Octavia PovI walked to Samantha’s apartment, breathing out. It has been two days since she died and I did not have the heart to tell that poor child that his mother was dead. I buried her yesterday. I buried her alone because her family or the pack wanted nothing to do with her, which is actually very disappointing. They are not innocents either. They also hurt an innocent pup, so why are they treating her like she committed the biggest sin in the world? Anyway, I ignored them.Her son, Dean, is my only concern. I got to their apartment, and I entered. Her apartment is a two-room apartment because it was just her and her son. There were boxes packed everywhere with warriors bringing them out. They are moving his boxes because he is moving in with me. I saw him sitting down on the couch, silently looking at the warriors.“Excuse us,” I said. The warriors nod and let. He turned to me, looking at me blankly. I sat beside him, folding my hands. He looks like a one year and a few months o

Weeks AgoOctavia Pov“Octavia, I have to tell you something,” Asher said. I turned to him, confused.“What?” I asked.“That is not Silver,” he said. I look at him blankly, then I look at Silver.“What do you mean? That is him,” I said. “Trust me, he is not. I can feel witch powers on him and I can’t feel the aura Silver usually have” he said. I touched Silver, and I was feeling the sparks. His aura was the same, so what does he mean?“Asher, are you sure about this?” I asked. “Yes, and to prove it,” he said and suddenly I was not feeling any bond with this supposed Silver. This person looked like him, but I couldn’t feel anything. “So they sent a fake Silver here,” I growled in the mind link. “Calm down, this is actually good. We act like we are not aware of this. I am sure he is here so he can know your powers and what we are planning. Just act like the way you would act with Silver. As time goes on, we will trap them,” he said. I think about it and I look at Silver with a big s

Octavia PovI teleport Kane and I to the middle of the field where people are still fighting and killing themselves. I sent a massive breeze to the crowd and everyone flew in different directions. The rogues, witches and the pack turned to where the breeze was coming from and when the rogues saw me, they acted on instinct, attacking me.“Stop!” I yelled, command flowing through my voice. They stopped in their tracks and the once angry crowd, full of angry growls, painful grunts and yells, is now quiet. I looked towards the back of the crowd and I could see the pack joining in. There were dead bodies everywhere, mutilated wolves and heads. “Shift!” I yelled. The rogues shifted and some pack members that were in their wolf’s form shifted. The rogues are, of course, humans. “Look at ourselves! Killing each other! Involving innocent humans in our battle all because two selfish people want to be the king and ruler of werewolves!” I yelled, pushing Kane to my front. He was on his knees. E

It has been very few months since the great war, few months since Asher died, few months since Octavia tried to make her mate remember her with no improvement. And it has been a few months since Octavia gave birth to her son Archie. Things have been peaceful ever since. Silver is now fully recovered and back on his feet, but his scars, however, are still there. He has burnt skin on his feet and he sometimes wears socks to cover his feet. His arms and back have whip marks and stab wounds, but they are not as noticeable. The only noticeable scar he has is his scarred feet and the long scar moving from his shoulder down to his waist. He has embraced his scars; he sees them as his battle scars and he always walks around the training ground barefoot and half naked. Lillian has been a shadow of herself, only focusing on her daughter. Since Asher died, the guilt she is feeling is becoming bigger. She owes him a big apology for not believing him because he tried to talk to her; he gave her

Bellona PovI got to my office and I sat down. I looked through the contacts of the leaders of other kingdoms and I found king Orion’s contact. I breathe out because I honestly do not want to speak with him. He is a big flirt, and I don’t have time for flirting. “It won’t be that bad,” Axel said, smiling while Silver was frowning. Axel reminds me so much of Asher. They are both goofy and they always know what is going on in my mind. I still miss Asher every day, but hopefully he is in a better place. I dialed the number with the telephone and it took some time to ring before he picked it up. “Hello, King Orion speaking,” his hoarse, flirty voice said. King Orion is a handsome man, and he is currently 845 years old. But he looks and acts like a 21-year-old. Vampires don’t age and they are immortal. He is a very handsome man with pale skin. Women flock around him like flies. There are a lot of rumors going around about him impregnating several women from other kingdoms. Women can’t ju