The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 114

30. Betrayed

ALERIC.

This morning I felt an odd wave of power rush through me and instantly found myself lowering my head in submission.

The excitement that this was Apophis’ bestowing me with what he had promised, ready to bestow me with my rightfully earned powers. But it felt too… light. There was no dark raw power that I’m used to.

There is no change in my power, and I feel unsettled. It almost feels like something has awakened, but nothing has changed! To make matters worse, Apophis has not reached out to me again.

Then, I learned everyone felt it, and by everyone, I mean the entire Solaris bloodline, including those packs in America.

The reason behind it is unknown, but it’s making me uneasy. What is that? We have to rule out magic if even those abroad felt it, but something just isn’t right.

I’ve been trying to summon Apophis, trying to call him forth, but he hasn’t answered. It’s evening now and I’m making my way to the woods, not far from where the first serpent had been killed. There’s a tear in the veil around here, one that no one even knows of, and they never will.

I smirk coldly. Don’t they get it? This is needed…

Apophis didn’t need to explain in detail for me to know that his plan and beliefs are best for us. If the Gods walk upon earth once more, destroying this barrier between the worlds, it will make this world a place of great power.

We could rid the world of humans entirely, we don’t need them. Imagine, only the strong will survive, and we will all become gods in our own rights.

Just imagining the possibilities excites me. I pull my hood up, scanning the trees, before I enter the woods, making my way deeper and deeper into it.

Ah… the ancient burial ground…

With the naked eye, one would not think it used to be one. It doesn’t even look like a cemetery anymore. With time, everything has become covered, buried into the ground or destroyed, but I know what it used to be.

A graveyard that thousands of years ago was the burial pit for Apophis’ dead. His slaves and beasts that were killed, and a place that was used to cultivate his power.

How intriguing… Thousands of years ago, this was a pit of darkness and death.

I keep going, heading down the slightly rock path that is fully surrounded by brambles and trees.

I’m close now.

I frown as the thorns snag at my top before I finally stop at a narrow crack between two jagged rocks. It looks like it just links onto the huge rocky cliff behind it, buried behind the trees, but I know better.

A place no human could get into. From the outside, it looks like a dead end, anyway.

Smiling, I tilt my head, calling upon the power that Apophis has blessed me with so far and focus on it.

body shift and the excruciating pain of transforming tears through me as my body changes and reforms. I drop forward now in

same as it usually is when we shift to our wolves,

narrow area and

get undressed and dressed every time. I now stare ahead into the pitch-black darkness, seeing the slight wavering in the air, a glitch in the matrix even… but that

will benefit us. I walk closer to it. A part of me wants to know what would happen if I

his presence is strong here, and the first question that comes to my mind is, why has he

you hear me?”

commanded! The Lycan is next, and the plan is already set

fists,

if he just got me to obey and wasn’t planning on giving

“Apophis!” I shout.

that I am the God, not you!’ The menacing snarl comes from all around and a violent wind whips up, swirling around me and cutting into my skin. The sheer power forces me to

forgive me, but I only mean well. I killed my own brother to show you I

out a menacing chuckle. “For me? You wanted him gone,

look up, seeing the thick purple and black

say, trying to squash the sliver of fear

air is making me tremble, squeezing around me. The tendrils of smoke

I done that displeases

happened, but I have no

shrill hiss of rage makes me flinch as I’m thrown back, and the pain in my head and ears, makes me clutch my head and it takes a moment

Alive.

at him. “No, I killed him with bullets

you calling me

time I

swirls around

“If he isn’t dead,

alive, though? I killed him and left

does this make me

went to look… it

else was accounted for…

me… and he

death! Yet it never came! My visits to you are limited, and I did not want to waste one without an

I stare at him, not wanting

woman you want under your

as if my head is going to burst, but not because of his

she’s mine! I already claimed her as

has done me

in its wake, melting the soles of my shoes, but I