Chapter 47: The Curse Aria’s POV:The forest was still dark, shadows twisting around us as we sat there staring at Lyraeus’ still form. He wasn’t moving, he certainly was breathing but he looked so pale. I was scared, so was Ryker and the rest of the lieutenants. With each passing minute our fear grew rapidly. “It was a trap! Elder Ravenwood was in on this along with the so-called spy,” Lieutenant Jason said, his voice hoarse and raged with anger. The rest of the lieutenants present nodded in agreement. I felt betrayed, nervous and scared. ‘Was it really true that Elder Ravenwood was working hand in hand with Kael?’ This question kept gnawing at me. The previous night he had told me how he ran off from the Blood Moon Pack with the help of my guards he had helped in the past. He had no reason to lie to me. Was he truly in on this attack? Why did he run off the very second Thorne appeared? What was going on? Ryker placed his hands on my shoulder bringing me out of my thoughts, I tu
Chapter 48: Primal Attraction Aria’s POV: I sat by Lyraeus’ bedside, the weight of guilt pressing down on me like a physical burden. His face, usually so full of life and strength, was now pale and drawn. The curse had taken its toll, leaving him in the deep, unyielding coma. I reached out, my fingers brushing against his, and felt a pang of regret. If only I had been more aware, more attentive to the signs. Minutes turned into hours as I stayed by his side, refusing to leave him alone to his suffering. I tended to his body, cleaned his face and whispered words of encouragement and reassurance, hoping against hope that he could hear me. The pack had grown concerned, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave him, not even for a moment.That evening, as the moon cast its silver light through the window, Lyraeus began to stir. His face contorted in pain, and he murmured incoherently. I leaned closer, my heart racing. “Lyraeus, it’s me, Aria. I’m here,” I whispered, hoping my voice would re
Chapter One: Rejected“Silence!!!!”Elder Thorne’s booming voice echoed through the council chamber, calling the meeting to order. I stood before the esteemed elders, my heart racing with a mix of emotions. Today was the day I would officially announce my decision to hand over my position as the future alpha of the pack to my mate, Kael Darkhaven.The room fell silent, the weight of tradition and expectation palpable. I took a deep breath, my eyes scanning the faces of the elders, searching for any sign of dissent or disapproval.“Aria, daughter of the pack,” Elder Thorne began, his voice grave, “You have called this meeting to discuss your decision to relinquish your title as alpha. Tell us, why do you feel it is necessary to handover your inheritance to your mate?”I swallowed hard, my voice steady as I began to speak. “Elder Thorne, respected elders, my father had led this pack for many years before his death, and I am proud of his accomplishments. However, I don’t think I can con
Chapter Two: Left to Die Kael’s rejection echoed through the grand hall, leaving me stunned and humiliated. But before I could even process what was happening, he continued, his voice dripping with malice. “However, I do have a mate and Luna in mind. One who is worthy of the position.” He turns to Eliana Moon, who was watching the scene unfold with a mixture of shock and excitement. Kael’s eyes locked onto hers, and he smiled, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “Eliana Moon, from this day forward, you will be my mate and luna. Elder Oakley, crown her as such in the presence of this pack.” Elder Oakley looked taken aback, but he quickly recovered, his face expressionless. “As alpha, Kael Darkhaven, it is your right to choose your mate and luna. I will perform the ritual as commanded.” I watched in horror as Elder Oakley approached Eliana, who was beaming with joy. He placed the crown on her head, and Kael pulled her into a possessive embrace. “By the power vested i
Chapter Three: The Lycan’s ArrivalI laid there motionless, my body broken and bleeding. The tears in my eyes seemed to be the only thing still alive, glistening in the faint moonlight filtering through the trees. I was trapped in a limbo between life and death, unable to move or escape the agony consuming me.Suddenly, a rustling in the underbrush sent my heart racing. I was barely conscious but I could feel the presence around me. The sound grew louder, and I braced myself for the worst. A wild beast, perhaps, drawn by the scent of blood?But as the creature emerged from the shadows, I could hear the growl and snare from the creature. I knew it was no ordinary beast, it was a wolf, its fur a shimmering silver-gray, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intelligence. This was no ordinary wolf, but a Lycan, a dangerous species of wolves.The Lycan wolf padded around me, its snout twitching as it sniffed my body. I felt a strange sense of calm wash over me, as if this creature meant n
Chapter Four: FateI felt a jolt of electricity run through me, my heart racing with excitement and trepidation. Mate? What does it mean? The handsome stranger’s eyes locked onto mine, a knowing glint in their depths. “It seems our wolves have already figured it out,” he said, a sly smile spreading across his face. But instead of excitement or joy, he let out a scoff. “Mate? Ha! I don’t believe in such superstitions. The moon goddess wouldn’t pair me with a mate, especially not after… everything.”What was he on about? Why did he have that sadness in his eyes just now? I was more lost than ever. “Well, I am Lyr—” His words were cut short by a rough voice. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Lyraeus’ favorite lap dog, and a pretty little girl to boot. Is this the reason why you’ve been out of reach for days now?”A short man probably in his thirties with a goatee sauntered into the room, a sly grin spreading across his face. He stood beside Lyraeus, grinning down at me like
Chapter Five: He Owns MeI stretched my arms and yawned, feeling a sense of freedom as I left the room I’d been cooped up in for two days. The sunlight streaming through the windows illuminated the beautiful, natural surroundings, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me as I walked down the halls. The soft rustle of my clothes and the creaking of the wooden floorboards beneath my feet were the only sounds breaking the silence.As I walked, I couldn’t help but admire the intricate carvings on the walls, depicting scenes of wolves and forests. The air was fresh and clean, filled with the scent of pine and earth. I breathed deeply, feeling invigorated and refreshed. My playful spirit took over, and I swung my hands and body as I walked, my long hair bouncing behind me. I twirled around, taking in the grandeur of the high ceilings and the sparkling chandeliers. The paintings on the walls seemed to come alive, telling stories of ancient battles and mythical creatures. As I approached a
Chapter Six: Reflections Lyraeus POVI sat in my study, surrounded by paperworks that I needed to get to quickly. My mind however, was distant, lost in thought. As I drummed my fingers on the armrest, my mind wandered back to the events that had led me to this point. “Aria Blackwood,” I whispered, stroking my chin with my fingers.I thought of the day she fled into the woods in her wolf form. She looked majestic with her piercing yellow eyes. Her wolf form dripped of power and grace, an evidence she's of an alpha's bloodline. That very day, I was in the woods, enjoying the serenity of nature, when I heard a rustling. My sensitive ears picked up the sound, and I prepared myself for a potential threat. But then, a scent wafted through the air, intoxicating my wolf, Zephyr. The scent was unlike anything I had ever smelled before—a heady mix of wildflowers and moonlight. Zephyr, usually a calm and collected wolf, had growled a single word: “Mate!”My eyes narrowed as I reca