The hidden stones : soul of gods

The Coven

Luthor reached the deep passage of the forest, a shiver running down his spine as he stepped further into its dark embrace. The trees' twisted branches seemed to whisper ancient secrets, and their aura filled him with a sense of foreboding. He knew he was entering the coven of witches and warlocks-a place where magic thrived and danger lurked in every shadow.

Witches were the lifeblood of the supernatural world, their powers vital for the survival of many. They provided rivers of blood that nourished the vampires, their chants healing the gravest wounds, and their foresight guiding them away from perilous futures. The coven was protected by strong spells, allowing entry only to those the witches permitted. Luthor was the sole exception.

Despite their sweetness and the warlock leader's charismatic personality, the coven gave Luthor the creeps. Their sharp minds and unfiltered words always made him uneasy. As he reached the wooden house of the warlock, he rang the bell.
The response was immediate: "Entry of Luthor is not allowed today."

Luthor laughed. "Come on, Magnus, it's not funny. I have something urgent to ask you." ( Because I love malec so I added them in this chapter)

"Urgent is out of my dictionary today luthor " came the reply.

Luthor sighed. "You know, man, I'm serious."

The door opened, revealing Magnus lounging in a chair with a drink in his hand. Just because you said it's important"
"It's 6 a.m., Magnus. Seriously, drinking at this time?"

Magnus smirked. " Don't you know my dear ,When you need booze, you drink booze."
His confidence was something Luthor admired. His way of carrying himself without worrying what others think about him and without any fear saying what's in his mind . And his care for others that's what makes him a true leader.

"Ohh and here I thought someone's boyfriend left him alone for some time that's why he is making use of that time as much as possible" mocked Luther.
Everyone knows the only one which can make magnus afraid is Alex, he is like the leash on him which stops him from becoming a tyrant.

Suddenly, a glass appeared in Luthor's hand."You know I don't drink, Magnus."

"But it's a happy occasion, my dear," Magnus replied.

"What happy occasion I am not aware about, it seems a lot of things are happening in my territory which I am not aware about." Luthor said jokingly and took a sip of liquor.

" Relax buddy, We're celebrating the harmonious event of my dear friend finding his mate."

Luthor's hand froze mid-air, the glass trembling. It felt like the air had been sucked out of his lungs. Vampires didn't breathe, yet he felt as if he was suffocating. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. That's why he couldn't handle the boy being hurt, that's why he felt so bonded to him, that's why he cared so much.

Seeing Luthor's shock, Magnus chuckled. "You know, for someone who has read more books than a bookworm, you seem quite dense. If I were you, with all that knowledge, I'd have welcomed him as " you are welcome in my humble home my dear mate. Ohh shit I forgot you don't have a home, so you got your princess in a castle, sorry my mistake again in your case prince in castle"

"Not in the mood for jokes, Magnus. And we all know you just need a reason to drink . And about what you said He's just a boy, not more than twelve. And more than that, he's a werewolf. You know what his bite can do to me, and what my bite can do to him. How could we be mates?"

Magnus shrugged. "The Almighty has his reasons."

"You talking about the Almighty is rich, coming from a prince of Hell," Luthor retorted." Looks like Alex is rubbing on you.

"Ex-prince of Hell, my dear. And more than that which reminds me of my angel, who is not my boyfriend anymore"

" What!! You guys broke up and when??? Why I am not aware about this one and don't tell me that's why he returned to heaven.but I am not shocked man not even a devil can handle you forget about the angel "

" Don't curse me luthor" said magnus with an offensive glare" and for someone who doesn't took interest is worldly things you look quite gossip lover to me"
"And about your question he is not my boyfriend anymore because he is now my husband" replied magnus proudly while showing his wedding ring.

You know what enough about our chit chatting you show off , what I want to know is, why is a human is in my territory with a werewolf, and you didn't warn me?"

Magnus sighed. "You know Luthor what happened today, My dear cat broke my treasured glass jar yesterday , one I've kept for 800 years. I was very sad"

"And your point is ??" Asked Luthor

" I didn't foresee it, just as I didn't foresee them crossing your territory. I have a premonition about harm, but I guess they're not harmful. Still, I would love to meet them because their presence means something significant is about to happen."

"Fine, come and meet them. Now, I need to leave. I don't want to spoil your celebratory mood."

Magnus stopped him when he was at the door and tossed a pouch to Luthor. "What is this?" Luthor asked.

"Something to heal your werewolf faster."

"He's not my werewolf," Luthor muttered.

Magnus raised an eyebrow. "I'm in a very joyous mood today, so a special piece of advice for my very dear friend : loosen up a little, or your mate will drive you mad. Very, very mad." He laughed as Luthor left, pondering why a werewolf would be his mate, and more importantly, why a child who wouldn't even recognize him as his mate until he was eighteen according to the books he read about werewolf.

Life really sucked Luthor thought . Maybe he should just sleep in his coffin for a hundred or thousand years.

Luthor returned to his castle, the weight of Magnus's words heavy on his mind. The thought of the boy, his mate, being a werewolf gnawed at him. The kid was so young, so innocent (only if he knew ). How could fate be so cruel?

As he entered his quarters, he found the boy, lying in bed, his breathing shallow. Luthor sat by his side, the pouch from Magnus in hand. Carefully, he opened it and found a vial of shimmering liquid. He hesitated for a moment, then poured a few drops onto the boy's wound.

Almost instantly, his breathing steadied, and color returned to his cheeks. Luthor watched, fascinated, as the healing potion worked its magic as expected of magnus .

"Rest," Luthor whispered. "You're fine now.

Days passed, and kayden's condition improved. He was still weak, but the healing potion had worked wonders. Luthor kept a close eye on him, the bond between them growing stronger. He couldn't deny the connection he felt, the urge to protect and care for the boy."Fate has a strange way of bringing people together," Luthor said softly.

And so, in the dark passage of the forest, amidst the coven of witches and warlocks, on the land of vampires,a vampire a werewolf, and a human will forge an unbreakable bond. Their journey was just beginning, a tale of love, friendship, loyalty, magic, and fate that would defy all odds.