Chapter Fifty-Six Zeke“Something isn't right,” I voiced out my thoughts aloud. Natasha adjusted her position on the chair, while Kai moved away from her.“I feel the same too. Everything is moving too smoothly. And Xavier hasn't attacked in a while.” Gwev seconded.“Didn't you say this place is masked by a certain magic, and no one can find us here?” Kai asked, and I turned towards Gwev.“That isn't even my line of focus. Zeke, what is the Circle like? The Heart, I mean?” Natasha asked, and I frowned.My brows knitted together, finally relaxing when I understood what she was talking about.“Everyone's too calm. Too calm for my liking. It's almost as if this isn't a war.” Qyle put in, stroking his knuckle.It has already been weeks since Mirah was taken away. And though I'd wanted to go after her immediately, Kai had reasoned that it might be a bait by Xavier.I'd fought down the urge to go after her, until we carefully crafted out a plan to take down Xavier once and
Chapter Fifty-Seven MirahI twirled my finger, marveling at the flame that appeared on its tip. I could feel something different inside me. After my encounter with that woman weeks ago, I'd been trained by Roanna and her son; Kaleb.At the moment, I was sure I could hold my own against any vampire. Or Rogue-brid.I sensed a presence at that moment, just as the door kicked open and Roanna walked in. She was dressed in a flowing gown as usual.“Mirabella dear,” Roanna smiled, going over to sit on the edge of the bed.I was still looking at the wall. “Wouldn't you like to come out now?” I called out.Someone chuckled, before coming out through the walls. “I'm glad to see that your magic is improving,” Kaleb said, his eyes gleaming. He turned towards Roanna. “Mother.”“Welcome Son,” Roanna nodded at him.I couldn't help the sudden feeling that sprouted in my mind. It was almost as if the both of them were communicating with each other. And it made me feel uncomfortable
Chapter Fifty-Eight ZekeI was convinced that Mirah's sword had something on it. Why else was I seeing my uncle who wasn't supposed to be in existence anymore?And why was Xavier bowing to him?My head ached. Of course. I should've known.“Uncle Xavier?” I whispered.“Beautiful reunion, I should say.” He spread out his arms, and laughed.“You were behind all these?” The disbelief in my voice was evident. From the corner of my eye, I could see Qyle looking at my uncle as if he wanted him to drop dead at that moment.“As you can see. You know, you've always been too smart for your age. I noticed it centuries ago, and I loved it then. But after being thrown out by your father-”“He didn't throw you out. You killed Mother.” I hissed, my hand tightening on the sword hanging on my waist.“Is that what they made you believe?” His lips curled, and I was taken aback.“It’s the truth.” I argued.“The truth they made you believe, rather.” He scoffed.I was about to speak, when
Chapter Fifty-Nine MirahNone of this made sense. Not the fact that I was witnessing a real supernatural war, which wasn't supposed to exist at all.Or the fact that I'd actually tried to kill Zeke, based on the fact that I thought he'd tried orchestrating my death.Blood oozed from his wound, making my heart ache even further.If he was defeated, I definitely played a huge role in it.But I wondered who the man whom Zeke had referred to as Uncle Xavier, was.Oh.I almost gave myself a facepalm. Of course he was Zeke's uncle. And from all indications, he was the one behind everything that's happened.But I couldn't understand why Xavier insisted that I had a huge role to play in whatever puzzle or game this was.I shivered as some cloaked men approached us, hands raised. I turned hastily to Zeke who had a murderous look on his face.“We meet again, King Tyler, and King Natchez.” He didn't flinch from the approaching men.“I hope you retain your confidence
Chapter Sixty ZekeAnxiousness.Fear.A very foreign feeling. One I hadn't felt in a long while. Till I met Mirabella Aurel.That feeling clawed so hard at my heart, keeping me rooted at a spot. My legs felt numb, as I struggled to my feet.Tyler was feeding her blood to the Source already. And at the rate it was flowing, it'd definitely end her life.I dashed forward without thinking.“It’s dangerous, Zeke!” Someone called out from behind me. I ignored his words, my focus entirely on my woman.The woman whose body was my addiction.The woman I worshiped.My kitten.Queen Belinda pulled me from behind. “Attacking him would only endanger Mirah.”I froze in my tracks. I looked up to see that the Source was fast pulling Mirah into its hole. I dashed forward again.No.I was ready to die in her place. She didn't deserve to die in this manner. She didn't deserve to die at all.“Mirah!” I called out desperately, the voice sounding nothing like me.I pulled on her other hand, a
Chapter Sixty-One ZekeMirah.That was the name that came to mind as my eyes slipped open. I half-expected to find her close to me. Or within close range.Only that I didn't find Mirah when I looked around. Instead, an injured Queen Belinda sat few meters away with Natasha tending to her.“You’re awake.” Queen B muttered. A statement not a question.I forced myself up, and looked around again. Kai nodded at me, Qyle and Gwev were absent.“Where’s Mirah?” I asked, my voice coming off dry. I swallowed, and clambered down the immaculate bed I'd been lying on.I didn't make it few steps away, when I collided with the ground.“I’d advise you rest first. You aren't strong enough to walk yet.” Natasha said calmly without looking up from her mother's wounded leg.I groaned, and forced myself back to the bed. I sat on the edge, and swallowed again.“What happened?” I asked.“We have no idea. You just erupted, and we found ourselves here at Gavemorth. Wounded, of course.” Quee
Chapter Sixty-Two Mirah His body tensed.I looked down, a frown making its way up my face when I saw his pleasure covered face mingled with something else.Pain.And he was trying hard not to let me see it, from the way he avoided my gaze.I stopped riding him, and got off his body.“What’s wrong Zeke?” I asked, breathing fast.My heart was swirling with emotions. Emotions so different. The ones I hadn't felt ever since growing up. This man whom I doubted most of the time, had been ready to lay down his life in my place hours ago. Yeah, even though his great-grandfather had been the perpetrator.But he'd been ready to die for me.A tear slipped down my cheek as he winced again.“Zeke?” I whispered, my fear evident.“It’s nothing. Why did you stop?” He asked, his voice lower than before.It put me on edge, my pleasure forgotten.“You’re in pain. I'll get the others.” As I spoke, I placed one leg down the bed frame, ready to dash out of the room.“Your clothes,” he
Chapter Sixty-Three MirahAccording to Queen Belinda, this kingdom was underwater. Which I hadn't realized till now.It didn't seem like we were underwater at all. The oxygen, everything was normal.I walked beside Zeke, as Queen Belinda led us towards a portal she'd created which would take us directly above water.As I stepped through the portal this time, I felt different. The swirl of purple magic made me feel warm inside.“Do you feel that?” I whispered to Zeke who'd been avoiding my gaze ever since we stepped out of the room. I could see remorse written on his face.I planned to have a chat with him later, after settling the feud I had with those liars.“What?” He whispered back, looking straight ahead.“The warm feeling. It's almost as if I can control it myself,” I said, which made me frown.It didn't make sense.Except for the few spells I'd been taught by that bitch and her son, and the time Zeke had turned me into a vampire- which I no longer was, and the