Athena Emberwing gas to be the naughtiest wolf around. He is much more daring than his human, Flameheart. He made out with me with so much ease that it felt just right. When we kissed, it was so flawless and in sync as if we had done this numerous times. However, before things escalated Aiden intervened. I felt embarrassed to an extent. It felt as if I just cheated on him in his presence. I know that I am not making sense but that is just how I felt. What I have observed about Flameheart is that he is strangely preferred and he is unsure of where I stand. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I try to be composed around him, it is not working. Although I have just met him, it feels as if I have been with him all my life. Try as I can, I cannot drive away the desire to be entangled with him. The mark is not making things easier for me. A simple touch from him arouses the deepest need for sexual certification in me. A hunger that I know only he can satiate. However, his laid-back att

Flameheart My day has been full of laughter and happiness. I never knew that being a father could be so fulfilling. After making sure that my mate has freshened up and eaten, I left her at the villa and went to the hotel. I wanted to spend an uninterrupted day with the twins. When they saw me coming back alone they were a little upset. However, I explained to them that we spent half the night talking with their mom and she needed more time to rest so they bought it. Well, that is half the truth but there is no way I would get into details with six-year-olds. When I told them that we would be spending the day together, they were over the moon with joy. I asked them to make a list of all the things they would want to do with me. Then we would check the list until we have done all there was to. Even if it would take us months, I promised them that I would fulfill their every wish. First on the list was spending a day at the amusement park. I immediately called the largest amusement p

Master Hans Aiden wonders why all these threats from the witches and vampires don't seem to faze me. The truth is, I know how powerful he is. He just has not realized his full strength yet. Once he does, even the thousand year old vampire king is a small fry to Flameheart. We have been told of the strength of his wolf. It was like folklore when we were growing up. He is meant to be the greatest and most powerful healer in all of the supernatural realms. If I always provide answers for him, he will never grow. He has to reach a point where he can at the very least, desire to find answers by himself. This is the first strike from his enemies. They are not sure if he is the dreaded Lycan king or just a powerful human. This is an attempt to force his true identity out. How he will handle this crisis will show them who he really is. They have used silver and wolfsbane infused with dark magic to attack the sub-pack in Sunshine City. I am not worried about any fatalities. None of the wo

Flameheart Once I reach Blue Bay Villa, I rush to the steady room in search of Arthur. I have a lot of stuff to discuss with him that I hope he would shed some light on. I find him sitting in the study alone and the twins are not in sight. My first reaction is panic. "Uncle Arthur, where are the twins?" I ask him and he smiles. "Sleeping. They are exhausted but I love their enthusiasm. They are eager to learn more about their identity. You should have seen how happy Sapphire was to know that she is an actual princess. Tell me, why are you in such a hurry? Is anything bothering you? How did it go at the hospital?" The way he asks me shows that he knows something. For a moment, I wonder if maybe, Gunther told him what happened at the hospital. He has this knowing look in his eyes that quite honestly, is unnerving. This old man seems to know more than any other werewolf I have met. It is as if he has a discerning eye. A gift of seeing things beyond others. Pulling a chair, I sit do

FlameheartIt took me a while to get over everything that had transpired. I could barely wrap my head around it all. How did that journal find its way into my study? This question kept popping up but I had no befitting explanation for it. Although it spooked me, I could not suppress the happiness it brought me. Something tells me that the universe is rallying behind me and my kind. It is a known fact that werewolves are the guardians of the universe. Among all the supernatural beings, only werewolves have a functional conscience. The rest of the lot is either cowardly or straight-up sold their souls to the devil. Humans are considered the weakest of all the dwellers of the universe. Therefore, they are targeted by every other race. The witches use them for their unending experiments. Whereas the vampires use humans for a meal. When it comes to vampires, they are sneaky and cowardly. Despite their super speed and strength, they like to hunt the weakest prey. What is even more en