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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 povI closed my eyes and remembered the words of Lilith told me before sending us to this place.“No matter how tempting the voices, don’t look back.”“Kitten? Emmy?” I heard his voice breaking down, almost on the verge of crying and something inside of breaks as I heard my name.I clenched my fists and shake my head, closing my eyes. my wolf howled in pain although she knows it wasn’t him.Every fibre in my body was pushing my body to turn back to look at the owner of the voice, to look at our mate. to see him only once.I bit my lip as my wolf was howling inside of me, trying to get free of my hold, too see if it was her mate. she was suffering more than me.Curiosity get the better of me and I sighed before turning in the direction of the voice. I heard the voices laughing in the background as I saw the mist covering the whole area, engulfing anything and everything.I closed my eyes as the winds started to blow very Fastly. I don’t know what was happening, I tried to mind li
Asher’s povI opened my eyes to see the old house and I gulped loudly as I vaguely remembers the small hut. It was the same hut I visited with alpha.Hut of the witch, Hecate.Hecate, the trivia, the goddess, the most powerful witch and the god of the cosmos. She was the first to bestow her power to the witches. She granted these powers to humankind and later they were known as witches.She is the wife of the Hades and together she rule the underworld.“And she had a huge three head dog to guard this place.” Orpheus commented from behind as if reading my thoughts. I turned my neck to look at his face.“Its name is Cerberus.” I have read stories and seen movies if the tri-headed beast. He was something which is supposed to guard this place. We can’t defeat it if we ever have an encounter with it.We are just lowly wolves in front of it.“Don’t you think we are already late to talk about it. if there was a beast like that in the underworld, how come we are still alive after we stepped fo
Esma’s povWe looked in each other eyes and I smiled.“What.” I shake my head. “Nothing. I am just too happy.” He kissed me.“Me too darling. Me too.” He whispered in my ear.Next sceneI lie on our tartan picnic blanket and gaze up at the clear, blue, summer sky, my view framed by meadow flowers and tall green grasses. The heat of the afternoon summer sun warms my skin, my bones and my belly, and I relax, my body turning to Jell-O. This is comfortable. Hell no . . . this is wonderful. I savour the moment, a moment of peace, a moment of pure and utter contentment.Reed kissed me out of my thought and I reciprocated. I kissed her with the same passion and I hugged him.We were laying in the grass, me and him. I loved him, I loved every part of him. I looked at his face, his ocean blue eyes, his thick eyelashes and God his mouth whenever he says anything.“I wish the time just stop.” I mumbled and closed my eyes.“Emmy? Emmy?” I heard someone calling me out suddenly. The voice was in the
Esma’s povHecate, the goddess of the underworld, the most powerful one, the ancient one, trivia, goddess who introduced witchcraft to humans, and now just she offered me tea, I don’t know if I should be glad or just wait for my luck to run out. it usually the other way around.“Tell me something my dear child…” Hecate speaks as she passed me the cup, “What is it you desire?” she said and I saw the ominous look on her face, I don’t know if she was angry or I was just intimidated by her aura. Or is it my body who just immediately summits to her voice.Hecate, she wore a simple black robe, her hair were jet black, a beautiful shade of black with brown mixed with it. her eyes were filled with the mysteries we couldn’t fathom and her aura was that of divine.She looked so much like Moona. I remembered what I read in the book, her history and Moona and how Selene was her sister too. I remembered the book I got from Damien and how he helped me in directly. If not for that book I would never
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
Esma’s povMy mouth fell open as I laid my eyes on yet another beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. It all started with Diana, the witch. She was the perfect epitome of true beauty. Perfect black hair, purple blue eyes and the fair skin, people could die for.Or that I used to think until I saw Ravenna. And then I met Hecate and boom, I was smitten by her beauty. I was awe-struck. Then came the moon goddess and Roxy and hell even Damien.Now I don’t know if I should add another entry in the Miss beauty contest. Amara. I mean who named these people? Ravenna, Amara, Diana? They sound like fucking aristocrats and I am just a lowly humble peasant.Amara just hugged Damien. Although I don’t know if I could call it a hug or not, she and him were embracing each other for another long minute.It didn’t take me long enough to know what Amara meant to Damien. Amara pulled away from him and looked at his face, then her surroundings.“Where are we?” she asked.Damien looked flustered for t
He started walking towards the other door, opposite from the one we came from.“Follow me.” he ordered and we didn’t even want to ask where he was taking us.We followed him silently into the darkness.He walked in front of us. Damien. The god of chaos. All the good things and worse, all die with him whenever he put his eyes on them. For some reason I don’t know, although his back was huge and straight, I don’t know but he looked like he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.There was an immerse sadness in his eyes and anger. Anger which could consume everything within.I want to ask him. I want to know. Why does the man who is one of the great gods of this world. Who defeated the unrivalled within the blink of an eye look so small and pitiful?The smell of a beast exudes from his soul, the smell of blood, oil and steel as well as violence and pent-up anger. The colour of hatred. In deep whirlpool of numerous emotions. Within that lies immense sadness…He finally stopped in fro
Esma’s pov“Here I go.” I said to myself as Lilith opened the door for us. I have been face to face with two primordial gods in last twenty four hours and Make it alive own my own.The door make a loud unpleasant noise as it makes the way for us. The room was same, dark and cold.Me and Asher, we walked inside, I could feel mine and Asher’s heartbeat quickened as we entered the room. We have been asked to bought the necklace from the place we never thought we could enter yet survive.The odds were not in our favour. The stakes were high. We were dealing with something we didn’t have any clue about. I turned my face to look at Asher. He smiled assuringly saying he is there for me. Just like he has always been.The inside of the room was completely different from the other rooms and the hallway in architecture. It was old, huge and gives off different vibe, just like Alfred Hitchcock movies.The torches that hung on the wall suddenly start to light up one by one. I watch in surprise as t