"Can we talk, please?"
Edmund put his hand softly on Lilith's bedroom door but no one answered.
"I haven't been eating all day." Edmund said jokingly, "Missing a little maid serving my poisonous meals."
Still Silence.
"I haven't really got time to talk to you, and that's my fault. I just want to know you more..." Edmund muttered to the door in front of his face.
Yet again, silence. Edmund knew what he had to say, the thing that Lilith wanted to hear but he just wasn't used to say it...ever.
"I know I overreacted yesterday, and I'm sorry, okay?!" Edmund sighed before he rose his voice defeatedly, "I AM sorry. You didn't do anything wrong, well, except--"
Voices rose, but not from the room. It was from the hallway--
"What's the boss doing?"
"Talking to a door...well, correction, apologizing to a door."
"Apologizing?!"
"Shhhhhh!"
Edmund rolled his eyes. Shouldn't they know that he was a were
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"I'm sorry!" After a short awkward silence, Lilith and Edmund burst out together, and then both shut up at the same time. "Sorry I sneaked in!" Lilith snapped out of the shock quicker, "I only want to make a phone call, nothing more!" "I understand," Delight overwhelmed Edmund at the fact that Lilith was talking to him again, "I overreacted yesterday, that was my bad." Lilith didn't mind that he wasn't able to say the word "sorry". She had bigger problems to worry about now. "It's okay, I understand!" Lilith nodded genuinely and Edmund rose his eyebrow in surprise -- Why would she even understand his reaction? He was not supposed to know her SECRET relationship with Jacob! "Anyways," Lilith put up a smile, "I tried to call Emma again but there was no answer. Should I fetch your meals now? Master?" Edmund squinted his eyes at Lilith in suspicion. If it was her guilt talk to say that she understood his overreactio
Sat in silence, Ann had been wiping tears off her cheeks for the whole ride home. Her father had not said a word after he shouted "shut up" at her in front of the whole high level at the archbishop's place. It wasn't like it was her fault that the archbishop suddenly went back on his words! Ann felt as if the anger and shame were burning inside her. "Father." Ann opened her mouth when the tears finally stopped. She knew her father wouldn't want to talk to her in tears because "tears are weak". Yet no answer. "Father, I'm sor--" "Shut up." Said her father sternly. "Mike." Ann's mother put a hand on her husband's arm, "There wasn't much she could do." "She could have NOT humiliated me in front of the whole coven!" Ann's father replied coldly, "What was that farce?! Yelling at the archbishop like a baby demanding a candy bar?!" "I'm sorry." Ann bit her lips white, trying to hold back her tears. "Sto
Jacob found Ann by the side of the road within minutes after she called. She was sitting on the curb, playing the necklace in her hand with a blank face. "Are you alright?" Jacob ran to Ann soon as he stopped the car. "Could use a lift." Ann tried to give Jacob a grin but it was too bitter. "I cannot believe the archbishop kept the wand to himself!" Seeing Ann's sorrow in her eyes, Jacob complained in a cynical tone, "No one else could light it up! I don't even understand why he would do that!" "He must have his own reasons." Ann smiled understandingly, "I just need a ride home." Knowing that Ann left with her parents, Jacob didn't have to ask anything more to know that it was her stringent father who kicked her out of the car. "Come on," Jacob pulled Ann up by her hand, "What a friend is for?" Throughout the whole ride, Ann had been curling up on the back seat with not even one word with her eyes closed, but Jacob knew
"I'm so glad you are here!" Lilith was still staring at the "failed call" on her screen when Jacob opened the door and dashed toward her with open arms. "Jacob." Said Lilith in a sullen tone when she took a step back and avoided the hug that she had enjoyed for years. Jacob paused with a frozen smile on his face before he put down his arms awkwardly: "Well... Come on in! Please, let's get inside first." Lilith followed him in silence. "Lilith!" Emma jumped off the bed the second she saw Lilith appearing from behind Jacob, "Are you alright?!" "I'm okay!" Lilith chuckled a bit at Emma's exaggerated reaction, "Just a little bump on the head, I'm fine. How about you? You look so pale..." Lilith's worried eyes moved from Emma's pale face to her bandaged shoulder: "What happened to you?!" Emma glanced at Jacob in a panicked look and that caught Lilith's eyes. "Emma--" Lilith looked into Emma's eyes, and it was too ins
"What do you mean we are not going home?!" Emma exclaimed when Lilith instructed the taxi driver to take them to a hotel downtown. "Not safe." Lilith shook her head, "It's not like we have anything we cannot leave behind." "Oh my God, Lilith..." Emma sighed, "What have you got yourself into--" Emma stopped, realizing she couldn't tell Lilith that the coven decided to let the stealing slide. But how else could she persuade Lilith to go home?! "I'm not sure..." Lilith shook her head with worry written all over her face, "But they are dangerous, that's for sure." Edmund's weird sudden changes of moods were still fresh in her head, with fear attached to those memories. "Well, I guess we are leaving our cute apartment behind..." Emma rolled her eyes in a forced light tone, "You owe me a month's rent, little devil!" "Hmmm, about that..." A guilty smile replaced the worry in Lilith's eyes, "I might also owe you a car as well."
"I came as soon as I can, boss!" Cora closed the SUV's door in a loud "bang" as a not-so-silent protest against Lilith. "I don't remember giving you that order though, Cora." Said Edmund in a slow, restraining tone-- He was not happy, but Cora was not one who would back off from protecting him that easily. "She doesn't deserve you, boss!" Cora came up close with her eyes fixed on Lilith, "She lied to you! How could you tolerate that?! Not to mention she's only a human!" "What the--?!" Lilith took a deep breath, feeling like she was going to burst from the anger, "Are all magical creatures racists?! I don't judge you for turning into an animal and howling at the moon!" "You knew I'm a werewolf?!" Edmund rose his eyebrow, staring at Lilith. Lilith shot him an angry look: "I GOT to know that, because she just yelled about 'you marked me', okay? Are you always this suspicious to everyone?" "Just to bitches who lie for a living!" Co
When the waiter put the coffee on the table, he couldn't help but stare at the two people sitting across the table in silence. What a lovely couple. The waiter thought to himself -- he wished he was also THAT muscular and handsome, like the man who was gazing at the girl with nothing but love in his eyes. And the girl! She looked ordinary in every way, but when she looked up at him saying thank you, the waiter felt like he was falling into those breathtaking eyes. He could barely remember whether he said "no problem" to her when he ran away in panic, sighing in his mind-- What a lovely couple! Lilith rose her eyebrow at the basically "escaping" waiter with a confused look, and Edmund chuckled: "Don't tell me he was the first guy who blushed at the sight of you." "It's not THAT often..." Lilith murmured with her eyes locked on the coffee as she took a sip, avoiding Edmund's "overwhelming stare". "So," Edmund took
"Secret again?" Lilith rolled her eyes at Edmund's silence, "My head is all better now. You won't scare me." "I just don't think it would a necessary information for you before you accept me." Said Edmund with a straight face. "I'm sorry?!" Lilith blinked with a shocked look, "Am I being interviewed to be your mate here?!" Edmund shrugged: "Sure, you can call it that." "Do you have any idea how arrogant you are?!" Lilith put her palm on her forehead trying to control her temper, "This is ridiculous!" "I have a pack to take care of," Edmund frowned but answered in a calm tone, "I can't take risks--" "You don't have to!" Lilith cut him off, "It was supposed to be THE easiest question! And I'm not even saying that I WANT to be with you!" "It's not an easy question to me." Edmund squinted his eyes, trying hard to fight the impulse to just command a peaceful conversation out of her, "Please do understand." "So you can't tell
"Boss, why didn't you tell her about Jacob's part in it?" Buster held a tie at Edmund's side. "I don't want to upset her." Edmund shrugged, "It was Beryl's plan anyways." "I guess we are keeping her this time then?" Buster asked with an innocent enough tone, and still got himself a glare-- Edmund didn't like this subject, because he wasn't sure how Lilith would decide. And he hated waiting other's decision. But Lilith didn't have any spare mind to really make any decision. The new witch life was too strange for her to settle in-- Light shot out of her hand everytime she had even the slightest mood swing. When she woke up from a nightmare, when she was pat on the shoulder, even when someone just called her name while her mind wandered. The first few days would have been hard if it wasn't werewolves and Sarla that was around her but normal humans. She felt horrible at first, but they made it into a game-- Lilith was having lunch
Lilith woke up in the middle of the night, and Edmund was sitting in a chair right next to her bed. "What in the name of Jesus!" Edmund shot open his eyes, apparently also a bit shocked: "Sorry! I dozed off...How are you feeling?" The last thing Lilith remembered was Ann inviting her to the private room in the library to "talk", so waking up to Edmund sitting next to her was as if the past several days was a super long horrible dream. As if she never woke up from the crashing night. "Why am I here?!" Lilith asked in panic, "What happened?! I thought I was in the library..." Considering her reaction -- well, her fury -- the last time he suggested to Lilith that Jacob might cause her crash, Edmund decided against dumping the nightmare-like day to her. Instead, Edmund just sat down on the side of the bed and patted her on the head-- "You are okay now...shhh--" "Don't!--" Lilith threw her wrist and hit Edmund's hand away, y
Several voices shouted at the same time. Some of them were mages, shouting at the fact that "Lilith" got hold of the wand; Mike, Ann and another mage standing near Algood were shouting at Algood because they didn't want the body control spell lifted. If only shouting works. They never do. "Lilith" got the wand in her bloody hand, and then blacked out the next second, like a puppet who just lost its strings. The wand also dropped from her lifeless hand, rolling away and stopped in the middle of the room. "Buster, the wand!" Edmund shouted as he managed to stand up with Lilith's body held in his arms, "Sarla!" Buster jumped out at the wand the second he heard his name called out, and Sarla was already at Edmund's side checking on Lilith's status. "Boss, she's fine, just out cold." Sarla glanced at Edmund's concerned look, "Let me check your wound--" "I'm fine." Said Edmund impatiently with one handheld on his left chest hard, "Wh
Sure, Edmund sighed in his mind -- he wasn't even that surprised. He was now pretty sure Ann was the one who crashed Lilith's car, so he doubt if he'd be surprised if one day he finds out that Ann had killed someone. "So, Mr. Algood," Edmund turned to Jacob's father with a dangerous smile, "Body control spell is your specialty?" "I don't owe you any explanation!" Algood snorted coldly, "Don't get too comfortable here, wolf!" "I wonder why you would help," Edmund sneered, ignoring Algood's attitude, fixing his eyes on "Lilith." There was now visible fear on "Lilith's" face. "Would you care if I kill..." Edmund's eyes fell slowly on Algood, "whoever inside her?" "Of course not!" Algood scolded furiously, "What are you implying?!" "I'm not implying anything," Edmund let out a light laugh, "I'm SAYING, you are the one who cast this spell, and my guess is, the person who is controlling Lilith's action is your son, Jacob Algood."
Though a bit surprised, Edmund was actually waiting for this moment -- Whoever made Lilith into this weird puppet, Edmund needed them to use her to reveal themselves so he could save her. Lilith picked up her left leg and threw her knee into Edmund's abdomen. Edmund back a step fast, trying to avoid her leg-- She would hurt herself if the crash happened -- A werewolf's body was was too strong for a human's kick! Edmund rose up Lilith's right arm into the air so she was barely standing on the ground, and losing all the momentum she had as her body bumped into his chest. Usually this would stop one from trying to make more damage but Lilith swang her body as if her wrist couldn't feel pain, and the second Edmund realized that whoever possessed her body didn't care about her, he had to let her go-- And this time Lilith's foot hit his hand and the suitcase flew out and slid to Ann's feet. "Ann!" Hank gasped in shock as Ann stepped
"Guess it wasn't her after all." Hank let out a relieved sigh-- For a second, he was really worried that Ann just might be the one causing the crash! "I'm sorry for the unfortunate crash," The archbishop sighed lightly, "Maybe some hothead went for her after Hank's vision changed on the meeting, but if so, at least she would be safe now." "That would be the best." Edmund nodded politely, not letting anyone see the suspicion in his eyes, "I have only one question before I gave this suitcase to you: who would be in charge of this wand, if you were to waken it?" "No one." The archbishop shook his head, "And I don't want your blood." This time Edmund was genuinely surprised -- he actually thought his blood was what the coven was after. Why would they need him if they didn't want to use his blood to waken the wand?! "I had the exact same surprised face," The archbishop smiled warmly, "When my mentor told me he didn't want to waken the wand,
"Please, young alpha, take a seat." The old man smiled warmly at Edmund, gesturing a seat near to him as he sat down slowly. "That's very kind of you, archbishop." Edmund grabbed Lilith's wrist and pulled her toward the table, "But before anything else, I need a favor from you. I think she was put under a mind spell." "Yes, my child?" The old man held out his hand to Lilith, "Let me take a look." Lilith took a quick glance at Mr. Algood before she walked toward the archbishop slowly, and put her hand in that wrinkled palm lightly. The old man held her hand as he closed his eyes as if he was listening carefully to something. Everyone in the room was holding back their breath as if that would disturb this mysterious ritual. "I don't feel any trace of magic on her, young alpha." The old man finally opened his eyes. "Thanks, archbishop." Edmund bowed a little, with still suspicion in his eyes. Lilith threw Edmund's hand off
Lilith stood by the side of Ann with an empty look, like a puppet following its puppeteer. Edmund narrowed his eyes at the scene in front of him with a frown-- Why was SHE here?! And what was she doing with Ann?! The last time he checked, Ann was the one who stole Jacob from her! Putting down his glass, Edmund took a step forward to Lilith, and Ann noticed his intention immediately-- "Please," Ann curved her lips as she announced to the room, "This is the girl who asked to be turned on our last meeting, Jacob's girlfriend, Lilith Hayes." Lilith stood there, not even blinking as if it wasn't her name that just silenced the room. "What is this?" Hank frowned -- he just got out from the archbishop's study, "I didn't know--" "Sorry, Hank," Mike, Ann's father put a hand on his shoulder, "it was my mistake. I heard my little girl was the reason why Miss Hayes missed her chance to be a witch, so I thought maybe we could add this littl
Taking a sip from his gin, Edmund let out a slight sigh. The dinner at the archbishop's was yet to begin. Apparently they were waiting for some "important guest". "The 30th time." Buster mumbled in a small voice. "What?" Edmund looked up, confused. "You have sighed for the 30th time tonight, boss." Buster smiled politely as he stated in a flat tone. Not flat enough to be accepted by Edmund though-- "You have been pretty bold lately," Edmund squinted his eyes with a frown, "Maybe I have given you too much freedom?" "It's my job to assist you, boss." Buster bowed, gentleman like, "I merely feel that you need more of that now, ever since you met Miss Hayes." "I don't know what you are talking about." Edmund took a huge gulp of his drink. "I thought meeting with Miss Hayes might lighten up your mood though," Buster muttered with a confused tone, "please tell me you talked to her, boss?" "Shut up." Bu