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
Ariana’s POV“What is your name?” I asked, seated opposite him, a desk wedged in-between us.“Bach.” His voice came out as barely a whisper.“Bach,” I repeated. “Is that correct?”“Yes.”“Alright then. Bach, can you tell me why you decided to end your life?”He lowered his head, pensively biting his lips.“It’s alright, if you’re not comfortable with that then we can leave it for another day. Whenever you’d like.”He fiddled with his hands anxiously, “No one thinks I’m worthy to be their friend.”I knitted my brows together, “So you’ve had no friends?”“I had just one. We were friends before I moved to the Central Academy. His name was Mark.”I leaned forward, “Tell me about him.”“He was the son of an Alpha wolf pack, the pack where I’m from. My father was the beta of the pack and as his son and a beta myself it’s customary that I’m introduced to the Alpha and Luna from a young age. So at five years old, I met Mark. He was my age mate and he liked to play a lot, especially at the bea
Bach’s POVI’ve always had a bad memory. It was always hard for me to remember most things, even the most simple things possible. But I just could never forget that day, the day I lost everything.It was my eighteenth birthday and Mark was preparing a surprise for me, a surprise I had to fight the urge to pretend I had no idea about. But he seemed so elated, even more than me, the person who had the birthday so I couldn’t take away that joy away from him.My parents had joined him to plan the surprise.To take away any suspicion, Mark remained with me during the day while my parents remained preparing the surprise for me till when we got home by evening.That day, I remembered Mark to be filled with so much radiance. He looked like he was truly happy—at peace.When I asked him why he was suddenly so joyful, he looked at me. There was a strange warmth in his eyes, one I’d never seen before. Then he said — “Because you’re finally here.”I thought it was weird. Hadn’t I always been here?
Bach’s POVEverything felt like a fever dream.How was it possible that in such a short span I had become an orphan and my best friend, my only friend who was also my mate was about to die?I refused to believe it, so much so that I waited till when my eyes would open again, revealing to me the smiles of my parents and the man I loved.But it never came.“You…have…to be…strong.” Mark drew in a shaky breath, loud enough to peel open my eyes to the reality in front of me.“No, no, no, no, no, no. Please for God’s sake, don’t leave me like this. I need you!” I cried out, tears pooling out from my eyes.He tightened his grip on my hand, “I’m… s...sorry I didn’t tell you earlier… about us.”That was when I realized that he already knew that we were mates, but for how long had he known?That didn’t matter, at least now. What mattered at this moment was getting him help. I needed to save him.“I need to call for help. If I can call for help in time then there’s a chance—”“No.”“What?”“Don’
Ariana’s POVLosing one’s mate to death was considered one of the greatest sufferings for werewolves. Most werewolves preferred to die alongside their mates, just so they could be spared from such suffering.Werewolves who managed to survive such an ordeal went insolvably mad or became a recluse till their deaths. However, I found Bach to be extremely strong.Losing his parents and then his mate at the same time on the day of his transformation was something that couldn’t be wished on your worst enemy.In a way he was stronger than I was. I had pursued the path of vengeance and revenge while he chose to fulfil his mate’s dying wish, regardless of the consequences.The only flaw was that he ended up being used in a sadistic game of power hoarding and world domination.It was a stupid thing he did, regardless of the reason why. He was manipulated into making such a deal, but it was still a foolish thing to do.Believing that reading minds would help in acquiring friends wasn’t the best