Rhea stared at the lifeless body of Mork on the floor. He had been her personal guard for as long as she could remember and he had always been good for her. It was sad that when she needed him the most, he had turned on her for personal glory, and now he was dead.“You shouldn’t have killed him,” Rhea frowned.“What should I have done with him?” Calistè grunted. “He wasn’t going to give us any useful information.”“He was always good to me,” Rhea muttered.“That was before he became over ambitious,” Calistè frowned. “Mork didn’t really care about you anymore. All he wanted was to harness Steve’s power.”“And what about Steve?” Rhea asked. “What would we do about him now?”Calistè looked over her shoulder at the long line of graves that were ahead of her and she shrugged. “I would say we dig through all the graves in St. Jacques tonight but I’m standing with a princess who can’t get her nails dirty.”“I don’t even have nails,” Rhea muttered, staring at her fingers. “I can’t be here all

“What..what..what do you mean?” Rhea stared at Calistè. “Someone else is already in control of Steve?”“You heard me right,” Calistè nodded. “I don’t know how he managed to do it but it’s been done already. All the necessary spells have been cast. The only thing left is the body. It needs time to regenerate and get its form again.”Rhea ran her fingers through her hair pensively. All her efforts over the past week to get Steve was now futile. Someone else was one step ahead of them and it was most likely going to be Mork.“How long until his new form is completed?” Rhea asked.“Normally, it doesn’t take more than an hour or two,” Calistè shrugged. “Depending on how long this spell was cast, he would be waking up any time soon and searching for his master.”“And if he doesn’t see his master?” Rhea asked.For a second, Calistè went blank. She had not considered that before as it had never happened before. “I’ve never thought of that,” Calistè frowned. “I guess it would remain there, wa

Xavier woke up with a terrible headache and to the realization that the worst might have happened while he slept. Standing up from his master bed, he stared at his reflection in the mirror that hung on his wall, directly in front of him. He noticed that he had grown a bit taller in the last few weeks and his hair was getting fuller. He ran his hand through his hair and washed his face with water. It was the morning of their mission to the North and he knew that this particular mission would be the highlight of his reign as the Alpha for a long time to come. He had not spoken to Rhea since their little quarrel the other night and Jimin too seemed to be disappointed with him. He turned towards the door and pushed it open. The room opposite was Jimin’s and he was surprised to see that the door was still open. Jimin loved to sleep with his door closed for privacy so for his door to be open, it could only mean one thing - he was not in the room and as much as that seemed to be the only pla

Xavier stared at the guards as they walked in and from the bleak expression on their faces he could tell that whatever they had come to tell him was not good news.“Hope you two have not come in here to spoil my already bad day with worse news?” Xavier grunted. “If it’s not about Rhea or Jimin, I don’t want want to hear it. Whatever it is you want to say to me can wait till we’ve found them.”“It’s about Rhea, my king,” the first guard replied. “Come with us. We have something to show you.”They walked ahead of Xavier, leading him all the way into Rhea’s room and Xavier paused at the door.“This is not the best time for a joke you know,” Xavier said. “So if this some sort of prank you’d better call it off now.”“It’s not a prank my king,” the guard replied. “Come on in.”Xavier walked into the room he had already been in earlier and looked around. The bed was still scattered as it was when he had come in but every other place was well arranged. Everything was in its place.The first g

Rhea looked over her shoulder at Xavier approaching them and frowned. One of the many perks of being the daughter of the lycan king was that your scent was so peculiar that even a day old pup could keep tabs on you.“Act normal,” Calistè grunted, noticing that Rhea’s hands were shaking.“How in heaven’s name do you want me to act normal!” Rhea muttered back. “Can’t you see that they’re here already.”Rhea turned around to see that Xavier was already standing behind her and she smiled at him.“Hey Xavier…”“Rhea,” Xavier stared her down. “What are you doing out here by this time in an abandoned vets office at St. Jacques?”Rhea would have lied but it was no use lying to him. It was all there - Calistè, Jimin, the dead body of her ex boyfriend that was struggling to get to his master again. She knew how it would sound if she told Xavier that she came to see her ex and for a split second, the part of her that dared to have a little fun with him, considered blurting it out.“Remember the