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Ember's POV:My eyes peeked open as I heard the knock on my bedroom door. My eyelids felt heavy and it was an effort to fully open my eyes.I was staring at the door, trying to open my mouth to say something but I couldn't form any words. Shortly, I heard another knock, "You in there?"It was Sophie. Once again, I tried to communicate but my throat felt parched like a barren land. Something was wrong with me. But what exactly? I couldn't tell.I resigned to the mindlink to let her know to come in. A few moments later, the door flew open and Sophie barged in, "What the hell? Why are you still in bed, Em?"At that, my gaze shifted to the wall clock. 11 am. I frowned at the realization that I had actually slept in...something that I hadn't done in years."And you missed the training. Something must be seriously wrong with you to do that." She was still in the training gear. She must have come straight here after finding me missing.I took in a deep breath and tried to get up. I groaned a
Nicholus's POV:I opened my eyes to find a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring back at me. Confused and dizzy, I pinched my eyes and blinked several times to get hold of my senses.And then I groaned when the fragments of last night came rushing into my mind.I was in my studio and what I was now staring at was actually the painting I drew last night after getting drunk. Fuck, did that mean I was truly and brutally cooked? I mean, I got high to forget about her and it seemed like she was the only one roaming around in my mind.Sighing in disappointment, I got up from the couch and walked over to the painting. On its own accord, my hand lifted and my fingers grazed the swirls of caramel flowing in those eyes.I was astonished to look at the details. How was it possible that I remembered her eyes so vividly? My fingers traced the specs of the dark brown I painted in her irises.For a long time, I stared at the canvas with a mixture of chaotic thoughts. Why was fate playing a brutal gam
Ember’s POV: We were swift and silent while leaving the castle. After hypnotizing the guards at the main entrance, Sohpie led the way deeper into the forest and I silently followed her.We kept strolling into the forest and it was only when we reached far away from the castle that I dared to speak up, “Would you now like to confide me in about what’s going on in your head?” Her footsteps slowed and she asked me, “Remember when you first started having these weird sensations a few years ago?” I huffed out, “Like I can ever forget that time.” She nodded curtly, “Something was wrong with you. I mean, that wasn’t normal, right? Gladly, we discovered your hypnotizing powers on our own and didn’t need any external help but…” She halted and I glanced at her worriedly and urged her to carry on, “But…?” Her eyebrows pinched together, “Did you really think that it would be the end of it?” I shrugged my shoulder, “Umm…I had hoped so.” She looked at me sternly and said curtly, “Well, in th
Ember’s POV:Filling my lungs with the fresh air, I forced myself to release some tension and lightly rapped my knuckles on the ancient wooden door. I held my breath, making myself mentally prepared for whatever was about to be thrown my way.After a long stretch, I finally heard a husky voice from the other side, “Come in.”Blowing out a puff of air, I straightened my shoulders and slid the door. It creaked as it opened and revealed the cozy, ancient interior of the hut.My eyes swept around and I took in the small but spacious area. The floorboards creaked under my feet as I stepped inside. Even the walls were made of wood. They were bare except for the preserved heads of dead animals nailed to them.Other than a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the fireplace was the only other source of illumination. An oak table was place on the other end with the herbs, vials, and different bottles of coloured liquid scattered over it. A large wooden bookshelf was placed near the small
Ember's POV: With rage filling me, I exited the hut like a firebolt and didn't exhale until I had covered some distance between us. Suddenly, Sophia appeared in front of me, "Hey, you okay?" she inquired after witnessing me out of my wits. I halted and screeched, "Coming here was a mistake!" Her eyes shifted to the hut, then zeroed in on me again, "What happened? What did Deborah say?" My fists balled up tightly at my sides as I gritted through clenched teeth, "Deborah is fucking insane, Sophie."She was looking at me with confusion. "I...She..." I opened my mouth again to say something else but I was literally short on words about how to explain my inner turmoil to her. I shook my head whether in denial or disappointment...I don't know. As I started walking in the opposite direction, Sophie followed me silently. I knew she must have her own million questions but right now she was actually doing me the biggest favor by holding her tongue.I needed all the time left in the universe
Ember’s POV:She nodded her head, "I don't know how is that even possible since no one knows about it but yes, that seems to be true."She gripped my arm and looked into my eyes, "Listen, Ember, I think we can't tackle this whole situation unless we figure out the second part of the puzzle."I swallowed the lump in my throat, "But how?"She looked me dead in the eye before sharing her idea, "Maybe we should really try to look into your mother and find out who she really was...?"------------After dinner, both I and Sophie resigned to my private chambers to discuss things in private. We made our way to the den and settled on the couch in front of the fireplace.Sophie stared out the window, “It’s getting chilly day by day."I nodded in agreement, “The winters are on their way.”A soft knock on the door interrupted our conversation. Getting up from the couch, Sophie walked over to the door and opened it. A maid was standing on the other side with a tray laden with two mugs of hot choco
Ember's POV:She waited for me to go ahead and open it but I stayed rooted at my spot and sighed, “I am not feeling good about any of it.”Her head jerked in my direction, “Don’t be ridiculous. You can’t back off after finally coming all the way here.”When I stayed silent, she groaned in frustration, “Just open the damn door and get done with all the answers, Ember. Once and for all.”My arms jutted out as I yelled in annoyance, “And what if I don’t like the answers? Am I even mentally prepared to face all of that? I don’t even know.”Sophie remained quiet. Rubbing her temple, she finally turned toward me, “Alright. It’s true that I want you to find and acknowledge your identity and reality because I think that only then you’ll be able to find some peace.”She rested her hand on my shoulder and said softly, “But I also don’t want you to do any of that under some pressure.”Pressing her lips, she nodded, “Yes. I think we should head back for now.” Turning away, she started moving the
Ember's POV:Eyes back on the journal, I continued reading, “After years of mourning at the loss of his true mate, King Alexander was lucky enough to meet his second love. Mabel Frostwood, a young and beautiful lady who belonged to the West region. Alpha Alexander met her when he was there to attend the annual conference of alphas. Even though it is the deepest and darkest secret of Alpha Alexander's life but it must be mentioned in this biography that Mabel Frostwood was not one of our kind. She was not a werewolf."I jerked my head toward Sophie who was already gawking at me. My heart was thudding loudly in my ribcage. I thought that she might be of some low rank and that's why I was not a purebred but her being of another kind? I never thought about it.I let out a whooshing breath. It was simply the most brutal thing fate could have done to me. Even more brutal than to choose the King of North as my fated mate. I pinched my eyes and sighed tiredly, "This revelation alone has the