The Black Alder Series (Books 1-3)

Unknown Pov I must find her. Oh yes. I must. I know she is close. Soon I will have her, as the prophecy predicts I will. With her by my side, I can finally complete this task. One of my servants appeared before me in a puff of smoke.

“Sire, I have found her,” he says, bowing down.

“Where?” I demanded.

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“Then what are you waiting for? Bring her to me,” I demand.

“As you wish, sir. There is a wolf king in North Carolina who has raised her, though I can tell it was violent. Sources say he abused her. He has tried to persuade us to join him in taking on his rival pack, Black Alder, to kidnap her. He has an insider in the pack who wishes to harm her. She is also surrounded by three powerful Lycans who are considered to be her mates. What is your will about this, sire?”

“Kill the King. Kill the Lycans. She is by my side. Kill him and bring her to me.”

‘As you wish, sire,” he says, bowing and vanishing again. I will have my revenge on my first wife for this curse I have been forced to endure for eons. With this beautiful wolf and her powerful blood by my side, we will rule overall. Soon Arabella. Soon. Elena Pov I’m currently with Roland in Virginia with our granddaughter, visiting some packs for allies, but I can’t get my dream out of my head. I had a visit from the moon goddess last night. She told me of an upcoming battle that will either be the survival of my family or the destruction of it, and it all centers around my grandson’s mate.

I have been told what I need to do to save them and have been sworn to secrecy by the moon goddess not to reveal a word of what’s to come to anyone. I just hope they can all forgive me for what must be done. Arabella’s Dream I’m in a room with pitch-black walls and a black marble floor. There are fire torches that fill up the entire room. There is a platform with two thrones, both black, with red velvet cushions. One is taller than the other.

“Arabella,” a voice says behind me.

I whip my body around, and I end up coming face-to-face with a very gorgeous, tall man with blonde hair and bright green eyes. This man is very handsome, almost like a statue. He is wearing a black dress shirt with black slacks and a black tie. This man was gorgeous. I can sense he is human, but there is something else about him. Something I can’t quite put my finger on. He walks in front of me and kisses my hand. I try to hide a blush. Wait, no, why am I feeling like this? I pull my hand away.

His eyes seemed to flash with anger for a moment, but his smile was forced back on his face. I realize I am terrified of this man.

“I was wondering when you would come here, Arabella. I figured you would be powerful enough to find this place on your own. It is your destiny after all,” he says, sitting down on the large throne. I debate whether I want to sit or not.

“You can sit down if you wish, Arabella,” he said. I decided to stand.

“Who are you? and how is it that you know me?” I asked the beautiful man.

“Who I am isn’t important. It’s who you are. You’re the one I’ve been waiting for, and now I’m so close to having you, I can almost taste it,” he says, licking his lips.

“You stay away from me,” I threatened, and he was in front of me in an instant, caressing my cheek. How did he move that fast for a human?

“See you soon, darling. Oh, and you may want to wake up. You’re burning up your room,” the man warns me before my vision swirls. Arabella Pov “Bella. Bella. BELLA WAKE UP” I hear someone roar, and I wake up. I’m in Ares’s arms. There is smoke all around the room. Ash and Adonis are putting out the fire, and they can tell something has just burned. I can see their clothes have little bits of ash on them.

“What happened?” I asked them, jumping out of bed. They grabbed me in their arms.

“Bella, you were screaming that he was going to get you in your sleep, and you set the whole bed on fire with us. Thankfully, fire doesn’t affect us, but our clothes, not so much,” Adonis jokes around.

“Who is coming to get you, the King? You don’t have to worry about that, Bella.” Ash says, kissing my head. My powers seem to be connected to my emotions, even while I sleep. My mind drifts back to my dream. It was just a dream. Right? I should be fine. I decide not to worry about them having a dream, though something