“Her daughter,” I repeated. “Who is her daughter? How am I related to them?”I had never heard of anybody named Antoinette before, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised if they were in hiding. Something inside told me the people who I had known to be my family were not my blood. Not that that mattered. They had been a family to me in every way possible. Even though our relationship had been strained recently, it wasn’t because of lack of love.She didn’t respond, but instead flipped a couple of pages until she landed to a section that had a bend to it revealing an old Polaroid photo. There was a pretty dark-skinned woman sitting in a chair, but the little girl on her lap is what caught my eye. She was like a darker-skinned version of me, almost my twin. I held the picture in my hand and looking at it intently tracing my hand over the faces. These women, whoever they were, were my family.Emotions consumed me, and I wasn’t sure if they were my own or Iyana’s, maybe a little bit of both.
I gasped. “Oh my God. Me? Are you saying I’m the baby?” I chewed on my lip as my heart raced waiting for her response.“Araya Zoldeck, daughter of Angelique, granddaughter of Antoinette Zoldeck. From your mother’s sacrifice, you survived, thrived on your own and found your way back. You are and will be a force to be reckoned with.”My heart was beating out of my chest. I was overloaded with information and could barely wrap my head around it all. It was unbelievable and yet I knew it was the truth. My mother gave her life for me, and my grandmother avenged her death resulting in her own. Even though I had never met them and was just seeing a picture of them for the first time, I felt like I had known them forever.“What happened to me after Antoinette passed? How did I end up with my parents?”Iyana sighed. “Antoinette’s resolve was unwavering. She knew once she unleashed the amount of power required to do what she needed to do she would not survive, but I did not know that at the tim
We sat in a room in a circle on the floor in the same position me and Ciel had been in before. My eyes were shut, but I popped one open to stare at the women across from me. Even though this was supposed to be a serious moment it was hard not to laugh. “Focus, Araya,” Iyana’s stern words called out. My head shot her way. Her eyes were still closed, but apparently, she could sense my distraction. I squeezed my eyes shut again scolding my childish behavior. I couldn’t concentrate. I wasn’t sure how the training would be, but I guess I was expecting something more physical. I was never good at meditating for this exact reason. Sitting in the quiet and calm only allowed my mind to race all over the place and now there were so many things to think about.“Deep breaths. Push everything aside to the corners of your mind. Search for the dark emptiness. That is where you will manifest what’s needed,” Iyana continued.Right now my eyes were shut, but there was no darkness. I saw colors and imag
I was completely restless. My body tossed and turned all night until finally my eyes opened, and I realized it was useless to try to stay in bed. My eyes traveled to the clock on the wall. 4:37 a.m. Shit. Adrian was sleeping soundly. He looked so peaceful and godlike under the light of the moon that peeked through the window. He had kicked the covers off and was lying on his back with his head turned to the side. I ran my fingers over his warm body caressing his chest and toned midsection, dipping between his abs. He sighed in approval in his sleep, but didn’t wake up. A thought crossed my mind that I quickly chased away. As much as I would have loved to give him a little morning treat by waking him up with my mouth wrapped around him, there was something else I needed to do. Instead, I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips and then carefully got out of the bed.I felt a pull toward the area where I first talked to Iyana and somehow I knew she’d be there. Carefully moving t
Two days had passed since Iyana dropped that bomb on me and I was still shocked. The powerful witches who were thought to be long dead, were still living and breathing and just fine. Not just witches. My family. Because all Zoldeck witches shared the same bloodline.It seemed so crazy, and I had so many questions.Even though it seemed unreal since everything I had read and everyone I talked to thought they were no longer alive, I was here, so was it really that farfetched? Why would it be so hard to believe there were others like me in hiding, or maybe others who didn’t know who they were?I was freaking out again. Everything was coming at me all at once. The parts of me that felt like I didn’t belong or was weird or stuck out in a bad way, all made sense now. I was different, but different didn’t have to be bad. I had people out there that were just like me, people that could truly understand me. I wanted to meet them, but I also needed to because now that I had my powers,
I’m pretty sure Adrian kicked my door in when we made it back to my apartment, but I didn’t really care about that. We hadn’t been intimate since the first night at his pack and I was in need. I felt a little awkward messing around in a house full of witches being very aware that at least one dealt in sensory magic and another one seemed to just know everything. But now that we were back, there was no time to waste. How we made it up the steps and into my living room was a mystery. Our lips hadn’t left each other’s since we got out of the car. Although I was excited to start our search for the hidden Zoldecks, there was always time for a quickie. I smiled against his lips knowing we were on the same page about that.Out of nowhere a feeling of extreme anger swarmed over me causing me to pull back. I looked into his eyes. They were blazing with lust, not anger. He looked at me confused, but before we could speak a light switched on.My head shot in that direction, and I almost
Of course he knew. He knew everything. He was so damn nosey. Just when I thought I’d have a glimmer of positivity there he was to suck it away. Freaking vampires. But how the hell did he actually know? Did he have a tracker on me or something? Had he planted a listening device? I wouldn’t put anything past him.“What exactly does he know?” I asked narrowing my eyes at Acelin.“He knows you sought the assistance of the witch Iyana and he knows you have unbound your powers. I believe there is a mole somewhere.”“Fuck, yeah there is. But I can tell you it’s not with me or my wolves.” Adrian retorted angrily.I didn’t think so anyways. I trusted them. Damn. I had plans of revealing my powers my own way and now Claudis already knew. He was such a dick and I wondered how Acelin was so different than him.He had a solemn look on his face that had me curious. I felt a negative energy. It was as if he had more to say. Was he just still upset because of me and Adrian? Earlier I had
“Can both of you please stop talking!?” The words resounded in my head. Even though I said please, I was aware it came out as more of a command in my flustered state. I wasn’t asking. I was demanding. They had pissed me off and I felt a surge of energy right before. I said the words with conviction truly wanting them to stop talking, not even thinking. Ciel told me I needed to control my emotions, but I had let them get the best of me and used my powers when I was angry. And now I was freaking out. What had I done? Their eyes were filled with shock, confusion, and worry and it bothered me so badly I had done this to them. The problem was, I didn’t know how to turn it off. What do I do?“Talk.”Nothing.“Speak!” Still nothing. Oh, my God. I’m a witch that can’t control her powers. Another wave of emotions came over me as I felt tears welling up in my eyes. They wouldn’t stay like this forever, right? Before with Ciel when I had asked for the drink, she snapped out of it
Sleep didn’t come for me that night. A terrible storm brewed outside the window, matching my somber mood perfectly. Usually, a rainstorm would have had me knocked out, but right then, it only added to my discomfort. Rain poured down, lightening flashed, and thunder clapped loudly. The wind whistled harshly, scraping bare branches against the window. I recalled the story my mom used to tell me and my sister when we were little girls. When it thundered God was moving furniture around. When lightning flashed, he was turning on the lights. And when it rained, he was crying. We were taught to believe in a different God than the ones I more recently learned about, but is that what was happening? Were the gods crying?I laid on my back staring up into the dark as if would reveal the answers of the universe. The things that just happened haunted me. I wondered if they could have been handled differently or if somewhere we took a wrong turn. Would it always be like this?So typical of me to
Zariah was still in front of me with her hands held to my temples, but I no longer felt tired or weak. Actually, the complete opposite.The events of the last few months flashed in my mind like a rewinding function. I had been pushed to leave the place I’d known as home, finding myself in a new city so far away. At the time, I was down and out, depressed, feeling super low. My heart was completely broken. I was completely broken. But then Adrian and Acelin came into my life when I needed someone the most. That was no coincidence. And despite the fact of who they were, they showed me things I’d only dreamed of before. Almost as if something too good to be true, but it was just that. They gave me their hearts so willingly and they too had mine. Because of our bond and love I was stronger than ever. I found out who I was, became confident and more comfortable in my own skin. Met friends and family I never knew existed. Yes, it was kind of crazy, but my life had changed drastically for
The darkness bled into the light as my eyes scanned the empty, bright space that changed before my eyes. Call me Dorothy, because I definitely wasn’t in Kansas anymore.Was I dead? “No offense, but this is not what I was expecting heaven to look like,” I mumbled to myself because surely it wasn’t hell. There was no way, right?“You get your sense of humor from your father,” Someone laughed and I spun around. Not one, but three people stood before me, a man and two women. My feet moved on their own as I took a step towards them almost subconsciously. The man was young and handsome. The women were beautiful, one a bit older, but both with brown skin, long, thick hair, and gorgeous eyes. But I wasn’t surprised at their beauty. I’d seen them before… at least in pictures.“Antoinette and Angelique.” I whispered more to myself looking at them both respectively. The younger woman smiled widely, embracing me with her grace. My mother. Wow. She was so pretty. She opened her arms
A menacing and triumphant smile spread across her lips. I wanted nothing more than to smack it right off her bitch ass face. But I didn’t care about my pride, the fact she thought she’d won, or anything else at that moment other than saving Adrian. “You are bound to the wolf and the vampire separately. You have two mates, it’s true, but now what is required is for the bond to be completed between you three. They must be tied to each other just as they are tied to you.”Wait, what? My head was too all over the place for this. Adrian and Acelin had to bond too? Why and how would that even happen? I was pretty sure they wouldn’t be down for that thinking about the way I’d bonded with them.My eyes went to Acelin in confusion wondering if he had any idea what she was saying. His brows furrowed and the crease between them deepened, which made me think he might.“Okay. I have heard enough. This witch is dead if she believes that” -- Acelin cut Onyx off pulling her to the side in a heated c
“Acelin what the actual hell happened to you back there,” I questioned as me him and Onyx ran to meet up with the others. In the two minutes since we’d left the room we were hiding in they’d already killed a few others. Was it weird that seeing vampires get killed no longer bothered me that much?“When I ran out of the room, I realized I had made a miscalculation and there were a few more than what I had originally thought. They were lingering at the end of the long hall in wait, so I needed to take care of them before they attempted to alert others.”“Yes. When I passed him, three had been killed and he was actively fighting two others.”“Wow! You took out five vampires by yourself. How strong are you?”“Just barely above average.” Onyx responded and I saw Acelin glare at her letting me know he was much stronger that she mocked him about.“When he saw me, he knew there was no longer any need to fear. I am stronger than my brother, so he knew I would get to you and save the day.”“Humi
The confidence I had only moments ago was slowly fading. The longer we waited, the more worried I became. Acelin’s face was solemn, a permanent frown creased his brows. As best as he tried to mask it, the concern he felt inside was overpowering. I felt it as if it was my own anxiety. Some of it probably was. His emotions and my own were a perfect mixture.I was sure he was running the different scenarios through his mind, most likely coming up with endings that didn’t bode well for us. And I was also sure at that point Zariah knew we’d escaped, and it was only a matter of time before we were found. With no idea of how far we were from Adrian and the others, it was logical that she or the other vampires of the Guild would get to us before my people. My people…I missed them so much, and because of the situation I couldn’t help but think it might be the end. Would I ever see them again? Would I get to tell them goodbye? There were so many things left unsaid, so many things
“Stay close to me.” Acelin tugged me behind him. “No matter what. If for whatever reason I lose my hold on you or I need to use my hands, you grab on to me. I want to feel your body against mine at all times, stuck like glue. Climb onto my back if you must.” I struggled to hear his low whispers, but the last part made me smile. How he remained calm and composed, even able to crack a joke at a time like this, was beyond me. He wasn’t playing around, though. I knew he felt guilty that someone had lured me in by pretending to be him. So in case anything happened, he wanted me close so no one could get their hands on me again. We made our way through the dark building hugging the halls. Thankfully Acelin led, because I could barely see a thing. Of course vampires could see in the dark. The flooring felt like concrete, a bit damp and the air smelledk moldy. So we were underground, but where? Where had the lunatic witch brought us?“We need to find a quiet space. Zariah and
Tears of anger pooled into my eyes and began to stream down my face. She was taunting me, almost as if she enjoyed it, and I hated her with everything in my being. How could someone be so evil? In the past, I may have threatened but when it came down to it, I’m not so sure I would really go through with it, but never had I wanted to kill another so much in my life. My face warmed, then my whole body. A layer of sweat formed from the tension. She still held my wrists down tightly and she was freaking strong. But I was pissed off, and suddenly a woman scorned. I struggled against her hold and the restraints at my ankles calling upon all my strength to break myself free. Fueled by complete rage, I screamed in pure anguish, something grown from anger, grief, and helplessness. Zariah’s body was flung away from me like a ragdoll slamming against the wall and onto the floor with a satisfying thud. I looked down at myself confused, unsure what kind of magic that was but I wouldn’
Zariah stared down at me with narrowed eyes roaming over my body skeptically in contemplation. Then she turned, and for a moment I thought she was just going to walk out the door, leaving me alone. Instead, she grabbed a chair and sat it down right in front of me. “You ask a lot of questions, almost like a precocious child.”Yeah, yeah. So, I’d been told. “I can answer these questions if you really want to know. I can tell you how everything came to be, because none of it will matter in due time. But my question is are you ready for the truth, because I’m certain you won’t like what you learn.”Was I ready? Probably not. Did I really want to know about what truth she spoke of? Same answer. I already knew Zariah was capable of horrible things. And if in some crazy world she was as old as she claimed, she had time to commit other horrible things. But was it necessary? Yes. I didn’t want to know, I needed to. If I was going to be able to do anything to help, I had to figure out exactly