Victor’s POV (Flashback)It was all simpler before but it was never this wretched.Back then in the place that was my hometown, my poor small hometown that were inhabited by various creatures; not just werewolves but also elves, dragons and other shifters, the only thing we shared were our weaknesses and the only thing we possessed for ourselves were our homes - a place that we considered a sanctuary and strived to protect.But then I was one of the rare few; an elf and a werewolf, even more fascinating one that could shape shift into a werewolf when I officially became an adult.I was praised for breaking a three-hundred-year record as that was the last time someone shape shifted into a wolf in my hometown.With this I believed I could venture freely into the broader outside world as I dreamt about seeing and capturing all life had to offer. I left my town; a place that loved and shielded me from anything, everything. I left my home and eventually became a student in the combat depar
Victor’s POVI couldn’t say if I truly regretted killing Richard Krueger or not.If I said that I did regret it, then why did the feeling of his skull being crushed by my fists instantly with just one punch during training fill me with so much euphoria and excitement? Why then did I smile when I saw his bleeding form on the ground unmoving? Was it because I had for some reason avenged the crimes done to me? Or was it because there was no other choice for anyone in this academy but to become a blood-thirsty maniac?Still, I couldn’t say I liked it either because regardless of it being a thrilling experience I also got nothing in return. Richard Krueger was dead but the suffering he inflicted on me was still very much alive.In a way, it kept him living, in the very core of my brain causing me to be severely unable to function. I still saw him everywhere and the smell of blood had become a constant thing to me. I didn’t like that either.I remembered my hands shaking—trembling—and blood
Ariana’s POVHis eyes shook, brown irises surrounded by bright red lines. I found them familiar, as though I was re-enacting the moment I’d lost everything, just like he had. But this couldn’t possibly be a re-enactment, after all it wasn’t my pain, it was all Victor’s.I could sympathize, I could find the thread of resemblance but it wasn’t the same thing. We stood parallel to each other, sharing a pain of loss, of rage, and revenge.For that exact reason I couldn’t let him continue in the path that he had chosen in this society’s duress. He wasn’t given a chance to dream, nobody around him thought he was worth living in the first place.There was nothing more effective in turning someone into a monster than letting them believe society—the core of life itself—never wanted them to live. Such an unforgivable sin committed against a young child. My features hardened, I couldn’t forgive it.“T…They—” His voice trembled as though what he was seeing through his eyes was a recollection of
Ariana’s POVAfter Victor’s death, everything changed, flipping my life around in a complete one-eighty.Suddenly I was thrust into the limelight, with stares that used to be filled with contempt now filled with praises and glory. Everyone treated me as though I was a savior, singing testimonies of how I saved the school from an untimely disaster.Principal Remus especially seemed to have taken great value to me. He now treated me fondly, spoke highly of me to others and even promoted me, changing my living quarters to an upsized one that had a guest room to spare with food being served to me in my room per my request.I hadn’t gotten used to it yet since it all was just so sudden and I still didn’t understand what I’d done to deserve it. What was done could’ve been done by anyone.It probably would’ve been easier on my part if Victor was still alive, if he still lived and could experience the world the way he dreamed of. Then, I would be able to stomach the praises I received.Now, I
Ariana’s POVDamon’s breathing was strangled, intense.His aura had totally consumed me and I remained in his arms, frozen. I always thought he was dangerous even though I also knew he wouldn’t hurt me.Why I thought he was dangerous was because I never knew what to do around him, and the only way to describe it was intense — he was too intense for me.With Jasper I remembered love to be normal.Letters that spawned in a month or two telling the other about our achievement in our respective fields with promises of meeting again. Even when he was still at Warwick, when we saw all the time all we—he talked about was the kingdom, and I listened.I didn’t know how to handle something like this as no one told me feelings for a person could exist in such a form.No one told me love could be like this—all consuming, and like a permanent tattoo on the skin, on the soul.“Did you miss me?” The question came out as barely a whisper, something meant for just me.I said nothing.His palm slowly r
(Leo/Damon)’s POVSome hours Earlier before visiting Ariana***“You cannot handle the body you’ve possessed.” I taunted Leo.He laughed at me, “You forget I was created out of you and that we exist as an entity. I cannot possess what is mine. But I can try.” He smirked.He was right, more so because he chose not to kill me when Klaus asked him too. We existed interchangeably yet were both birthed from the same placenta.Leo was smart, in a way that his intelligence was well matched for bodies of evil like Klaus. He was able in mere seconds to free both him and myself from the grasps of Klaus’ control, without his knowledge.Even more impressively, he kept it hidden from him and has been successfully pulling it off.It was as though we were Siamese twins but instead of being conjoined by flesh, we were conjoined at the root of a soul that belonged to the both of us.Still… his avid intolerance for Ariana was something that I couldn’t tolerate.It didn’t matter if we lived through each
(Leo/Damon)’s POVBy the time I regained consciousness, Damon had seized the opportunity and actually successfully regained control over his body. Now, I was forced to watch while he acted in ways that irritated me. The display of intimacy, feelings that I had concealed now festered in my body causing it to behave senselessly.I despised that it didn’t take much for her to gain control of feelings that I struggled handling, how she made my persistent struggles seem useless, how easy it was to get me in the palm of her hand as she wished.Damon loved her and for some reason she returned the sentiment even while not knowing that they were mates. It was nauseating to say the least but I couldn’t ruin my efforts by taking control just yet.So I let her be happy. After all, she was vital to breaking the dark shadow’s curse and that was all that mattered to me.But I wouldn’t let such a thing happen again. Damon would never gain control of this body. For now, I’ll let him enjoy his little t
Ariana’s POVA crowd of students were already gathered around the building. Gasps and murmurs filled the air as everyone waited for the student to fall.“What… what are we going to do ma’am?” Sigil asked frantically and just as I opened my confused mouth to talk, the unexpected happened.It was like a movie, something out of touch with reality, only that it was not. This was real. The student was falling.At that moment seeing his body falling from such an immense height reminded me of Victor and my failure to save him.I remembered telling Damon about it last night, how I could barely even breathe sometimes when I remembered him and my inadequacy to help him on time. It kept me up at night most times when I didn’t have work to distract me. That guilt. It ate me alive.”‘You did what you could, even Victor knew that. Whether or not it was enough doesn’t matter. It has passed and so has he, on his own will. He’s resting now, you should too.’ That was what had Damon said to me.Doing wh