Zoey POV. "Good to see me?" She asked, and she withdrew her hand. Her claws twisting out of my flesh was hurtful, and she looked at me with eyes filled with resentment. "Good to know you're still a vampire," I told her. She smiled, with the width of her smile not passing a finger's length. It was sad to know she was horrible, with the way she looked and smiled. "Good to know you're a vampire too," she said, staring at my arm. "Look, the wound must have healed right?" She asked. My flesh was covering up, healing immediately after the effect. "How did you know me? I'm someone else," I said, walking over to the bed and slumping on it. She grinned, and used her hand to brush her tattered hair. "Do not forget the potion we both took. You might be Katarina or Kathrina here, but still I know you're Zoey," she said, still smiling cunningly. "Exactly who told you about that sham?" I asked her. A devilish smirk crossed her lips upon hearing the question. "I know everything," she repli
Zoey POV I couldn't believe what I just heard. Would Wendy really want us to ask help from Zita? "Hey Wendy, think this through," I asked her. The question didn't have much impact on her, with the way she behaved. She was less concerned about my problems, like our problems were not the same. If we didn't go for the annual Vampires Meeting, we would be haunted. It's been probably just months since I left but a hundred and two years here. "Come on Wendy, are you telling me to ask help from my sister? My twin sister?" She shook her head at the words 'twin sister'. Of course, what did they mean? They didn't have anything to do with this issue. But they did. My twin sister Zita was one of the people against me leaving the Vampire world. Though she was not born a full vampire, she abandoned her vampiric soul and went on to do magic and become a fae. But the process wasn't easy. As much as she never wanted to leave our former world, she also didn't want bloodshed, though she cou
Zoey POV "What the hell are you saying? Are you crazy?" I asked, not being able to put up any longer what she was saying now. What the hell exactly was she talking about? "I am saying it firmly, Zoey, I repeat that you are the one with the book. Come on, where is it?" She asked, nudging her head forward. "Are you sick? Do you mean that I have been living for one hundred and two years, and I don't know of a book? Reason this!" I tried to convince her. Her now psychic-like behavior was becoming too much and I couldn't put up with all of it. "That makes sense," she affirmed, with her lips curling into a state of thorough thinking. "Do you know what you are saying, Wen?" "I do. Exactly, that's what it practically is. Either you or…" She paused, with her mouth going open. "Wait, or…?" I asked, nudging my head forward. She didn't reply to me. She couldn't even look me in the face. It seemed she was probably bringing a new mad idea, what the hell was that now? "Don't tell me if it's
Zoey POV I threw the ashes of the cigars to the ground. Throwing the stick away, I signaled to Wendy if she had another one. "None," she replied, giving a confused look, perhaps bemused at my thirst for throat-burners. "You should have brought a handful," I told her, walking to the door. "Why Zoey, what's wrong with you?" She asked, giving me a suspicious look. "And what's that stare on your face?" I asked her, suspecting that something was going on in her mind. "I mean, when I used to smoke this, it was to feel warm on the inside…" "Don't lie to me Wendy, here's hot." "I said I used to smoke that for a cold, but now, I use it to erase all my pain." "What pain, Wendy, you can tell me," I said, giving a concerned look. Something was definitely going on on the inside of her. I could tell that she wasn't so happy with the way her life had turned out. "Wen, are you sober of being in this world? Not being able to live freely, always in the shadows. Trying not to be discovered t
Zoey POV Thank goodness I had a special ability to travel with some stuff on me. I reached Caroline's house. I rushed into the house, and went straight to Caroline's room. I sat down, and arranged the bag near the cabinet. "Here already?" A voice asked from outside the room. I walked to the door and took a peek at who it was. Just thin air. What was that voice? Maybe nothing, I shrugged. Just imagining things, I thought. I took steps backwards, and turned, before seeing the shocking look on Wendy. "Wendy! Why did you do that?" I asked, shocked at the way she came behind me. "I told you. I can make you miserable," she teased. "Shit. You have a bag with you? How did you get your stuff, and where did you get it from?" "Your problem. I mean, mine." "So now, what next?" I asked. A quick smile brushed her lips. "Off we go… and to Zita," she said, smiling widely. Her words bore ecstasy, like she was very happy to go, to go to a place that I didn't want to go. In a wick of an incen
Zita POV The look on Zoey's and Wendy's face was baseless, utterly emotionless. I could not believe what they were telling me, and why they were telling me so. "What do you mean?" I asked, breaking the silence that romanced the room. "I mean, Zita, that book, I know you have it with you, just help us with it," Wendy affirmed. Zoey didn't want to say a word. Maybe she wouldn't have said it better, but what ran through my entire body was a feeling of confusion, definite bemusement, and total perplexity. Pretty unsure was what I was. "Why do we need that book? I mean, what do we need it for?" I asked, scratching my head. They kept silent after hearing the question, maybe thinking of what they would answer. What did they need to answer exactly? They knew why they were here, so why would they think of what to answer? "Uhm. We have to use it for something," Zoey finally mouthed out. Her words put me in a deeper state of confusion. "What exactly? What do we need that book for?" "D
Zoey POV "Don't give me that look, Zita. Who is it that you are staring at like that?" I asked, trying to exempt myself from the whole situation. "Come on, Zoey, don't be a coward, do not say you're going back," Wendy said, beginning to get suspicious of what I was doing. It was written all over their faces. And what was it? It was doubt. Strong doubt and suspicion. "I thought you were determined to get the book? If you don't want to get it, you can leave," Zita said, with a sad look on her face. I thought of what to do. If I went on to search for the book, I didn't know where I was dipping my head into, and if I left, I think I would be safer. "Can I? Go back?" "Well, you can, if only you can," Zita said. "Do you even know where you are?" She asked, with raised eyebrows. "I don't," I said, finally looking around at where I was. Of course, I wasn't used to dark realms like this, the last one I passed being when we crossed the worlds. "This is the Realm of Celibate Death," s
Zoey POV Anguish. Pain. Pure anguish. Something that felt like it would never end. Something that gets your heart so destroyed. Something that feels like destiny. The destructive pain I felt was something that I could not withstand. Everything seemed so hot. Like the breeze that journeyed from a far coast never reached my side. If only I could live longer, cause I felt I might die now. The pain is unbearable. No power in me could fight this pain. It felt so destructive. As I had my soul caged in the prison of the coven, I watched as my coven members dined with blood and flesh. Everything seemed so blurry, I couldn't clearly picture what was going on in front of me. Where was Wendy? She was nowhere to be found. I didn't know how she was kept. But as for me, I was locked in this damn cell. None of my senses played a role, and every neuron in my brain seemed dead. I feel like I was not living, like I was dead, like my soul was destroyed. The cell I was put in contained nothi
Writer's POV Some days later, the Salvador family was having lunch at the dining room with Rylan seated next to his girlfriend, Kathrina and Caroline and Zita. Madlyn had invited them to come over to have lunch with them. They made jokes and chatted while having lunch round the table and Kathrina felt really happy. After dinner, Kathrina walked out with Rylan, his hand locked with hers, both walking behind Caroline and Zita."Guys, I'm leaving tonight," Zita said when they stepped on the lawn and they gave her a shocking expression."Why?" Kathrina asked."Hey, we never spoke about that," Caroline said, feigning annoyance. "Well, it's because…I've got no reason to stay back anymore. I could return to where I came from and carry on living my normal life.""You want to leave, for real?" Rylan asked in disbelief. "I remember you changing your mind a couple of times before.""I'm serious this time, Rylan. I'm leaving…""You're not leaving," a familiar voice said and they turned to see
Kathrina POVEverything has been peaceful since Zoey's death. My life had changed. I live a good life with my family. I've got my best friend, Lita, back and I have gotten new friends I'll keep forever, they are Caroline and Zita. I just wish Zita gets to spend more time with us.On a sunny morning, Rylan and I followed Mrs Fox's car behind then stopped at the town's entrance gate. She was leaving Laketown for good. I had no idea that she stayed back for two months after she got to know who I really was and about the demise of her daughter Lexie. I had got a call from her yesterday which made me so happy and I had told Rylan to follow me so we helped her pack her things and see her off at the entrance gate.When Rylan pulled over by the road behind her car, we got out and walked up to her leaning on her car."You know, I am happy I stayed for sometime. I was able to experience inner peace and happiness more than I had expected. Kathrina, I'm happy I got to know you and you made me be
Zita POVAfter Kathrina left that morning, I saw a big disappointment on Hayden's face. I don't know why but I felt pity for him. I couldn't help it but followed him to his place a few days later when I went to see Kathrina in their college.He happened to catch me and invited me into his house for a cup of tea."I wasn't expecting you'd follow me to my place. You're Zita, right?" He asked, u nodded as I took the cup of tea from him."Are you okay?""If you think I'm not, then you're right. I'm not going to act tough after I was rejected by my mate. It hurts. It's all my fault though.""I thought you wouldn't give up on her?""I was thinking about that too. Actually I had no intention of giving up on her before even when I knew she had hated me. But that day, when she rejected me, I saw the firmness in her gaze and knew she really had no feelings for me again. And when she took Rylan's hand and left with him, I knew I've lost her, forever.""So, what's your plans now?""Giving up. Sto
Kathrina POVThe next day, I went to Caroline's house and she said Zita was in the backyard at the river bank. I went there and saw her holding a small steel silver pot.I walked up to her and faked a cough, causing her to glance at me. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked her.She nodded and smiled. "It's still warm in here." I stared at the pot then it dawned to me what was in there. I looked up at her and she shook her head."That's Zoey's ashes?""Yeah. I was reluctant to throw it into the water. I'm happy you're here. I've gotten the strength to do what I want now."I chuckled. She opened the pot,dipped her hand into it and took a handful of ashes then threw them into the water. She did so till the pot was empty and dropped the pot in the water. We both watched the pot as it flowed on the water surface. "You know, Zoey was the only family member I had in the entire world," she said after a while. "Our parents are dead. We both left the vampire world because we didn't want to be bound t
Kathrina POV "Let's meet up tonight. Come alone and I'll spare your mother. You can send a message when you're done thinking about it. Your life in exchange for your mom's, sweetheart," Zoey said and hung up before I could say a word and I stared at them. "I'm going to meet her," I said to Caroline and quickly sent a message to Zoey, stating my agreement to her request. "Kathrina, going alone ti see Zoey is freaking risky," Caroline said. I shrugged. "I don't care…" "I'm coming with you," I heard Rylan said, almost yelling as he barged into the house. "No, Rylan. My mom's life is risk here. Zoey wants only me to come." "I knew this would happen someday. I won't let anything bad happen to either you or your mother, Kathrina." "Wait, how did you know that Kathrina had a problem?" Zita asked. "They are mates and their bond have grew stronger since something happened one certain night," I heard Caroline said to Zita in a whisper. "I felt you were in trouble, Kathrina," Rylan said
Kathrina POVSome days later, I returned home from school and while trying to make something to have for lunch, my mom got a call and I watched her go far away and answered the call. Since then, she started acting strange. Morley talked to me one day about it and he had observed that she's been getting a couple of strange calls from an unknown number. When I tried to talk to her about it, she said it's nothing.A week later, we were chatting and telling jokes in her Cafe when her mood changed to a gloom after her phone beeped and she glanced at the phone screen."Mom, are you okay?" I asked."Um, yeah. Why ask that?""You've been acting a little bit weird these days. Is there a problem?""Nah. It's just the little stress I face sometimes. You know handling the Cafe alone on some days when it's filled is not really easy peasy. But I do appreciate it when you guys do help out on the weekends, especially you, sweetheart.""Hm. But I've told you to get a sales girl. It would relieve you
Hayden POV I watched as my mate left, not wanting to accept me. I didn't know why she was so much acquainted with Rylan recently, but then, I knew that it wasn't going to be for long. It wasn't going to be for a long time before she came back to me. I knew that she wasn't going to be for long, and she was going to be mine once again. I was definitely sure of it. Kathrina's words, however, bore deep into my soul. While the fear gyrating around my core had me in place thinking for a moment that I would lose Kathy forever, I tried to shrug it off. It was like a hot dagger slicing through my skin, killing the morale and courage about the future of me and my mate, and it wouldn't stop tormenting me. He was having fun with her. My enemy. "I've told you Hayden , Kathy doesn't belong to you. She's mine, and mine alone," he said, with some vile smirk on his face. Oh how I wish Kathy could see this, then she'd know what kind of person she was looking forward to. "And what claims do you
Kathrina POVI opened my eyes a while ago, not knowing that some hours had passed. Caroline was in front of me. I looked beside me and saw Zoey. She was no longer in my body but looked just like Zita. I touched my face and Caroline walked up to me with a mirror."Congratulations," she said as I stared in awe at my face in the mirror. At last, I've gotten my face back. I'm now the real me. Kathrina. I turned to Zita after I stood up. She smiled at me. I glanced at Zoey. "What's going on with her?""She's unconscious. And she'll remain so till some time in the morning," Zita said."Thanks so much, Zita. I do appreciate what you've done for me," I said and pulled her into a hug. Then it dawned on me. I slowly turned to see Mrs Fox in front of the car. She walked up to me. "I saw it all…Kathrina," she said. She darted her eyes elsewhere and stared at her daughter's body. She walks to the body and wraps her arm around the body as she bursts into tears. I went to console her. I told her
Kathrina POVI stared blankly at him as he leaned forward to me. I was about to utter a word, to retaliate to his sudden action but I felt him pressed a button and my seat slightly went back. He did it again and chuckled when I gasped. I pulled up an irritated expression and he grabbed a bag from the back seat and placed it on my lap."What's this?""Check it out and change into it. I got some clothes ready which you could easily change into. I'm sure you've not added weight for over a year. You seemed to be on a diet when I saw you then.""Why should I change my clothes?""I'm taking you to your home. Your fake Mom might probably want to question you when she sees you in black clothes. I'm sure she has no idea that you attended your actual Dad's funeral.""She doesn't even know I've been lying and fooling her all this while." I sighed."You can simply tell her today. I know you're tired of lying to her," he said, peering into my eyes. I wondered how he could tell what I was feeling.