Louisa's POV
After we went back to the cottage, Darren set up a fire immediately and started to prepare for cooking. I took out my potion and tried to attend to the wound on Mr. Salamander's tongue, but his sister stopped me. "You don't need to worry about him. He'll grow it back by himself. A crocodile used to bite my tail off, but I grow it back. Now it's as good as new," She said and displayed her tail to me, "You can touch it." I touched it politely. It was slimy and smooth. I looked up worriedly at Mr. Salamander. "Don't worry. It will only take a few days before he can talk back at me," Ms. Salamander said. Mr. Salamander rolled his eyes and submerged himself in the stream. He looked pretty happy to be surrounded by water. Ms. Salamander got into the stream as well, piling up on top of his brother. It seemed that Mr. Salamander didn't mind being used by his sister like a rock. Vincent looked very guLouisa's POV Vincent poured the compote into a bowl and murmured, "Ah, young lovers and young love. Till death tear us apart." I rushed at Darren, who was boiling the spartina plants on the other side of the yard. "Darren..." I completely freaked out. I didn't even know where to begin. "Lisa, what happened?" he frowned. "I have a bad feeling. I don't know why..." I bent over because of the butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't even catch my breath. Then, I realized that I was going through a panic attack. The thought of Alpha Lucas lurking around in the darkness and watching me made me sick, just like a pair of invisible hands, choking my neck. "Lisa, talk to me. What happened?" Darren held me in his arms. "Lucas... My mate... He's here! He wants to kill me!" I looked up at him and exclaimed. Darren stroked my hair gently and said in a calm voice, "Lisa, don't be afraid. I'm here. Master's coming b
Louisa's POV His voice was scratchy, but it felt like some sort of ancient dark magic chant. I was bewitched. When my vision was deprived, all my other senses became sensitive. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I had never felt anything like this before. The only sexual experience I got was the day when I was in the tent and was forced to touch myself in front of Alpha Lucas. It was nothing but torture and humiliation. I thought I might secretly want to use Finn to get back at him, but it just didn't work like that. "Tell me to stop... and I will," he whispered to my ear. I melted in his words and gave up all my defense. Even the slightest tremor from the tip of his fingers would ignite a sparkle of fire in me. When those sparkles congregated, I was flooded by the electric wildfire of desire and lust. I lifted my waist to get closer to him, yearning for his touch. But at the same
Lucas' POV "Make love with a woman and make her cook me some cake. Damn, life's so good," I talked to my wolf after the she-wolf cooked me a hearty dinner. My wolf didn't say anything and lay on his stomach in front of the fireplace. "I like the dessert thing she makes. The thing that's wrapped with honey inside covered by fruit compote..." "It's called Crêpe Delicious," my wolf said. "Yeah, that thing. I'll make her cook that for me every day," I said. "So I take it that you don't want to kill her anymore?" My wolf sounded way too happy, which made me vexed. "I'll fuck her and she'll cook for me. That's what it is," I said. "That's called a wife," my wolf said. I asked, "What's your problem? You've got a name for everything now?" My wolf didn't even bother talking to me. He was so busy watching that skinny little she-wolf cleaning the house and making a bed for the fucking vampire boy with her long naked
Louisa's POV "Where did he go?" I asked Darren. "Master didn't say. He will be back soon, though," he said. "I don't like him. He's so giant and ugly," Mr. Weasel said, jumping on my shoulders. "Where's Vincent?" I asked. "He went out hunting," he replied, going out. I put Mr. Weasel on the bed and said, "Don't run around. Stay put. Will you?" "OK," he said and fell on his stomach. I rushed out of the room and chased Darren. "Where are you going?" I asked. "I'll stay outside," he replied. He didn't look at me while speaking to me. Every time Finn showed up, he got nervous and upset. I didn't know what happened to them. "It's cold outside, Darren. Please come into the room..." He said, "I'll keep myself warm. Don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll build another shelter in the yard, so I'll stay in it for the night." "Darren, it isn't necessary..." He abruptly interrupted me a
Louisa's POV When I walked out of the yard, I saw Darren sitting on the ground next to the fences. I approached him and asked, "Darren, may I... have a word with you?" "I don't want to talk, Lisa." He said without looking at me. His voice was still calm and reserved, but I knew he was mad. "Darren, please look at me," I said. He covered his head with both of his hands. "Go away, Lisa," he said. "Darren..." "Go away!" He raised his voice. I sat on his side and said, "I won't go away, because friends don't walk away from each other." "I'm not your friend, Lisa. Why don't you understand? Why don't you just treat me like a slave like everyone else does?" he said. "Darren, please look at me," I pleaded. Darren shook his head, "No. I don't want to see your eyes. I see nothing but pity. I know my life is miserable. But I don't need anyone's sympathy, especially not from you." I held his head
Louisa's POV When I woke up the next morning, I felt it was a bit hard to breathe. Then, I saw it. A white fur ball on top of my face. It was Mr. Weasel. He was sleeping on my face and snorting! I picked him up and put him softly on my bed. He grumbled something and smacked his mouth. I guessed he was having a feast of ducks and chicken in his dream. I stretched my back and walked toward Will. He woke up as well, busy putting the sheet over his head. I stopped him. "Let me wash it for you," I said, "You can stay in the room for a while." Vincent walked into the room. He looked much refreshed after a whole night of hunting. I frowned when I looked at his dirty cape. "Please take off your cape, Vincent. I'm going to wash them for you," I said. Vincent said, "You're very kind, young lady. Thank you for your hospitality. But I have to take Will away when it's still da
Louisa's POV "I'm sorry... Where's Jack?" The young man who stood at the entrance was in his early twenties. He had a fair complexion, with cropped crew-cut brown hair and a pair of charcoal black eyes. He was holding a toolbox in his hands and looking around. When he saw the two giant salamanders, he jumped up while shouting, "Zowie guacamole! What is that?!" Then, he threw his toolbox and ran out of the yard. ... Darren and I looked at each other and felt very confused. "Who's that guy? Who's Jack?" I asked. Darren picked up the toolbox, opened and checked. "I guess we can ask him when he comes back," he said. "Are you sure he's coming back?" I asked. Darren nodded and said, "Yes. These tools are very expensive." Then, we heard a trembling voice from outside - "Sir, could you please throw the toolbox out for me? I'll be on my way as soon as I get my toolbox." I walked
Louisa's POV The whole yard became very quiet almost instantly. "Darren, please pull Colt out of the water before he drowns to death. Ms. Salamander, I know it sounds weird but you look pretty inside out. You're welcome to our place but you ought to promise me that there will never be fights again in our yard. And I need you to release your brother because I kind of need him to help me repair the watermill. And you, mister..." I paused because I shifted my sight to Colt, who had just regained consciousness after being half pulled out of the water by Darren. He looked very confused and... gratuitously hot. His shirt was damp and wrapped very tightly over his perfect pectorals. OK. He looked like a drowned rat. Indeed. But he looked like a damn good-looking rat in his damn revealing shirt. I took a deep breath and continued, "Well, you, mister. You need more buttons on your shirt and..." Darren pulled all of him out of t
Lucas' POV "Fucking Kings and Queens! A bunch of mother fuckers and losers!" I shouted. Derek looked intimidated and turned his head towards Lucian. "Don't you fucking look at him! Nobody can fucking save you today!" I kicked him. "I should have killed you long ago! You're a fucking cancer!" He rolled on the ground for a couple of laps and coughed out some sticky muddy fluid from his mouth. "Master... I'm already dead... For a dead man, there's nothing on earth that matters... But my brother... He served you... I forced him to do a lot of bad things, but he was innocent... Please spare his life..." Derek said. "You have no right to negotiate anything with me! I'm going to let you witness I torture your brother to death!" I said angrily and grabbed his neck. "Now, break this fucking ice shield and give my fucking woman back to me. Give her back!" Then, I heard a faint voice. "Leave... my brother... alone..." It's Darren
Louisa's POV "What?!" I couldn't believe what I had heard. Pregnant? I'm pregnant with Lucas' child?! But, I have to tell Darren that I... Then, I heard a wave of hysterical laughter coming from Derek. "The prophet's true! The advent child! The Dark King rises! He who has Lycan, witch, and vampire's blood will marry his mother and be the tyrannic ruler in the Kingdom!" Every single word was like a knife, stabbing my heart. Was it a vicious curse? Or just some disturbing nonsense coming from a madman? Then, before I realized it, my ankle was grabbed fast by Derek. I tried to move back, but I couldn't. Frost started to spread all the way up from my feet at a fast rate. I didn't know what happened before my whole legs were sealed in frigid ice. "No! Stop it!" I saw Vincent and Will trying to pull Derek away from me. But they ended up pulling the remaining of his legs off his body. More sparkling ice w
Louisa's POV Vincent looked at me and didn't say anything. The look on his face was almost lamenting. "Vincent, where is Darren?" I frowned and asked. "He's inside," Vincent said. "But he's in a very bad condition. Miss Louisa, I have to brief you before letting you see him. You have to be prepared. The werewolves at the slave market tortured and humiliated him. His skin was badly burnt. His face was deformed. His head had concussions. He is completely shut down right now. He refuses to communicate with anyone and it seems that he has developed a certain mechanism to protect himself." Vincent took a pause and said, "It seems that he has lost his memory, Louisa. I doubt he will recognize you." "No... No!!!" I felt like I was struck by a bat or something. My vision was black and I fell to the ground. Vincent caught me and held me in his arms. The world was spinning in front of me. Something bitter was stuck in my throat. I curled up a
Lucas' POV "Lucian, I really should have told you about this... I really should have told you about it long ago. But I get this kind of feeling... you know, if I don't talk about it, then it means this whole thing has never happened... And Derek has never betrayed me." I said in a low voice. Lucian was silent. "Anyway," I said. "it wasn't very long until the Red Queen found out that Derek was just lying to get back to the Underground City. So the Red Queen was furious and wanted to kill him. You remember the time that I was summoned to King's Land. I was actually forced to go there to cast an imprint on Derek. I did it and I tortured him. But it was just for the Red Queen to know that I was her loyal subject. Then, I faked his death by sending a corpse back to his uncle. I was planning to hide him somewhere, but those fucking traveling druids took him away. I was enraged, so I took his brother Darren away from the brothel to replace him. I thought one da
Lucas' POV "How many secrets have you been hiding from me these years?" Lucian stared at me and asked. "I'm sorry, brother. But my woman is missing. And she might be pregnant with my child. Can we just focus on looking for her?!" I said. Lucian didn't say anything, he took the tuna head and got on horseback. Then, he rode off without saying anything. Oh, fuck. Now Lucian's not talking to me. Like I haven't got enough on my plate. "I have a good suggestion for you." I heard Finn's voice in my head. "What now?! Don't tell me shit like rubbing the back of his neck. It fucking didn't work," I said. Torrent snorted his nose, urging me to catch up with Lucian. "Fuck, Torrent. Sometimes I get the feeling that you're fucking riding me! You can get as fast as you can, I don't give a shit as long as my ass is still on the saddle. I'm busy having a conversation with my fucking wolf," I patted Torrent's neck and said.
Lucas' POV "What's on her fucking mind?" I said. I was really fed up with women in my life. They were so fucking unpredictable. Lucian said, "She's gone this morning after Louisa told her off in front of everyone. And we've lost contact with Kylo. He took away our best people and our soldiers in the camp were either killed or wounded. Louisa tried to treat some of the soldiers this morning, but it will still take a few days before they're fully recovered." "Kylo's fucking with me! He sent his fucking sister to mess up with my soldiers. His father was with me and he still dares to fuck with me! Why does he do this to me?! Why did he betray me?!" I kicked the grass on the ground and said. "I don't know. If you left that traveling druid alive, we could have asked him," Lucian said. "Stop blaming me! That fucking asshole was blabbing about my fucking identity in front of Louisa!" I said. "Why don't you just tell her who you really are?
Louisa's POV Derek put his hand into his pocket. Colt thought he was about to take out a weapon or something, so he stepped forward, trying to stop him. "This..." Derek took out an amber-colored stone from his pocket and said. "This is Amber of Star. I want to give this... to your friend. I got it from... Underground City. With this stone, people can communicate with the soul... of their beloved deceased ones... I'm sorry that..." "I don't want anything from you." Mata cried out. "You took away my brother's life and there's nothing you can do to make up for it! He's dead! You killed him! You took him away from me! I have been staying with my brother ever since I first opened my eyes, and now his eyes will never open again. He can never hold my hands when I'm scared! It's a big scary world out there and I'm always scared!" "But you can talk to your brother... As if he's still alive..." Derek tried to explain. "You just don't understand, do
Louisa's POV The fire spreading all over my body dimmed. I stared at Derek and walked closer to him. He looked panicked and desperate at the same time. "What's the matter with you?! Where's the fire?! I have just killed your friend! Why don't you kill me with that fire of yours?!" He barked at me like a mad dog. I didn't say anything but kept stepping closer to him. "Come on! Hit me with a fireball or something! Hit here!" Derek pointed at the empty void in his left chest and said. "Don't you want revenge on behalf of your friend?" I stood right in front of him. Still, I didn't say anything. In despair, he grabbed my arm and said, "Come on! Hit me!" "Where is Darren," I said. "Take me to see him." "You'll never see my brother again..." He said with a sadistic grin. Before he could finish his sentence, I strangled his neck. He didn't protest or struggle. Instead, he kept smirking at me. I did
Louisa's POV The smirk on Derek's face was gone and replaced by ferocious malice. "Let me correct you, Miss Louisa Reeds. Nobody is supposed to be dead. We were born into this world to live our lives and hug our beloved ones, not to destroy and manipulate other people's lives." He looked exasperated for a brief moment, but then he regained his cool. "I used to serve Lucas when I was young and vulnerable. He's such a hypocrite and he used my innocence and love for him to take control of me. He came into my life without notice. When he was gone, he took everything away from me, including my life... and he told me it was for my own good! He locked me up in a cave and let those monsters torture me to death! And is this for my own good?!" Derek pulled off his shirt and let me see his naked chest. I could see there was a hole in his left chest. The place where his heart used to be. I was horrified and stepped backward. At that time, I rea