Kilran’s POVI had arrived outside Selia’s pack. The Alpha of the pack was well-known to Xynathius so he had called forward to him to expect me. There was no one to receive me at the pack entrance. So I stopped the car Xynathius had lent me. Getting out I made my way to the wary-looking guards and introduced myself. They mind-linked inside and once they got the confirmation I was taken in. This pack seemed cold, barren and lacked the zeal which Warbringer Pack seemed to possess. People seemed too sullen and I didn't see anyone smiling. Grim faces of these lycans and hostile eyes were all I met. Their silverish, grey and light blonde hair added to their lacklustre. I wondered about my mate, was she as distant and cold as these people seemed? I was guided towards the Alpha’s office. We entered the lifeless-looking office with his permission. The burly alpha seemed like a small giant. His head full of white hair was like a cotton field. In his early forties, he was as rigid-looking a

Xynathius’s POVI was inspecting while the warriors were giving the last touches to the decorations for tomorrow’s event. Karica had taken Minerva home so she could sleep. Amal and Melsine had returned to pack house as well.Zilver became anxious all of a sudden, there was this chill I could sense at the back of my head. I glanced around but it appeared normal. Hardly a few minutes passed and the alarms we had set up in case of a breach began to blare in full volume. “We have been breached,” I yelled. My warriors instantly sprung to action while my mind went to my mate and child. Kamryn had sensed my agitation. “Go, make sure Luna and Minerva are safe, I will handle the situation here,” he gestured before wolfing out. The vicious snarls of hellhounds and sickening smells of those blood leechers hung prominently in the air as a bloody war ensued.I rushed towards my house as quickly as I could and mind-linked Karica. The danger bells kept tolling as the link connected and her extreme

Xynathius’s POVAdiyan, she had spoken about him before she was taken. Did she know something that I didn't? Why had she never spoken about this before? From the moment I had claimed her, she had stopped talking about that boy. But why did she say he had the key? I guess I had to contact him. A very grim morning dawned for us all. Every crevice of my mind screamed for our mate. What that fucker must be doing to her, even the thought made bile appear in my mouth from disgust. I knew Karica was strong but she had already gone through enough torture to last her a lifetime. I needed a plan and I needed it fast to get her back. Thadieus and Shaline were the first to arrive. Dismal and bleak, they exuded an air of despondency. They hugged me turn by turn and I wished to cry but held back my tears. “I am so sorry, Xyn. I can't believe this is happening. How are you holding up?” Shaline’s words prompted a deep sigh of frustration from me. “I failed. As her alpha, as her mate, as her pa

Adiyan’s POVXynathius stood before me but seemed extremely distraught and even saddened. I ignored his half-cooked greeting and jumped to the point. “What did you do to her?” If I could bore a hole into him with just my eyes I would have done that by now. “Come inside and we will talk?” he requested, there was this sorrow deeply embedded in his swirling black eyes. He pointed towards the door of what I was guessing was his house. I glared at him for a while before slowly walking forward as he opened the door for me. We stepped inside the warmth-filled home and it screamed of Karica. Looking around I could tell this was her house, her taste. A comforting sensation filled me to be this close to her again. “Hey! I am glad you are here. Thanks for coming man,” Kilran had gotten up from one of the sofas and approached me. We hugged. “I will always come when it involves her,” I straightforwardly stated not caring for anyone’s reaction. I was introduced to another man, their king Tha

Vildus’s POVKarica was more than everything I had hoped for. Not only was my mate extremely beautiful but also exquisite, as she settled into the bathtub I observed her tattooed back. What a brave mate I had, how she had embraced her scars. Sudden pride surged through me as I stripped and joined her in the bathtub. Adjusting her between my legs, I began to thoroughly wash her, cleansing her from the scent of that runt. Her body reacted to the slightest of my touches and I fully wanted to own her. But she wasn't ready for that, her mind was under my control and pushing her any further would wreck her permanently. I would take my sweet time corrupting her until she would stop resisting me. There was going to be no escape from me, the sooner she understood the quicker all her miseries would end. Resistance against my mind control was futile. My hands explored every inch of her ravishingly creamy skin, especially the softness between her thighs. Her head rolled on my shoulder and h