ALDERS POVAs I observed her from the window, I could see the determination in her eyes. This was a totally new side iof her that was seeing. The Cassandra I knew before didn't know how to manipulate this amount of magic and this, caused me to see her in a new light. It caused me to see her differently than I used to. I cherished the fact that she was growing gradually and daily. With my hand folded at my back, every movement of her hands, every incantation she spoke, was with precision and focus. It was clear that she had dedicated countless hours to mastering the art of magic manipulation. The progress was obvious and I couldn't be any more proud.These days, her nights were spent in deep contemplation, exploring the vast possibilities that magic held. She would immerse herself in books, studying ancient spells and rituals, seeking to understand the fundamental principles behind the magic she sought to control. Apparently, she didn't have time as much as she used to, for me, and eve
JULIUS' POVAnd while I was training Cassandra one night, I couldn't help but notice the shadow from the woods from the corner of my eyes. Then I turned to Cassandra, who obviously needed a good night rest...I noticed her dozing off and took that as an opportunity for me to leave and go after the shadow. As I quietly slipped away from Cassandra, my heart pounded with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Who or what could be lurking in the shadows of the woods? Curiosity propelled me forward as I followed the foot steps of the shadow. The moonlight filtered through the branches, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor as I ventured deeper into the dense foliage. Every rustle of leaves or snap of a twig sent shivers down my spine, but I pressed on, driven by a need to uncover the mystery behind this. The atmosphere was familiar, the sensation was also familiar. I knew the feeling of that magic from anywhere and I wanted to know who this person actually was. Could it be who I thought
CASSANDRA'S POV I squeezed the water out of the soaked cloth and placed it on El's head, I couldn't help but wonder what had suddenly befallen her. Just hours ago, she seemed perfectly fine, and now she lay before me, pale and motionless, in need of urgent treatment. The medical practitioner was yet to arrive, and the fear for her health weighed heavily on my heart. I mean, we were literally discussing about our life journey moments ago and had even been laughing at so many silly things that we both did while we where younger. I just decided to go out for a while to check up on some things and when I came back, she was laying down, completely unconscious. I knew how high my heart jumped when I noticed I sudden fatigue. I was shocked and worried out of my mind, and that made me rush towards her to check if she's okay. Fortunately, she was breathing, but then again, I had to check her temperature and saw how heated up she was. It caused me to be even more worried than I used to be.El
CASSANDRA'S POV "I felt it too." I heard Julius say as she walked in. "I knew Kathrine was somewhere here, lurking behind the bushes. And I also felt energy leave me." She said as she looked at me, then she looked at El. "I believe she's fine now." She said and I nodded. But then, I couldn't understand the fact that she had this unique scent. It was quite unusual, like the scent of a man or something. "Julius." I called and she glanced at me. "Your scent is different." I said and she cocked a brow. "I see." "Care to explain?" "Sabastian has returned." She stated and my eyes widened. So they did have something intimate to do with each other. As I watched Sabastian step into the room, a wave of surprise washed over me. I couldn't help but notice the undeniable intimacy between him and Julius. Their eyes met, and a knowing smile played at the corners of their lips. It was evident that they shared a deep connection—a connection that went beyond mere friendship. I couldn't help bu
CASSANDRA'S POV Julius looked at me with a mixture of surprise and concern. She understood the power and responsibility that came with writing, and she knew the toll it could take on one's mind and soul. But my determination was unwavering. I wanted to unlock the creativity within me, I wanted to know how to handle things...I wanted to know how to predict things through writing. I had to learn it, to delve into the realm of storytelling and discover the magic that lay hidden in the depths of words. To also discover myself and bring the me that is laying dormant out. "Very well," With a sigh, Julius nodded, recognizing the fire that burned within me, her voice filled with both caution and encouragement. "But remember, writing is not merely stringing words together. It is a journey of self-discovery, of exploring the depths of your imagination, and expressing your unique voice. It comes with a huge cost, sacrifice that you would have no choice but to give. Are you sure you want to do
CASSANDRA'S POV Watching the soul fall down to the ground before my eyes, I felt so weak, so drained...I moved to touch it, but I knew that there was no bringing it back to life. I messed up, and I knew it. I was trying to be perfect. My writing skills were back from centuries ago, but I need to balance my emotions so I wouldn't lose another soul. I felt an ethereal tug from a realm that was not here and realized it was Julius calling for me. I was long gone into this realm but I knew I had to go back. Even though, the weight of my mistakes and failures bore down on me, leaving me feeling weak and drained. The truth was, I had been trying too hard to be perfect. I had been so consumed by my own self-imposed expectations that I lost sight of what truly mattered - the rawness and authenticity of my words. I was momentarily lost in the allure of this mysterious realm, tempted to escape the mess I had made. But deep down, I knew that I couldn't abandon my responsibilities or run away
CASSANDRA'S POV A ray of sun made it way through the slight split of the red curtain. I squirmed, inhaling the cool temperature of the air, my nose catching the aroma that hung in the atmosphere. I was caught, sitting up almost immediately, looking around my bed, trying to understand what was going on. I turned my head towards the direction of my desk and noticed the work I'd written was still there but then...I stepped down from the bed and went to check it, to see that the letters there were missing. I furrowed my brows, trying to affirm what I just witnessed. There were other papers beneath it and I had to just move the paper on too away to see the one underneath, so I could know whether I'd placed the one with words under. But no...I bent so I could look beneath the table. Confusion creased my brows when I saw no paper had dropped to the floor, causing bewilderment to overwhelm me. I heard my stomach let out an eager rumble, craving the source of this delightful aroma in the air.
JULIUS' POV I watched as Cassandra played and joked with the others and smiled to myself. I knew I was fading, but the time I would leave was when the necklace returned to its rightful owner. To identical persons, the one from the past and the future couldn't live in the present together. One of them had to die for the other to live. And in this case, I had to live, because the things of the past are past. I had to become an atmosphere that Casssandra could thrive in, for Cassandra to fully live her life, one of us had to fade away. I was her and she was me...she had to become who she was fully, so yeah, I had to give myself away. It was a sacrifice that I was willing to make, because I understood that clinging to the past would only hinder her growth. As I watched Cassandra play and interact with others, I couldn't help but feel a bittersweet mix of emotions. I knew deep down that my time in this existence was coming to an end, but I also understood that it was necessary for Cassan
EL'S POVCassandra had been quite helpful to me which I couldn't be more grateful for. But the nightmares kept on coming causing a lot of issues for me. Now I'd thought my parents had been killed unjustly but could it be that there was more behind the story than I thought? Why was I seeing my parents giving souls to unknown figures? Why did it seem like they were ready to sell themselves away without even considering the consequences? My eyes widened, these souls were two, and I could tell mine was excluded. Why would they give out the soul of their children selling them off to ancient figures. They knew they price they were going to pay for it and that was what they paid for, and they paid with their lives. Now my siblings were missing. I just knew, I knew that I could find them.. In the darkness of the night and the isolated land of my dream, I unraveled the twisted threads of my family's enigmatic past. The nightmares haunted my every waking moment, pushing me to dig deeper into t
CASSANDRA'S POVI know that El had been going through a lot lately and it started from that night when she saw the book. And now it seemed as though there was more to what was happening than just the illness that befell her. And then the curse, the dream that she had. I sighed as she explained she'd been seeing so many things these days and I was trying to understand what it was that she was going through. "Seeing things, like what?" I asked."Like that same dream I had. I don't know why I keep having images of you or Julius getting killed. I mean is there something I don't know? Is something after you guys? Are you running away from something? So many things had changed since the day you found this necklace. A lot more changed since the day you found this book."Her voice trembled as she tried to talk about what she saw and I knew that it must have been shocking, I I moved towards her and held her hand, cause I knew I was certainly going to see what happened... then the terrible ima
JULIUS' POV Sabastian revealed himself from behind Alaric and I took a step back while Alaric, sensing him shielded him from me even though he was unfazed. "I see you two are finally enjoined.""What do you want Sabastian?" I asked."Oh, nothing much, just came to remind you of the oath you made. And you know it has consequences." Sabastian said, and I just knew I couldn't get off his grip easily. As Sabastian's words hung in the air, a shiver ran down my spine. I knew exactly what he was referring to - the oath I had made in a moment of desperation, when I thought it was the only way to save someone dear to me. But little did I know then, the grave consequences it would bring.My mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this predicament. I couldn't let Sabastian have his way. There had to be a solution, a way to break free from his grip and nullify the oath. But it seemed like an impossible task.Alaric, still shielding Sabastian from me, glanced at me with concern in hi
JULIUS'S POV I found myself back in the past, back to when I was discussing with Alaric. His eyes were teary and it seemed as though I was yelling at him to leave me alone and that I didn't love him but Sabastian. The glimpse of these memories kept coming to me and the times when I chased Sabastian and he just made my life a living hell. All these was erased from my memory? Then I saw the part where I kissed Alaric. I was obviously heart broken because Sabastian didn't treat me well. Alaric always stood by me and always called to me. He never once let me go. The tears rushed down from my eyes because of the pain I went through being with Sabastian. In the depths of my mind, memories long buried stirred like whispers carried by the wind. They danced on the fringes of my consciousness, elusive yet relentless. And as the echoes of the past grew louder, I found myself caught in a swirling vortex of emotions.This was a time of love and heartache, a delicate balance between two souls. Sa
JULIUS' POV "There are so many mysteries poppinv out of no where's these days. I'm starting to think which one would we figure out?" Cassandra had heard about the news by me. And she wasn't wrong. There were indeed many mysteries. "Can you remember any instance where you both encountered?" I shook my head at her question. This vampire was new to me in every way. I wasn't even sure whether what he was saying was the truth.I stood at the mirror side, contemplating while Cassandra was pacing the room trying to think of probably what to do."Do you think he holds the mysteries to somethings? Perhaps he knows some truth about a matter. Would you try to find out?" She questioned and I contemplated. I wasn't so sure about that. Cassandra paced the room, her mind filled with questions and possibilities. The mention of encountering mysteries with this vampire sparked her curiosity even further. I could feel what she was feeling, could hear what she was thinking. She couldn't help but wonder
JULIUS' POV I made my way under the tree branches and away from the sun, contemplating about could happen next and how possible I would be able to tackle it. The moon was out now and the weather caused me to breathe, but then I feared for Cassandra and her family. The doubts that suddenly threatened to consume me these days wasn't helping the situation at hand at all. Some times I just wished I would be ordinary, while living an ordinary life, with nobody's intervention into my affairs. Without having to worry every second of the day. I stared at the moon a little to long because without even knowing I'd stepped into another realm. This realm was one of power, magic, fortune, but absolute no peace or remorse from them. The funny thing was, I'd been introduced to something like this before by the moon goddess, and had no idea what it was that she was trying to show me. This camp...magic existed, power existed, fortune existed, but no remorse nor peace. Then something in my mind clicke
CASSANDRA'S POVThe pain shot through my bone, causing me to jerk. And even though Alder was here with me I just couldn't get any relief, the pain and heat was all over even worse than my heat. Alder brought me close to himself and even though I wanted to snap, his scent didn't permit me to, instead it made me calm.As Alder held me close, his strong arms enveloping me, I could feel the tension slowly starting to melt away. His comforting embrace seemed to create a protective barrier around me, shielding me from the unbearable pain that had engulfed my body. His head was buried in my neck and I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his lips touching it. I pulled him closer, not wanting him to let go, not even for a moment, and that made me wonder if I was really in pain or in heat. I was perplexed but didn't really have the time to think about it because of the profound pain. Alder's presence alone was a soothing balm to my troubled mind. With every breath, his familiar scent, a b
CASSANDRA'S POV I paced the room whilst Cassandra kept staring at me with concern. My thoughts were running wild, mind was still unable to comprehend what was going to happen next. All I knew was that things were beginning to escalate. I was beginning to suspect Sabastian, he was definitely one of those who were after the necklace. I continued to contemplate, because I couldn't predict what could possibly happen next... "Perhaps there's a way around all of these. We can't keep sitting while there's something out there threatening to attack us." Cassandra said. "I was considering something...the vampires are yet to reveal themselves. Do you think there's something fishy about that?" "We all know that there's something tricky with them. They're cunning and wouldn't act upon their intentions unless the time is right." I stated. "Perhaps I can write the story." "No, you can't. I've written it already, so there's no need for that." Her words struck a chord with me. She was right; we
JULIUS' POV I squinted my eyes as I noticed a figure from the distance through the window. Perplexed, I didn't know we were expecting any visitors, or perhaps it was one of the members of the pack? As the figure got closer this house I noticed the familiarity of it and was caught by surprise at the revelation that dawned upon me. Morgana had really outdone herself, bringing the dead back to life, ascertaining that her intentions are being executed. The figure I was seeing was nobody else other than Kathrine, and my eyes automatically shifted to Sabastian's. It was intended, he had called her here, he had given her that permission. And from what I was witnessing, she had a flesh, no longer a shadow standing in the dark. Now she was the person she used to be before she died. And I knew what she wanted, I knew what she was after too. My necklace. I stumbled backwards slightly at the profound feeling of the shock that was about to overwhelm me. I didn't even have the time to focus on Sab