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Erondale

Raleigh is a wolf/goddess, that has no idea that she is. Her mother has had her wolf and magic bound. Her mother believes that she is part of a destiny. One that involves, Prince Chris, whose father has also bound his powers. Both being descendants of god's, and in Rae's case, a goddess. They can control elements. Rae's is the wind while Chris controls storms. They have a job to do. Neither know of their powers until they are awakened. No one knows that Hades is coveting Rae. She's powerful being a full blown goddess that has been given powers. He wants her with him and Persephone.He hides in the shadows and commits a series of murders to attempt to keep people away from her. What he doesn't realize is that Rae is fated to, not just one but, two mates. One Alpha wolf and one demi god. Prince Chris has a destiny. He's told at a young age that he is going to have a destined queen but that he won't know who she is until the goddess tells him. In an effort to respect that queen, and his best friend, he decides to break his best friends heart. She can never know how much he truly loves her. Toby, watches Rae grow up with a sense of needing to protect her. With wolves being almost extinct, he never expects to find his fated mate. When he does, he has to leave her in the midst of girls being murdered that are similar to her. What happens when they find out that they are all fated? Will they accept it? What happens when they find out has a secret child? What happens when they bring the attention of the hunters? Will Rae fulfill her destiny?

Amber Ivers · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
109 Chs

Chapter 48

Toby’s POV

I walk in to this building on the rich side of downtown. Ryan drove us here in his limousine, which I really enjoyed. It was completely different than the horse carriages that we have at home. We were able to walk right in as it’s Ryan’s fathers club. The way things are so different here, than home, I do feel a little backwards. I’m not going to admit that though.

The music is loud and booming. It takes a minute before my ears get used to the loudness. The smell is a lot harder to control. It smells of alcohol, sex, and strong perfumes. I stop to allow myself to get used to the smell. I take deep breaths, and try not to gag, while Ryan pats me on the back.

“I’m sorry. I forget how overwhelming this can be. Come, I’ll take you to the private lounge. It’ll be better. Once you get used to it, though, try to enjoy yourself a little.” He says, attempting to hide a smile.