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Sophiaās pov.Thereās a certain kind of lucidity that comes with the mornings. I feel the sun on my cheek and the soft silk of fabric on my back. The sunlight is filtering into the room in a shower of lazy golden rays.My head is pounding. That is the first thing I notice. Thereās a certain kind of bang a hangover brings that this one doesnāt carry. This isnāt the kind of pounding a hangover brings to me. This is different.I feel clear-headed, I even feel like this is the clearest my head has been in days, but thereās a fuzziness in my head too.A pounding.My head is pounding, but itās beating a steady recalcitrant beat. The sound of a low grow beside me makes me freeze.Memories from yesterday come rushing back and I feel every bone in my body go rigid as my eyes widen.I came to the club.I came to the club yesterday, to look for him, Caelum. A harsh swear leaves my lips at the realization of that because what the hell.I thought I said I wouldn't stoop that low. I actually came
Ulricās pov.āWhere is she right now?āThe scowl that lines my face has me feeling like I'll burst a blood vessel. My apprehension is high.My anxiety is through the roof.I wouldnāt have cared much what the hell sheās doing with herself if it isnāt affecting me so damn much!Almost like heās set to annoy me even more today, the doofus on the other end of the phone asks,āAre we talking about Mrs Sophia, Alpha Ulric? Or Mistress Violet?āI grit my teeth at the sound of that and wish I could reach over into the phone and grab this idiot, slam him into the nearest wall, and take his life.āOf course I'm asking about Sophia you fool! Have I ever asked you to keep an eye on Violet for me?āI have the worst set of people working for me.How could he think I was asking about Violet?Is it Violet who has pictures of her plastered all over the internet blogs? Pictures that show her dancing with someone else, at a shitty club downtown?āIāmā¦ I'm sorry for the mistake Alpha. Keeping an eye on M
Sophiaās pov.āSheās not angry anymore?āI shoot Caelumās smirking friend a glare and I walk past him and down the hallway.My insides are quivering, so I head to Aloraās room and shut the door behind me, collapsing instead into the bean bag there.Shit.A multitude of emotions roll around inside me and I can barely process them because of how conflicted I feel.This morning isā¦ā¦ā¦. weird.Everything about last night, leading all the way up to this morning, everything about it was weird. Now that my head is clearer, I can remember I had no intention of visiting that club last night.Caelum wasnāt even there. Or Maybe he was and heās just lying that he arrived after me.~Now why would he lie about something like that?~I let out a sound. A very disgruntled sound because I've just about had it with her always defending him.~I felt him arrive Sophia.I have a memory of my own too, and though it isnāt as long as yours I can certainly remember what happened last night. Raganarās presence
It feels like my head is burning.I look at the post again, fully taking Aloraās phone from her and glancing more at the screen because what?Aloraās voice comes out timid and rattled when she speaks.āHeā¦ he posted that last night, after the pictures came out. Heās gotten more than seven thousand likes on it. A lot of comments, and in all those comments, there are people pushing forward the narrative of you being an unfaithful woman.Aā¦ a dumb woman.Being a whore.āA cold feeling envelopes me and I let it go all the way to my toes, because no way. An unbelieving chuckle slips out of my mouth because there is no way.Thereās no way Ulric did something like this. I go to the comments section and itās just like Alora said. People are bashing me all around.Most of their profiles lead to blank profile pages, no content or posts about them, theyāre literally blank entities on the internet, but theyāve decided they have a say in my life.Other people, werewolves, werecats, were leopards
āWell, are you going to tell her?āI pause outside the door to my room and I hold my breath. Caelumās low growl is what comes next and I can sense his displeasure before he even says it.āI said I would tell her when the time was right.āI barge in immediately and I cock an eyebrow at both of them as their heads snap to me, I ask,āYouād tell me what when the time is right?āCaleumās gaze feels hot on me and it lingers for a while, it lingers for a long second, until he scoffs and looks away.āBold of you to assume you were the one being spoken of.āI feel my anger peak immediately and I grit my teeth as I respond,āSo thereās someone else in your life at the moment you spent the whole night with?āI donāt know why I say that, I just know it slips out of my mouth and itās stupid the minute it does, I know itās stupid and I wait for the jab, the snide retort that should come from Caelum at my half-wit statement,Instead, I see something else happen.Something strange.Caelum stares at
āI donāt think youāll get anything there Luna Sophia.Club Midnight has one of the shittiest websites ever.āAloraās advice is doing nothing to soothe me and I find a growl rising at the back of my throat. I really donāt care about the website or if itās shitty or not.What I want to get is information. Something must have happened at the Club last night.Caelum is refusing to say anything, and I can't force him to say it. His attitude in there threw me off, it would have been unreasonable to attack him with my words when he was being so gentle with his.I click on a link and immediately I am directed to a betting site. I curse under my breath because Alora is right, Club Midnightās website is shit.This thing looks like it hasnāt been updated in ages.āIā¦ I could help you help..āI whip my head to Alora and she snaps her mouth shut immediately.Iām still annoyedā¦ I'm still annoyed at something. Maybe itās the fact that she didnāt tell me about her knowing Caelum, or maybe itās just b
Something goofy in my heart makes me shake my head and bite my lower lip as I pack the little things I have into a small bag.The same small bag I came here with.I can remember when I was unloading the contents of this bag, I had been filled with an undeniable sense of sadness. I tried to hide it then. Tried to power through it.Now I'm packing the bag again, and I can't deny, I don't feel so bad. Not as bad as I thought I would feel when I was packing up again.Heā¦ He said he has a garden. An empty garden.Somehow the thought of that has my stomach clenching and uncertain feelings running through my heart, because Caelum could have chosen to be a dick. Pardon the unseemingly word.But I am right. He could have chosen to hold the knowledge of what had happened last night over my head, knowledge I do not have and cannot have as long as I don't remember.Yet he didnāt do that.Instead, he tried to lure meā¦. Is trying to lure me, with the promise of an empty garden.~Well look whoās sm
Sophiaās pov.āWhat does she mean by all thatās happening is bigger than me?āCaelumās friend keeps his eyes on the road and doesnāt deem it fit to give me an answer. That only angers me, and in true Sophia fashion I turn away from him with only one thought in mind, Iāll find out for myself.Except I quickly realize I can't and that being dogheaded might lead to me wasting my time, so I decide not to.I still have to deal with the fallout of Ulricās social media post, because I won't delude myself into thinking the whole mass of social media users are all pleased at seeing my photos on the internet.Even if the response was all good as Aloraā¦ and Caelum said, itās all just a matter of time. Iām sure something will pop up.āIf you wonāt tell me what Alora means, can you at least tell me why Caleumās face is blurred in every photo that was taken of us last night?āCaleumās friendā¦ no, Sebastien, his name is Sebastien. Sebastien turns to look at me this time and I evaluate the look he g
Kellen isnāt in the room anymore when I enter so I go out into the garden to look for him. I can already see the presence of him in my mind, can already feel the residue he left there, and once again I meet him lying on the bench and staring at the clouds overhead. Itās almost noon now so the sky is a patchwork of colors, a gentle artistās creation as he drags his paintbrush across the canvas. I ask in a deadpan tone, āAm I to assume you left that nagging at the back of my mind so I could find you or were you waiting for someone already?ā I ask because, from the look on his face, I get the feeling that he already knew I would be making my way down here. His response is sullen, āWho would the blind grown male possibly be waiting for?ā Again, he sounds moody, and this time I do not let it bother me as much as it would have this afternoon because I have something bothering me too. Something heās caused to bother me, and which heās now responsible for explaining. āWhat did you mean b
Sophiaās pov.For some reason, Caelum is concerned about the smear campaign going on about me online, and it takes me a moment to come to terms with it.Because it isnāt so bad to me. Itās Violet making her first move and thatās okay. She canāt hurt me directly anymore. The only thing she can do is hold onto Ulric and do his bidding, and I am way past the point where I consider that to be something valuable, or where I consider it to be something sheās taken from me.Right now, I feel nothing about it.I want to feel sorry for her, and I do, but not enough to care. She can fund a million more articles calling me every name imaginable, I wouldn't bat an eyelid to any of them.Yet Caelum thoughā¦.āIāll get it pulled down first.āHis voice sounds calm and resigned as he begins, āThen block every other avenue they will have to put more out there.āThat sounds like a simple statement. It sounds like an exceedingly simple statement, except I know how much it would take to get half the new
Caelumās pov.I watch the look on Sophiaās face.I watch how it morphs and changes from a look of blank neutrality, to one of light worry, and then back to her blank neutrality.The emotions herās elicits in me are cool and calm for now, but I can feel the annoyance the worry she feels brings out in me. I can feel myself waiting for her to just show me an inkling of how much this hurts her, and give me the excuse to do what I've wanted to do for a while now.Murder my half-brother with my bare hands.āI can see Violetās handiwork all over this.āSophiaās response isnāt the one Iād been hoping for, and I chuckle internally at that while I feel a smile line my lips, because trust her to always surprise me. I ask more silently, like weāre the only people in the room,āDo you want to see what the public response is?āShe saddles closer to me and nods, and suddenly I want to do nothing more than have her in my arms, her laps straddling me, my hands on her hips, and my mouth on hers, bringi
Everyone goes back in when theyāre dirty and soiled enough, and soon itās only me and my garden. Iād always wanted to grow a garden. I just didnāt have the chance to really do that in Ulricās mansion, but now that I can, I want to do it here.Iām halfway through rearranging and reconstructing the mounds of soil my little gardeners did when I feel a presence at the entrance to the backyard.I dart my eyes over to see who it is, because itās not Caelum, I'd have felt it if it was him, and I'm right.It isnāt him.Itās Sebastian instead.I really canāt help the memory flash that comes, and I let it because heās essentially the first person I knew from this world.He was the bartender who saw me at my worst. Who saw me smiling through alcohol and pain, who saw me whistling along to the sound of my favorite band coming from the speakers in the bar, and who I blatantly told I wouldn't stop drinking, not even if he forced me.I havenāt gone near another bottle of alcohol since then, and that
Alora is snickering by the side of the wall and Ophelia is drawing with a light smile on her face, while I watch Dimitriā¦ wreck the gardening mounds as he heaves and throws and justā¦āYou could always ask him to stop yāknow.āKellenās voice floats over from the bench heās lain on, back against the stone, eyes to the skies, and voice oddly unfeeling as he makes that comment,He sounds calm, and heās right, I could always ask Dimitri to stop, But so far, heās the only one whoās offered to help me and he doesnāt seem to care that the others are saying heās terrible at it, heās doing what heās doing regardless.I really want to ask him who taught him how to garden, but then I remember where they both were just a few days ago, and I keep my mouth shut.If Dimitri wants to ruin my garden to process his emotions, then he can. Iāll do my best to salvage what I can later.He seems really interested in actually doing the gardening, heās doggedly adamant about planting the seeds, and playing wit
Caelum chuckles, and itās a laughing kind of chuckle because I enjoy it. I hear his laughter, I hear the sound of it and I enjoy its raspy timbre. I enjoy how he sounds like he just canāt believe his ears. And I enjoy how his eyes seem to gleam a bit, whether with remorse or happiness - I don't know - as he asks, āHow is my reason for killing more noble than yours?āCaelum asks a simple question, but it strikes me as hard because I would have to be honest with him on this, and I don't think I have been honest with anyone about this in a long time now.I donāt think anyone really cared to know, so I've never told them. Not Violet, or Ulric, or any of the people I considered family.I feel comfortable when I tell Caelum, āMy reason for killing him was anger.āSomething primal gleams behind Caelumās eyes and I suddenly feel so small when he places his gaze on me.Like he could swallow me up with the intensity of that gaze, and I'd let him. Light goosebumps trail up my skin as I clear my
I do not ask Caelum for permission to go out anymore.My mind has already brought up another way of getting what I need to do, done, and though it wouldnāt be the most conventional way, I still accept it as a way because it isā¦ and asking for permission to go out, would mean Iād have to go out if he agrees, and i donāt want to because that would entail me leaving his side,And I don't want to.I realized it as soon as Caelum started speaking to me and I started seeing him smile from some of the responses I gave him. His voice is filled with light wonder as he peers down at me from where heās seated and asks,āYouāre really the daughter of an Alpha?āI nod, not feeling offended at the fact that heās making that statement, or that he seems to find the need to ask that question. Not many people know I am the daughter of an Alpha, but it seems like an important thing for my mate to know, and he did say he wanted to understand me.To understand me, he has to understand my background, and h
āYou know half the city is looking for you right now, right?āI only catch a sliver of Sebastienās statement before I leave the room, yet I can already tell what heās speaking about, who heās speaking of, and what the implications of his words are. A short thrill of fear shoots up my spine because though Caelum acts all cool and composed, I can tell what the implications of that video will be now that weāve decided to keep it up.Caelum showed off weapons with the ability to level the greatest mansion in the history of the past ten years, along with that, he killed the aged leaders of a prestigious pack. No one would believe that would have happened if you told them, yet it did, and all the world will care to know is that those weapons are still in his care and they should not be.Theyāll try to attack Caelum from all sides. Theyāll try to come at him with lawsuits for lack of a license to handle such weapons, try to label him a national enemy, of course, the real consequences of Ca
Caelumās face is scrunched in a light frown when he watches the video, but I notice thereās nothing foul about the frown.He looks conflicted, like heās trying to decide on something and he canāt, so heās keeping quiet about it. Mulling over it again and again in his thoughts.I feel a surge of worry and concern go through me and I speak without thinking about it any longer, āIf youāre worried about the weapons and your identity, I'm sure we can find a way to get the video pulled down.I can.I can find a way to help with that. This video is only up because you came to save me, and I don't want that to affect you.ā I realize how sappy I sound and some rebellious spirit in me lets out a barf sound, nope, itās Alora. I shoot her a glare, and she looks away as she chuckles, but I feel Caelumās gaze accurately on me. I feel the intensity of it, the moment it alights on me, and I feel the emotion that courses through it, his gaze bathes me in a subtle heat, like sunlight.And through it,