"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
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"Thanks for getting me a place to stay and helping me settle in." Ann looked up at Jacob as she sat on the edge of her new bed-- Jacob wasn't the most powerful Mage, but he might just be the richest in town -- well, at least his parents were. "Hope it's not too shabby compared to your home." Jacob scanned the room, which was fancy as a palace. "Not at all!" Ann shook her head, "Better even, I think. My parents are not sweet as yours." Jacob walked over and sat next to her: "Your father was just pissed. He will come around, I promise." "You know he never loved me." Ann chuckled, "It's not like it was a secret." "That's not true." Jacob put his hand on her shoulder and hugged Ann. "You asked me why I never wear jewelry." Ann smiled bitterly, taking out the now ordinary sapphire, "This is the sapphire that sealed the Dragon Eye in it." "Your father gave it to you as a reward, yes." Jacob nodded, "Doesn't that show you how
"What happened after you wakened The Shadow?" Damon curved his lips, "Think about it."Ann sighed in relief--This man didn't know that she wasn't the one who wakened The Shadow.There was no way for him to know, but Ann just feel a strange dangerous feeling from this "Damon"."Not much, I couldn't really use it." Ann shook her head."Think." Damon smirked an evil smile, "Something happened, something strange.""I lit it up again, but only once." Ann sighed as she tried to remember when she suddenly opened her eyes, "Oh my God!""Yep." Damon took a sip of his drink, "Wow! Interesting taste.""It's just normal gin." Ann rolled her eyes at Damon, "So, you mean I used the Dragon Eye when I tried to use The Shadow?""Yes." Damon nodded, "You lit up The Shadow only once, and that was AFTER you put up the necklace of yours, right?""How did you even know about my necklace?!" Ann demanded with an alert tone."I ha
"Miss Hayes!" The reception stood up when Lilith showed up at the door. "Hello." Lilith said, remembering how she lied and basically ran out of the door last time she was here. Guess the horrified shocking look on the reception's face made sense. "Hello...Elena" Lilith read out the receptionist's name tag, "Is...hmmm, Mr. Gaomond in? He's not answering my calls, so I'm not sure if this is the place I should come, or..." "Yes, Mr. Gaomond is in his office." Elena nodded, "But--" Lilith didn't hear what was behind the "but" because she was already in the elevator. In her defense, Elena didn't really try to stop her either, or Lilith didn't have to listen to Edmund's furious yelling again-- "I said to stop all the investigations, didn't you hear that?!" Edmund's voice roared through the hallway even before Lilith could get closer to his office. Silence came as Lilith hesitated outside of the door. Buster said somet
"You got The Shadow out of your coven's protection pretty fast." Damon sneered at Ann with a smirk. "I visit the archbishop all the time, he trusts me." Ann handed over the wand to Damon, "Just do your thing and get the Dragon Eye out of there." Damon didn't take the wand but just stared at Ann with that annoying smirk. "You think it's a fake?" Ann frowned at Damon, "Why would I even lie to you?" "I don't know." Damon shrugged indifferently, "On the top of my head I would say...you want my Darkhole without risking anything?" Ann pursed her lips. "It's the coven's sacred wand," Damon shook his head at Ann with a sneer, "How innocent do you take me to use such a lame lie?" Ann squinted her eyes at Damon: "How would you know it's a fake if you are not a wizard?" "Because," Damon sat down with a polite smile on his face, "I AM the Darkhole." Ann opened her eyes wild in shock. "I told you, the evil witch cons
Sitting in his chair, Edmund looked outside the window with a glass in his hand. He had been like that for the whole day. "You could call her, boss." Buster forced his words out of his mouth with his teeth clenched together out of pain -- He had a knife held in one of his hands, and the tip of the knife pierced through the other, nailing his hand to the door of the office. "Or, you can just go and get me my flight ticket?" Edmund sounded calm as if he didn't notice that Buster was in pain. Buster took a deep breath, trying hard to fight the pain: "I won't get you a flight ticket until you make the rejection, boss." "So your plan is to nail yourself on my door?" With a soft voice, Edmund said coldly, "I don't take threats, you know that, Buster." Blood was dripping down the door, and from the look of the blood pool on the floor, Buster had been nailed there for a while now. "I'm not threatening you, boss." Buster panted,
"Status, Buster." Edmund's rough voice came through the mic. "No one has yet to approach the bait, boss." Buster mumbled with the telescope pressed on his left eye tight. "And the man who was there when I set the bait?" "Still there, boss, standing by the well. I think he's waiting for someone." Buster moved his stiff body slightly -- He had been groveling on the rooftop of a nearby building for hours, even longer than the man by the old stone well in the backyard of the old chapel, watching the whole area closely. Edmund was hiding across the street from the chapel, waiting in the bush. He couldn't let whoever blackmailed him get away with his blood, but he couldn't let anything happen to Lilith either. His phone lit up but no sound rose. Edmund put the phone call through: "Cora, talk to me." "No sign of forcefully breaking in here at Miss Hayes's house, boss." Cora reported speedily, "If anyone broke in, it was clean.
"What are you doing?" Damon asked with fear written all over his voice. "You told me you needed me to free your soul because it's stuck in dark magic, burning in hellfire." Said Ann coldly. "It's true!" Damon shouted with disbelief in his eyes, panicking. "Yet you just said you are not the vessel, the orb in your hand is." Ann squinted her eyes at Damon suspiciously, "So which one is it?!" "You really are paranoia!" Damon let out a light laugh, "I--" "Don't test me!" Ann burst out angrily. "What I said was true!" Damon put away the smile fast, "I told you! Half of my soul is trapped! Here, in this orb!" Ann glared at Damon suspiciously still. "This orb can absorb souls," Damon explained fast, "In this orb contains the eternally burning hellfire and half of my soul. Honest!" "You want me to use it." Said Ann coldly, "Are you trying to trap my soul in this orb?!" A glimpse of shock slid through Damon's eye
The bullet stopped right in front of Ann's eyes. "Ann!" Jacob shouted as he jumped out of the bush, "I've got you!" Damon made another shot, and then another even though he knew he had failed -- a Mage was nearby helping Ann! Several shots were fired, but none made their way through Ann. "Go to hell!" Damon shouted as he suddenly jumped at Ann, and they fell to the ground as a beam of light went through Damon's body. "Ann! Are you alright?!" Jacob ran out of the bush, shouting as he dragged Damon's body off Ann. Ann was not answering. "What's going on?!" Jacob shook Ann's body frantically, "I couldn't hear you in the bush. Thank god I stopped the bullet in time!" She just sat there with a blank look on her face as if she just lost her soul. But her eyes were fixed on Damon, who was now bleeding heavily from the huge hole on his stomach. "Help me..." Damon's faint voice rose as he tried hard to talk, "Annie...hel
"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