Hi loves! Sorry if this book is getting more and moreeee boring by every chapter. I'm really sorry.

Ashley's POV:

"Why must it be so hard for us to be together?"

"I don't know love...maybe it's a test?" He shrugs as he laid back comfortably against a tree trunk.

"Test? Are you kidding me? You call that a test?! A test shouldn't get people killed or like the whole population!" Screaming in fear and anxiety at him, his eyes softened as he pulled me into his embrace...another place where I feel secured and safe.

"Shhh. Calm down love...how do you even know that everyone will get killed? What if most survived? Think positive okay?" He hums as he held me securely in his warm and comforting embrace .

"Mhmm...yes Jace...I'm just scared. Scared for you, scared for myself, my parents, our packs, the other packs and all the innocent victims. What if we don't make it out? What if everyone die? I can't stand it." Tears fell from my eyes as he strokes my hair tenderly. What if I never get to feel this again? I'm not ready to die or for anyone to die.

"Do you think we can ever see the sunrise after that day?"

"Nothing is impossible love. We will definitely see the sunrise after the battle...together." He says warmly with sincerity in his eyes.

"Thank you..."

"What for love?"

"For being my mate, comforting me, protecting me, supporting me and loving me."

"It's my job as your mate so no need to thank me for those. Instead, I want to thank you for entering my life and bringing in light to my dark being. Without your existence, I might still be the grumpy old man that drowns himself in pack work." He chuckles lightly at his words cutely like a little kid.

"Grumpy old man? You don't look grumpy or old at all though...instead, you look..." Let's have some fun shall we?

"Hot, young and fabulous? " Egoistic ass. But it's true...

"Nah. Shriveled up like a prune and wrinkles like train tracks on your forehead." His eyes opened wide in disbelief, mouth ajar like a black hole, swallowing anything that goes into it.

"What?! How dare you describe me until like a monster! I don't look like that at all!" He pouts like a little grown up boy wanting attention but gets none.

"Yes you do."

"Oh, so you love a prune like person with wrinkles? Do you want me to find one which will definitely match your words for you?"

"Nah. I prefer this prune here."

"Awww, I'm so touched that you prefer me but I don't appreciate you calling me a prune. I'm too hot to even look like a prune." Shaking my head at his randomness, he just laughs loudly as we leaned side by side as we watch the sunset. Beautiful...

"Ashley?"

"Yes?"

"Will you go on a date with me?"

"Wait...what did you just say?"

"I asked if you will go on a date with me."

"I'm not dreaming am I?"

"Nope. So what's your answer?"

"Obviously a yes dummy!"

"Thank goodness. Next Sunday, 5pm?"

"Ok. What should I wear and where should I meet you? "

"Hmm...dress casual and just remain at your house. Okay?"

"Okay."

"I don't want this day to end..." He sighs as I snuggled into his warm and comforting embrace.

"Me too Jace... me too..." Staring at the starry night sky, we got lost in our treasured small and short time together under the moonlight. Although the sky is pretty, Jace's eyes are much more attractive and beautiful that I won't mind getting drowned in those deep pools of his. If it's ever possible, I wish that our kids can get those eyes of his.

If it's ever possible that's it......

Unknown's POV:

"Strike harder useless mutts! You! Are you a fucking old man?! My grandfather can even move faster than your sorry ass!" Urgh! Those idiots. They will be the first ones to be killed in the war if they don't get killed by me first. Weaklings...

"All of you listen up! If you all decide to be pathetic useless fools like those over there, don't blame me if I kill you all first! I don't need stupid fucking losers wasting my time and resources! Got it?!" They stared at me silently with an emotionless face before going back to what they're doing without any reply. Rude asses. If I didn't need them, they will be murdered by me a long time ago.

"Don't you treat my army like that shithead! They are my men, not yours to shout at. They listen to me, not you. You only rule over your furry friends, not my witches, vamps, trolls or giants. They are solely under my command." Cynthia snapped as she appeared out of nowhere as usual.

"They are shit." I rolled my eyes at her as I see everyone trained in the large empty field.

"Like your pathetic army is even half of their standard. They get pinned under mine within seconds. Weak mutts." How dare she say that about my pack. Outrageous! Despicable!

"We are not weak! You better respect us too as we are helping you in your battle." I growled dangerously low at her but she just shook it off like nothing.

"Oh please, I can do it without you and your fools. You all are just a bunch of shifters who can only fight with their wolves or you guys are just weak and useless. You are also doing this not for me but for yourself to get some stupid revenge."

"Shut up!"

"Totally expected from a speechless person or should I say furry boy." She smirked knowing that she pisses me off just by calling me that. "Seeya boy." Chuckling evilly, she vanished into thin air, leaving a trail of metallic blood smell behind with a hint of cherry mixed with it. So sweet and dangerous at the same time.

"Get a grip idiots!"I snarled at my army as their movements started to get sluggish. I hate it when she's sort of...right.