I woke up with the chirping of the birds out of the window. Lazily, I pushed myself up. But the rooms seemed empty. Silver hadn't returned yet. I didn't have my phone with me. I was getting used to it.
I want to stay alone but it'll scratch the wound more.
A knock on the door made my head jerk at the door. I glanced out of the window. It was dark. Swiftly, my eyes drifted to the clock. Four o'clock.
Another tap on the door made my head turn to it.
"Go away," I shouted and hoped he would go away.
The door clicked. My eyes widened. The door opened, emerging the most powerful man. I bolted on my feet, "Get out of my room." I said with raged breath.
He smirked, "Training time," He said and spun.
 
After attending classes, I was finding a spot to hide myself. I didn't want to attend martial arts. I loved my bones. No one wanted to understand that. I walked over to the narrow path, lawn on both sides. My pace was slow, eyes wandering around. My gaze stopped at the old tree. Pacing forward, I sat resting my back against the trunk. I slipped my hand in my bag and took out the book. These books contained every information I needed to understand them. I huffed in a lungful air when I opened the book. I didn't tell my friends about skipping class. They would force me in. "So, here you are," I screamed and the book jumped out of my lap in the air. Alessandro
They always looked confident, so I tried to channel some of that confidence in me too. I shook my head. I could never gain swiftness and speed like them. Only in dreams! Professor Megan thinned her lips, "It's a simple move." She encouraged me. But it wasn't going to work. I can learn until I show interest in it. I was going to run out of the class as my friend or nothing else was at stake. "It's just a punch," She said, her expression turned annoyed, eyes hard on me. My gaze turned to my beautiful nail, painted blue. I didn't want them to break. I shook my head again. Frustrated, she glared at me, "Get out of my class." She shouted, pointing at the door with her index finger. I rushed out immediately. I forced my anxiety down. I was afraid
I woke up early today. I took a quick shower and changed into a black lagging and a black tee. I sat on the bed with my book, waiting for the knock to echo in the silence. I wanted to stay inconspicuous but that seemed impossible when I was surrounded by werewolves with incredible strength and powers. I wanted to finish the book as soon as possible, but the fat book always challenged me. I couldn't concentrate on the book. I didn't know. Where is Dastien? Indeed, I don't know anything about him, his business. Is he a student or a professor or just a residency here like Mr Wolfe? I shouldn't... I couldn't even bring it on the tip of my tongue. Emotions have died inside me after seeing my mother. She is still crazily in love with him. It took me years to build myself, never let anything affect him. Dastien broke into my heart easily, more easily than easy. I act like a crazy pup around him. I was unexpectedly annoyed a
I remembered myself awaking many times with screams, burning in my veins, pain in my entire body. It was unbearable. He was also presented in the room. It felt as if he was taking my pain away. Dastien was always there whenever I woke. I was wondering. What would he have told his girlfriend? Silver and Elizabeth were always there next to Dastien. Carlos always visited and brought flowers for me which earned him a glare from Dastien. Alessandro visited once with Jasper and Daniel. To my surprise, Drake visited too. It took ten days to get back to my room. I stared out of the window. I was feeling caged. My friends were attending classes. The door opened on the left side, "Hi, you can come with us." Silver beamed at me. "Really?" I squealed happily.&
My smile died when I stepped into the extra class. Samantha was glaring at me with her group. I whirled to leave. "Miss Emma, take your seat." Professor Megan said, her expression was hard. She must have guessed that I was thinking of running away. Another set of piercing amber eyes locked on me. She was taller than Miss Maria, her black gown was more expensive than a teacher should. "Class," Professor Megan raised her voice, "Mrs Katherine Dawson is teaching you for next week. Good luck, class." She nodded in a friendly way toward Mrs Dawson. Mrs Dawson returned the gesture and looked at the seat. I looked around to slip away from the glass. "Miss Emma!" Her voice was thundering when she called my name. I jerked
My thoughts swirled in a tornado. I pressed my palm over my forehead. Elizabeth touched my arm. Immediately, I pulled myself away from her. I just can't let her do this. She'll drain. The door ping opened of the elevator. I stormed in. "Let me help you," Elizabeth said, walking in. Silver held me by my shoulder to balance me. "No, I'll be fine, just a little sleep that's all I need," I said, closing my eyes, supporting my body with the wall of the elevator, waiting for it to reach our floor. "Sure?" Silver asked. I nodded. Sometimes, I felt strange as another sound in my head, telling me constantly things I didn't know, that part loved Dastien. It dinged open. I shuffled out toward my door.
I woke up with a jolt. I closed my eyes again. A blush crept over my face. My hand shot over my forehead, the sound of my palm hitting echoed in my ears. 'It's a dream. I can't go out with him, at his place, hot chocolate, his lips.' My finger felt something soft under my fingers. My eyes snapped open, "No!" My eyes drifted toward my hand. My eyes widened in shock, I gulped looking down at the soft blanket. It wasn't a dream. Disbelief crawled inside me. I hurried to my feet and gathered the blanket in my hands. I opened the cupboard and thrust it inside and locked it again. My shoulders were moving with shallow breathing. I placed my head against it and stared at the door, "It wasn't any dream." A smile appeared on my face again. &
I ended my class with Sisily soon today. walking back to my room, I strode toward the SevenA. I just wanted to make sure. I wasn't dreaming last night. I blew out the breath through my mouth. 'You should bring back his blanket.' My head shook. The voice was always weak but I understood it clearly. 'And said what?' I frowned. My gaze rested at the back side of the beautiful houses of the Alphas. I took a deep breath, inhaling the flower-scented in the air. I strode toward them without giving a second thought. It could be a restricted area or a private garden of SevenA. I walked deeper and sat on the bench. I smiled at the sight of a well-taken care garden, hundreds of flowers. It could be herbs or s
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