I opened my mouth to speak but was thankfully interrupted by Jason walking into the room. I let out a silent sigh of relief as their attention turned to him instead. I flushed slightly as the events of the evening played in my head like a film, especially with his brothers sitting so close to me. I knew Jason wouldn't give two shots about what they thought, it was still embarrassing all the same. Secretly, I wondered when the three of us would finally do the deed together with me. I looked up with a slight smile, turning to him. When I saw that his expression was once again set in his usual disinterested one. Appearing like he was angry with the whole world. My smile dropped and got replaced with a frown, wondering what went wrong this time."What the fuck do you think you're doing? How can you be watching a fucking movie right now?!" He gritted out angrily. I looked up at him again, confused by his sudden change of expression. Was this the man who opened up to me this evening? H
I saw red. This fucking asshole! I had completely forgotten that the battle is tonight!He had acted like everything was alright, sending me false illusions like there isn't a looming war over our neck later on today. They all did.The fact that he didn't even seem in the least bit remorseful about it triggered me a lot. There was going to be a bloodbath in a few hours from now and he didn't even deem it fit to inform me before he fuck me? My magical energy has improved a lot this past week and my mana reserve was practically overflowing with waves from my body. I knew they could feel it. Still, he didn't feel the need to tell me about the war!Shit, all week I've been practicing mediocre spells in order to boost my energy, thinking I had enough time to prepare for the war, for fucks sake!"You!" I ground my teeth, stomping over to Jason and jabbing an accusing finger to his chest. "Why did you keep this from me? You have all the time in the world today, yet you kept it from me! Why
Tears ran down my face as I ran into the woods. I angrily wiped my face, willing myself to stop crying, but my emotions were sent into a frenzy that I was unable to control. As much as I didn't want to let myself cry this much, I really didn't. It's just that Jason's words hit so close to home, my past memories flooding my mind at will. He triggered the darkest part of my soul that I wanted to keep locked down. With my newly developed powers, I had discovered a small sense of happiness, wallowing in it, doing everything and anything to keep it from going back into that dormant state again. Yet, no matter how I tried to do my best, no matter what I did, I wasn't needed.I was useless, just a waste of space, wielding unnecessary powers. And that hurt. I had voices in me, telling me that and hearing Jason confirm it...it just broke me.Panting hard, I stopped. Crumbling onto the ground and sobbing hard. I gripped the grass underneath me, drawing out the energy, and with a loud scream, I
Instead of going back to the mansion or going far away from the battle, I had a determined look on my face as I ran towards the battlefield in a flurry, the cacophony of noises bleeding through her ears."Get back!" I screamed out into the ash filled air. Gilda, looked over to the noise, making out the form of my form as I was currently crouching onto the floor, my fingers digging into the dirt. "Cassandra?" Gilda frowned, lowering her defenses and a Vampire took that as a cue to attack her. Gilda caught on immediately with her fast reflexes, holding him off with her claw as the vampire screeched at her. Using her core strength, she pushed him back and reached into her back pocket, grabbing a stake and plunged into it, watching as the screeching vampire turned to dust."Cassandra! What are you—" she was silenced by a warning yell from me. "Don't come any closer! Tell the Lycans to move away from me, just trust me!" I yelled, trying to keep a handle on the power that was trying to es
The battle was fierce, and the field around us was decorated with blood, sweat, and fire.I kept the rain of fire, pouring down onto the Vampires, never letting up for one bit. I controlled the battle now and I needed them to realize that. The other vampires snapped out of their stupor, proceeding to charge at me and the other Lycans. I made sure to keep my distance from them, not wanting to accidentally hurt any Lycan. I wanted to pour out my rage and energy on the people who actually deserve it.I honestly felt in my element here. I've never fought in a war before, due to my lack of powers. Right now, I felt like I was on top of the world. I drew energy from nature, drawing and releasing it and then coming back to me again.It was a freeing sensation like I was one with nature. And there was no limit to my powers which made it all the more liberating.I've never felt so powerful in my life, with so much energy coming from the battleground where I could tap out from. I really hope
“JAKE!” I screamed, rushing towards the limp body that lay on the ground.I ran across the field, stumbling multiple times over the heap of Lycans and Vampire bodies that were yet to disintegrate. My heart thumped rapidly in my chest.If something happens to him, I won't be able to forgive myself.The expression on his face before he slumped replayed in my head multiple times. It was full of hurt, confusion, and fear...it was terrifying. Memories flashed through my mind. Jake's dazzling smile whenever he brings me a spell book, the way his face lights up whenever he talks about books and poems...I can't… I can't let anything happen to him.I have to figure out a spell that would help him, anything!If he dies, I don't know what I would do.The moment I drew nearer to him, I felt a hand pull me into the darkness with a tug. I let out a yelp, struggling to get released, but the person's vice grip was extremely strong and hard to break through. I squinted through the dark, barely maki
“Ever since you came, you've caused nothing but trouble and havoc! Look what you did now! Because of your carelessness and stupidity, Jake has to suffer for them! If only you had just done what I told you and stayed put, doing nothing, we wouldn't have been in this position in the first place! You've proved yourself to be even more worthless than you were before!" My blood boiled on hearing those words spill out of Jason's lips. I glared at him, matching the same intensity as him, making sure he could feel every ounce of hatred and irritation I felt for him.Jake meant a lot to me too! Doesn't he know the guilt was eating me up alive?! Before I could speak, Jared spoke up.“Don't say that, Jason! That's a lie and you know it! Yes, she made a mistake and misfired. Accidents happen and people make mistakes. It's natural, for fucks sake! Jake means a lot to us, and I know how you feel, but now is not the time to start arguing over pointless things and focus on the present. Jake is in cr
Screw Jason. He can't tell me what to do. I want to help and use my energy in something I could perform well in. Improving Jake's health status would really make me feel happy and my guilt would be lessened significantly. I also didn't want to see him in pain and I'm feeling so horrible.He has been nothing but nice and supportive to me ever since we bonded, and I need to repay him back in any way I could.Tiptoeing past their suite, I snuck into the little healing room Jake was placed in. Opening the door, I saw him lying down with his eyes still closed. No signs of waking, even with the hours spent with the best professional healers in the territory.I tapped on the healer in the center of the room, giving him a small smile as I clenched my palms together, pleading. “Can I try my hand in healing him too? I've got some spells up my sleeves that I think would really work and help him to wake up, but I'll need some space and alone time with him," the man looked confused and wary of me
***Our honeymoon at the resort was nothing short of a paradise. It was wonderful being able to flaunt my husbands out to everyone without living in fear of what people would say anymore. There was the occasional criticism from strangers, but it’s nothing that I couldn’t handle, especially not with my six-foot and above husbands threatening to destroy anyone that antagonizes me on sight.Husbands. The title made me giggle.In a paranormal sense, they were my mates and we were bonded on a more spiritual level than what the basis of marriage was, but it made me happier to call them my husbands, especially since it’s not far from the truth either. They even went as far to give me rings, three of them, which I wore each day and alternated when I felt like it.I was genuinely happy. I loved my life now and I wished my joy would never end. We ate together each morning and went sightseeing, sometimes we would lounge on the beach, and at other times we would go to the mall to shop or to the
It’s been months since the ordeal. Exactly three months since Jake and Jared regained their consciousness and opened their eyes from the coma. I sighed, watching the ocean crash against the shore in slow, rhythmical movements, enjoying the salty sea breeze. I had my mating ritual a week ago and currently we are on our honeymoon. I wouldn’t say that life had been easy on us, reaching up to this point, but I was just grateful that finally, I had my moment of peace and love. When the two of them woke up from their week-long torpor, they were happy, albeit, some of the Lycans took this as a chance to condemn us all. Apparently, the word that the four of us were in a relationship had spread like a wildfire, though we weren’t trying to hide it after the whole event. There was a huge amount of backlash and even when we explained to them that we were mates and even threw in the Red String of Fate theory to them, most of them ignored it and chose not to believe us. It was at that moment th
“Gilda. Let’s not go into hasty decisions,” Jason started calmly as if her words didn’t affect him in the slightest. “You’re an adult and honestly I’m fine with any decision that you make and whatever you find is best for you. I will respect it nevertheless. But do not bring that child into the equation, okay? Leave your baby out of it,” he pointed to her stomach sternly, his eyes narrowed to slits.Her gaze went defensive once again. “What are you talking about—”“Like I said, I will respect your decision, but leave the baby out of it. The baby has to be born before you carry out any plans you have in mind. Because I don’t think Emery would appreciate you doing that to your child, when he was so excited to see them,” Jason said, with an air of finality in his voice. His face and voice were cold and cutting, but it was just exactly what Gilda needed. She didn’t want any pity remarks or sympathetic looks thrown her way, she needed the reality check and Jason gave it to her on a cold pl
Beep. Beep. Beep. The heart monitor beside the hospital beds beeped simultaneously, both soothing and disturbing at the same time. It pained me to see them lying motionless on the beds, but at the same time, I felt a sense of relief, just knowing that they were alive. It was good enough for me. The high-pitched electronic sound was my only hope in the dark. It was the anchor that was keeping me afloat. Without those two shrill sounds, I don’t know what I would do…It has been a week since the war. A week since we buried Dan, Emery and the rest of the people that died in the war. Surely enough, the whole community was thrown into a frenzy. Wails and tears everywhere for their loved ones and families, all the lycans were thrown into despair and devastation. I was still numb from the whole thing. I couldn’t even process that Dan and the others were gone, it all still felt imaginary, like a sick nightmare that I was ready to wake up from. To top it all off, Jake and Jared are in a coma
Jason’s words rang through my head like a siren and I stared at him in disbelief. I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe that he would say that and give me up so easily. I looked at Jared and Jake, seeing their faces contorted in pain and agony, that I could also feel from the throbbing of my heart. They were slowly dying. If they don’t get those chains off of them soon, they will die. As disappointed and hurt as I was, listening to Jason’s negotiation, I understood that it was the best alternative.Damien looked surprised, yet at the same time he looked morbidly pleased with the turn out, as if he was expecting Jason to surrender in the first place. “Well, it’s up to you Cassandra. Do you agree to be with me in return for the release of your lovers, or if you want, I could kill them all right in front of you. Choose your pick,” he grinned at me, like he was telling a joke only he knew. I was disgusted.I looked at Jason once again, my chest heavy laden and heartbroken as I tu
Jason instantly turned to the man, giving him his full attention, but I, on the other hand, was finding it hard to keep my blush down. Was Jason just about to say that he loved me? I shook my head and tried to focus on the conversation in front of me. Now wasn’t the time.“…the helicopter is here to pick you up sir,” the Lycan said and that snagged me out of the previous thoughts I was having. “Good. Tell the pilot that I’ll be there soon,” Jason ordered, dismissing the man before turning to me. My stomach churned a bit and I had an idea of what he was about to say next. “Cassandra…I know you may not like this, but I would have to ask you to sit this one out—”“No,” I folded my arms across my chest and flared up at him. I can’t believe that he would tell me something like that. He opened his mouth to insist again, but I shut him down faster than he would have liked. He frowned this time, keeping his expression stern, though I knew that he wasn’t really annoyed with me, he just wante
Damien folded his arms, looking nonchalant and unscathed in the face of the catastrophe all around him. Blood spilled and splattered everywhere, guts and internal juice as well and the smell of smoke and ash with each breath he took. He barely made moves to kill anyone, watching as his men sliced, cut down and were also cut down by their opponents.Any onlooker who was watching Damien would see and notice his calm demeanor, but on the inside, Damien was fuming. One would think that he would be happy from all the chaos caused by him and the upper hand he had against the Lycans, but they would be wrong. He was in a rageful fit.It had been hours since he arrived in the Lycan Territory and began killing his way into the heart of it all. It had also been hours since he got feedback that Cassandra wasn’t even in the Territory at the moment, that she had been long gone since, even before the war started, so there was no chance of chasing after her even if he wanted to. He had tried to pry t
“What?!” Jason growled, the sound reverberating through my bones and it was not in the soothing way I was used to. He was pissed. The veins by the sides of his temple grew prominent the angrier he got, bulging in time with the ones around his arms and muscles. On any other day, I would have taken the time to admire them, but now wasn’t the right time to. My eyes sought his pleadingly, however, he was too far gone in his anger to even see me. “Do you know how risky and dangerous it was, keeping this secret from us?! I can’t fucking believe that you knew this for so long, yet you kept it from us! What the fuck were you thinking?! Do you know if the warlock had bad intentions towards you? Or what…do you really think that you can go toe to toe with him? Cassandra, I know that you are strong, I have seen your abilities and I don’t doubt your strength in any way or form. But I’ve seen his powers first hand and I’m very sure he could overpower you if he wanted to. That’s not even the point
Swoosh. My head felt like jelly as something akin to a rush of wind passed through my brain, leaving me lightheaded. Behind my eyelids, light in circular rings passed through them like a hypnotic wave, forcing me in it, as if trapping me and truly, that’s how I felt. The bed underneath me disappeared and though I felt stable, it seemed like I was floating on air. Even Jason that was in front of me had disappeared, leaving a trail of pixel-like splatters in his place. It was confusing, yet I couldn’t break my focus.Soon, the white light was replaced with multiple films of images swirling all around me. I frowned, wondering they were and what they could mean to me, when a sudden sense of nostalgia and deja vu hit me like a truck. I realized that in these moving images all around, each of them held a picture of me or rather, a memory of me. The ones where I was happy, the moments when I was sad, ones when I was angry, each of them were all inarguably me. It was bizarre, but then everyt