Luka’s POVI didn't know how to feel in the midst of all of this.It was strange, very strange to see him lying almost lifelessly on that bed, his once glorious skin looking very pale in comparison with the rest of the dark, bloodied sheets. His once silver hair was now a matted mess, stuck to his temples, and even when I took care of some of it, most of his hair fell out again right away. It was even worse to see the older woman who had raised me tremble as she cried beside him, her shoulders shook violently as if she couldn't hold herself together anymore.She looked absolutely terrified. The thought of it alone had me wanting to burst into tears as well. My throat constricted uncontrollably at the sight, my eyes filling up with tears too. How could things have turned out like this? How could he be lying here on that bed, so still, without making a single movement? Was he still alive?What was going on with us?Where was he going when it happened?“Do you think she's going to b
Unknown’s POVYou know how it feels when you win a trophy after coming first place? That was how I felt after taking out the old man. I spent the most of my time reminiscing about it and wishing that it was King Luka himself. I wanted to make his life more miserable than it already was.No matter how much he had refused to admit, his life was miserable. Everyone knew after the disappearance of his mate, he had fallen into a great state of depression and I was so proud of how much this was going to throw him off.We all knew how strong he was, all we needed for him was to loose focus and then we will sneak in and pounce on them. I wish I was the one who took his mate, I would have brought her head on a platter of gold and left it at his gate.I would have given anything to see the horror on his face, anything.It was an old news to my ears when the whole town knew about what had happened.Walking through it, I could hear the whisperings and the murmurings. They seemed even more afraid
Emily’s POV“I want to take part in the training lessons” I blurted out to Luke as we stood afar watching some of the men train together on an indoor track. He looked at me with his eyebrows raised and a quizzical expression that could only mean one thing. “You do? Why?” I blushed, looking away from him and down at my feet while fidgeting with my hands. “I don’t know… I just wanted to be trained and be able to protect myself” I mumbled quietly. Luke reached up and patted me gently on the shoulder with his hand before taking a step back, looking up into the air as if contemplating something. After several seconds he spoke. “Alright then, I suppose it won’t hurt too much to let you in for now, will it? But we will stop once it gets too intense, especially with your situation” His tone changed when he said the word ‘situation’. “Thanks, Luke” I smiled at him gratefully. We both knew exactly what he meant about me being in ‘a precarious position’. From afar I noticed the red-haired
Luka's POV“Who brought him back?” I asked the guards.I needed to get to the bottom of this one for all, someone brought him back. It started with whoever brought him back.The guards stared at me as if I was speaking in a foreign language. “Who brought what back Sir?” They asked back in unison. The two men were identical twins, both blonde and blue eyed. Both had a look of utter bewilderment on their faces. What happened to these people? I wondered as they looked at each other. What was happening here that no one had reported it before?“Who brought Alfred back after he was attacked, who was it?” I said again. My voice rose louder and sharper than before as I grew more frustrated. If no one was talking about anything then I might as well take matters into my own hands. I wanted answers and the only way I could get them was through the person I came here for. The guards looked away from me, each one fidgeting or looking at anywhere except my face.Their silence answered my questi
Luka’s POVI buried my face into her chest, closing my eyes tightly and inhaling deep breaths of her floral scent that filled my nose as well as the room. For some reason, it took me back to those times when I was seven, fourteen, seventeen when I was losing it and she came through for me and I couldn't help myself but take a little deeper breath every time she hugged me. The sensation of having her there, with me, made everything seem brighter. Made the air around me smell sweeter and less bitter. It was the feeling that came from hugging a mother, that was what Claire's hug did to. The old woman patted my back gently. The world had lost its sharp edges for me, and my worries slowly faded away. After a while she released me.I could see the tears in her eyes when she did.“Everything is going to be okay, I promise” She sounded so sure and all I wanted to do was cling onto those words“Thank you” I whispered, I meant it. I stepped away from weird, like I had given my vulnerability aw
Luka’s POVFor two weeks, we all took turns in looking after Alfred- Claire and I. I realized that maybe I had been too selfish to to realize that Alfred and Claire had something going on? How had it not dawned on me? Why did it take me so long to realize?The healer's presence was now a normal thing in the house. She would go from applying different lotions on Alfred to chanting different incantations over him trying different charms or enchantments that might make her recover faster. We didn’t know how to deal with the fact that she could do so much without asking us to help, but there were no real problems for us, and none of complained. Today, she was burning dry herbs at Alfred's bedside. The smell was awful – I could tell by the healer’s expression that it was bothering her – but it wasn’t hurting her, so we tried to ignore it as best we could while she chanted.At some point, her lips moved more than usual, and then her entire body shook like she was having an epileptic fit.
Emily's POVIt was the same dream over and over again.Luka was bleeding, the rope digging into my flesh was also making me bleed and I felt so weak , the blood loss was taking too long but the adrenaline rush was keeping the pain at bay, the fear at bay.When he took his final step towards me, I thought for certain that he was going to kill me right then and there and it would've been okay but not with Luka lying on the ground in the pool of his blood like that.He had put up a good fight but was no match for this man who was a master of sorcery and whose strength and speed were unimaginable.After he was done with Luka, he turned to me.“Now that you know that no one else is coming to your rescue, can we continue from where we stopped?” he had blood all over his face and sick grin he wore made me shiver and the feeling of unease in my stomach didn't disappear.‘No one else is coming to your rescue...’ My breath caught as he walked towards me again, his gaze never leaving my face whi
Emily’s POV“Harder!” My trainer yelled.My body was weak and trembling, my limbs screaming in protest as I pushed myself to the limits. The weight of my entire body was on one leg, the other stretched out over a large piece of metal that was bent down slightly.I adjusted my boxing gloves for what felt like the hundredth time, wincing at the way they bit into my skin. It would be nice if there were a release switch somewhere to take them off when I got tired of hitting this thing, but it wasn't like anyone was going to check. I punched the boxing bag repeatedly, with so much force my fist started to hurt. ‘Just a small pain,’ I told myself over and over, even though it was starting to make me feel nauseous. I kept punching anyway, even after all of the tears were wiped away from my cheeks. Even though there was no need for it. There was never any reason for it.“That's enough for today” my trainer finally said, wiping her hands on her pants. She was standing next to me while I to