Rowena POV Over the centuries, I have seen my fair share of gore, death, and bloodshed. I have also been the one ripping enemies apart, piece by piece, and enjoyed their screams and cries. However, seeing Dajjal’s ripped head on my Persian carpet, somehow startled me more than I thought possible. Bile rose in my throat, and I glared at Verena, who was still sitting, her long legs crossed comfortably at one of the large lounge chairs. “Where are your manners????” she asked. Trying to compose myself, I retorted "What the hell are you talking about???” "Are you not going to offer me a drink??? Isn’t that the custom, here in your realm???" I did not know what to say. Even though I could not read her aura or her scent, I could sense her power. It was tremendous! I had to play this safe and evaluate all my options. My hands were shaking, and I was still looking at Dajjal’s eyes and his ripped off head. “Very well, far be it from me, to be a bad hostess!” So, I poured her a glass. She no
Emma POV My head was hurting badly - excruciating pain and a pounding feeling. Opening my eyes slowly, I am met with glaring lights and the smell of disinfectants. I heard a beeping and turned around, only to realize I was connected to a medical device, monitoring my vitals. I must be in a hospital, I thought to myself. My eyes were adjusting to the light, and I slowly looked around a expansive white room with bright lights, my head still throbbing. I was also super thirsty, and I looked around trying to see if there was water anywhere around. Instead, I am met with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. A petite woman with beautiful blue eyes was sitting by my bed looking at me attentively. “Miss Emma, thank the Gods!!!!! You are awake!!!!” she said cheerfully. Her bright smile and bubbly energy are almost too much. I nodded, unable and unwilling to match her enthusiasm. I was in so much pain and very confused. “Where am I???? Also, could I get some water please???I am super thirsty!” I cro
I was grateful for whatever Dr. Sina gave me. Thoughts of Ari’s death were ripping my heart into million pieces, and I welcomed the darkness and oblivion. However, the moment I closed my eyes, it felt as if I went to a different dimension. Images of burning fires, dead bodies, blood – so much blood, so much death and devastation. People were running away, there was molten lava, and again, fires. Raging fires consuming everything and everyone. I found myself standing among the destruction, unable to move, unable to do anything – just observe, a spectator, seeing and feeling everything, but unable to do anything. Wherever I was, this felt real and as if it was all happening in real time, right there, right now, yet there was nothing I could do. The screams, the tears. My heart was breaking. And then, I saw her.. A woman in red.. Looking directly at me, walking through the fire and gore as if she owned the place, her eyes as red as blood, she spoke: “Emma”, a strange voice says. “You ca
Kal POV Looking at the two of them, my heart was swelling, tears were about to burst, and I did not know where or who I am. I could not recognize my own behavior, my own emotions – I am not this blubbery mess. What is wrong with me????!!! Yet I could not control my own fears and anxiety and the confusion on their faces is tearing me apart. I understood why Leo was protective, but at the same time, I was confused as to his outburst and a very strong reaction. This created other fears and questions in my mind. Do they know of our world??? Do they know of magic?? What do they know of creation?? Have they been educated on anything about us?? How will they react when they find out??? How do I even tell them I am their father?? Would they hate me for not being there in their life??? What if they do not want me?? What if they are angry at me because they have struggled in their life? How do I explain that I did not know their mother was even pregnant? How does any of this make any sense? My
Kal’s POV My son did not even realize it, but at that moment he had used his aura for the very first time on me. Sitting down, my head in my hands, it hit me very forcefully, however, in a way it was misdirected. “Our boy does not know how to use his aura!”, Beast quipped in my head. He was right, there was no intent or precision behind it, yet its sheer strength surprised me. He was stronger than Gabriel, and he did not even know it. I had to make a significant effort not to show that it affected me. “Imagine what he will be able to do with some direction and training!!!” Beast was musing proud of our offspring. Leo stood firm there, his piercing eyes looking at me unmoving, his chiseled face wearing the same curious expression I had when things did not make sense to me. “Easy Kal, you must remember. He does not know you; he does not know who we are to him!!!”, Beast reminded me… “You cannot mind linking him; I cannot call his dragon. You will have to use words!!! We must earn their
Amelia POV Light was shining bright. The halls of the River Palace and rooms may have been carved into the stone, but large, elaborate windows have been placed strategically to allow for maximum light. I was resting on the bed after I passed out from the vision and slowly opened my eyes. “FINALLY!!!! You are finally waking up!!! It was about time, Amelia!!!”, growled Seraphine. I turned around to find her standing by my bed. “What are you doing here????” I asked her, confused. “Why are you here??” “I should be asking you that question!!! Why are YOU here, Amelia???? Your arrival is very coincidental!!, she continued, clearly upset, her dragon coming forward. Her eyes were flickering, and I could see she was ready to shift. She started pacing around, clearly trying to subdue her dragon side, but it was obvious she was struggling. “Do you not have an answer???? More importantly, Amelia - why do you SMELL like them!!!?????” Still dizzy and weak from the vision, I was not putting two an
Lord Awyin POV “ASHER!!!!” I needed to discuss this with my son. Everything was getting out of control, and I needed to do something. I was afraid I might already be too late. “Yes Father, what can I do for you My King”, my son addressed me semi-formally, obviously picking up on my feelings and my tone of voice. “My chambers, immediately!!!! Oh, and I need to see the Oracle. LIKE NOW!” “My Lord”, my son shuddered…”Did I hear you correctly??? ORACLE???? Father, you know that she is not to be waken!!! We cannot break the cycle. It is not time yet … She has to rest; you know she is only awake every 100 years. It has not been 100 years!!!!” he was rambling incoherently. “I DO NOT CARE!!!!!. Has everybody gone crazy and insolent today??? YOU WILL WAKE HER, AND I WILL NOT BE QUESTIONED. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME LORD ASHER!!!!!!???” My son was many things - being an idiot was not one of them. However, I could sense his hesitation. He was silent, which meant that he was thinking, weighing the
Cassius POV His lips were so luscious, so beautiful, so soft. His green eyes and sand blonde hair tussled casually, his lips inviting me, commanding me at times. I enjoyed the play, his scent, the touch of his skin that sent butterflies to my stomach - the jasmine scent immediately made my cock hard at one sight of my mate. His dimples, His smile… so happy…built to look like a sexy God, yet so innocent. How did I ever get so lucky for the Goddess to bestow such a gift to me, me an imperfect everything???? Imperfect son, Imperfect pure blood, imperfect human. How and why I did deserve him, I did not know, but was forever grateful to whatever fate matched me with Leo! I just worried if he would feel the same. I knew he was not human, but neither Marcus or myself could sense as to what he was. Not knowing that, this presented another question. Does he know anything about our world?? I was not stuck in pure blood ideologies – I would happily claim him as mine if he were human. These thing
Leo POVThe night with Cassius was beyond words.. Beyond comprehension. I had never known love like this was possible, never knew that I could open up my heart to that extent. I did not even know that I had room for such love, that I was capable of such love. The only love up to this point in my life, the only belonging I felt was to my only family – my sister Emma. However, now, I understood that there are different kinds of love, that different possibilities existed within me, that I was capable of more, worthy of more, able to do everything, powerful enough to balance my life, and finally, my whole self. For the first time in my life, I felt complete. I did not know how to explain it. Being orphaned, Emma and I always missed that familial connection, that Sunday lunch with family, those kisses and hugs from your mom or dad, the way your parents smell, the way they smile at you.. The ways you will mess up and they will pretend to scold you, only to teach you about life, yet love you
Emma POVThese people were crazy! Totally and absolutely bat-shit crazy!!! There was no other explanation – no other possibility. Somehow, when I accepted the job opportunity with Mr. Locke, I somehow walked into a world of crazy people, a world of strange events and strange individuals, a world which almost seemed like an alternate reality. I should have known that all of this would have been too good to be true - regardless of their obvious support and well-wishes. It has become clear that whomever mysterious Ro is or was, that she was likely onto something, and her warnings obviously warranted. I should have listened when I had a chance, I really should not have been swayed. If only I had trusted Ro and Myra, I would have already been gone, safely somewhere with Leo, away from these crazy, cult-like people. Dear God, what did I get myself into???I felt a great sense of frustration, unease and felt completely stupid for trusting them, trusting them with my brother, trusting them wi
Angela’s POV “Was she going into heat??? Or shifting???” Celia asked the same questions that were stuck in my mind as well. The three of us were sitting in a lounge sipping tea after Emma’s episode. She was strong, much stronger than we anticipated and in a state that we did not understand fully. Dr Sina was thinking. He had this habit of rubbing his chin whenever he was in deep thought, and by the looks of his behavior, he was definitely going to rub some skin off his face. Looking at us both with his soulful, wise eyes, he nodded at first, getting up and starting to pace around, obviously stressed out. “It is possible. It certainly felt as if she was about to do both, and had we not injected her, chances are she would have become a full-blown dragon, likely leveling the hospital down, killing everyone in it”, he replied gravely. The confirmation did not surprise me. However, things were not adding up. Usually, she-dragons would go into heat once she found her mate. Dragons went int
Emma POVThe anxiety and heat within me subsided gradually, but the sense that I felt complete, where I was discovering something new stayed with me – even in the darkness of my dream. However, I was not sure if I could call this a dream. Once Dr. Sina injected something into me, the darkness claimed me. However, I did not sleep. Fully alert as if I was awake, I started moving toward a sensual scent, a scent of pinecone and berries, a scent that was pulling me in a very specific direction. All my senses were enhanced, and I could feel everything around me.“There you are!!”, I heard the now familiar voice of the mystery man in my dreams. His strong arms were wrapped around my waist tightly, while he pulled me to him from behind. I still could not see his face, but his scent, and the sense of familiarity, sense of knowing this person, and sense of belonging were overpowering me. It felt right to be in his arms. I felt happy.His warm breath was on my neck, his soft, warm lips gently ki
Emma POVMy heart was full for Leo. He had found him a man, a person to love him the way he deserved, the person to hold him, wipe his tears away when the skies go dark and cold, the person to make him laugh. He found his true love, or as the voice of my other-self within me said – his mate. Somehow, in my heart I knew this from the first time I ever saw Cassius. Everything within me screamed family, screamed recognition, screamed belonging, and the clarity hit me - as if I could see their life before them, their love and their day unfold. When Cassius called me to get advice as to how to set up a romantic date and dinner for Leo, I was only too happy to oblige. Plus, planning a romance took me away from dark thoughts about Mr. Locke, dark doubts and fears that were currently plaguing my mind. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, as Leo suggested. I knew that life sometimes turns good people into bad ones. However, all that I have seen in the files could not be justifie
Lord Alwyin POVSo.. It was true. The prophecy of Amelia’s betrayal had come to pass. My wife and I had held on all this time, and tried our very best, including extreme measures to somehow offset and change her fate. Alas, what Lord Krimus had reported was dire. Aramah was back. And not just Aramah, its Queen Witch, Verena. I felt like I was in hell, betrayed by those closest to me, namely my child. I knew that in her own mind she held justification of what had happened, justification I could not negate, given that she thought her mate Darius was dead at my hands. When I saw her last, I could sense her anger and hatred towards me. At this point, she had hated me so long, that it was likely hard to pinpoint the origin of when that had begun.Xidna was a whole other story, her demands and her threats something completely else. I knew that I failed her, and whatever she had planned for us, was entirely my own fault. In truth, I should have known better. I should have known that she wou
Leo POVI had no words for what just happened. I had no explanations, no prior understanding, just the raw unbridled emotion cursing through my body, pure pleasure and euphoria. And another feeling which dominated every ounce of my being. Cassius was MINE!!! MINE ALONE!! I heard the grumble in my chest, the determination of those words. I had not spoken them as of yet, but my whole being was screaming that this was my guy, my person, and my love. MINE. And MINE ALONE! There was something that happened to me the moment he kissed me, the moment he fell on his knees. The moment of recognition of some kind, somehow, someway, I knew, without a shred of a doubt, that he was my soulmate, my everything, and the only person other than Emma that I would give my life for. The veracity of those feelings hit me unexpectedly, yet not irrationally. Right before he showed up in my life, things were different. And now, with him here, and what just happened, I found myself in a vortex of emotion, stood
Cassius POVI wanted tonight to be perfect. I called Emma in advance to learn more about Leo’s favorite foods, what he liked to drink, even what kind of flowers he liked. I realized that they came from humble backgrounds, and I desperately did not want to be a show-off, but at the same time I wanted to give him the world – everything I had, my heart included, already belonged to him anyway. I also had a surprise help from an unexpected source. His friend Theo, who worked at the garage with him, was there when I went to see Albert and asked discretely about him. Somehow, he overheard our conversation and decided to chime in and share that Leo’s dream car was a Mercedes G63, and I decided to buy him one as a present. The car I drove tonight was Leo’s and I hope he liked it. I was going to give it to him at the end of our date as a gift – I did not want to have him apprehensive during dinner. “We do not need to throw wealth in Leo’s face, Cassius. He is not like that”, Marcus advised. I
Leo POVCassius’ phone call was exciting. He said he had planned a special date for us, and I felt as if I was walking on clouds. My stomach tightened just at the sound of his voice, and I grew weak in my knees thinking of his plump, gentle lips, his chiseled jaw, and body the Gods themselves would be jealous of. My favorite thing about him was his smile. When he smiled at me, I felt like the only person in the world. That smile reached into the depths of my soul and touched my heart. Every time I heard his voice, my stomach and chest would both flutter as if dozens of butterflies danced around it. Timing worked out great - with Mr. Locke rescheduled the dinner. I had time to have my date with Cassius.Emma’s words and files I read weighed heavily on me. However, somehow, I was willing to give Mr. Locke the benefit of the doubt. Somehow, the timing of all this seemed too perfect, and too coincidental, and I was not a man that believed in coincidence. Moreover, the voice, my inner voic