~ISSA What did Rogers want from my Yulia? What was his end game? Sooner rather than later, we were going to have to meet face to face. “So, it seems like your lawyer has abandoned you,” I said to a quivering Agatha. “Still, I have not been given a reason as to why my sister had to die.”“We can not tell you, Lycan,” Bailey said in a hard tone. “A painful death awaits us if we talk to anyone about it.”“I am guessing going up in flames is part of it?” Yulia asked with deadly sarcasm. Agatha widened her eyes in surprise. “Yeah a few of your people have gone up in flames recently,” I said, confirming her suspicion.“And it seems that you are next in line to go to hell,” Yulia added. “You will tell me why my mother had to die by your hands.”“We can not tell you who leads us although you will be surprised if you do,” Agatha replied. “But Rogers is a big part of it, he has all the answers we cannot give you.”“How predictable, Rogers abandons
~YULIA I saw their magic. I could literally see the weaves of strings and patterns as they cast their spells. I could see the energy and power of their words as it crashed into Issa. I could see exactly how their magic worked. Was this the ability that came with being a child of light? Was this why everyone wanted my blood?Death and burnt flesh filled the air as I took in everything in my surroundings. Issa’s painful grunt as waves upon waves of magic hit him from all directions was the most vivid of everything. He was pushed onto his knees by the sheer force of magical powers coming from the remaining five witches.The fire had gotten the girl I had knocked out cold. I knew she was dead before she had hit the ground. She was a witch but I was a full-blooded werewolf. My strength was enough to kill her. I had felt the bone in her neck snap violently from my punch. There were five witches left and they had all focused their powers on Issa. I
~YULIABlood, burnt flesh and death was all I could see after the whole carnage settled. I saw a part of Issa that he did not show anyone, not even his pack. I saw the Issa that was full of regret and denial. I saw him look around in disbelief, I saw him almost throw up as he spat blood and flesh out of his mouth in disgust. There was blood in his hair, flesh hanging from his body and his clothes were badly burnt. The only piece of clothes that was still intact on his body was his trousers. He sighed and reached for his phone in his pocket with a blood-stained hand.“Who are you going to call?” I asked curiously. “The clean-up crew,” He answered in a monotone. He refused to look at me while he made the call.“Clean up at the downtown bar,” He said curtly. “Bring new clothes.”I had seen the clean up crew once at Lana’s place when someone had broken into her place and almost killed her. He looked at his phone which was now coated in blood before he returned it to his pocket.He loo
~YULIA"Hey. . ." A stranger called and it made my wolf dance with excitement. I dropped my glass of tequila and looked up, only to be met with eyes so green they made my wolf stir with desire."Hey." A small smile played on my lips. His smile grew wider when he saw that I had not chased him away. He helped himself unto the next seat and waved at the bartender. "I'd like a glass of what she's having and more for her," he instructed. There was something about the way he spoke that messed with my thought process. I downed my glass of tequila to hide the hunger slowly growing on my face. "Having a bad day?" He asked as he turned to stare at me again. I swallowed hard at the question as I thought of my mother's funeral which I had literally escaped from and somehow ended up here. "You have no idea," I whispered and watched as the bartender poured me some more. "That makes two of us," he announced and downed his glass of tequila in the same way that I had done. "Best for us to enjo
~YULIA"Who are you?" He smirked as he tucked my stray hair behind my ear. "I am yours. . ." I swallowed hard as I felt my wolf stir at his choice of words. Heat scattered from my stomach to the rest of my body and I knew that the rate at which I was burning was becoming dangerous. "So why are you hesitating? Why are you holding back when you can just give in to me?" He whispered as he slowly started leaning closer to me. The pounding of my heart grew even louder and I was almost deafened from the sounds but I stopped him so that I could speak first. "The only way that you can be mine is if you're my mate," I muttered. "I don't feel the mate bond." He smiled. "You'll feel it soon." With that, he crashed his lips against mine and I froze at the sudden contact. I would have pushed him away had it felt disgusting and irritating. Yet I did not because I was shocked by the fact that it was nothing of what I thought it would be. The music seemed to get even slower as if he had comm
~YULIAMy heart was hammering hard as I ran out the exit door. It took a lot of time to get my breathing to be even. It did not help that I was still running even after leaving the club. Street lamps were my only form of light since the crescent moon was not bright enough. I could have stopped in front of the club to wait for a cab but I was too worried that the mysterious gentleman would follow me outside and easily find me. It was a miracle that I had escaped him despite feeling all these emotions. And I was sure that if he somehow showed up before me again, then there would be no way that I could resist him. "Damn, no one told me that older men were this delicious," I muttered to myself.My phone buzzed again and this time, I stopped to pick up. After all, I felt assured that the mysterious man could no longer find me again. I had given the club enough distance that I could no longer see it. "Mr Rogers," I began the moment I picked up the call."Where are you, child? You have
~YULIAI dragged myself out of bed. "Ah, my head. . ." I cried as I massaged my temples. It was banging from all the alcohol that I had taken.Last night had been crazy. Everything about it was wrong and I was still trying to wrap my head around it. From the mysterious man to the crimson eyes in the dark, to the men who chased me and Mr Rogers who appeared with a gun shooting them. Nothing made sense to me anymore. I entered the shower and allowed the water to wash away all of my doubts. As if that was possible. I eventually stepped out of the bathroom, cleaned myself dry before throwing on some clean clothes. I chose a big t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I did not even bother to dry my dark hair before hurrying out of my room for breakfast. I heard voices even before I got to the kitchen. One of them belonged to Mr Rogers while the other belonged to Madelaine, our house keeper. I entered the kitchen and dragged a seat whip glaring daggers at Mr Rogers. I had dozens of questions f
~YULIAMy wolf came alive as I took in every aspect of his features. It was the same dark clothes. The same dark hair. The same dangerous and mysterious aura from last night. Worst, his green eyes seemed to bore into my soul as he approached us. My wolf began to dance with excitement as I remembered my escapades with him. The way his fingers assaulted my softness. The way his lips almost transported me to another realm. What was this man doing here? How did he know that this was were I lived?Was he a stalk— I gasped. "I knew you would be shocked by his existence but isn't this reaction too much?" Lana asked."Girl! He's the same guy I met at the club yesterday. He followed me!" I exclaimed in disbelief. That was when the beautiful stranger reached us and smiled. "I didn't expect to meet you here," he whispered and his voice affected my wolf.But today, I refused to fall under his spell. He could not make me do anything stupid with that charming face of his. "Yeah right, you exp
~YULIABlood, burnt flesh and death was all I could see after the whole carnage settled. I saw a part of Issa that he did not show anyone, not even his pack. I saw the Issa that was full of regret and denial. I saw him look around in disbelief, I saw him almost throw up as he spat blood and flesh out of his mouth in disgust. There was blood in his hair, flesh hanging from his body and his clothes were badly burnt. The only piece of clothes that was still intact on his body was his trousers. He sighed and reached for his phone in his pocket with a blood-stained hand.“Who are you going to call?” I asked curiously. “The clean-up crew,” He answered in a monotone. He refused to look at me while he made the call.“Clean up at the downtown bar,” He said curtly. “Bring new clothes.”I had seen the clean up crew once at Lana’s place when someone had broken into her place and almost killed her. He looked at his phone which was now coated in blood before he returned it to his pocket.He loo
~YULIA I saw their magic. I could literally see the weaves of strings and patterns as they cast their spells. I could see the energy and power of their words as it crashed into Issa. I could see exactly how their magic worked. Was this the ability that came with being a child of light? Was this why everyone wanted my blood?Death and burnt flesh filled the air as I took in everything in my surroundings. Issa’s painful grunt as waves upon waves of magic hit him from all directions was the most vivid of everything. He was pushed onto his knees by the sheer force of magical powers coming from the remaining five witches.The fire had gotten the girl I had knocked out cold. I knew she was dead before she had hit the ground. She was a witch but I was a full-blooded werewolf. My strength was enough to kill her. I had felt the bone in her neck snap violently from my punch. There were five witches left and they had all focused their powers on Issa. I
~ISSA What did Rogers want from my Yulia? What was his end game? Sooner rather than later, we were going to have to meet face to face. “So, it seems like your lawyer has abandoned you,” I said to a quivering Agatha. “Still, I have not been given a reason as to why my sister had to die.”“We can not tell you, Lycan,” Bailey said in a hard tone. “A painful death awaits us if we talk to anyone about it.”“I am guessing going up in flames is part of it?” Yulia asked with deadly sarcasm. Agatha widened her eyes in surprise. “Yeah a few of your people have gone up in flames recently,” I said, confirming her suspicion.“And it seems that you are next in line to go to hell,” Yulia added. “You will tell me why my mother had to die by your hands.”“We can not tell you who leads us although you will be surprised if you do,” Agatha replied. “But Rogers is a big part of it, he has all the answers we cannot give you.”“How predictable, Rogers abandons
~ISSAI felt Iran clawing his way slowly to the surface of my mind. ‘Witch blood,’ he whispered hungrily at the deep ends of my psyche. He and I could feel the tension coming off the bartender. Iran and I could smell her fear as we both watched with dark humour as she thought of her options. She had none.“You need to make up your mind,” Yulia said in a hardened tone. I could feel her rage as she glared at the Bartender. The lady beside me sat rigidly as fear coursed through her. These two women were involved in the death of my beloved sister and I would do anything and everything within my power to make sure that they paid.The bartender looked around at the bar helplessly as it dawned on her slowly and surely. There was no one here to help her. She was cornered. I knew that her right hand was still on the shot gun hidden behind the bar counter but she as well as I knew that it would do nothing to help her. There was a lot at stake and it would be bad for business if word got out
~YULIA“Ward endangerment?” I asked in disbelief. “Is he being serious?” I was beyond confused by the legal action Mr. Rogers took against Issa. “Does he even have the power to do that? He knows you’re a Lycan after all.”Apparently, the letter that had been delivered to Issa came from Mr Rogers. The content made no sense to me. Why did Mr Rogers suddenly want to take him to court?He was the one who convinced me to move in with Issa in the first place. I felt a migraine forming in my head just from thinking about it.“Only if he has a legal interest in your case,” Issa answered as he drove us away from the school. “I knew that slimy son of a bitch was up to something,” Issa added.I looked at him. “Is there anyone you actually like?” “Yeah, you,” he answered as he pressed down on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the car.I noticed the anger in Issa’s eyes even if he was trying to mask it. Anyone would have been angry had they been in our shoes. I was just surprised by how ca
~ISSAEach body was missing something. A heart was missing from one body, another a liver, another a spleen and another the eyes. It was one of the bloodiest things I had ever seen. There was a yellow police tape to create a boundary to prevent the public from getting closer but I could still see flashes of pictures being taken and phones held high to record the gory scene.The school security team was doing its best to keep back the people but it was of no use. I could not blame the onlookers. I caught sight of Davina and Albus having a tense discussion with Jamal. I understood that it was a bad look on the Chancellor because this abomination happened right under his nose and in his school. I looked at Yulia who seemed lost and distraught at the gory sight before her. I could literally feel the emotional turmoil she was currently going through.“It would seem that someone is boldly trying to reenact the war we tried so very hard to stop and prevent,” Albus said as he joined me in w
~YULIAI could not breathe as I watched. Was this how my mother died? Bloody and alone with no one to help her? “No,” I croaked as tears welled up my eyes. Issa said nothing as he followed Mom into the house. I watched with a broken heart as she limped with agony written all over her bloody cut up face. She held onto her left wrist where the hand had been cut off as she struggled. Who could have done this?A rustle of leaves took our attention away and we saw figures clad in hooded black robes following Mom into the house. Witches. They were in no hurry. They walked like they had all the time in the world. “Why did anyone not notice this was happening?” I whispered as pain coursed through me.Issa watched with his fist balled up. He said nothing as he silently watched the whole thing. Mom pushed the door with her shoulder releasing a painful grunt as she entered the house. The hooded figures, eight in number, followed her into the house. I ran into the house and towards them.
~YULIA“What was that all about?” I asked as Issa drove us home. He did not reply as he glared ahead of the long road in front of us. I figured that he was not in the mood to talk about it so I settled back into my seat and watched the road.“That was my past,” he said abruptly as he stopped by a red light. I turned to him to hear more. “My father, before he passed away, made some promises. I was just a young cub back then.”“And you do not intend to fulfil this promise,” I replied. I knew the kind of person he was. Issa hated being forced or coerced to do anything against his will. It was part of his Lycan gift and curse.“I see no point in it,” He replied.“What was the promise about?” I asked him.“You remember the war of the black rose?” He asked. I nodded, my interest piqued. “It was not a short war, Yulia, it was a very long war, the longest supernatural conflict to ever occur in the history of werewolves and witches. So many people died, friends, allies, families, it took my
~YULIAMy world was filled with constant danger. It was something that I had no choice but to get used to. Somewhere along the line, I knew that I had no happily ever after in my fate. Ever since I had been Mated in secret to Issa and his dark wolf, Iran, I had been targeted now more than ever.I had no idea who was chasing us but I knew why. They wanted me dead. They wanted my blood and they would do anything to get it…to spill it. Issa violently swerved the car till he was facing his pursuers. He killed the engine as the four cars spread out to corner us. The large river was behind us. We were trapped.Issa opened the glove compartment and brought out a large silver handgun. It was so big; I knew that I needed two of my hands just to hold it. He clicked the safety off and looked at me.“Stay beside me.” He opened up the door. I did the same and followed him till we reached the front of the car. He had tucked the gun in at the back of his waistband. Then he sat fearlessly on the h