Louisa's POV
Leo looked at me with an incredible look on his face. "Louisa…… Is he telling the truth? Are you Lucas' mate?" he asked. "Yes, Leo," I replied. "I thought Lucian had already told you about it." The look on Leo's face immediately changed into a mixture of disappointment and anger. He didn't know that I could see him in the dark. Even in the daylight, he still wasn't good at hiding his feelings. The wheels of the carriage must have hit a stone or something and shook turbulently. I grabbed Leo in my hand, but he abruptly pushed my hand away. "Don't touch me!" Leo said anxiously. "I'll never believe you again! Lucas is right! Women are liars!" I didn't know why he would act in this way. "Leo, I have never lied to you..." I said. "But you didn't tell me that you're Lucas' mate, either!" Will said indignantly. "I was so worried about you. And now it turns out that I'm like a joke! AreLouisa's POV "Darren was crazy," Colt said. "He tied us up and taped our mouths before barring the door. Then, he just kept driving faster and faster. I tried to stop him, but he didn't seem to care. I cut the rope open by using my pocket lighter knife. You know, it takes some time to get a knife out of it." He flashed his eccentric lighter in his hands. He must have accidentally triggered something and a white flag popped up from it. "Oops!" Colt said, handing the lighter in my hands. "Have it, Louisa. Keep it with you all the time. I have a feeling that you might need it more than me." Mana and Mata continued. "Just after Colt untied me, Young Master Leo kicked the door open and strangled Darren. And the carriage knocked into a rock and lost control." "We were thrown out and the cart flipped off the cliff," Colt said and wiped the sweat and dirt on his face. "Then, we saw those two tuna heads holding a rope. And I was like, 'Oh gee! This
Louisa's POV Death is brimful of trick and mischief. He's full of lies and vice. But I don't care how craft and cunning he is, he can't take my life away today. Maybe later. Not today. I closed my eyes. I heard voices in my mind. "Little rascal?" It's Uma's voice. "Sorry, it's all my fault." It's Darren's voice. "Do you take my rejection?" Lucas' voice. "Concentrate. One step at a time." That's Lucian's voice. "Your appearance sometimes is your best disguise." Vincent's voice. "Take my hand, Louisa. And all of your misery will be over!" That's death's voice. All the voices mixed and clashed in my mind, getting louder and louder. Finally, all the voices faded away and there was only one calm and steady voice left. "Open your eyes, Louisa." That's my wolf's voice. I used all my strength to open my eyes and striking light was pouring into my view. For a brief moment, I was blind by the d
Louisa's POV "Is she awake?" Zackery asked. "Yes, Your Excellency. She's doing well. The bleeding has stopped and I can barely see the wound," Jafar said. "How are you doing, little girl?" Zackery's face appeared in my sight. I stretched out my arms towards him. He caught my hands and said, "I'm here, little girl." "Darren..." I whispered. "I need Darren." "Who's Darren?" Zackery frowned, drawing himself closer to me. "Warlock... Darren... I need to see him," I said. The smile on Zackery's face immediately disappeared. "He's a dead man now, Louisa. Stop thinking about him," he said. "No... Please let me see him..." I said in a scratchy voice. Jafar wiped my mouth with a wet towel and I saw the blood stains on it. "Your Excellency, she can't get emotional now. Her internal organs might still be bleeding," Jafar said. "Let me see Darren..." I whispered. "You can't see him, little
Louisa's POV When I woke up in the morning, I found myself in a cold dark cell. Will was in a form of a little bat, hanging upside down at the corner of the cell, and sneezed when a gust of cold breeze blew into the cell from the window. I lost consciousness last night when Lucas strangled me and that's why I couldn't recall anything that happened after that. I tried to move my arms and legs. They were all intact. That's a good sign. I thought to myself. "Will..." I whispered. He opened his eyes and saw me. He flapped his wings and landed on my shoulder, licking my face. He looked exhausted and I noticed one of his wings was broken. My heart was throbbing. "Will, did Lucas hurt you last night?" I asked. Will looked at me with his watery eyes. Then, he transformed into human form and held me in his arms. "He wanted to hurt you, but I wouldn't let him. I bit him and wanted to fly away. He caug
Louisa's POV "Father!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Will tried to hold me up from the ground, but I just kept falling from his hands like dripping water. Then, I heard steps coming from behind. I turned back and saw Lucian walking into the cell. He was holding a torch in his hands and was followed by some soldiers. "You! You've killed my father!" I shouted and charged at him. He grabbed me in his arms and held me tightly against his chest. I punched his back and tried to push him away, but he didn't let go of me. Instead, he lowered his head and lay his head over mine. He didn't say anything, but I knew he wanted to physically block the pain and sadness away from me. "Give my brother back to me! You are a murderer!" I almost cried my heart out. "Sorry, Louisa. I'm sorry," Lucian said. "Did he ask you to do this to my father?! Did he ask you to do this to me?! Is this the way he wants to tortu
Louisa's POV The Cliff of Fear was located in a reclusive area at the tip of Burning Peninsula, overlooking the entire Agier Sea. By the time we arrived at the castle, it had already been dark. I saw spectral fluorescent light floating around the castle like the aurora. Will pushed the giant iron door open and we walked into the maze-like garden in front of the castle. All the plants and flowers were well-maintained and trimmed. There weren't any grotesque stone statues or horned animals lurking around, but the ghastly silence and bone-chilling night breeze still made me quite terrified. Thanks to Will, who held my hands and leaned against me all the time. On a dark moonless night like this, anything could happen in the vampire's lair. As we got into the castle, I immediately noticed the warmth and scent of lavander in the air. The inside of the castle was well-lit and dustless everywhere. Well, no wonder Will turned c
Louisa's POV "Duko was a very open-minded person. I was invited to his coronation ceremony. I have attended so many King's coronation ceremonies, and their speeches were almost the same cliche, talking about building a better and brighter Kingdom in the future. But Duko was different. He was talking about building a free market zone in the west, a bridge to connect the North and South, ports, roads, infrastructures, and fortifications. He's obsessed with building things and was determined to spin the wheel of history faster into a more modernized, foreseeable future. In my humble opinion, our world needs leaders like Duko. They're not interested in ideologies or principles but focus on down-to-earth practicalities. Also, he made it very clear that he would not follow Guillaume's bloodline principle to marry his own sister." "What is Guillaume's bloodline principle?" I asked. This name had been mentioned so many times, but I didn't know what exactly it was.
Louisa's POV When we got back to the camp, I walked straight back to Luna Tent. Will was sleeping in Lucian's pocket. As we walked closer to the tent, I saw the light in the tent was on. Mick was standing next to the tent and saw me. "Miss Louisa, Alpha's inside and he's waiting for you," he said. Lucian stopped and said, "I will come back to you tomorrow, Miss Louisa. Will be staying in my tent for tonight." Then, he walked off. I held the wooden box tightly in my hands and walked into the tent. Lucas was sitting on a chair with one crossed leg and taking a nap. He was leaning against the stand with one hand supporting his head. He was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants. Under the dim light, his face looked strikingly handsome. I couldn't even recognize him, because when he was awake, his facial expression was always so intense and fierce. He seldom looked so calm and peaceful. He looked like a