“Aidan got an invitation?” I scoffed, murmuring quietly to myself.
Judging from the look on Mom’s face, she was fully convinced I was losing my mind. Quickly, the anger in her eyes softened to what looked like pity.
“I know it’s hard, Rachel. I can’t imagine being away from my mate, knowing he’s in danger, but you know how badly Aidan wanted this.” Mom’s voice was soft, but her tone did nothing to lessen the blow.
‘Mate? She said mate. Why did she say mate?’ Rayna demanded, both of our panicked thoughts mixing into one big mess.
‘He’s not our mate. At least, not that we know of.’ I replied, shaking my head. ‘We never got the chance to touch him after my birthday. The Rachel in this reality, that’s his mate.’
‘This proves nothing.’ Rayna insisted, her voice full of conviction. ‘Just because he’s our mate in this reality, that
Trigger Warning - This Chapter Contains Dark Content.The air inside was cold, reeking with the scent of dust and mold. It seemed this house had long ago lost whatever life resided within it. White sheets were draped over the furniture, reminding me of one of the many horror movies Aidan and I had watched over the years. I tried and failed to suppress my shiver at the dimly lit house.‘This is going to take forever.’ Rayna groaned, ‘Do you see how big this place is?’‘Not if we look in the right spots.’ I tried to remain optimistic, ‘Now, where would you put a crystal necklace that also serves as a weird clock key?’‘Not under any of these sheets.’ Rayna shuddered, ‘Probably a jewelry box, desk, or dresser of some kind.’‘Alright, then let’s start over here.’ I suggested, my eyes attracted to an old antique side table.There was no foyer in this estate,
“Everyone has secrets, Rachel; and no one, not even your friends, are what they seem.”Camille’s voice sounded from behind me, and I whipped around with a look of absolute guilt on my face. That guilt was squashed the moment I took in her expression. That gentle face that once held a delicate innocence had been wiped away. Her once soft eyes were now hard, and…empty. I had never noticed it before, the lack of light within her gaze; like she was a shell, nothing more.“Are—are you real?” I found myself asking, wondering if she were just a figment of Castle Mist.Her slim lips turned up in a cat-like grin, one that set my teeth on edge and made my blood run cold. I had once thought Liliana was cold and unfeeling, but I had been so very wrong. Liliana was a wealthy, stuck-up woman; but she was not unfeeling. She had compassion, no matter how she chose to express it. This…this was the truth of Camille. There was a bi
I stepped out into the hallway but was quickly barreled into. From scent alone, I knew it was Helena. The Game Master had kept to his word even though he could’ve twisted my request in many ways. Even though my heart felt heavy from the price I had paid, I knew it was worth it.Unshed tears burned in my eyes, and I wrapped my arms around Helena’s soft form. I could hear her shaky breaths, and I could hear the rapid pattering of her heart.I shoved the grief I felt down deep, smothering it until I could no longer hear its nagging voice. I had been so deluded, so clouded by my own distaste that I hadn’t appreciated the place
I made it all of ten steps down the hallway before my nerves began to ache and groan. They had been rubbed raw during my time in Castle Mist, and I couldn’t shake the mind-numbingly cold feeling that something more might happen. With clenched teeth, I spun on my heel and immediately halted.What the hell? I wasn’t sure why I still had expectations when it came to Castle Mist. Clearly nothing here worked within the fragile boundaries of logic and reason.I faced what looked to be a blank wall, solid and sturdy. There wasn’t even a glimmer of the golden rope that had once blocked this corridor. I could no longer see the foyer and the ornate front door.‘Looks like there’s no turning back.’ Rayna grimaced, skillfully hiding the unease we both felt.For once, I was incredibly thankful for my wolf. I couldn’t count the number of times Rayna had gotten on my nerves, never once failing to give me a piece of her mind. I h
‘Putrid and rancid, it devours the weak.Living in all of us until it finds what it seeks.Consume and decay, devour and feast.To uncover the truth, you must tangle with the beast.Kind and pure, its compassion knows no bounds.Fierce and strong, you quake when it sounds.Given a choice, one you must choose.One you will gain, the other you lose.Choose wisely, dear friend, for there is a cost.To dance with the beasts is to recover what was lost.’I analyzed the words over and over again, stuck in this room with nothing better to do. I was hyper aware of the scratching against the thick doors that separated me from whatever had a hold of Abel. As I glanced back at those doors, I finally noticed the design painted and etched into the stone.The two bulls that adorned the wall, they were also on the doors. Instead of glaring at one another with hatred so profound, I shuddered; they were locked i
“It’s you.” I groaned weakly, the stickiness of my own blood coating my lips and cheeks.Through my quickly fading vision, I could see the numerous gashes that marred my skin. A few sliced open the shirt I was wearing, making it look as though I had been attacked by a weed wacker. Some were worse than others, showing puckered skin and muscle.My stomach rolled at the sight and I forced my gaze back to those navy-blue eyes. The man who had those eyes was unassuming, as normal as anyone else. He had to have been in his fifties, with a slight spattering of salt and pepper hair. His trimmed beard matched the color of his hair, but it was his eyes that stood out. Now that I knew who those eyes belonged to, I knew I’d never miss them again.This close, I could see the depth of color in those eyes. It wasn’t just a single shade. That navy blue held clouds of plum, with a black ring around the outside. They reminded me of a night sky,
You know how you stay up studying for a test, only to forget everything you learned while actually taking the test? That was how I felt talking to the Game Master. Once he vanished from the room with a strange shimmer, I could think of a million and one questions better suited than the ones I had asked.Great, so I knew I needed a replica of my own necklace, at the estate in this reality. I could’ve asked where it was, but I didn’t. Instead, I received a half-assed answer about the ‘ancient ones’.‘We’re still breaking into the library’s restricted section with Helena. Who knows what we might find?’ My wolf reminded me, which did help curb some of my frustration.I left the hospital nearly an hour later. I had to say, Dr. Nathanial was very thorough, checking me over nearly a dozen times to make sure I didn’t have any adverse reaction to the magical ointment. While I’m sure the emotional trauma will lin
“Well, this is terrifying.” I hissed quietly, flinching when my voice bounced off the walls anyway.“If I had known it was like this—” Helena whispered, but her words fizzled out.“That would only make me want to go more.” I countered, trying and failing to lighten the mood.We were walking down the stairs, towards the basement of the library. It seemed basement in the Iridescence Pack meant tunnels hundreds of feet beneath the earth.I stayed at the front, whilst Helena watched our backs. Helena had fished one of those jumbo glow-sticks out of her book bag, the crisp snap echoing down the stairs.I’m not sure what was more terrifying; becoming a part of the never-ending darkness, or becoming the only source of light within that darkness. My stomach twisted into knots, forming faces and glowing eyes within the darkness. As hard as I strained my ears, I could hear nothing more than our feet scuffing ag