Chapter 254. The Queen That Never Was

Many years ago

Axel steps into the house, expecting the familiar warmth of her welcome, but instead, the silence grips him. His heart lurches, panic surging through his veins. Where is she? His mind spirals — has the werewolves found out about her? Have they taken her? He curses himself for leaving her alone.

Tension tightens his muscles as he moves further into the house, the sound of his footsteps magnifying his anxiety. Then, faintly at first, he hears it—a voice. Soft and melodic, it drifts from the backyard, pulling him like a magnet. At this moment it is like the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard in his entire life, and yet, it fills him with unease.

With quiet precision, he follows the song to the open door leading to the backyard. He steps through, and the sight that greets him halts his breath momentarily. His once barren yard has been transformed into a lush, breathtaking garden. Flowers of every color and kind bloom vibrantly, swaying as if ali