— I know it was the witch Celeste, and we have her under our control.
Gasper's face changed drastically, stormy wasn't enough to describe his look.
— Are you with Celeste Deveraux?— As? Hand her over!
— Are you with us then?
— Will you give us Celeste?
Jack exchanged glances with Aiden for a split second and finally nodded.
— If you make the witch break the Crescent curse, she's all yours to do with as you please, as long as she stays by our side.
Gaspar had a silent conversation with the twins through some kind of magical bond they shared. The elder rose to his feet and in slow steps approached my partner, extending his hand.
— Do we have a deal then?—
— We will fight by your side, Supreme Alpha, you have the support of the warlocks.
(....)
Twenty years later Jack and I are happy and together. We had a daughter...Zoe. Beautiful, rebellious like her father, but also a Labonair.
I feel my mission is accomplished, my lineage saved, and my daughter will carry on our name.
Zoe Labonair has always believed in love. She was born and raised in a loving home and a family that loved her. She has grown into an intelligent and strong wolf, just like her parents.
Being a cross between witch and werewolf, daughter of the Supremes, she owns immense power. She struggles to control the dark magic within her, not allowing herself to be dominated by darkness, always fighting for the light to control her.
He dreamed his whole life of finding his partner, his true love and getting married, being happy all his life. Having suffered a great loss, she still dreams of one day finding a love as strong as her parents'.
Zoe just didn't expect that to save her family, she would have to accept a proposal that would take her to an eternal torment.
Marrying the man who wanted her and her family dead.
Lucian Duncan, a former warlock who only had one revenge on his mind. Someone who never believed in love or happy endings, his soul had already been taken over by black magic and darkness was all that was left in him.
An unexpected alliance was created in search of revenge. A decision will have to be made in pursuit of peace and a sacrifice will have to be made to stop another war, for love...
The full moon shone in the dark, starless sky. Its intense glow was the only light illuminating the dark and morbid countryside. No sound was emitted from the forest, all life there had felt the presence of a greater and more powerful being. The dark magic in the air made everyone there tense and apprehensive.
— Brothers and sisters, today begins a new era for us. That night will mark the beginning of the end for those who humiliated us — Jason's strong voice reverberated loudly, reaching the ears of the creatures gathered there. — All who once died because of us will be avenged!—
— They'll suffer as much as we do!— Joe yelled beside Jason, fury burning in his eyes. — We'll crush them like worms, that's what they'll be before us.
— After years of disrespect, of insults, after so much injustice, we will take our justice into our own hands. — Jason shouted with blood in his eyes, the feeling of victory filled his chest. He could feel revenge approaching, the bitter smell of hatred and resentment he felt was felt by everyone there, who shared so many feelings.
They wanted revenge, the feeling that had been building over the years. The hatred fueled.
The uncontrolled rage.
The wounded ego.
And heartbroken.
— For years we have waited for your ascension.— Celeste's voice was heard by all. The woman with brown hair and blue eyes like an icy sea walked towards Jason. — We are the answer of all the oppressed, we are the freedom of the captives. We will avenge them!
— We are strong apart,— Frederick said. — And now, we'll be unstoppable together!—
— It's time!— Kieran spoke as he saw Lucian approach. He pushed his way through the crowd that was forming and when he stopped in the middle of the field, he held up his hands.
Joe and Shane approached. Joe was dragging an unconscious vampire across the floor and Shane was pulling a wolf, also unconscious, and as they approached Lucian, they threw them at his feet. With his magic, Lucian pinned them in place.
— The time has come for us to assume what is rightfully ours.— Lucian's voice cut through the silence of the night. —Jason! — called the Labonair, in slow steps he approached. — Do the honors.— He pointed at the bodies, which instantly woke, startled.
— What does that mean?— asked the vampire.
— Where am I?— The wolf's voice sounded sleepy, the wolfs bane injected into her neck had knocked her out in seconds.
They both stared at Jason approaching, calmly. The vampire put himself in an attack position, but his body fell to the ground, paralyzed. Jason grabbed him by the shirt and lifted his body, staring into the haunting eyes of the man in front of him. A groan escaped his lips, while his eyes widened when Jason's hand invaded his chest, ripping his heart out, the female's terrified scream rang in his ears.
Without a hint of regret, Jason threw his body on the ground and with his heart in hand, approached Lucian and threw him on the created altar. When the heart fell into the created potion, the blood boiled and Lucian looked at the wolf.
As Jason approached with an evil look and an animalistic expression, the woman cowered on the ground, crying in despair and asking for mercy, but to no avail. Jason held her by the hair, lifting her body and she moaned in pain, staring at him with tears streaming down her body. She didn't want to die, but as expected, Jason didn't care.
His hand invaded her chest and the wolf screamed as she felt her heart ripped from her chest. Tear filled, wide eyes stared at Jason, he just watched the female die before him. The spark of life faded from his beautiful green irises. For an instant, he flinched. He was forming into the monster his father once was, he reflected that his mother would be disappointed in him, but remembering that night, all hesitation vanished. Jason wanted revenge for his suffering and would only be satisfied with the death of the family that brought so much disgrace to his life.
With the two hearts inside, the blood potion that boiled like fire. Lucian recited the words of the spell, changing the surrounding atmosphere.
The sky began to close suddenly, the cold wind beat against everyone there. That was nature reacting to black magic.
The tops of the trees lit up in flames and everyone jumped, but when Lucian's eyes darkened from the dark magic, Jason shuddered.
Eyes black as night, Lucian walked over to Jason with a ceramic bowl in hand and Jason didn't hesitate to drink the blood that was there. The bowl fell to the floor, at the same time that Jason's body lost strength and collapsed.
He howled in pain as he felt his insides burn like fire. The scarred veins in his skin darkened and boiled, his body's blood gurgled. Lucian lifted a dagger and slashed across his wrist, extending it to Jason. Despite the pain he felt, his fangs ripped through his gum and sank into Lucian's arm as his blood flooded Jason's mouth.
Like a poison entering a body, spreading through every cell, contaminating it. It burned like fire as it spread, the wolf howled in pain within him and Jason writhed on the ground as he felt his body combust. The veins in his body turned red and his spine curved as the transformation took place. That was her body accepting the change, the transition.
Labonair's eyes opened bright red, black veins filled with blood pooled below his eyes. Two fangs ripped through his gums, joining werewolf fangs, and Jason doubled over, howling in pain as he felt his entire body shift. His senses were heightened, his supernatural gene modified and fused with another.
Moonlight reflected off Jason's modified body. The transformation was coming to an end and when the last cell of his body was taken, his body collapsed to the ground in front of the explosion that happened inside him.
It only took a few seconds for Jason to get up off the ground. Here, he was a new creature. A cross between a werewolf and a vampire, a hybrid. The first hybrid of a vampire and werewolf ever created.
That was Jason Labonair, the man who rose from his own ashes, with more scars than you can imagine. With his heart filled with revenge and hatred, he was on his feet, stronger than ever, ready to destroy everyone who crossed his path. And ready to tear apart those who once destroyed his life!
The balance was being broken again. And that's what made Hayley's body jump out of bed when she was awakened by a strange cold sensation that enveloped the female's senses. She widened her eyes, bringing her hand to her chest that ached.
— Hayley?
Jackson looked at her with confusion, wondering at the clear despair on her partner's face when she suddenly woke up screaming in the middle of the night. Tears stung Hayley's eyes.
— Are you okay, little wolf?— he asked affectionately.
Hayley placed her trembling hands on her stomach, feeling her pup's agitation, he was as restless as the twins who stormed into the room, both of them pale and scared. A dark force filled the air.
— What does that mean?— Zoe asked, squinting her eyes tightly.
A kind of dark song echoed in the wind, shaking the trees and making the walls of the house shudder.
— Mother?