OLAMIDE
The afternoon sunlight hit my cheeks as I did my possible best to avoid looking in Jason's direction. I felt guilty. Horrible even. Sofiane hadn't mentioned that he had hurt Axel on his way to get to him. Even with the antidote coursing through his veins, Axel was still unconscious and going through what Jason had called a neuropathic pain which was why we were on our way to the home of his pack's doctor.
"The first morning you gain your freedom, you manage to fuck up one of my best Betas, and for what? To dig up your brother's grave? How fucked up is that?" Jason ranted.
"Fucked up," I scoffed. "You have no right telling me what is fucked up and what is not. You are a werewolf, you can intrude on my thoughts, You are capable of murder and I'm pretty sure that is not your first rodeo in that department. The life I am currently trapped in is what is fucked up and since you want to know so bad, I
Pearl might be a side character but she's spilling the truth
JASON Pearl had a point. My distrust was tearing my already strained relationship with Olamide. As much as I didn't want that, I just couldn't be sure I could cause myself to be honest. It was funny to reflect on because Devin was the one who had much more baggage. His mate had seen him kill both her parents in the cruelest of ways. She hated him. Yet for some strange reason, Devin knew he could trust her completely. As I walked the house to find where Olamide was hiding, I questioned myself. Why couldn't I have faith in my mate? I heard things rustling around in the kitchen and went ahead to check. Olamide was reclined on a chair as she sipped water from a glass. Her eyes were fixated on the ring I had gifted her and sneaking into her mind, I could tell she was wondering what magic I had performed with the ring back at the graveyard. I observed her from a distance. She was beautiful because all I could think about from
OLAMIDE I met his lips again, wondering what the hell I was doing. I was supposed to be thinking of ways to find my brother. At least, figure out a way to find David Flament but here I was, drowning out my insecurities with the touch and kisses of a broken man. Jason ended the kiss and put space between us. "I want to see you, Olamide." He explained in a voice filled with sensuality. "All of you." What did he want to see, I wondered as I looked into those doe eyes expecting an answer to creep out of his perverted thoughts. With nothing but gory images of the filthy things he wanted to do go me oozing out of his mind, I proceeded to speak. I had not the slightest idea what Jason wanted of me "I-" "Let me see you," He repeated, his finger making a circular movement on the surface of my swollen lips. His face looked sincere and adoring, but his mind, a completely different story. Understa
DEVIN "It was a pleasure solidifying this holy alliance with you Alpha Devin. We are certain Luna Valentine will be owning up to her responsibility of being your mate and the almighty luna of the Crow." An elder spokesperson from across the table began, sending a smile coated in nothing but pretense at Valentine. I saw her cringe and it made me angry to know that these were the people she was willing to sacrifice her supposed happiness and freedom for despite her overwhelming hate for me. I personally wanted to see those conniving old farts burn. "You shouldn't be thanking me," I glared back. "You should be appreciating your Luna, however. Without her martyrdom, you all might as well be good as dead." The elders sent disapproving glare back at me. With their bare minimum effort to mask the fact that they were more than willing to sell off their own and knowing I could see right through their facade, the
OLAMIDEA knock on the door was enough to cause me to freeze for a minute. Jason's weight was on me, hugging tight when another knock followed."Jason, Axel is awake," Pearl informed. I couldn't even breathe out of fear that she would walk in on us. Shit, I whispered to myself as Jason roused in the loudest way possible."Coming," He muttered in a baritone voice that suggested he had been asleep all the while he rested on my breast. I thought it was an after sex act. Turned out the bastard had used my breast as makeshift pillows. As he rolled to his feet, Jason pulled me along with him. It was all so sudden and quick that I didn't even have time to react when he took my mouth in a slow, long, and hungry kiss. I froze when he broke the kiss and proceeded to get dressed. I stood there red as a beetroot although he probably couldn't tell with that mental block and melanin protecting my forbidden desires and cruel body chemistry respectively. The moment sanity
40 YEARS AGOThe circles of salt spread across the manor of the Blossom household made little David terrified as he clutched his elder sister's hand tighter. Candice on the other hand, held onto a jagged dagger whilst protecting her little brother from the recent horror her father just unleashed on the world. One that had promised his father he would devour every soul in the house if it wasn't set free to wreak havoc on the world. As they tiptoed room to room trying to get to the demon before it crept up on them, David felt the room grow progressively cold. It was their late mother's room. The windows were open and the gentle night breeze blew at the curtains with the grace of a dandelion in the wind. Candice pushed her brother behind her instinctively. Their mother's room had been strictly off-limits and considering only herself, her brother and her father who was currently marauding the house under a cloaking spell lived there. It was smart to assume that the demon was hidi
"May I ask why you are visiting?" Arielle asked as she brought a cup of black coffee for David. "It has been such a long time Master David and I have an inkling you are here for something dire.""I won't deny it," David replied, taking in the nostalgia of the manor. It was a vastness of paintings, mahogany, and marble but it didn't feel like home. Despite the fireplace burning red hot with coal, the house felt cold. It was devoid of love and the only emotions David could sense from the property he now owned were disappointment and dysphoria. "There are dire situations.""And would you care to share them with me?" The sprite probed. Usually, David would be wary to divulge information like that to anyone. Telling the wrong person could lead to another war between every supernatural faction and David wanted to avoid that as much as possible. But Arielle was someone he could trust. She was of Fae origins and that m
David's face burned tomato red as Satake shifted to the side. Hesitant, David turned in his direction and noticed his eyes were closed. He wasn't sleeping. At least not deep enough to be considered a slumber. Satake's eyes opened again. His attention flew to the book nestled on David's bosom. "What is that?" He asked. "A book about relics," David replied, sitting up and placing the book on his laps to hide his bulge. Satake did the same. "Why are you researching about them?" David raised an eyebrow. "Don't you want to know your own origins?" Satake threw his head back in exhaustion and part frustration. "I am not so sure. I have built a life for myself as a part of the Crow family. With this new awakening, I am beginning to question everything. My life. My identity. I know if I keep on digging, I will eventually lose them both. So who will I be when I don't have those two things? Who is Satake Crow? " "Satake Crow is who you have always be
JASON"How are you feeling?" I asked Axel as he gulped down a glass of water."Better." Axel's voice was shaky. I cocked my head down and noticed the wound still hadn't healed. Axel could have died if he had not reached out to me when he did. Just thinking about it made my blood boil. Sofiane was stepping out of line a little too much. I wasn't even sure I could continue to pardon his madness as an aftereffect of losing Candice. Axel had been his former beta and if Sofiane didn't even take that into consideration when he gutted him, there was no telling how far the Alpha of Hobbstone was willing to go.I turned to Pearl. "Why isn't his wound healed yet?""Give it a day or two. The residue of the poison needs to leave his body first. " Pearl replied."Jason, Don't worry about it. I have been through worse. I'll survive."I placed my hand on top of his. Axel wouldn't say it but I knew he was hurt. "Well, I hope this kills every hope you
Olamide walked out of the Crimson lane house unscathed. Witches and warlocks from the Primrose coven gathered around the house with the sole aim of retrieving Yasmin Maplewood. Olamide locked her arms with her brother as the Primrose coven witches surrounded them. Yasmin didn't resist arrest. Jason handed her over to the eldest member and watched as the aged warlock slapped handcuffs engraved with various sigils to Yasmin's open hands. The sigils glowed brilliant green as they clasped shut. "What happens to her?" Jason demanded."She will be tried by the high courts. Her powers will be stripped and she will be jailed for a very long time. I can however assure you that Ginger Maplewood will not know the pain of losing her mother. The Primrose coven will do its best to protect her." Olamide's eyes drifted from the conversing supernaturals. Far from where she stood, She noticed Sofiane walking towards an almost totaled car. In his hands was the limp body of David
Only you have the power to save them... a sweet voice reminded me...Save them allThe memory of my mother reared up before me, so intense that for a minute the greens of the forest plundered in my vision, the image of it transposed over the frozen horror to come. I smelled the rain, felt the coolness of fresh air running through my face and hair. I remembered the feats my mother has performed with her gifts, the stance she took when she chose to heal ravaged the recesses of my mind. The bearing of her breath in the cold night when she helped dying animals and plants, the isolated moment I saw her drain ichor from a coyote that stole her goats. The sigil atop my palm glowed hot and sang to every memory. And finally, I understood what the power my mother had left in my protection did. What it meant and why it was converted by many. All that power resided in me to create balance and the frozen picture before was not harmony. Single stran
"Don't do this..." Lilith pleaded. "I love you Mamu."Deji pulled his sister close as Lilith spewed that blasphemy. His brows jerked high as he silently implored how the vampire countess could tell herself such a lie. "And you love me too." Lilith insisted. “I know you do. Just hand over the girl. Give her to me Mamu. I will forgive you.”“Shut it!” Deji slammed, pulling his sister even closer. "You do not get to tell me what to do anymore."“When...” Lilith for the first time faltered. Her attention left Deji and lingered on Jason. She remembered those black smokes that shot out of his hands. It took that little for her to come to a conclusion. With a splay of hands, she picked the Alpha from the floor causing Yasmin to retrace her steps from the Relic–Alpha duo. "This all started when your so-called gifts hit him. What the fuck did you do?" The look in her eyes was clearly maniacal. Her irises were crimson red and the white parts were oily orange. Veins of
JASON There was something truly horrific about watching your allies die. Even the volatile ones. As David dropped to the floor with petrified eyes, my heart skipped a beat because his death was more than losing an ally. Our lives were on the line. Seconds trickled by. It turned to minutes but the worst had yet to happen. I took one good look at myself then at Sofiane. We were still very much alive. I wasn't even sure what to believe anymore but one thing was painfully clear, I was terrified. I hated to admit it but for the first time in a long time, dying scared me. Lilith licked her bloody fingers and let out a maniacal laugh. "How unfortunate," She said, her eyes sewn onto the body on the floor. "He broke the spell before he died. How noble." Did that make things better or worse, I pondered. I reckoned with the latter because, in all honesty, I expected nothing but the worst from the now late surviving Bloss
Yasmin continued to slice onto Satake Crow's skin, ignoring his screams for help and the obvious opposition that has managed to sneak past a coven of vampires and her maze of chaos. Crimson blanketed over her hands reminding her she was executing a sin. A moment of relapse causes her to look back into the eyes of the dying relic. She could tell he was begging for mercy even when his mouth couldn't move. "You have come too far," Yasmin told herself. "You can't back out now." The witch reminded herself that Lilith would have the intruders cornered in no time. The scythe sliced through Satake's flesh and bones like it were butter and soon, Yasmin noticed his beating heart. She spared Lilith a look for security. The countess of death had her hands on the now unconscious attribute's throat. Her eyes however were not on the Aloha werewolves who had broken in. Her gaze lingered on the vampire she had sired as he too was unconscious. The bright side to things though was that Lil
Two wisps of smoke shot in Lilith's direction. One burst into Olamide's chest rendering her unconscious. The second flew in Lilith's direction, aiming for her cold heart but before the disintegrating ball of darkness could hit Lilith, Deji jumped in front of her causing the darkness to hit him instead. Like Olamide, Deji collapsed to the floor, both living their worst nightmares.IntermissionThe room was dark but below a flickering lightbulb was a woman dressed in a satin black nightdress that accentuated her features and complimented her dark skin. She looked familiar to Deji. As he strained his eyes through the window of the girl's apartment, a spark burned bright in his mind. This was the human girl bound to the chair. Why, he wondered. Why was he here? He barely knew the woman. Deji pondered if he was in her head. He tried to move to make sense of the situation on groun
Two wisps of smoke shot in Lilith's direction. One burst into Olamide's chest rendering her unconscious. The second flew in Lilith's direction, aiming for her cold heart but before the disintegrating ball of darkness could hit Lilith, Deji jumped in front of her causing the darkness to hit him instead. Like Olamide, Deji collapsed to the floor, both living their worst nightmares. ***Intermission Candice Blossom's world grew darker as she threaded a familiar forest. This was a memory. One she remembered like yesterday. The night it all went to hell. "Why am I here?" Candice asked herself. Her lips weren't moving. Neither did she have control over her legs. In fact, the only thing she had power over was her sight and all she could do was continue to watch as her legs jogged into a clearing. There was a man slumped to the floor. A woman was above him.
JASONSofiane pulled open the gates and we slipped in, breaking off leaves and stumbling over a low ground shrub but managing to step high and land on a cobblestone pathway that we followed toward the side of the property. The night was opaque and sheltered amid the vines and overgrowth, but the moon was still very bright and that gave us werewolves an advantage. If we stepped out into the open, we would be noticed. The expanse was crammed with long teeth. With a stake in one hand, I darted aside a long, hanging vine heavy with flowers and crept close to the finewood-sided house. I signaled to Sofiane and he nodded in understanding before disappearing to the back. If he entered through the rear, we would find each other inside. So that left me with David. Tilting my head into one of the walls, I listened, honing my senses toward the house and beyond the walls.A scream alerted me. It sounded like Satake and I fucking lost it! I was about to burst through a dust
Satake woke in a standing position. Except his feet were barely touching the floor. Head bowed forward, the muscles in his body twanged. Something was banded across his chest. A crest of some sort and it stung. His body felt numb. Especially his back region. He tried to move only to realize that his arms were wrenched above him, his wrists hemmed together. He wriggled but couldn’t move much. The air around him was musty with a lingering scent of blood.Flickering his eyes a hundred times to adjust to the darkness, Satake came to be fully awake. He tried to talk but he could only wince as a sharp pain shot up his body. His jaw was messed up. His foggy memories were beginning to prop up. He had remembered resisting after that damn witch had attacked him with a cursed weapon. He also vividly remembered being driven to unconsciousness by one of her vampire pals. His sight cleared slowly and in time Satake came to realize he was in someone's living room. There were rugs rolled up to a