Selene's pov I could feel him prying. Daruis's warnings were accurate…Saltos was trying to corrupt my mind. I could feel him prying even then."Why do you fight for them?" His voice boomed in my head.“They wanted you dead!!" He yelled.“No…" I groaned. "Get out of my head."“You must have forgotten." He whispered. "Let me remind you."Selene!!!" Ansari's voice echoed through the room. I rose to my feet, my heart beating as fast as possible. Goddess, help me; what was I going to say? I could feel the crowd's eyes on my back. The urge to turn was almost irresistible, but the Ansari woman held me with her gaze. She was a striking-looking woman, especially for someone her age. Her silver hair shone on her head like a magnificent crown, her eyes green embers of wildfire. Her skin was still surprisingly taunted, and she was definitely the prettiest person there.But her looks were secondary to me; I could feel her boring into me, searching through my soul in a way that reminded me of t
Magnus's povAll my life, I have known pain. You are not considered an alpha if you are a weakling. The Lycan gene is poison to those who cannot wield its power. It corrupts you and weakens you more because you need strength to fight, and if you have no strength for the fight, you are beaten. Pain has been my friend for a long time, for I am ancient, I am feral, and I am one with nature. The pain that seared through my entire body was not something I was familiar with, though. Tears threatened to escape my eyes as Selene pressed down on the wound with a piece of her cloth and a mixture of herbs."Hmmm." I groaned. The tears were now close; I bit down hard on my lips to stop myself from screaming."Please, stay still." Selene pleaded. Her icy blue eyes were filled with fear and concern. She wrapped the cloth around the wound in a bid to stop the bleeding. I watched her hands as she walked quickly but her face soon called to me and the memory of the moment we had shared. No, now was no
Ansari's povTrue, the wounds on some people were still healing, and the town was in ruin. That should be action enough, but I could feel the call of war in my soul. It was beckoning to me. It called me, pulled at my spirit, and all I wanted was to leap at a monster's throat and tear it to shreds.I turned to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “You should go to your wife. Tell her the truth. I can't have her hoping for something that is not true," I said sadly. It had been the case with me. I had been waiting on my father in front of our cabin, waiting and pleading for him to come home. But he did not.I had hoped those robbers would spare my family, but they had not either.Hope was nothing but a facade—a stupid little blue scam.He looked at me with Sad eyes and nodded. "She's pregnant."His words echoed in my head, and I felt for him even more. But he was a man, and a man was a warrior, a man was a hero, and a man is always a living sacrifice for his family.I hugged him tight
Magnus's pov"No more." I pleaded. "Please, no more.""But why?" The evil voice asked."Do your actions shame you?""Enough!!!" I ordered, but he took hold of me.Like he always did.The car coughed and groaned, but the engine stayed dead. I turned to Gabriel anxiously. "Gabriel, we have to ditch the car!"He stubbornly shook his head. "No, don't worry about that; she's only sleepy." He said and patted the dash. "Right, baby?" His words were beginning to annoy me; I turned to the windshield, and my breath got stuck in my throat. The swarm of wolves coming our way would be here any second. Fuck, Ansari must have brought out every single wolf she had for four people. "Gabriel, we need to leave," I pleaded. He paid no heed to me, tore out the wires, and began hot-wiring the jeep.“Dad…" Selene called. “Shouldn't we just leave the car?” Darius asked, and I turned to him simultaneously as Gabriel. "SHUT UP!!”Darius sank back into his seat and kept quiet. The engine coughed and shoo
Daruis's pov I remember the way the sun warmed up my skin every day as I ran through the streets with him. I remember feeling a sense of joy and happiness every single time we were together. Magnus and I had been against the whole world, and we were always confident the world had nothing on us. I remember hating the nights in the pack, especially the full moons. The way everyone turned feral, attacking one another with no care in the whole world, shocked me. I hated being a wolf. Even now, I only change into mine when it is necessary. I remember wanting to be human and live in one of those big, fancy cities. To be friends with other human children and not have just one mentally unstable one. I wanted so much for myself. For my life.I remember how hard it had been to convince the council to let me leave for college. I remember coming home to see things exactly how I had left them. I remember Magnus being cold.I remember hearing news of impending evil. I remember meeting her
Gabriel's povSolum thirsty… Solum needs water."“You will be drowning in your own blood soon enough." Olivia spat. Her words made the little creature shudder, and I felt them in my soul.“Do not do this. We need it." I said desperately.“What exactly do we need it for?" She asked.“For one, Saltos communicates with his army via a mind link, as Mates do. So if Saltos gives a command…"“This little shit could relay it to us over here." Olivia gasped and stared at me for a moment.“You're a genius." She exclaimed.I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. “Once we get to Saltos, I'll kill it," she," she," she said and dropped the monster down. Until then, you're watching after it. Abd is cleaning up after it." She had already begun to walk toward the place when she stopped and turned to me."Abd, you're feeding it from your rations."I smiled and nodded. She turned back and continued to the plane.After she boarded, I looked down at the goblinGoblin and smiled.It was a shivering fear.“
Magnus's pov "I'm sorry." She quickly said. She did not have to be, though. I was the one who was at fault; I should have known sooner; I should have sensed she was in danger."It's OK. Let's go." I muttered tiredly. We stumble out of the house slowly and walk into the night.She was struggling under my weight, so I tried to restrain myself from putting my entire weight on her."Ughh." She whimpered in pain. No, I could not go on."Stop, you have to go to town on your own," I said.She turned and stared at Me with those eyes. Fear was sketched over the contour of her face."We must protect her." My wolf whispered to me.I smiled despite the pain. We could not even protect ourselves."I can't leave you here alone." She said, I pulled my hand away and landed heavily on the ground. "Ugh!" I groaned."Magnus!!" She yelled, her voice carrying emotions I wanted to believe was more than care and fear for my life because what I felt was more than that."Then what do you propose we do? Conti
Selene's pov“let go of your fear." The moon Goddess whispered to me.What she asked of me was impossible; I could not. No one could.I turned back to her and pleaded with my eyes. “You allow your fear to control you. You allow it to play the host of your mind." She walked next to me and held my hand in hers. "You cannot remain here for too long, child. You are not ready." "No, please, we need help finding the tomb of the first." I pleaded. I had learned nothing from her in our time together, which was an awful waste.“I know what you seem, but you must know that everything happens at fate's time and will." She stroked a strand of hair away from my face. She spoke in parables; I was not in the mood for that.“What do you mean fate? You are the Goddess, all-knowing and all-powerful. You protect your people, and that is exactly what they need from you right now: protection." I could feel tears of frustration falling from my eyes. She had to understand; she had to help.“Sweet child,