Aleera POVThe memories wouldn’t stop. I come to learn, through them, that the plague was never meant to be a plague at all. It was supposed to be a cure for Harmony-Fae who were dying off from some virus that spread like wildfire. Darius being Demonic-Fae was not affected by this virus, they couldn’t explain why, neither was his sister. However, what my father created was never a cure, it was a plague. Xandrius ordered him to destroy it when they realized what they created. After all the things I saw him do, I wasn’t sure how someone like him wanted to stop the unpredictable epidemic outbreak.And yet, they were hoping to find a cure. However, my father was scheming behind Xandrius’s back, plotting a way to take down the Demonic Kingdom and the Vamperic kingdom. From what I saw, he was adamant to destroy everything, sacrifice as many lives as needed, in his way just to get closer to his goal.My father became the very definition of a mad scientist with a god complex. All of his plan
Aleera POVThe fumes were horrendous, and the liquid bubbled like a potion some film directors portray only in sci-fi movies. I kept watching Darius as he started crushing up the devil's bane. My eyebrows furrowed in silent question. What was he planning to do with that thing? It was extremely toxic to demons, so getting a hold of that much of it had to be challenging. Was he trying to kill his own father?Darius added sulfur and a heap of other, even more dangerous, ingredients. I couldn’t stop wondering where, from who, and how the heck he got his hands on such poisons. It was such a wide variety of dangerous and toxic that I knew Darius had to be aware of the things he had there. It couldn’t be a coincidence. I refused to believe or even think that he had no idea what those things were. Besides, the book he had opened looked like it could have been at least a hundred years old. It wasn’t the plain old recipe book, either. And I knew he wasn’t baking a cake.My heart thundered ag
Aleera POVAs more memories washed past me, I couldn’t be bothered to focus on them. I didn’t care for them. I cared for the feeling of agony tearing through my chest as his pain bled into me through the bond. The pain was so intense and raw, so damn fresh, that I didn’t believe it could be eased by the most skilled healers. Nothing I did would pull me out of the trance my body was in. It didn’t matter how hard I tried to fight back, how much of my energy and my own power I forced into breaking the veil - it didn’t move. It didn’t let me go. It forced me to watch his memories. I was stuck in-between the pain and past. The veil forced me to endure Darius' pain physically in this memory state and in the waking world. Even in my current surroundings, I could hear them. As if the veil took pity upon me and let me listen in while the memory scenes kept rounding me. The foreign feeling forced me deeper into the past of the very man who shared his pain with me. Their voices rounded me l
Aleera POVAs the memories slowly started to fade, the shadows started slivering over my skin. I shuddered, feeling for my magic, desperate to reach it and grasp it in my hands. If I managed to capture it, to hold onto it for long enough, I would be able to break free and go after my mates. They needed me now more than ever. Especially Darius. A loud sob tore out of me at the first twitch of my fingers. Any movement was welcomed, needed and long-awaited. The necessity to move and get out of my own mind was so intense that I kept forcing my thoughts and prayers towards another movement. Once my prayers were answered and my toes wiggled, I finally came back to my body.My power flexed - strong, intense, angry, and so, so dark. Yet, to my surprise, it was so light, like a feather. As if it floated in my veins, under my skin. It was an odd and unheard of combination. I sucked in a breath as I found my bond manifesting and bonding onto them. I could feel them as if I were them. Could
Tobias POVI sailed through the air and landed heavily on the other side, my weight leaving an imprint in the dirt. Only a few of the hunters glanced away from their prey, the rest of them didn’t pay me any attention, as if I was no threat. What they didn't know was that the way they scoffed at me only lights up the fire inside me more. Their indifference added fuel to my anger, setting off a violent inferno of flames, ready to break free and turn everything to ashes. They were underestimating me, I wouldn't let that go unpunished. I would be damned if I ever allowed those fools to believe they were better than me, that I was no match to them. The power hunter on my left pointed at me, and a spiral of fire shot out of their outstretched hand. They can’t be thinking I didn’t see this coming. Although many might get scared by the sudden attack, it was nothing compared to the fire that raged through me. There's no way I was going to let this go their way. All of them were going to
Darius POVAs the words left his lips, he lunged at me with one arm held up like a boxer and the other he jabbed at my forehead. Instead of merely dodging, I stepped in and twisted beside the attack before bringing my leg up and kicking Terry straight in his jaw. The impact was so strong his teeth clashed together, and I had no doubt he lost more than a few as a result. I didn’t have to wonder for long, as the proof was right before my eyes the next moment. One of his green splintered teeth dropped to the ground, and he held up a hand to his lips to stop the blood from dripping. "Lucky. Shot." He sneered. I barely held back the urge to roll my eyes at his statement and rage. Had he forgotten that I am a Wraith? That name doesn’t instill fear for no reason. For all his bulk, Terry wasn't very good at actual fighting. At best, he made me feel more like I was thrown into a ring with a child. Or a child who couldn’t swim and was chucked in the deep end of a pool for the flailing he d
Darius POV"Really guys? You couldn't handle this without me?" Lycus entered the battlefield from the other side. He kept grumbling something as he swiped a hand at his dripping wet bangs. Then, he scanned our surroundings and sighed. “Tobias, you better still have my shorts. Those are my current favorite, and I'm not okay with losing anymore."Only Lycus was crazy enough to join in on an actual battle while completely nude. On the bright side of the situation, he was distracting some of the female power hunters that had stopped focusing on Tobias and turned their gazes to him. At one point, I caught one of them even fanning herself while staring at my mate. I shook my head and chuckled as pride surged through me. Even in the midst of battle, he still had bitches swooning over him."This is a disgrace!" Aleera’s mom spat over the whispers and murmurs around us. Yet another wave of flames surged down the chain along with the electricity. I held my breath as I noticed that the chain h
Darius POVHe darted in without hesitation, but there was something different, and started tearing them limb from limb. Yet it became apparent that we missed something because these new Power hunters. Dead by his claws and teeth, missing limbs and blood drenching him were something more than power hunters. Because one by one they started rebuilding themselves, putting themselves back together. Limbs stitching back together. Like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they put the part of themselves back together again.“What the fuck!” I curse in disbelief. Lycus stops and shakes his head with a growl like he can’t believe what he is witnessing. The hunters form a circle around him closing him in and the power that flowed out of them, caged him until his body is pressed close to the ground, or he'll be burned by a dome of fire. He snarls, but there's nothing he can do.Kalen grunts as yet another attack is driven through his body. "I'm tired of this," she grabs him by his chain and flings his bod