NARRATOR"Thank you, Uncle," Nyx said to Zarek, walking forward with Aidan, who also gave one last look to his parents.Cedrick nodded with a sigh, and although Raven was clearly worried, she could only agree in silence.Her sister Amber squeezed Vincent’s hand. She felt drained—mentally and physically.Her belly and chest ached, and she thought it was from all the stress about her brother and the madness they’d just lived through.But everyone understood Aidan needed to get that weight off his chest.Valeria glanced at her granddaughter’s hand intertwined with that male’s and looked at Gabrielle, who just raised a brow in response.Yeah… crystal clear.Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the skies.Apparently, Silas wasn’t as blinded by Sigrid as they thought.And worse, just as Nyx and Aidan threw themselves off the edge to chase their enemy into the abyss, the family’s jealous wreck with a master’s degree in possessiveness showed up.BOOOM! BOOOOM!Aldric landed hard in his lycan form

NARRATORThe fierce sound of battle echoed inside the ice prison. Edmund was under siege by two fighters, but his years of experience were not in vain. He had fought hundreds of battles, mastered the patience to wait for the right moment, a trait that defied the fiery recklessness of youth. White and golden sparks flared in the air. He dodged with lightning speed, his body vibrating as it shifted from one attack to another. His lightning blade clashed against the powerful ice sword and the misty axe. Nyx and Aidan moved in perfect sync, as if they'd always fought together, their magical souls resonating as one—but nothing was faster than light. The Sorcerer King dodged the deadly traps hidden in the ice. Icicles shot from the ceiling and floor, and the mirrored surface rippled like quicksand, ready to swallow him. His feet could barely find solid ground—it was like watching a shooting star dart through the tight space. But he was burning through his life force with every mov

NARRATORWith a puff, Aidan let out a stream of white smoke from his mouth.It had been incredible when Nyx and he tried merging their magical souls without holding back.That powerful energy healed his wounds and gave him so much strength he felt invincible.His heart was finally free from restraints, and he had dropped all his walls in front of his Selenia."I’ll carry everything, don’t get your hands dirty with that scum," Aidan told her when he saw her picking up one of the arms of that bastard Edmund.Surrounded by a block of ice, the torso, head, and the rest of the limbs were cruelly ripped apart and in pieces."Aidan, I told you not to mess up his face so much…" Nyx muttered with regret, staring through the ice where Edmund’s eyes were frozen in place, still looking at her."Uncle Zarek’s magic sucks when it comes to reconstructing faces," she added like she was talking about a lifeless doll."Nyx, I… I want to use that same forbidden technique on another body," Aidan said ser

NARRATORHe wouldn't let them take his woman away again!BAM! BAM!Drakkar started slamming the walls in fury, making the ground shake.His hands clutched at his head, where claw marks dug deep, bloody trenches into his skin.He looked in pain, tormented by ghosts of the past.Nyx was confused. Where did this lycan come from?She didn’t know the details of her sister’s bond. She hadn’t even had time to talk much."NYX, WE HAVE TO STOP HIM! HE’S LYRA’S MATE!"Valeria’s voice suddenly echoed from above, accompanied by the beating of ravens’ wings.Nyx understood the gravity of the situation."My love, he’s good. We need to help him. Aidan, help us!"Aidan was in denial, but when he looked into those pleading blue eyes, he chose to believe once again.It had taken him so much effort to fragment that power.If it hadn’t been stained by evil, maybe he never would’ve succeeded.But this time he was stronger and had something too precious to protect again."What can I do… my love?" he asked,

NARRATORCedrick Walker never imagined he’d face such a harsh and decisive trial today.His consciousness was fading, his control over his body slipping away. He was losing the connection with his wolf, locked inside his own existence.But a constant challenge kept him going.It allowed him to burn that fierce, aggressive energy surging through his veins—the magic of a powerful beast.The urge to give in tempted him more and more. To just surrender and rest, let himself fade into nothingness.“And you call yourself a King? You’re nothing but a weakling!”“We’ll take your woman so she can mate with one of our males!”“NO, NOT MY FEMALE!” he roared back in response to the taunts that filtered into his mind.“My love, fight! Come back to me, Cedrick!” That was his mate’s voice—his Raven. He couldn’t give in. If he fell asleep now, he’d never wake up from this nightmare.He grabbed the thread of fate linking him to his wolf, and their hearts resonated as one, like a single being.“RRROOAA