LOGIN“To hell with your magic!” I roared without the slightest hesitation. “To hell with this throne and your ancestors’ power! I don’t love your magic, Maeve! I love you! Throw away that damned magic and come back to me!”My words seemed to become an anchor in the storm inside her mind. The black haze i
ALARIC POV“Let me go, Bastard!” I roared, my voice cutting through the sound of the storm of darkness raging in the middle of the throne room.I struggled with all my strength, wrenching against Dorian’s hands as he tried to lock my neck and pin me to the shattered marble floor.“You’re insane, Ala
I looked up and stared at Uncle Garson, who was now beginning to choke from the loss of his parasite magic."Your turn, Uncle Garson," I hissed. "Give me the rest of your power!"I focused the pull of my energy directly onto Uncle Garson's body with extreme intensity."NO! STOP! AAAAAA!" Uncle Garso
MAEVE POVMy scream shattered as the parasite mist continued slamming into my chest. And it wasn't just energy striking me—it was voices filled with pain. All of them overlapped, screaming and crying out in agony.It felt like my skull was about to explode. Because I could hear the voices of wolves
If one monster had to bear the sins of the Nightwhisper ancestors, then let that monster be me.I closed my eyes. I forcibly opened the walls of my mind link, sending all my emotions through the mate bond still connected to the remnants of Alaric’s energy.“Alaric... can you hear me?” I whispered in
MAEVE POV“Alaric! No!” I screamed hoarsely.I pushed forward and thrust my fingers toward Uncle Garson’s neck, my silver energy shimmering brightly. My uncle didn’t move at all. Instead, he tilted his head, exposing his neck and revealing his weakest point.“Come on, what are you waiting for, Maeve
“I’m just scared, Alaric,” I whisper, choosing only part of the truth. “Scared of what’s going to happen when we face Uncle Garson. Whether we lose or even if we win, there will be too many sacrifices.”Alaric falls silent. The tension in his jaw slowly eases. He lets out a long breath before pullin
MAEVE POVThe air feels warm inside the Alpha pack’s house, even though the smell of smoke clings to almost every corner of the room. I sit beside Alaric, quietly enjoying dinner, while Dorian looks completely uninterested in the food.Which is ridiculous, because this food tastes amazing after we e
DORIAN POVMy calm mood has been ruined all day. Not only because of the Sword Bearer’s overprotective behavior toward Maeve, but because of how close they have become. It feels almost unbearable being caught between the two of them.My chest aches every time I catch the way Maeve and Alaric look at
“Alaric, stop!” Maeve screams, trying to pull my arm back, but my body is too rigid with rage.I lift Dorian off the ground until the tips of his boots no longer touch the snow. My other fist tightens before slamming hard into his jaw.BAM!Dorian’s head snaps to the side. Fresh blood instantly spil







