My father nodded once, a crisp downward dip of the chin. “For now.” Another pause, its duration just long enough to reestablish the hierarchy. Then he leaned back slightly, a posture less of relaxation than of disengagement. “There is a difference,” he continued, “between a war that begins by accident….” His gaze found Alexander again. “…and one that begins by design.” The implication hung between us. Someone wanted this war. It was no longer just a matter of pride or territory or even Gabriel; it was a matter of design, and my father intended to be its architect, not its victim.

"Our history is written in blood and magic. It's what made us strong." "The strongest stories," Thelma continued, leaning forward conspiratorially, "are from the Great War. The war between our kind and the witches." My mouth went dry. I suddenly didn't want to hear this story. I wanted to find an excuse to leave, but my body wouldn't cooperate. I was frozen in my chair, unable to move. "The Great War?" Madison's eyes were wide. "I've heard mentions of it, but no one ever really talks about details."

I asked. He was quiet for a while and I realized that he was finding it difficult to say. “You can tell me anything. I just want to know what's going on, please tell me.” I pleaded. “War broke out when we were 17 years old and we hadn't gotten our wolves then. Darin was already used to fighting in his human form, so I was left at home that day. Our father doesn't take the two of us to the battleground. He made sure one of us stayed at home. He said if by chance one of us died in the battleground, then the other would be alive to ascend the throne. Only Darin went that day with the guidance of his trainer. They went to the war on a neutral ground and during the war, Darin got so tired and exh

Brothers at war ( Love conquers) Chapter 15 - Natty POV I sat in my room...it was empty for now and I'm damn happy about that there was nobody in to throw questions at me. I hugged my knees tightly and cried like a kid. I really feel useless. I really told no one except the first young master and how he found out I don't know. The door went open as Stella walked in with other maids why now?? "Look at you.. more than what I'd describe you as" she said