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"Please, tell me you didnt poop again," I look into her bright little eyes, and all that comes out of her tiny mouth are bubbles of saliva.

I lift her into my arms and cautiously sniff her diaper.

"Phew, I thought it was my turn again.

Hold it in until your dad gets here, okay? Your uncle only likes you when you smell like a clean little baby," I cradle her in my arms and start pacing with her.

Ican't help but smile; she's so adorable and reminds me so much of my sister when she was little.

"Dad has to deal with the poop, the sleepless nights, and in the future, fighting off suitors," Roger walks into the room, huffing, and I hand him his little daughter.

"Well, mom had to carry her for nine months and give birth to her.

Isn't that enough?" "Yeah, sure, always defending your sister.

Shes not as saintly as you think, she..." "AAAAHHH!" Suddenly, a scream cuts through our conversation, and I rush to the adjoining room; that scream was my sisters.

"Alana!" I burst into the room to find her crying, her terrified eyes locking onto mine.

I feel my heart freeze in my chest.

No...

this feels like déja vu, just like ---- years ago when I found my mother waking up from 'the call." "Alana, calm down, take it easy, little sister," I sit on the bed and hold her as her trembling hands clutch my arms tightly.

Her entire being is terrified, and Im even more so because I know exactly what this means.

"I...

[saw it, brother.

I saw all the chaos, the prison door...

it wont hold.

Moms power wasnt enough," her frantic eyes, the same color as my mother Selenias, look straight into mine.

"The Goddess called me.

She needs my help." "NO!" Lyell, startling her, shaking my head vehemently.

"But, baby...

your mother was called too.

How is this happening so soon?! "her mate rushes into the room, his face filled with desperation.

He runs to Alana, throwing himself onto the bed to hold her as she breaks down in sobs.

I get up and stand in a corner, clenching my fists and grinding my teeth so hard I feel them crack.

I think I might go insane with rage.

I storm outside onto the balcony, facing the full moon in the sky.

What do you want from us?! When will you stop tearing my family apart? How much longer do we have to pay for you creating us, damn you! " T scream at the Goddess, filled with resentment, while the wails of a baby echo through the night.

Icollapse to my knees, unable to help it, powerless and consumed by rage, just like when my mother left a little girl in my carethe next Selenia for the throne.

She sacrificed herself to maintain peace in this land.

Every single woman and man being forced here were elemental beings.

---- My father died the moment my mother immolated herself.

They had made a life-or-death vow, inseparable mates, and I was left alone with all the burden.

I fought tooth and nail against my ambitious relatives, powerful vampires and sorcerers who wanted to control my little sisters mind the Queen.

Iwas young and inexperienced too, and I had to do so many terrible things, make so many sacrifices, just to keep Alana safe from those ancient monsters.

Thad to become worse than them, and now...

now it's happening all over again.

I was sick of it.

Why did only the Selenias have to fix the mistakes of that damn Goddess? Tendured what happened with my mother, but I couldn't let Alana sacrifice herself too.

"Zarek, where are you going?! Wait, don't do anything stupid!" m going to fix this once and for all! Isn't the Specter King the problem? Then we! kill him and end it!" I shook off my sisters frantic grip, pushing her into her mates arms.

"Dont let her go to the call, Roger, dont let her! Ill fix this mess!" And I meant it, no matter what.

But as powerful as I had become, I wasnt stupid.

Neither I nor the loyal army I had built to protect the castle and the throne were enough.

I descended into the secret passage and activated the portal to the land of the lycans.

---- Alana was the Queen of all lands, all races united under one rule, but the lycans always preferred to remain separate.

Viktor was their leader, and we were good friends.

He always had my back, protecting Alana and keeping the other races in check.

Tactivated the portal I hadn't used in a long time, not even bothering to announce my arrival, and rushed through the dark corridors to the throne room.

However, before I reached it, the scent of sex, blood, and lust assaulted my nose.

When I pushed open the heavy wooden doors, I froze in the doorway.

None of them noticed my presence; how could they when they were so lost in their orgy? Naked bodies writhed in every corner of the roomon tables and chairs, scattered with remnants of food and spilled wine goblets.

The growls and cries, the moans and pleas, the sobs drilled into my ears as Imade my way to the back, where the stairs led to Viktors throne.

I wasnt innocent.

I wasnt shocked by the fact that they were fucking like animals; I had been part of orgies myself, lost in nights of sex with multiple women.

But the problem wasnt what they were doingit was who they were doing it with.

I looked toward the sturdy chair, where a blonde elemental woman was being ravaged savagely by Viktor.

She clung to the backrest, crying and pleading, while he pounded into her from behind like a beast consumed by lust.