The Twin Alphas and Their Hidden Mate

Grand Canyon Coven ELARA’S POV “Run Elara! Run as much as you can!” Gelfred’s cruel laughter echoed across the forest followed by a growl of a pack of wolves with him. I gasped and clutched my baby in my hand as I ran barefoot into the forest deep in the night, blood trailing down from the huge wound I sustained on my chest. “Elara! If I were you, I would come out and accept the order of the execution of the lycan king! You betrayed the lycan king and now you are going to pay the price!” I gritted my teeth upon hearing that. How could I betray the lycan king when he is my mate? I love him and was willing to acknowledge the bond despite the ongoing millennium war between the witches and the wolves. Gelfred used his influence on the lycan king to frame me for treason that he committed himself and now I am banished and was to be executed. But how can my mate believe his own brother? Does he really think that I can do that to him when all I showed him was my pure love and loyalty? My baby cooed in my arms as if sensing my distress. “Shhh,” I whispered and lay her down and stared at her face painfully, tears started streaming down my face when I realized that this might be the last time I am going to see her lovely face. I took off my necklace and put it on her neck. “You need this for your safety, my love. It will seal your power that will come out in the perfect time to save you.” My hands shake as my tears fall. “But I am not there to witness it anymore, Amara.” Using my remaining spell, I uttered a chant and conjured a golem before handing my baby to him. “Take her to safety, please.” I kissed her on the head for one last time and watched as they disappeared into the woods before I stopped in my tracks to face Gelfred. The snarls of the wolves surrounded me, biting my arms and pinning me to the ground. “You framed me up for something that I did not do! I will never do that to my lycan king! He is my mate! How could I poison the only man I love?” Gelfred grinned and took a dagger out. I felt all frozen when I saw that it was my gift to the lycan king. “Your selfishness has gotten you rotten to the core, Gelfred!” The metal glinted in the moonlight as he aimed it at my heart. “The lycan king will never know what I did because you will never come out of this place alive. I will just tell his majesty that you fought back to justify my killing tonight.” “You’re a demon!” I hissed and spat at him. His face darkened with fury and slashed my neck neatly. “I am and this demon is going to be a lycan king!” Blood gushed out of me but I am not accepting death without a fight. A shriek tore from my throat, raw and unearthly, echoing as a blood curse was written on the air. “I, Elara Vostor, the Grand Witch of the Canyon Coven, curse you Gelfred Tudor! You will bore a son and you will die in the hands of your firstborn!” Gelfred looked stricken but his wickedness got the best of him. “Well, too bad, because I am going to kill him before he breathes his first air just like I am going to do to you,” he said before plunging the dagger into my heart. I welcomed death with all the bitterness in me. The curse will live on and it will come to haunt Gelfred for the rest of his life. Smiling, I saw my baby in my head. “My baby, be strong wherever you are and may you find someone that will wholeheartedly protect you, something that your father, the lycan king, failed to do so to me, to us.” I felt another stab on my chest. “Stay alive, Amara. Stay hidden, my princess,” I spoke in my head before I took my last breath.