Hera’s POVBeing near Alpha Arnold was a priority for me more than anything else so I always tried to be present at the palace at all times. However, I couldn't be near him as much as I needed to be because Layla was always in the picture these days, so I needed to take an important trip to ensure that she was out of the picture and I’d be able to be near him as much as I needed to be.I’d asked to be excused from the palace to go on a trip for rare herbs that my spell casting required, and since I was the best spell caster they had, it wasn't a hassle to get approval, the supplies and security I’d need to embark on such a faraway journey.However, my true intention was to visit an old witch who’d be knowledgeable enough to give me a deeper insight on how to craft more potent spells that could be the key to successfully wiping out Layla’s existence.I also knew that since I was embarking on a different trip than what I’d mentioned at the palace, I’d need a trustworthy guard to accompan
Layla’s POVI’d continued having bizarre flashes where my hair suddenly turned white or a few strands of white hair appeared in the midst of my golden locks. After the last huge scare I’d had when my hair and eyes had transformed briefly, I was more curious than bewildered whenever any odd appearances followed.My newfound ability to be somewhat unbothered by my random transformations was owing to two reasons; if I freaked out and passed out each time I noticed it, I’d send Nadia to her early grave with worry, and if I continued to allow fear to be the foremost emotion I felt whenever I saw it I’d never get to the bottom of why it kept recurring.Even now, I’d planted myself before my dressing mirror and I was leaning so far into it that I could’ve gotten trapped in the mirror if it was one of those magical ones. I was now genuinely curious about why my hair and eye colors were twitching and it’d happened a number of times as I peered into the mirror.It was always a brief change that
Hera’s POVDespite the tedious journey to and from the old witch’s house that I’d just undergone, the only thing on my mind was casting the spell I’d retrieved rather than getting any rest because of how worn out I felt. Nothing mattered to me as much as finally getting rid of Layla and I had no intention of resting until I finally did so.As soon as the palace came into view while we rode on our horses, we took a different turn and headed toward a deserted field. The deserted field was home to an abandoned underground prison that only a few people knew of since it’d been out of use for years and that made it a perfect location to place the curse on Layla without any intruding eyes barging in.The level of the curse’s potency was largely dependent on how close to the intended victim it was cast and that was why we needed to settle somewhere close by before I placed the curse on her. If not, I’d have cast the spell the second I left the old witch’s abode so that I could return to a pala
Arnold’s POVOver the last week, I’d come in contact with irritatingly gruesome sights that would've made anyone throw their guts up every single time, but somehow I’d had to endure it because I couldn't afford to appear weak and gutless when the entire kingdom was depending on me to restore peace or at least normalcy back to Crescent Valley.I’d just returned to the palace after my attention was demanded at another brutal murder scene in the villages, and just like all the other deaths I’d had to inspect, the picture of how horribly they were murdered had become etched in my memory alongside the others.This time around, the victims of the monster’s brutality were a group of young men that were gutted out and torn from limb to limb in the same way that the poor family that I and Layla met in the swamps were killed. As I remembered how there were brain splatters and flesh scattered around the area I began to feel heavily nauseated and repulsed by how the monster had chosen to brutalize
Layla’s POVThe unrest in the kingdom had become the only topic on the lips of everyone that lived in Crescent Valley. It was impossible to pass by a group of maids or guards in the palace and not hear some takes about the monster that’d been killing villagers brutally in hushed tones, it was all anyone could focus on because it seemed like new victims kept turning up day after day but there’d been absolutely no luck in abducting whoever was responsible.Of course, if the tales of the monster were on the lips of every staff in the palace, it was definitely always on Nadia’s lips as well because there wasn't any gossip in the palace that she hadn't heard of no matter the hushed tones it was told in.As soon as she came into my room to help me get ready for the day, she’d been more than eager to fill me in on the new developments she’d heard of about the killing and since she was the only company I had because of how busy Alpha Arnold had been, I welcomed her endless chatter.“You know,
Hera’s POVAt every waking moment, the one thing I was focused on was how soon Layla would begin to show signs of her insanity. Normally, the curse of insanity was meant to gradually creep in until it drove its victim to complete madness so I hadn't lost faith yet even though a few days had gone by and Layla hadn't begun manifesting the signs of running mad yet.From my experience with her, I knew that for some odd reason, she was a tougher one to crack than any other adversary I’d ever been up against so I decided to be patient as I waited for the curse to take full effect on her. Otherwise, I’d be the one who’d end up driving myself mad with my anxiousness as to whether or not the curse would finally kick in.As much as I hated to be in Layla’s presence or anywhere near her, I’d found myself being overly interested in her day-to-day routines since I’d returned back from my trip. I always wanted to know where she’d be at every given time because I hoped desperately that I’d catch her
Hera’s POVEverything that’d just happened at dinner kept replaying in my head, I couldn't shake off the fact that Layla had some mysterious backing that no one else knew of.I mean, I was already well aware of the fact that what’d happened wasn't as a result of the curse of madness I’d laid on her because she’d manifested the gifts of a seer rather than that of someone on the brink of insanity as I’d have much rather preferred.It unbelievably tore me apart to have to come to terms with the fact that she might’ve just escaped the most potent spell that I could possibly ever lay hands on.At the moment, all I could do was to focus on the one aspect of Alpha Arnold’s life that I still had precedence over which was soothing the effects of his insomnia by casting sleep spells that put him to bed soundly.I forced myself to take my mind of the mystery that surrounded Layla and I stepped into the bathroom to take a refreshing bath to get myself ready for my visit to Alpha Arnold’s room. I k
Arnold’s POVLayla was sprawled across the bed and she looked absolutely magnificent as her thighs glistened with the wetness from her release, and her gorgeous eyes that’d stared at me with wonder when she came were now shut lazily and her lashes fanned her face as she heaved gently from the thunderous orgasm she’d just enjoyed.Fuck, she was absolutely perfect without a doubt.I watched her for a while as my arousal resurfaced from how unbelievably beautiful she always was, always.I then struggled to pull myself together and rose to my feet so that I could get a bowl of water and a clean soft towel to clean her up like I’d done the last time. After a while, I reemerged from the bathroom with some warm water and I soaked the towel in it before I squeezed and gently placed it in between her thighs.“Mhmm...” She moaned from the warmth and it took everything in me to stop myself from going for another round of burying my face between her legs to drown in her wetness.God! She’d tasted