~YULIA.With every step they took into the space, the darker and stronger the power in the air grew.My wolf suddenly went silent and I doubted if I was going to be feeling her at the surface anytime soon. "Just breath," Issa said the moment he noticed my discomfort. "Your senses are overwhelmed, just immerse yourself in it."I shut my eyes and tried to drown in the power like he said. It felt strange surrending myself to it but I had no other choice. I had to do as he said. A few moments later, I became used to the strange atmosphere."The Order?" I asked as I watched them talk quietly among themselves. They were nine in number. Three men and six women and they paid attention to no one else but themselves."Old snobbish people?" I asked with an amused smile."Yep." A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips and I could not resist returning it myself. "I can not wait to get to the part where they try to buy me." "Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it." The ol
~ISSAMy heart exploded as I shot Davina the coldest glare. Even Iran came alive from the corner I had pushed him to. "Did you just threaten a living soul right before my eyes?" Jamal cut in even before I could speak. Davina corked her brows at him as she looked him over. Almost amused that she had roused up these emotions from him. Jamal looked genuinely angry and that angered me too. It was one thing for Davina to threaten Yulia and it was another for Jamal to suddenly become protective of her. What was he trying to prove? Who the hell did he think he was? I was disgusted by the way that he came to Yulia's defence. That was my fucking job. He could haul his stuck up ass out of here if he thought bullying three women made him a better werewolf.‘Forgive me if you took it in an offensive way, Nocturnal Detective Jamal. . .’ Davina deliberately trailed before smirking at him. "I only meant that she would be stirring up a lot of trouble with her presence. There will be bloodshed,
~YULIA.I had believed that taking a break from school to deal with my mom's death was the next step for me...But as Issa spoke about me going back to my studies, it made me angry.Issa watched me with a raised eyebrow when he heard my protest."You are still eighteen, honey," Andrea cut in. "So it's normal to be in school." She did not even try to hide the sarcasm in her tone."Is there a reason for not wanting to go back to school?" Issa asked as he sat down.I did not want to talk about my mother in front of the Craven sisters nor Jamal Khan who I just found out was some sort of independent werewolf detective."How do you know my age?" I asked Andrea."Background check," She simply replied. "I have to be sure that you are who you really say you are, I can not stand by and watch an imposter taking advantage of my Issa."I frowned and scoffed. I looked over at Issa in disbelief."She does that with everyone," He replied in his defense. "Take a seat, Khan," Issa said as he glared at
~ISSAI did not want this conversation to continue with Yulia present...But she was no longer a child by werewolf standard and she seemed like she was interested in talking to Khan which greatly displeased me. I could see her clearly blushing as Jamal paid attention to her. I had cut the small talk between them short and in doing so heard what I had been afraid to hear."You took the words right out of my mouth, Lycan Issa," Khan said to me with renewed interest in his eyes. "Perhaps you know something that I don't."Nocturnal prick! I hated how he threw around accusations left and right like he was the judge, the jury and executioner."I am old, Detective Khan," I replied with mockery. "I have seen things.""What do you plan to do?" Yulia asked him."Find out what their plan is and stop them before they execute it," He said."And who are they?" I asked."I am still working on that," Jamal replied."You do not know anything yet and your only leads are dead bodies, understood." I del
~YULIA."I need fresh air." I got up. I was feeling suffocated with everyone in this room and I was especially pissed at Issa because of how he was objecting to Jamal trying to help me.If he was not interested in getting justice for my mom, then he had lied about having my interest at heart. I will get to the bottom of this with or without him. It was a vow that I made to myself as I left the room. The curious glances I got as I left the room almost overwhelmed me but I ignored all of them.I was the niece of the newest Lycan in town so I understood the attention but I was not going to tolerate it. I located the exit and headed for the door. I needed a cool breeze from all this pretence. "Gray eyes, just like the moon," A voice said. It creeped me out. I turned to locate the voice only to see that it was one of the Order. A male this time and he had that same look that Davina had given me the first time we met."Was that a compliment?" I sarcastically asked."Yes, it was. It is v
~YULIA."I feel violated," I said with a cold shudder. I was outside with Jamal who had a pissed look plastered on his face."I wish I had followed you sooner, that would never have happened." His voice was tight with anger. I did not understand why he was so angry. Did he care that much about me?"It's okay, cheer up. No permanent harm was done." I attempted to brighten up the atmosphere. A little smile tugged at his lips— but it was only for a moment. He turned to me, his face all serious and I got lost in the way the night breeze blew at his hair."I am going to ask you some uncomfortable, questions," he suddenly said. "It has to do with your mother. If you want my help, you will have to talk to me about her, including things that are personal to you."I swallowed, nervous of the things I would have to feel when I had to talk about my mother. Then I nodded. "If it will help find the people who took her away from me, then I won't mind a little discomfort." "Are you aware of any
~ISSAMy heart skipped a beat as I watched Yulia go from her usual loud mouthed-self into a terrified little girl.That was when all my senses went on high alert."What is it?" I asked trying to keep my voice even. Iran was making things harder the closer I was to her. He kept putting images of Yulia naked and bound to my bed in my mind. I felt a slight twitch in my cock."It's Lana," She said breathlessly and showed me the screen on of her phone. I saw a girl of Yulia's age with dirty blond hair and eyes filled with fear as she was tied to a chair. She was Yulia's close friend."Please, do something, Issa..." She begged and I heard her heart beat intensified. "I do not want to lose anyone else."I grabbed her by the wrist. Big mistake. Iran became agitated and fought for control.'She needs help, can't you see!' I yelled at him in my mind. Of course Iran did not give a fuck about anyone but his primal needs."Let's go," I told her as I pulled her to where my black Porsche was park
~YULIAI could feel how loud my heart was hammering against my chest as I stepped into Lana's house. I did not rush in but walked cautiously and as quietly as I could. I hoped that Lana was alright and she had not been hurt too much.The living room was empty as I passed through it. "I am here, alone like I promised," I called out.I heard a faint whimper. Lana's whimper of pain. It came from the open kitchen that also housed the dining. My heart skipped a beat and I raced toward the sound. That was when I saw poor Lana still tied to a wooden chair. The sight I saw broke my heart into a thousand pieces. Whoever did this to her was a monster and I wanted to make them pay.It brought tears to my eyes instantly. Her nose was leaking with blood and I could clearly see that three of her fingers were broken. The middle finger and index finger of her right hand as well as her left hand had only a broken pinky.Her eyes were filled with tears and pain. And it further broke my already shat
~YULIABloodshed was becoming second nature to me as I watched the heart burn. It did nothing to change how I felt about Mom’s death but at least I was sated that the people behind her murder were dead. Yet it seemed like there was still one person to find.“Let’s get out of here,” Issa said and held out his clean palm. I took it and he led me out of the dead lawyer’s apartment. I felt like there was something I needed to do. We were a few feet from the house before I stopped and turned back to it.“What is it?” Issa asked as concern masked his face.“I need to do something,” I told him. “What?” He asked.“I need to burn this place to the ground,” I told him. “It is the only way that I can move forward with my life. This house was built on the kindness of my mother, I need to raze it to the ground.” I told him.He nodded. “The fireplace,” he said. “We can set something on fire, a pillow, anything and spread it all over the place.”I shook my head. “I have a much better idea,” I sai
~ISSA“Shut up,” I muttered angrily as I drove to the lawyer’s house.“Who are you talking to?” Yulia asked with a puzzled look on her face.“He is taunting me,” I told her. Iran had been laughing nonstop in my head ever since he fought his way out and unleashed hell on those witches. I could do nothing as he took control of my body while I was forced to take the back seat and helplessly watch.I still had the taste of blood in my mouth and I fought the gag that was taking place in my throat.“Is it always like this?” Yulia asked. “I have been dealing with Iran since I was a boy, Yulia,” I said with a sigh. “He has been my curse for as long as I can remember,” I added.“Was that how you fought against magic?” She asked. “Because I know that Werewolves are fast but magic is faster.”She was right. Magic was very effective against wolfkind and even more lethal if the magic user was very powerful. “Magic works against me, and it hurts like hell, but with Iran, it's like pain is what h
~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.