JASMINE’S POV“ You know you could have told me that your transformation would happen in a flash, at least I would have turned away on time,” I say, glaring at him as he drives us towards the mansion.“ Unlike what you believe, werewolves don't go through long agonizing pain while changing, it's just a simple morphing, just like reshaping an object made of clay- and besides, if I had warned you, I would have gotten to see that stunned and lustful gaze in your eyes,” He says to me with a teasing smirk that makes me want to kick him out of the car and make him run all the way back to the mansion in his wolf form, but instead I glare at him and remain silent.“ Thank you, Jasmine, “ He says to me suddenly with a solemn and grateful tone, bringing my eyes back to him. “For what?” I ask him clueless as to the reason for his sudden gratitude. “ For coming to get me,” He says with the calmest and most sincere tone he has ever used.He looks at me directly in my eyes and at this mome
THIRD PERSON POV Running through the dusty desert is an easy feat, nothing that can prove to be a form of resistance, even the wind seems to flow in a rhythm with a relatable aura, deadly and lethal. The void in the vast land projects the comfort of isolation, a very familiar feeling, one that clings like the sand to his shoes. Lien has his mind set on reaching his goal, even with his limited span of time to stay on the earth. The Egyptians had proven to have excellent foresight when they made the desert anti-magic, ensuring that any being who set foot in the desert and tried to claim their treasure would go through agonizing torment first. before they were killed and made to rot in the deserted land and their carcass, used as a sufficient replenishment of its ancient magic. But in every situation, there is always a loophole, and Lien knows this. He knows these risks and holds on to his determination to arrive at his destination and retrieve his target, as he races through the h
LIAM’S POV“If that’s the case, then you need to watch her and do it discretely for a while, I cannot afford her getting into trouble right now,” Alpha said and now I’m putting on a shirt, neatly tucked into trousers, a disguise to fit into the mundane appearance of a human workaholic.Which I look ridiculous in.I have to gel my hair to the back to add to the official look I have in mind.If only this human girl hadn’t chosen to be so nosy, I wouldn't be looking like a misfit in my own skin, a stranger to myself, and a clown compared to my usual style.I still wonder why the Alpha had to send me, out of all the willing participants, to babysit a meddlesome human.“ See it and be it Liam – see it and be it,” I say to my mirror reflection trying with great effort not to rip the clothes I have on off my body and throw back on a simple T-shirt and Jean trousers. “ Well, don’t you look dashing?” Alpha says with a mocking tone.“ This is so not the right time to tease me about thi
REINA'S POVWho would have thought that I would be partnered up with a literal Greek god?“ Okay then Hot dawg, let’s get to work,” I say to him and see his eyes narrow at the nickname I just used on him.Like I care if he doesn’t like it, it’s his fault for being smoking hot, making it extremely difficult to dislike him for showing up out of nowhere and interfering with my workflow.“ We’ll be leaving now?”“ Of course, time is of the essence,” I say with a goofy smile with a finger raised up and once again I’m captivated by his looks as he licks his lips ever so lightly.His unique golden eyes look at me crossly seeing that my eyes followed the movement of his tongue running over his lips attentively.His chiseled structured face brings on a frown as he looks at me weirded out and I almost laugh in his face, amused that my sense of attraction towards him seems to annoy him. He sure would attract a lot of attention with his godly looks and it would be a priceless sight to se
JASMINE'S POV The last stroke through my hair with a brush makes it look wavy and smooth, giving me the perfect look I've been searching for, for the past thirty minutes. As usual, I feel the bubbling sensation of excitement in the pit of my stomach at the thought of seeing Noah and basking in the look of pride on his features when I cast a perfect spell. I miss him dearly with each second that passes. It’s been fifteen hours and twenty-six minutes since I last saw him, but who’s counting? Standing up from the vanity chair I make my way out of the room and into the corridor leading to the training room. Since my furtive attempt to run, due to constant and relentless training from Noah each day, I have become really good at practicing my witch powers which has in a sense made living in the mansion easier. Even with the warm and receptive welcome of everyone here, there's no denying that since I got tremendously better at witching and participated in several compound activities us
LIAM’S POVWho would have thought that journalism would be this strenuous, we’ve been walking around one street for about an hour and yet we haven’t gotten any tangible interview.Not to mention that it was the exact same thing when we came here two days ago.I regret why I suggested this in the first place when we would have easily gone to the authorities for the answers to these very direct questions that people seem to have a problem with.Everyone we approach says the same thing, either they don’t want to speak or they don’t have any opinion.Most just shy away from the camera, while some ignorant ones throw insults at us, saying we’ve come to disrupt their peace.It doesn’t help that the heat of the sun is merciless and we haven’t taken a break since we started, all thanks to my hardheaded partner.I groan when she turns to the next alley, walking in front of me speedily with hawk eyes, looking for who to interview next.I’ve watched her for the past hour and even while I
REINA’S POV “No! I said no!!” I scream into the phone completely furious and irritated. Why can’t people simply understand? I feel as though I would have to walk up to him and give him a piece of mind because his actions are becoming intolerable. How can he keep leaving milk out of my coffee? “I need a fucking milkshake as coffee Mathew – I swear to God if I stare into another black cup of disappointment, I’ll sue your café.” I’m currently in my office at the news agency and I tried getting engrossed in work but lacked my basic necessity to start my day. So for the hundredth time in the week, I find myself screaming at Mathew who always has to be the one to pick my call and repeatedly keeps pegging me to be a 'black-coffee-person'. Like who in hell likes coffee misery? I place my phone down after I make him repeat exactly what I just said and a sigh escapes my lips as I whisper a prayer to God that I don’t have to feel horrible when the coffee comes. Taking my mind off the c
THIRD PERSON’S POV“He found the Crisient,” the witch Hecate says, with a look of pure evil in her eyes and a enthralled smile on her face.“Yes witch, he instructed that we come to finalize the plans,” the three souls, messengers of the king of the underworld inform her. They stay seated with dark cloaks covering them whole, watching her with rapt attention.“I will begin the final plan immediately, but remind him that this path he’s treading on will not be an easy one. Getting the Crisient was the easiest part of this act of war,” she says, maintaining the smile on her face.“How can he activate the Crisient?” one of the three souls asks, with an intense look on his face, though his appearance becomes more transparent by the second.They had been here for a long time, they had to wait because Hecate put a magical field around the room, sealing herself inside as she performed a ritual that took about thirty minutes.They had no choice but to patiently stand outside as their t
THIRD PERSON POVThe air is tense as magical energy fills the room while spells are being muttered by Hecate, who has a bowl of water in her hand.She has her eyes closed and focuses solely on the bowl in her palms, channeling energy into the spell but still regarding the domineering presence in the room.The King of the underworld stands dominantly in the center of the room oozing a dark suppressing aura, right in front of her as she still carries out her spell.He chose to see her personally this time knowing the delicacy of the plan phase.The Darhk’s need to inform him of the progress in convincing the pixies to get sacrificed for the ritual.Knowing he has limited time on earth, he stands impatiently waiting for her to finish her spell.“What is the progress of the ritual right now?” he asks with a clipped tone.Lien has stood in his spot for two minutes and his aggravation keeps growing with each second Hecate doesn’t provide the answer he needs.“The witches are alread
NOAH’S POV“Why does Sharain want to see me?” I hear Jasmine's voice as she walks into my room putting her hair in a bun.“I’m not certain, she’s never direct with anything she says,” I say nonchalantly with my eyes fixed on her petite and delicate figure that always has me entranced.“Cut her some slack, she sees into the future. She’s one of a kind,” she says walking closer to me, trapping my gaze as she makes lazy strides to the chair I'm seated on.“I know this, doesn’t mean I can’t complain to you,” I say taking her hand as she sits on my lap with her eyes shimmering with happiness. “I take it you had a great day.”“I did, she’s faring well and healthy, her usual over-energetic self though sad that I left her,” she says her tone changing from cheerful to unhappy.“This makes you sad,” I state rather than ask caressing her cheek soothingly.With my hand on her back and hers on my chest, I dwell in the ecstasy of having her this close to me though bearing in mind that my wol
LIAM'S POVI’m flattered Natalie,” I say to her recovering from her verbal caress. “We are almost done with the hunger case, thanks to the mayor’s help. What’s next for you?” I ask her, paving a path for her to talk about the main reason she called.After spending a month with her, it’s safe to say that she is flirting to cover up her true emotions.She always chooses the avoidance route for every problem she faces.Always in a battle with herself on whether or not to trust anyone with these problems.I've noticed that each second her mind is whirring with different possibilities and situations where the information she’ll share about herself would be used against her.This psychological basis is most likely related to her childhood and she found different efficient means to barricade her true feelings no matter how badly she wanted to say them.I guess each person has their personal means and mine is the flirtatious face.“I’m not sure, maybe I’ll just pick on something random
This has to be a dream. “Hey Rei, I brought wine,” I get two loads of internal shock as I hear her words. Eyes greener than its previous dull look, hair golden blonde unlike its ruby red color, and skin having a soft unreal glow unlike its previous neutral appeal. The exact appearance of the floating figure I took a picture of. It can’t be right. It can’t be her. I thought those pics were thrash that I most likely took when I was drunk. The logic didn’t make sense but I put the main source of the pictures behind me. But here she stands, the perfect depiction of the outworldly image I captured on my phone. I had a bunch of reasons to dismiss those photos, one, Jasmine didn’t change her hair color back, two, Jasmine didn’t float, and three, Jasmine isn’t a magician. Besides, the background was appalling, everywhere was chaotic and there was no way such chaos could occur and not still be affecting the town. “Come in bitch, I missed you, you have a lot of explaining to do.” You
JASMINE’S POV“Is it alright if I do?” I ask Noah, whilst we eat at the dining table.“You just had another power surge, we don’t know what’s coming next, so I don’t think that’s a brilliant idea,” he says taking a bite out of his steak.“I understand your concern, but I don’t feel different. Nothing is happening to me and it’s been two days since the power surge,” I insist, urging him to understand how important it is that I do this.“Jasmine, can’t you wait a little while longer before going to see her?” he asks looking directly into my eyes and willing me to give in.“I’ve been away from Reina for months now and I haven’t reached out to her, besides text messages. I’m sure she is worried right now and is probably searching for me. We’ve never been apart for this long and it’s taking a toll on me, I miss her but I can’t even call her because I’m afraid that if I talk to her I might spill something about the supernatural existence and I don’t want her getting sucked into this. I
LIAM’S POVThe sound of the car tires rolling against the graveled path can be heard as complete silence fills the car.Reina sits facing the window looking as though she's deep in thought and my mind wanders to the events of the past few hours.I’m still in disbelief at everything that occurred and the extent to which it affected the human realm.No one expected to see an army of undead soldiers as Sharian had called them, matching through the living realm seeking to claim souls for the underworld.To think that we believed our greatest threat which isn’t much of a threat anymore were the Darhk's who were strictly in charge of causing chaos in the supernatural realm.Our angle of training now supersedes battles against the living but also includes dead souls as our foes.Taking from the entire battle, one would think that supernaturals would be crestfallen and afraid of the new development, but it’s rather the opposite. Due to the Luna’s second power surge, each supernatural h
REINA’S POVHappiness begets pain, pain begets anger and anger begets mistakes, so I’m doing you a favor. Your unhappiness is your saving grace.My uncle’s words ring in my head as I lay my head on the desk trying to put together reasons why I should endure the heartache of being without Jasmine, who is my only family left.I try to convince myself that I’m not being delusional about the fact that she’s in danger and that there’s no way she’d up and leave me without any reason.I vehemently tell myself that she is trapped somewhere that’s why she hasn’t come back to check on me, even once, and not because she simply doesn’t care enough to.Most of all, I desperately will myself to believe that the woman I’ve known and loved all my life didn’t believe that I would be fine with her disappearing on me without any pre-warning.But of course, it’s unlike her, that’s why I have to get to the root of this issue.Something must have happened to my best friend and I’ll not rest until I
NOAH’S POV“What is she doing here?” I ask sternly, once I see Jasmine walking majestically into the heart of the battle, looking as though she is blind-sighted to all the heads that keep rolling with each second.“I’m not sure Alpha, but I can sense that the vampires are on their way here,” Brian, a werewolf answers, clawing the heads off two dead souls simultaneously.“I instructed them to stay put until I gave an order, do you think she went against this?” I ask, but he doesn’t get the chance to answer when Jasmine walks up to us, clearing the lot of dead souls in her path, severing their heads from their bodies.“Ask me directly Noah,” she says fiercely with a glare which has me wondering where the tender look she had in her eyes moments ago when she saw me, went to.“Jasmine,” I say simply, not knowing how to begin an explanation while snapping the necks of three dead souls in a second.“Save it for now, but know that later, you will explain why you didn’t want me by your s
JASMINE’S POV“I don’t think I can take any more of this,” I say to Emerald, as she braids my hair.It’s been a week since I and Noah’s last practice and since then, everything between us has taken a slower grind.I tried to convince myself for the first two days that he was still being reserved because he wanted confirmation of progress with my witch essence.So to convince him, I repeatedly did extraordinary things, some of which surprised me because I had no clue I was that capable.On one occasion, out of pure desperation to get him to see that I am not as puny as I once was, I ignited a flame and made sure it consumed everything around us leaving just both of us as the only exception from its wreckage.I controlled the fire in a manner that its flames didn’t feel uncomfortable around us, but rather warm and soothing.All he gave me was one of his breathtaking smiles that annoyingly still had an effect on me.“I believe he just wants you to work harder before pursuing anyt