CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN.THE PHOENIX KING'S POV.I was in the event hall where everything unfolded a few minutes ago.I sat down on a seat like a frozen being. All my years of living, I've met with different creatures, those on land and those in the water. Even those in the air, I've seen, but I had never seen a creature so mysterious before. Never.'Who is he?' That was a question that no one had an answer to. He couldn't be fished out, and my annoying subordinates kept on repeating the same thing. 'He is a werewolf.' They said.But I didn't believe that shit. Of course, I saw the wolf in him growing out of his hand, how he tore fleshes with his claws, how he nodded off heads. Everyone saw that, but no one knew why I sat down there on the floor after being thrown across the room by him.No one knew what I struggled with.No one would even understand it if I tried to explain it to them. All they knew was that we all were trashed by 'a boy'.'One boy trashed the leaders of the six powerf
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT.AUTHOR'S POV.All the leaders in the Phoenix kingdom were in great sorrow, and each sorrow was due to their loss.However, even with the fact that they were in sorrow, they were not feeling the same kind of thing. The heaviness of their sorrows varies according to how close they are to the people they lost.Scott was the worst one of them all. He was the one with the craziest sorrow, and at some points, he felt his heart shredding. He had stopped seeing Jacqueline as just a boy. Jacqueline was now a 'cruel beast' to him, one who killed without mercy.He forgot he had once hurt Jacqueline beyond measure, he now held the present dear, forgetting the past.Saying, 'Jacqueline is a beast who killed my future family. One that clawed into their lives and took without giving.'Nemesis caught up with him, he didn't reason that way.For Scott, the pain which Jacqueline caused him had settled in his heart and refused to let him go. Ophelia was gone, though, he never really
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE.CARL'S POV.The weight of leadership is no joke. It weighed me down and I was suddenly growing frail and slim. I had thought that Jacqueline would have awoken from his sleep by now, but 'no!' He was still very well asleep while I shouldered his responsibilities.For the last few weeks, I’ve had to shoulder the entire burden of running the pack while Jacqueline recovers. It was exhausting enough that I had a feeling I might go mentally, physically, and emotionally unstable soon. The constant demands of the elders for a meeting, which I had been cancelling of course. I mean, what would I tell them if they asked about Jacqueline's whereabouts from me? I was not a good liar, and even with weeks gone, I couldn't think of a perfect lie that could be seen as truthful.There again were endless decisions I had to make. What concerns me about the colour code to be used in the market square on the pack's market day? Anyone could decide about that one, must it be the alpha
CHAPTER FIFTY.CARL'S POV.Cal's voice had faded, and I had to prepare myself for the next battle of my life, which I had to fight alone: a meeting with the pack elders.I did not have a perfect idea to relate Jacqueline's present situation to the elders yet, but I had thought of one which I prayed to the moon goddess to be successful because if it didn't, I would have to tell the truth, thereby, risking everything and everyone's lives.I met up with a guard who was waiting for me by the door of the council room, "Beta." He bowed to me.I nodded at him, "Is everyone in?""Yes, beta. Would you like anything in the council room?""No, I'm fine."He nodded and pushed the door open, and I stepped in to meet every seat occupied by the elders apart from the one in the centre, obviously waiting for me to be taken.I went over to my seat and sat down, facing the elders whose chairs were in a semicircle by both of my sides.For a meeting like this, we would have used the throne room on a norma
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE.CARL'S POV.The expressions in the council room ranged from shock to scepticism, and the weight of their gazes bore down on me after Elder Lennox declared the letter fake.'How did he know?' I wondered.I knew I forged the paper. I mean, how else would a letter come in from Jacqueline, who was lying sick in bed, if not through me?I knew I had to do something that would cause everyone to believe the words I was speaking, and earlier, I had written the letter.Forging Jacqueline's writing was like a piece of cake for me.I had worked and walked with him for a long time, and everything about him was known to me. I had also written a letter for some people before in Jacqueline's name, so I knew everything about his writings.Also, I just realised I fucked up.Using the royal seal was a mistake I never really thought of. The royal seal was too sacred to be carried about all around. It had to be in the sacred place in the castle, and that was the mistake I made.Jacqueli
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO.CARL'S POV.I didn't regret shouting them all off, instead, I continued to bash at them."The alpha entrusted me with this pack in his absence, and no one has any right to question my authority,” I said firmly. “Until he returns, I am acting in his stead. If you cannot respect that, then perhaps you should reconsider your position on this council, and I mean it."Who cares if the letter was forged or not? Who gives a flying fuck? Not me. If the alpha himself writes to you, and in your irresponsibility, you wanted to shake it off and tag it upon other responsibilities and tag it as forge, then so be it. "But I think I've taken enough shit than to stand before you and listen to your flimsy excuses. What do you take me for? One who doesn't know his right from his wrong? You've got to be kidding me. Even if I lied to all of you, which, of course, is not true, I have a right to do so."I took a deep breath to continue."Also, We have laws guiding our principles here, an
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE.ROSALIE'S POV.I was in Jacqueline's hidden room which had also been my room for the past weeks.I sat by his bedside, my fingers were idly tracing the edge of the blanket that covered him with the rhythmic sound of his breathing filling the room whole, a sound that should have brought me comfort but only deepened my unease. Jacqueline's injuries had completely healed, every scar and bruise gone as though they had never existed, and he had resumed breathing normally. Yet, he remained motionless, his eyes closed, lost in a slumber that seemed unending.“Why?” I whispered to him. My voice trembled. “Why aren’t you waking up?”My mind swirled with unanswered questions. Jacqueline was a fighter, of which I know. He was someone who defied odds and rose above challenges, and seeing him like this, so still and lifeless, was a cruel sight I couldn’t understand. I had sat here every day, refusing to leave his side, hoping and praying that he would open his eyes every da
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR.ROSALIE'S POV.I turned away from Susan and tried to take my mind off her betrayal but I couldn't. I sat in the room with my eyes on Jacqueline, and I couldn't help but question him. "What do you want me to do to save you? Don't you think you've slept enough? Don't you see everything that is happening? If you don't see it, why can't you hear it?"Everything here is abnormal without you, and now, my wolf is back to me, all thanks to you. Then I realised that you're my mate, sweet right? Don't you want to see me cause I miss you?" I smiled, "Can you please wake up? I miss you."“Rosalie." I heard the call of my name again and I turned to see Susan still in the room.I frowned, "I thought I told you to leave, Susan."She rose her gaze to meet mine, and in an instant, her composure crumbled. She fell to her knees, her hands clasped together as tears streamed down her face. “Rosalie, I’m so sorry,” she choked out. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I swear I di
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE.JACQUELINE'S POV.My bond with Rosalie was pulling me forward into Scott's pack house like an invisible thread. My breathing was ragged, my muscles burning from the effort I had made, but I didn’t care.Nothing mattered except getting to her.I shifted back to my human form when her scent got very strong, and I moved closer on foot, leaving my sweat to tick out of all the tiny holes in my body.I sniffled the air and her scent led me to a heavy metal door at the end of a dimly lit corridor.My heart pounded in my chest as I approached, the sounds of muffled voices filtering through the thick steel. I stood by the door and listened, catching the conversation going on in the room so clearly."Tell us Rosalie, is he dead?" The phoenix king's voice demanded, his tone dripping with malice.
CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR.JACQUELINE'S POV.This was why I was awake from my slumber, it was all for her, Rosalie. I reasoned that she wouldn't be doing so fine in my absence, and I heard each of the words she spoke to me when I was asleep.She told me, "Wake up, Jacqueline, I'm waiting for you."It got me so much ease that I couldn't but want to wake up, and when I woke up, I was alone in a lonely safe room.'What am I doing here?' I thought.I sat down on the bed and thought about it all to see if I could fish out a memory relating to my presence in a room far away from my chamber.It clicked in like rushing water..."Jacqueline, hold on now, I'll heal you....""Jacqueline, why are you not waking up? People will begin to notice your absence....""I think we have to keep him for a
CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE.AUTHOR'S POV.Susan was so uneasy as she moved to the room Carl described to her that she would see Jacqueline.She kept her steps light, her breaths shallow, as she moved purposefully toward Jacqueline’s hidden room.The memory of Carl’s urgent instructions through the mind-link guided her.She had written down the description so that she wouldn't forget about it whenever she was ready to go.Susan rounded a corner and froze when she saw Briana.Briana was standing in her path, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable. It was like Briana was waiting for her.The torchlight Susan was holding onto flickered and fell from her hand, casting ominous shadows across Briana's sharp features.Susan’s heart banged in her ribcage, but she
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO.ROSALIE'S POV.I woke up in the morning to see myself in Carl's fluffy body. He had shifted to his wolf and he was wrapping himself around me, keeping me away from the cold."Carl," I called him and he replied to me with a low growl. Then he flipped us over, turning to the other side of the room."Hey, Carl." I called him again, tapping him, "Let go, you're suffocating me."He growled again but let me go.I stood up to my feet to stare around the new place we were taken to and saw it was just like the first one. It was equally a cold room.When I was away from Carl's embrace, I felt coldness hitting me, and I rubbed my palms together to generate some heat for myself.I turned to Carl and said, "I hate it here."He grunted in response and kept his posture on the floor, still in h
CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE.ROSALIE’S POVMy heart raced when a voice from nowhere spoke out. I had to put on a fake bravery and force myself to speak. “We mean no harm. We were thrown in here against our will.”I spoke with my eyes everywhere, trying to locate the source of the voice.The voice seemed to consider those little words of mine, the light dimming slightly, but stable. “Your intentions are irrelevant. Only your hearts will decide your fate.” It said to us.The light flared, enveloping us in a blinding glow.I felt a surge of energy, a sensation both foreign and familiar as if the very essence of my soul was being laid bare.Carl groaned beside me, and I reached out, gripping his hand tightly.“Hold on,” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure who I was trying to
CHAPTER SIXTY.ROSALE'S POV.The cold in the icy cold room was unbearable, seeping into my bones as I clung to Carl, who barely managed to stay conscious. My mind raced with desperate thoughts, each one more dangerous than the last. I had to find a way out, but the frost-covered walls loomed like a tomb around us, mocking my efforts.Carl’s shallow breathing filled the silence. "Carl," I called while shaking him back over. His words echoed in my ears when he responded, “I’m fine.” But he wasn’t fine. His body was weakening, and if I didn’t act soon, I might lose him.I know.*What can I do, Rose? We can't die here, can we?* I confined in my wolf.Rose snarled in my mind, with her voice ever sharp. *We can’t stay here. We have to find a way out, Rosalie! We’re stronger than this.*I drew a shaky breath, forcing myself to focus. My eyes scanned the room, searching for anything that might serve as a means of escape with my arms still around Carl. I watched the frost on the walls as
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE.ROSALIE'S POV.My heart stopped.My breath caught in my throat again. Before I could react, Scott threw his head back and let out a laugh, a chilling, devilish sound that echoed through the corridor like the wail of a tortured soul. His entire demeanour shifted, the mask of sincerity falling away to reveal something far darker than I had been thinking.“What’s so funny?” Carl demanded, stepping forward, his body tense and ready to fight.But I could see he was not stable, his legs were wobbling under him. 'Is he okay?'"I said, what's funny?!" Carl yelled at Scott.Scott’s laughter subsided, but the wicked grin remained. “Oh, you poor fools. Did you think I’d risk everything just to save you? You’re nothing more than pawns in a much larger game.”I felt the blood drain from my face. Rose howled in rage, the truth of her warnings now undeniable. *I knew it!* She exclaimed.I ignored her to focus on Scott.“What do you mean?” I asked him in a shaking voice despite
CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT.ROSALIE'S POV.Carl and I followed Scott out of the pack, and when we got outside, we halted before three sleek black cars, which were parked right there with his guards sweeping all around them like ants do to sugar.A door was opened for us, "Enter in." We were commanded.I had lost the zeal to go with Scott. I never knew that he was planning to take us out of the pack. If he does, how then do we take care of Jacqueline?Carl peaked unto my face, "Why are we stopping? Aren't we following him anymore?""I thought going with him was a better idea. I'm sorry."Scott cut into our words and said, "Too late to apologise!"We were pushed into the car, and it zoomed off immediately, with the others coming behind us.'Why am I not thoughtful enough?' I beat myself up, 'I'm stupid! Stupid.'"Hey, hey, stop it. I'll just tell Susan about Jacqueline's location and she will take care of him for the time we will be away." Carl said to me."What if she snitch on us again?""Do
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN.ROSALIE'S POV.The cold floor of the hallway pressed against my footwear as I stumbled forward with Carl and was led forward by the guards who were surrounding us. Lennox was present too, and I had been seeing the demonic smirk he plastered on his face since we left the room.I stared at my hands, which had been bound in front of me to keep me from thinking of running or escaping successfully, which I was so thinking. Beside me, Carl walked with his head held high, his expression defiant despite the bruises forming on his cheek and jaw. He had been hit severally, as per Lennox's order to keep him shut and submissive.Though they didn't succeed in keeping him submissive, they were able to keep his mouth shut.I knew that he would be in a biting pain right now and he was healing ever slowly. He was beaten with silver, for he was just too stubborn, just like Jacqueline.The guards on either side of us shoved us forward disrespectfully when our pace faltered, and th