It became awfully quiet, my breathing stuck in my throat. Tears began to run down my cheeks. I tightened my arms around her as she stumbled. My legs felt weak. Fear of losing her strangled me, "You can't die. Please." My voice shook in fear.
Elizabeth shifted into a dark grey wolf and launched herself at Samantha.
Samantha was looking at us with big eyes, horror clung to her features. The gun fell from her hands, "I'm sorry, Silver." Samantha squealed. Her body was shaking terribly.
Elizabeth pounced at her, pinning her down.
"Silver," My voice cracked. I placed her head on my lap.
I brushed my hand over her cheeks to tuck the hair away. Blood was oozing from the side of her waist. I pressed my hand on the wound.
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I clenched my backpack and kept walking on the cobblestone path. I felt attached to this place. I met him here. The first time, I saw him here. I looked at the wood. 'Yes! I'm hoping it happens again. I can feel him around me. But I can't see him. We have completed the semester. I didn't see Dastien after that day. No one knows. Where's he? Alex says he must be in the Dark realm. I have asked them many times about his whereabouts. No one knows.' I halted at the sight of Jasper, "Ready to meet your family?" He asked with a smile. I managed a smile. They tried hard to bring a smile to my face. I smiled, not to disappoint them. "I guess," I would have said 'Yes' a few days ago but the entire situation has changed. I have a mate. It hurts so much, waking in his room but not seeing him.&n
The door clicked. I didn't lift my head, "I know you don't wanna talk. But we need to find our brother." I heard Ava. I swept a shocked look at her, " Didn't mom..." 'She always talked about him. But we never could ask her, try to know anything about him.' "She wouldn't tell you. She wouldn't bring the topic. So..." She trailed, shifting on her feet. I saw her a few minutes ago in a werewolf form. "What do you mean find him?" My voice was hoarse with emotions and anger. "Our father took him with him." She pressed her lips in a thin line. "He's not our father," I yelled in anger, " Please, leave me alone." My breathing turned shallow as I grappled the truth. "We can talk later, " She offered.&nbs
The sight out the window wasn't the centre of my thoughts. I was glad for my mother but it was so sudden for me. I always dreamt of her smiling, cooking for us, going out on weekends, and building our happy castle. I wasn't picturing a fourth person in our life. "You haven't said a single word to Charles," Silver said, shifting the gear. I thought I would ignore the answer. I couldn't escape all the time. The truth will be better, "I don't know what to say to him." I muttered. "He's a nice man. My family knows him before my birth." She said. "Do you have siblings?" I asked. "Em!" She stared at me. "I'll try to talk to him." I shrugged my shoulders. She smiled at me, "Yes, el
'Over time you'll come to know everything.' I closed the book reading the last line of the chapter. I couldn't wait. I would meet my inner wolf. It seemed impossible but I felt excited at the same time. I slipped my feet in the slippers, I slowly paced out of the room, it was warm inside, they must be feeling uncomfortable because of me. I felt cold. So I recommended they turn off the heat of the house except for my room. I curled my arms tightly around my chest. Sometimes, I thought about the man my mother met years ago and he left her to suffer. It infuriated me, only added more hate to him. I shook my head. There were more important things than him. I walked down the stairs. My eyes widened when I saw Jasper in the living room sitting with Charles and one teena
We had checked a mountain of books, but nothing about the dark realm and anything to reach there. My back was in pain. Burt was guarding the door. Though there was nothing to worry about and anything dangerous. "Guys," I said with a smile. "Did you find the book?" Elizabeth asked. "Say yes, I'm starting to hate books," Silver made a face in disgust. "Shouldn't we ask Burt? He's from the dark realm." I wiggled my brows. "Why didn't we think this before?" Elizabeth got on her feet. "Hello, Burt. We didn't introduce ourselves before." Elizabeth walked over toward him, "I'm Elizabeth," She extended her hand, "They are my friends. Silver and you know Emma," He smiled, "I can't help you. King won't approve of i
My feet carried me to her and I opened my arms, hugging her, "Mom, stop thinking too much. I am happy for you. What's making you think this?" I pulled back. Tears were rolling down her eyes. I lifted my hand to wipe her cheeks. Charles advanced and swiped his hand on her second cheek, "Mom," I grabbed her hand in mine, "I won't lie to you. You can detect it." She chuckled and nodded, "I hate that man who caused you so much pain." She opened her mouth but I cut her off, "I know Charles won't hurt you. No doubt." She nodded, eyes pooled with tears, "I need some time to accept him as part of my life. I have already accepted him as your husband. But..." I sighed, "He has to earn. The father's place in my life. I don't know how to explain." Her hand rested against my cheek, "I can scent your confusion." A small smile crawled over her cheek. "I really don't know how to accept him as my father figure in my life. I have no
"Hi, are you coming down? Or I should use magic to unlock the door. " Elizabeth banged on the door and shouted through the closed door. I stared at the pink mini dress that mom had chosen for me. It was designed by her. My hair was combed and looked unstyled. The make-up kit was untouched, "Is Silver with you?" I asked, "Do you want us to break the door, Em?" I heard silver. "He**, no! Girls. Just come in. I'm looking like a mess." I hurried over to the door and pulled it open. They stared at me. They weren't definitely in a good mood, but looking damn pretty in their pink dresses, "Mom purchased us sane dresses," I rolled my eyes. "She designed," Silver corrected me. "Thank goodness, she's fine." Elizabeth heaved a long sigh, placing her hand over her ches
When I opened my eyes, tears rolled down my skin reaching the shell of my ears. Two soft hands wiped them. "He's alive, just not present at the moment," My head turned, hearing his deep voice. His icy cold eyes met mine. They wouldn't lie to me. I hadn't felt him fully disappear. I pushed myself up in a sitting position. I didn't notice Elizabeth was holding my hand. I tried to tug my hand but she tightened her grip. "It's not good." I pulled my hand again. "You need to calm down." Silver said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. "I'm okay," I pulled my hand and felt myself drained, dizzy, angry, and mad. Her head shook in disapproval, she grasped my hand more tightly. Tears welled in my eyes, "I have a feeling, I'm turning into a mad person. " I said, looking into my mother's eyes.
THIRD PERSON's POV Silver slid under the duvet with her. The air was full of tension, silence was making it worse. "What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked, worry written all over her face "Look at her," Silver peered down at her and placed the back of her hand against her cheek, ''Her skin is cold. Her lips are turning blue. We can't let her die. She's our friend." "I've talked to mom. The book is the only solution." Elizabeth said, flickering her gaze out of the window. The night was dark, with no star, no moon. "How could Dastien leave her to deal with everything on her own when she doesn't know a thing about our world?" Silver muttered, under her breath. They were worried and frighten
"Are you okay, Emma?" Teal asked. I nodded my head. My gaze caught the dark leather tome. The sparkling increased and it burst into the air, it threw the book into the air and it tore into thousands of tiny pieces. The part of my brain seemed to shut off. My pulse quickened, "What's this?" I asked. "We broke the spell," Sap whispered, still in shock. I was staring at her, "Why am I precious? You know everything about me, indeed everyone." I swiped my gaze on Carlos. He returned the gaze but didn't utter a word. Sap glanced at Teal, her expression was nervous. "I need to know what's happening to me? Why am I cursed?" I never dared to ask this. Never. "You're cursed by a powerful Quee
In the morning, the sun peeked out over the tops of the mountains. I woke up with a jolt. I saw the beasts in my nightmare. I could hear the weak voices of my friends, "You're dreaming. Relax." When I opened my eyes. They were looking at me, lying next to me. I pushed myself up and climbed down the bed. I walked over to the window with sleepy eyes. A slow smile appeared on my face. There was a beautiful picturesque in front of me. "It's beautiful," Silver said. "A beautiful trap," Elizabeth murmured. "Why?" I asked, still looking at the view of hills and morning sun in front of me. "Some witches are so strong that they can destroy the world. They are full of evil."
"Wao!" I looked at the ceiling to the walls and floor with wonder. It looked like a simple house from the outside. But when I stepped in, the floor was made of polished wood, the walls were of stone, the roof was of glass, wood, and aluminum. The furniture was of dark wooden, dark and coffee brown curtains, some ancient paintings were hanging on the wall, "Your house is amazing," "I was telling the same," Silver said, giggling. Elizabeth paced toward me. I took a step back, Jasper's hand around my shoulder stopped me. " I wanna keep it," I said. "You're hurting yourself and us. You know she didn't mean to hit you." Elizabeth said. I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't seek their help at every moment. "We shouldn't do this. We should hear you." Silver sighe
They'd really transformed into a badass. I grabbed my backpack. It was heavy for me. My phone buzzed. I took it out of my pocket and stared at the message. 'Samantha has asked for your number. Is she troubling you?' I sat down on the bed and clicked on the reply. I typed quickly. 'No, everything is fine.' I grabbed the bag and got up, hauling it behind me. Mom was waiting in the hall. My phone buzzed again. I clicked on open glancing down. 'I didn't give her your number. ' "What's making you frown?" She asked. I softly bit my lower lip, "Samantha wanted my number but Drake refused her." I told her. Was it wish? Soon, I'd know from her reaction. "He did the ri
I felt all the more dreadful. Cassandra was hovering over my head. Her gaze cut through me and I felt paralyzed. I pushed myself up, drifting my gaze around. "Finally you're fully awake," Cassandra said, with a smile. Her real smile astounded me. Werewolves tearing heads from their bodies, dead bodies, faeries fighting, faces of king Ricinus, King Kelstov, Prince Stipe plagued my thoughts. "I'm not married, right?" I asked with a scared tone, with big eyes. My chin began to tremble. I held my tears. They fed on human pain. They tormented humans and mocked their suffering. I swung my legs off the bed and padded across the room. It was a different room. "You're not married." She said.
I opened my eyes. My cheek was pressed against something cold. I forced my eyes to open. I saw logs burning and people sitting around it. It was huge and in the shape of a pentacle. The flames were so tall that I could it above their heads too. I could feel the slight heat. But the cool wind made it worse. My body trembled when I saw bars. I pushed myself up, jamming my hands against the cold metal. I heard laughter. My gaze drifted around. I was caged. The mocking, monstrous faces looked at me. Dread rolled through my belly. I drew in a sharp breath when I felt a sharp pain at the side of my head. A hand waved and I saw dark smoke in the air. I fall back on the metal ground. I tried but I couldn't gather the strength to sit. I held my hand to my temple. It hurt when my fingers pressed softly. Where are you
My eyes opened with a snap. Dastien! I could feel the pain again in my memories but it felt real. The terror permeated my skin and seeped into my bones. All faces turned and lingered on me, and I clenched my teeth to suppress a shriek as I pushed myself up. My gaze darted around. I wasn't in my room. The walls were red, ancient, expensive furniture, their room was definitely royal. King Kelstov was leaning against the doorframe. His yellow eyes were still on Elizabeth. Arms curled around me, taking me in a choking embrace. I saw Mary grinning with tears. "Girls, careful. Don't hurt her." She muttered. They pulled away immediately. They were grinning but I could see tear tracks, slightly swollen or red eyes. The skin of my cheek
After two hours of driving in the deep forest, Mary announced that we'd walk. Trees were so thick that the sunlight hardly reached the ground. The sound of wild animals could be heard. Somewhere from the direction of the forest, an owl hooted. In response, my heart thrummed. "It gives an ominous feeling," I told them. "Dark magic!" Mary said, looking forward. Her feet didn't stop for a second. I gazed at Elizabeth for an explanation, "This place is secured by Dark magic. Only a dark Faerie king can do this." "King Kolstov," I said his name in a whisper. My legs were throbbing, "Can we rest for a while?" I was forcing myself to walk. "I can pick you up," Silver grinned at me. We kept walk