Beyond the veil of humanity, In a world where demons, vampires, werewolves, witches, and fairies coexist, the delicate balance of power is disrupted by the emergence of a forbidden mixed-breed. As prophecies unfold and allegiances shift, the fate of...
Callisto dragged Asher's limp form through the darkened corridors, Voltmorth's imposing figure leading the way. The air thickened with anticipation as they entered a chamber lit by flickering torches.
The room resembled an ancient sanctum, its walls adorned with mysterious symbols that seemed to pulse in the firelight. Candles surrounded an embedded circle on the floor, their flames dancing in unison. The air reeked of incense...
Callisto dropped Asher onto a massive, slab-like altar, its surface etched with ancient runes that glowed with an otherworldly energy. Asher's unconscious body lay still, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
"A little head bump and he passes out," Callisto muttered, his voice laced with disdain.
Voltmorth's glare cut him off, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Oh will you for once shut up!..Callisto!" The room trembled as his voice boomed. "Your incessant doubts are grating on my patience."
Callisto's face paled, his eyes darting to the floor.
"Reason!!..with your thick vampiric skull for fuck's sake" Voltmorth continued, his tone icy. "If he were born of human intimacy, do you think he could have traversed the veil with you?"
The question hung in the air, and Callisto's gaze dropped further.
Voltmorth's expression calmed as he took a deep breath,his long fingers stroking his dark hair.
"What we'll do first is, we must suppress his human side. Then, the rest will unfold naturally."
"Have you informed the others?" Callisto asked, his gaze scanning Asher's face
Valmorth nodded curtly before turning away, his long strides devouring the distance. He halted beside a nearby pedestal, where a dagger lay waiting. The candlelight danced across its edges, casting an eerie glow on the intricate roots etched into its surface. The roots seemed to twist and writhe like living vines, as if nourished by the flickering flames.
"Let's await his awakening...they are on their way.."
Valmorth announced, his voice dripping with malevolent intent. His smile spread like a crack in the darkness...
_POV: THE LEGION CLAN_
Queen Lyrebird stood lost in thought, her eyes clouded by the weight of the mission... Queen Zephyrine's gentle tap on her shoulder broke the spell, and Lyrebird turned to face her.
"Lyrebird," Zephyrine said, her voice soft
"Do you perhaps recall his features?" She settled beside Lyrebird.
"Maybe...hair color, how he looked?" Zephyrine pressed on, her smile encouraging.
Lyrebird sighed, her shoulders sagging under the burden of her memories.
"I wish I could...or wait..." Her eyes snapped wide, as if a forgotten door had swung open in her mind.
"I actually can!" A triumphant smile spread across her face.
"Ookay, how?" Zephyrine asked, her curiosity piqued.
"I'll need You, Ayla, Nova..."
Lyrebird began, her words trailing off..
"W-what happened?"
Zephyrine's voice came
Lyrebird's gaze drifted,to Lord Xoray "Xoray doesn't have his mate."
Zephyrine's expression turned somber. "What's your plan exactly?"
"The thing is...since the lad's a forbidden mixed breed...encompassing all our powers combined...with a little ritual, we can uncover who he is"
Lyrebird explained. Regret etched her features. "I didn't think of this earlier, before the kids left."
Zephyrine offered a reassuring nod.
"Don't worry, we can still make the search easier. Now, about Xoray's mate...you know he never brings her up or likes talking about her since he lost her."
Lyrebird's voice took on a resolute tone.
"He would do the ritual in her place. I can't perform it with the males; their powers are too strong and could easily drain me. But with us females, it's a matched power...even with Xoray alone is like a thousand demon in one"
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