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Pluton’s gate.What does that supposed to mean. I looked at Asher and he was lost in thought. His eyes matched mine and instantly I know he know something. I have seen that face so many times that I already know whatever was going to come out of his mouth will not be good.“Look, I know we are supposed to go through this door but trust me, there has to be some other way. there must be.” He said, his voice desperate and rushed.“Why? What do you know about this place Asher?” I asked and he just sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration. I have never seen him so worked up before.“This is all a nightmare. Dammit. Why? Why after all this time? why?” Asher looked scared; his whole body was shaking. I was quick on my heels to get by his side.“Hey.” I tried to rub his back. try to comfort him. he looked as if he had seen a ghost. I hugged him.“Emmy this gate. This leads us to the land of the death. There’s nothing out there except for darkness. That’s what she showed me Esma. That witc
Esma’s pov“Ouch!” I groaned as I tried to move my leg. We fell from what I supposed to be the sky now. we truly are in hell, I guess.I looked up from where we fell and it was nothing. There was not a sky, nothing but just darkness. dark enough to find it hard to see and light enough to see our surroundings.My healing was not that fast as it was used to be. Maybe it was one of the disadvantages of coming to the world of undead. Although there was a light scratch, it was surely healing slowly if not like normal.First thought of mine was if the watch was okay. I quickly checked it under my pocket and sighed in relief. It was intact.“Phew.” Close call.“Asher?” I finally turned to see Asher and he was also injured. In the last moment he took me in his arms and took the impact head on, protecting me. His face was bruised and his hand was broken at least from three sides. I gasped.“What were you trying to be? fucking superman?” I growled and he just smiled apologetically.“I will be he
Esma’s povI silently saw the boatman disappearing in front of my eyes. The fog was thickening and the air was getting cold by every second we were breathing in this air.My alpha genes were helping me to endure the harsh environment but I don’t know for how long I will be able to walk.Asher was on my side and he was not saying a word but his eyes were stuck on the cloth that man gave me a while ago. I know he wants me to see it.I unfolded the cloth and both of our eyes widened. It was a map. A map was drawn on the cloth. I could see the river at one side and then there were rocks drawn at the north direction.Then there was a big red cross on the other side of the rocks. I passed it to Asher and he scanned it before pursing his lips in silence. he knows we don’t have any choice but to follow this map.“Look.” Asher pointed towards the rocky mountains at my right and a smile plastered on my face before it vanishes as quickly as it came.“The rocks look exactly the same.” I trailed of
Orpheus is said to be the son of the god Apollo, a son of Zeus, and the muse Calliope, a daughter of Zeus. He is from Thrace. When he is young, his father gives him a stringed instrument called a lyre, and Orpheus turns out to be such a gifted musician that no mortal can resist the sound of his music. His gift seems to be divine. In fact, his voice and playing are so beautiful that not even an immortal can resist his music, and even trees are said to move themselves in order to come closer to him while he plays.It was no doubt that he was on the par of the gods when it comes to the music. Even the gods couldn’t match the Orpheus.People gather from near and far to listen to Orpheus play and sing, and one day, a beautiful wood nymph named Eurydice was a member of the audience.The two fall in love at first sight, and soon they cannot bear to be apart. Their wedding was a lovely one, but the god of marriage, Hymenaeus, delivers an ominous warning that their happy union will not last.O
Esma’s pov“This is not underworld. I mean it is, in most sorts than others. but it is not a real place.” Orpheus said looking at the ground.Three of us were sitting on the rock in a circle. Me and Asher were waiting for him to speak.After he told us about the location of the necklace, there was a feeling of relief and distress. The necklace was worn by the queen of the underworld.Last time I checked, it was Hecate. And I don’t have a very good relation with her.Last time I talked to her was when she come to me in that dungeon. She saved me and disappeared. I don’t know if it was all according to her plan or what? She helped me for no reason.Gods have a different way to do things. They do everything mysteriously. Nobody knows what they are up to. I have my fair share of meetings with these gods and one thing I have come to realise is that, never cross paths with a god.It is us. The mortals. Who are always on the shorter side of the stick at the end.“This is made by the Hades. Th
Esma’s pov“Hey guys. I guess I saw the garden of death.” I said as I spotted the small field of dandelions on the outskirts of the mountains.The air was thick and cold and I could easily see the petals flowing in the air as the winds passed by us.The Elysian fields, it was initially separated from the underworld- that is the realm of Hades. Only mortals related to the gods and other heroes could be admitted past the river Styx. Those chosen by the gods, thew righteous, the heroic. They would remain at the Elysian fields after death, to live a blessed, happy life after their death.But why looking at front of me gave me the wrong impression. It is not a place for someone to live as happily after they after they are passed on.We started walking down the path, the three of us followed the trail of the dead dandelions. it didn’t take us much long time before we could easily see some houses, but we still couldn’t see a soul.The air was chilly. Asher was by my side and Orpheus was silen
Asher’s pov“Asher?” dammit. Why now? I swear gods were playing games with me.I don’t want to look back. I remembered what Lilith told us. I remembered it was not her voice.“Asher!?” dammit. “I am going to regret it.” I mumbled and closed my eyes before turning back.I opened my eyes when I didn’t hear anything. I blinked twice and I swear my mouth turned dry. I feel like I was kicked in the gut and my stomach churned. My brain was on the constant loop, stuck on only two words.“Why this?”“What is this place? It doesn’t look like underworld.” I heard Orpheus’s voice. he quickly walked towards me and looked around.I raised my one eyebrow and folded my hands. he looked everywhere but towards me. he looked guilty and bowed his head.“What did you see?” I asked. Now that I have made the same mistake in impulse, I can’t blame him. He was crying, looking at something in the air.He bit his lower lip and looked at his feet before looking at me and I see his eyes and the sadness they hold
Asher’s pov“Sibel.” I said and realized the word was out of my mouth before I even think of it.I saw the white shadow slowly transforming in the figure in front of us. Orpheus was quick to be on my side. we don’t know whether Esma was here or not. Or we were only seeing some kind of illusion. It was definitely an illusion.But it all feels like real.The shadow was slowly taking shape of a person and I don’t have to second guess who it was.Sibel. The only word I thought I had forgotten long ago but it was only deep buried deep inside my heart, aching, scaring.The mist slowly started to gather again and we looked at the figure materializing in front of us.“Who is she?” Orpheus asked although he knows the answer.“She is the ghost of my past. The one I wish I had never had.” She turned back to the same girl I last saw her and my chest started hurting, my heart feel like it could explode any second.I remembered her face, her voice, how the wind brushed past her cheeks and hair and h
Esma’s pov“Do you happen to recognize it? hohoho, you have pretty sharp eyes for a warrior.” He said.He looked at us, eyeing our reactions, he doesn’t know our identities yet.“Well, but it doesn’t mean that we won’t sell information so there’s no need to be disappointed.” I raised my eyebrows.“if you promise me that you have no ulterior motives in trying to figure out the location of the head of the enlightened one and pay for that information, I will tell you.” he said And smiled evilly.As if proving his words right we heard many footsteps outside the room.“We are surrounded, judging from their sounds, there seems to be thirty of them.” August said. Mr. M walked towards Dumeny.“Dumeny Ross. I heard you returned recently to the lawless city of slab. You were the hired assassin worked as a lone wolf (It’s a metaphor for someone who works alone). I heard you left your past life behind and joined your family business.”“And…” the guy named Mr. M walked towards me and August.“I am
Esma’s pov There are seven continents in the world. separated by sea, ocean and mountains. Among them, there are countless factions and small packs.However, there are four heavenly packs who guides and governs them and are literally called themselves the powerhouses.The blue moon pack governed by us in the south. My father and his ancestors were the one who settled themselves hundreds of years ago and established themselves as one of the powerhouses.Then there’s Black claw pack in the north, the most ancient and the most powerful pack, rich in diversity and resources from the very start.To the west, the unorthodox faction of Rogues which are not governed by the laws of the packs and are referred as barbarians. They long lost their sanity and ability to change themselves back to humans.And lastly, there is the Mountain keepers in the east. It is the pack of Dumeny.The world of werewolves have been divided among these four great forces for hundreds of years and the border are
Esma’s povMe and August soon leave the house. we have been working nonstop since we have come together to maintain the stability within our pack. if it was not for the alpha blood and both of us the wolves in our pack would have gone rogue.It was pure luck that we both were present in the pack at the same time, if not, I couldn’t dare to think what would happen to my people.I mind linked Asher when I was done with organising my pack. Asher appeared before me in no time.“You called?” he said no beating around the bush with him.I sighed and told him everything we discussed with Dumeny.He listened to everything in silence.“I have heard about this city. If Diana is there, it won’t be easy to get her out.” he said and I hummed. I already know about it. To rescue a witch from the city of the witch hunters.“We will think of something.” I said although I was assuring myself.“What are your orders for me?” he said. “I will follow to hell although we just came back from there.” he said a
Esma’s pov“You are certain they will be there.” I nodded and look him into the eyes.“Then, let’s get those bastards for what they have to done to us.” Dumeny growled.I clutched August’s hand in mine as I said yes too.“I have a plan.” Dumeny said in the end.“What kind of plan?” I asked looking at his face. now that I notice him, he have grown a quite in the few days since I saw him. his eyes, they were no longer belong to a carefree man whom I once used to know.They have a serious sense of duty and responsibility. Plus, I don’t know I have a ere feeling coming from his side, I don’t know how to put it in words, but he has changed a lot.In terms of power, he was already in par with an alpha. He might be powerful than his father.I rarely find myself getting out unscathed if fought against him. he has grown rapidly since last time I saw him.“We have to attack them simultaneously. Just like they did. We have to make them think and divert their attention on someone or something and
Esma’s pov“Hey Dumeny. Long time no see.” I said as I saw him standing in the middle of the hall in my house.Last time I saw him, it was the alpha’s meeting and after that I was kidnapped by Ravenna and the witches.I never heard from him after that. Hell, I didn’t saw him after that.“Same for me.” he said and out of sudden he rushed towards me and pulled me in his arms.“I am sorry you have to go through this all by your own.” he said and hugged me tightly. I can tell he was genuinely concerned for me and I hugged him back. I really missed a friend.We ended the hug and he sit in the other side of the table.August soon returns with the beer cans and I rolled my eyes.My brother knows me best. He reads my mind. He passed me the can which I took happily. He sat beside me and we just enjoyed our beers for a while.“Look Emmy. I know this is not the right time for me to ask, but you can please tell me about the day you were kidnapped?” Dumeny breaks the silence and I looked at August
Reed’s povI just stand there as Andrew was in hurry to look after Ravenna. I have never seen this man caring about anyone except for his mate and of course his children. But I was also his son. the son whom he sent assassins to take care of.The son who lost his mother, and for what reason? Because his mate come to know about the existence of his affair?“Call the doctor, will you?” he shouted at me and I sighed.“We are in the abandoned land of mine, in the middle of nowhere, the city is three hours from here and I have already called for the doctor. But he won’t be here before the morning.” I said and he just look disdain.The weather is fucked up and all the roads are closed. How much one could try, the doctor would only come by morning.“That fucking bastard. I swear I will kill him with my own hands.” he cursed out aloud and suddenly my chest hurts.This man right here, was concern for someone totally stranger to him, he was concerned for the witch and was cursing out a god? Th
Reed’s povI stared at the moon. I was the wolf who was chasing the moon. I was nothing but a shadow casted by the moon. A shadow only able to come in presence of the source of light.To me the moon has always been the light I was chasing.“Lost in thoughts?” I didn’t want to look back to know whose voice it was. I clenched my jaw tightly as I keep on staring in front of me.Andrew walked inside the room and I heard his footsteps coming closer to me. my whole body tensed up. My heart started to beat faster. Out of fear? Out of surprise? Out of idea of fighting?I don’t know the reason. Maybe all three of them. Never in my life I have ever been able to win against Andrew, my father. Yes, I killed him. I killed him with my own hands and if granted the same opportunity twice, I will not waste a single breath before killing him again.I know he hates me. I hate him too.Suddenly, the sound of the chafing of his shoes stopped and I sighed and finally turned back to look at him.The face of
Esma’s povRavenna’s words kept ringing in my head like an old stuck cassette.“Because you still have some unfinished business.”I didn’t believe what I just saw. I mean I know Ravenna was up to something. I know she was powerful. She was crazy enough to fight us but I never thought for a second, she could bring someone dead back alive and that to Reed’s father. Seriously? Reed’s father for suck’s sake? He was the royalty.He was the direct descendant of the king Lycan. He was supposed to be dead. he was killed by Reed. And the witches. He was known as the most powerful alpha of his pack around the world. he was the epitome of power and royalty. And he was bought back to life by sacrificing witch’s bodies.No wonder we didn’t find a trace of them. they were killed by our Pack but to offer their bodies as a sacrifice in order to bring back Andrew? What Ravenna was thinking?And where is Reed fits into all that. why kidnapped him? I finally looked in front of me and found Damien sitting
Esma’s pov“Child of the moon. You have faced countless hurdles across your way but you didn’t waver.” “You have a soul of a warrior and an unwavering spirit. You will the key to open his heart, his darkness.”“I surely Hope, because hope is what makes us more human. You have my blessing Esma Rockwood.” I gasped and opened my eyes.“What was that?” I was sure it was the voice of Amara. I could still hear her voice in the back of my head. or was I just hallucinating. It was a dream.I was in the complete darkness, there was nothing but dark and then there was that voice peering through the darkness. making its way.Hope. Isn’t it a strange word.The dawn breaks out as I yawned and looked out the window in front of my room. Asher was still fast asleep; I could hear his heartbeat across the door. Asher was given the next room beside me.He must be tired as hell. I was tired too but whenever I closed my eyes, the silver-grey eyes of Amara popped up in front of me. Her eyes drawing me, pe