Chapter 202
Deckard
Of course, the bounty I put on Freya’s head would make it nearly impossible for her to escape. I’d made sure of that.
There’s no way she’d slip through my fingers, not with so much money hanging over her head. A know a Few who would be willing to risk their lives for it, but Dane… Dane is a fool. And fools, they never die easily.
I had’nt thought about Dane for a long time, I thought he was long gone, another weakling whose purpose had run out, but I was wrong. He’s still here, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to make himself useful again.
It wasn’t hard for him to find her, though. He always finds a way. Dane reach out through the network I set up for information on Freya, He managed to give us the exact location and time, to show up
How he did it? I don’t know. What matters is that he’s once again in the right place at the right time.
My men called me immediately once the message came through. There’s a certain satisfaction in knowing that my plans are falling into place,
I can’t forget the last time Dane was involved. It was him who led me straight to Darth, guiding me to the heart of that conflict. Even though his weren’t clear.
What matters is that he leads me to Freya’s hiding place.
I knew instantly that something wasn’t right. Something felt off–far too off to ignore. I had to think fast, calculate every step, and prepare for the worst. There Is too much at stake now–my son, Amica, and my own legacy.
But I also knew Freya. This could all be one of her twisted games, and I need to be more prepared than ever–more than she would expect.
Without wasting time, I summon the Council of Elders and rallied the Apex Circle. I made it clear: we were dealing with Freya. And Freya is no ordinary threat—she’s a sorceress whose power goes far beyond what many of them have ever faced.
I sent word far and wide, calling on the strongest magic–wielders within and beyond Blackwater’s borders. I promised a reward so tempting it would make even the most secluded and reclusive sorcerers crawl out of hiding.
And they came.
They came in numbers—those hungry for gold, glory, or just the thrill of challenging someone like Freya. Everyone has a price, after all.
Everyone… except Freya. I still don’t know what drives her, what she’s made of, or what she truly wants. But I do know this: she’s dangerous.
The Apex Circle insisted on selecting their own trusted sorcerers to join the mission. I agreed. In the end, I handpick twenty of the finest–battle–tested, ruthless, and deeply skilled in magic. This Isn’t just a search anymore. It IS a war party.
A private jet flies in and out of Blackwater freely tonight, there is almost traffic in the air. To any outsider, it must look like the apocalypse is unfolding in this cursed land.
I’ve gathered them all–the best of the best–and now we huddle together, laying down strategy, sharpening focus, preparing for war. Our only goal: bring Freya down.
Tonight is the brightest night Blackwater has ever seen, but my sorcerers are cloaked entirely in black. It’s deliberate–so I can recognize them when the chaos begins, so the enemy sees only shadows.
Once the time is set, Dane sends the signal. The location is confirmed. Quietly, we move, spreading like smoke through the dark.
We surround the old neighborhood, creeping in while the sorcerers begin chanting. Their voices rise and fall like waves, summoning ancient forces. The air thickens, heavy with magic.
Thets Freya steps out of the house–suspicious, alert. She senses it.
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Before she can react, my warriors and sorcerers emerge from the shadows, forming a wide circle. Their hands lift as a protective barrier flickers into out–one she cannot break, no matter what spells she conjures.
Her eyes find Dane. Rage and disbelief flash across her face.
“You betray me?” she hisses, stepping forward. “After everything you said… After all you claimed Deckard and Amica did to you tell me, why would you do this?”
“Well, I lied,” Dane snaps, stepping forward. “I can’t let you get away with the heir–the son who carries the future of our kind. And you think you can just waltz in and snatch him from the Alpha of Alphas? Who the hell do you
are?”
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But I know the truth. The only reason he’s doing this is because of the bounty. He’s always been a greedy bastard. Loyal to no one.
Freya narrows her eyes, her voice sharp like a blade. “No. You’re not going to win, Alpha,” she says, turning toward me. “You made a promise to me, and you broke it. So now I’ll take what’s mine.”
She lifts her hands and begins to chant, her voice low and ancient.
But the moment her spell takes shape, it bounces right back–repelled by the heavy, swirling energy surrounding her. Every spell she casts turns inward, smacking against her own magic like a mirror.
She tries again–louder, faster–pouring more power into each word. But the barrier remains unshaken. The chants rebound violently. She stumbles back, furious, desperate.
She throws her head to the sky and screams a final, growling incantation.
Power bursts from her body, but it’s too much. Blood streams from her nose, her ears. Her skin pales. The sky above begins to twist and darken.
It reminds me of that day–when I lost control. When the darkness nearly swallowed me whole.
Freya truly is powerful.
“Freya, please! Stop this right now!” I roar, but she doesn’t listen.
She doesn’t care that her ears, eyes, and nose are bleeding. She’s shaking, barely standing, but she refuses to stop. Her only focus is breaking through the shield.
“I will not stop!” she screams back. “You will keep your word–or you will make me your Luna, right here and now!”
Her voice cracks with fury, but her power only grows more unstable.
While all this chaos unfolds, I’ve already sent my men through the back to retrieve my son. Every second counts. The moment I receive the signal that the child is safe–far from this madness–I prepare to end this
The shield begins to crack under Freya’s relentless magic, warping under the pressure.
That’s when I step forward.
She thinks she’s the only one who holds rage? She hasn’t met the wrath of the Alpha of Alphas. She hasn’t felt the fury of the dragon.
I summon the fire within me. It roars to life, hotter than anything she’s ever faced. My growl shakes the earth beneath us. The flames explode from me, tearing through the shield like paper.
I surge toward her–toward Freya, whose eyes burn red like blood.
And then the fire–merciless and unrelenting–erupts from within me.
It rains down on Freya with a fury that shocks even me. There’s no hesitation, no pity. Just pure, consuming rage. She screams, but it’s too late. The flames engulf her completely, turning her into nothing more than ash and bone.
I didn’t want this. I didn’t mean to destroy her.
I only wanted her to stop.
But she challenged me–taunted the Alpha of Alphas–and now the fire has decided for itself. It is no longer mine to command. It rages
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until there is nothing left… and only then does it go silent.
Everyone around me is frozen. Not a word. Not a breath. They stare at me–at what I’ve done
I look around. The shield they created, meant to resist even the strongest magic, lies in ruins–shattered by my fire alone.
Twenty powerful sorcerers couldn’t hold me back.
That… is the wrath of the dragon!
Freya’s ashes lift with the wind, scattered and weightless. Gone.
Leonard weeps in silence. Perhaps for her.
But I truly did try.
When the city is calm again, After restoring the chaos in the city to order and the noise dies and the last spark of magic fades into night, I return home.
The manor is quiet.
I walk into the room, and there she is—Amica, finally at peace, asleep. Beside her lie our two babies, soft breaths rising and falling in rhythm.
I kneel beside them, overwhelmed.
My hand reaches gently for my son–my strong, quiet boy. My heir.
He stirs as I lift him, not in fear, but in trust. He’s already a fighter. He’s already faced the world and won–on the very day he arrived on earth.
This one will rule!
I press a kiss to his tiny chin, breathing him in.
And I whisper his name.
“Elijah.”
The End.
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