The iron bars come open again hours later and I know I'd be a fool to think it’s food, but I still hope it’s food anyway.My mind tries to drag me back to the last breakfast I had, and though I fight it, I still find myself going back there. To the table.To my second chance mate.Thoughts of Caelum swirl around in my head and I feel my body almost mourn the heat of his gaze, mourn the intensity of his stares.I shut the thought off because thinking of that will only make me wonder where Alora is right now, and it’ll only make me wonder if Caelum will do what I asked him to do.The Silvershine pack is formidable. Trying anything against their Alpha and Luna would be futile so I know it’s an almost impossible task. A mosquito buzzes by my ear and I slap it away, but then my eyes see bare feet and they’re bare feet I spent all night wondering about.My eyes snap up just in time to see Dimitri’s but his question is like a smack to the face when he asks it,“They said my mum cheated on my
Blasts and explosions rock the foundations of the Silvershine mansion and I crouch in a corner, heart pounding in my chest as I watch cracks form in the ceiling.It feels like a civil war is going on outside but I know it’s not a war. There hasn’t been an uprising like that in ages, and I don't think we possess the capabilities for that right now, so maybe a pack attack?No one would have the guts to attack the Silvershine pack. Another blast sends tremors right from beneath the mansion into my teeth, debunking my claims, and I decide it’s either one of two things. These people are either very foolish or very braveAnother explosion hits and I huddle closer into the corner. Cold seeps into my bones as the grim reality dawns on me.This… is the end.This could as well be the end for me.From a divorce, to a strange night at a club, to humiliation upon humiliation, and then here, to die in a cell. My mind goes to Caelum, to Alora, to Ravenna.I’ll never get to see them again.The ceili
Caleum’s pov.Even while she is held roughly by a man.Even while he’s yanking her hair and while she looks haggard, even while she looks like she’s seen the ends of the earth and the seven things that should not be seen by men and women alike.Sophia still manages to make me feel like I've said something wrong.Sophia’s face scrunches in something like pain, or discomfort, I can't tell. Her chin lifts in that proud tilt, her bright green eyes dim in shade. There’s something about her that tells me she’s still a Luna. With that glance. With that look. With that sneer.Sophia inspires a self-consciousness in me, yet there’s something that burns hotter. Something that burns brighter than the self-consciousness that she inspires in me, and it’s the rage.The bright, burning, rage, at the fact that someone has his hands on her. That someone has his hands around her neck, has his fingers dug into her scalp.~Capture him when all this over… and gouge out his eyes.~Sebastien stills as that
Sophia’s pov Alora’s is the first face I see when I wake up. The dreams of destruction fade back into the realm they’re from and the events that took place earlier come back to me in waves again. Despite myself, despite my legendary strength, I find myself turning away from her and burying my face into my pillow again, crying softly at first, then the tears take over with a mind of their own and I find I can't stop. “Luna Sophia.” The bed dips as Alora sits on it but that only makes me cry some more. A hand pats my hair, slowly, softly. I regulate the force of my sobs because crying even more would just be silly. I don't even know why I'm crying. It’s not like I died. It’s… it’s not like I hadn't expected to die. I always knew I would one day. One day I would give up the ghost and I would be buried the same way anyone would be buried, or not. I didn’t expect getting thrown off a balcony to shake me so much, and what happened afterward? Caelum!I bolt upright in the bed almost
The screen is bright as I stare at it and a slight smile lines my lips as I watch.“This is Alora Friar, and I report live, from what is and also once was the most regal standing mansion this side of the city and four cities beyond.Tragedy has struck the Silvershine pack today as their longstanding Alpha and Luna, Alpha Joras, and Luna Margery Silver have both been abducted and the mansion destroyed in what is an obviously brutal display of destructive power.There is not a single pillar standing. Debris and chunks of the former mansion can be found as far as four miles into the Silvershine property. This is one attack that will do one thing above all others in the hearts of all shifters and non-shifters alike, and that’s to strike an undeniable chord of fear in the hearts of all those who visit this spot in the future.Clips abound on the internet as different people speculate on the identity of the force that carried out this damage. No one is sure of who the man captured in the v
Those words are like a bullet shot into my heart. I feel my face go slack and my jaw aches for a brief second. I keep my voice mellow as I ask,“Where do you plan to go?” Dimitri’s response is slower now. He hesitates for a while, darting his eyes this way and that before he finally keeps his eyes on me and speaks. I imagine he’s always thought of this. Of escaping with his sister and just going somewhere else, anywhere, everywhere else than where they had been.“We could find our mum’s relatives.”“They let the Silvershines take you.”I want to shoot Alora a glare but she’s right. I don’t know if she’s done sufficient investigation on their background, but if she has, then that’s impressive.My little minion is living up to her reputation. She’s learned well.Alora’s words come for me again in the confines of my mind, and I admit that yes, I do have a soft spot for kids. And this time, it won’t be the same soft spot that has me causing harm and damage to them. Seeing them makes me
His voice floats into my head and I have to mask my reaction as he begins,~I’m almost tempted to accompany you two. It doesn’t take much for an argument to start especially when you’re left alone~I chortle because it really doesn’t, but he didn’t have to remind me of that. There’s a devious gleam in Sebastien’s eyes that tells me he liked letting me know how often Caleum and I argue, and this time when I get up, I take a look behind me and see the younger faces camped around the bed. This time, Alora doesn’t seem to be shivering at the sight of Kellen, or feel timid considering her proximity to him.If anything, I feel she wants him to notice her, and I gauge the tension between them. The tension they seem to have always been between them.“They’re siblings aren’t they?”Sebastien chuckles at my question and his response is loud enough that they can both hear, “It’s a bit more complicated than that.”I nod because I'd always suspected it.I take one look at Dimitri and Ophelia and
Caelum is in the living room when I go to him and this time I know something has changed.He’s hunched over his computer, the look on his face grim and the line of his lips tight. I can tell something’s wrong, it’s obvious, yet when he looks at me his eyes soften. He sits up straight and I unconsciously notice how much space he takes up on the couch.The couch is large enough though. It’s almost perfect for someone of his size.I take the leap of faith and I go to sit beside him. Directly beside him. I feel Caelum stiffen as I settle in and that makes me chuckle, because this shows he’s just as nervous as I am and that settles me.“Is anything the problem?”I can almost already tell there is, yet this isn’t one of those moments where the knowledge of an imminent problem would bring cold to my fingers or a scared rumbling to my belly. The laptop is shining in front of us. When I direct my eyes to it I almost half expect him to close the open window, but he doesn’t.Instead he seems t
Kellen isn’t 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. It’s almost noon now so the sky is a patchwork of colors, a gentle artist’s creation as he drags his paintbrush across the canvas. I ask in a deadpan tone, “Am 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?” 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, “Who would the blind grown male possibly be waiting for?” 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 he’s caused to bother me, and which he’s now responsible for explaining. “What did you mean b
Sophia’s 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 isn’t so bad to me. It’s Violet making her first move and that’s okay. She can’t 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 she’s 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 though….“I’ll get it pulled down first.”His voice sounds calm and resigned as he begins, “Then block every other avenue they will have to put more out there.”That 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
Caelum’s pov.I watch the look on Sophia’s 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 her’s 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.“I can see Violet’s handiwork all over this.”Sophia’s response isn’t the one I’d 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 we’re the only people in the room,“Do you want to see what the public response is?”She 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 they’re dirty and soiled enough, and soon it’s only me and my garden. I’d always wanted to grow a garden. I just didn’t have the chance to really do that in Ulric’s mansion, but now that I can, I want to do it here.I’m 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 it’s not Caelum, I'd have felt it if it was him, and I'm right.It isn’t him.It’s Sebastian instead.I really can’t help the memory flash that comes, and I let it because he’s 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 haven’t 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 Dimitri… wreck the gardening mounds as he heaves and throws and just…“You could always ask him to stop y’know.”Kellen’s voice floats over from the bench he’s lain on, back against the stone, eyes to the skies, and voice oddly unfeeling as he makes that comment,He sounds calm, and he’s right, I could always ask Dimitri to stop, But so far, he’s the only one who’s offered to help me and he doesn’t seem to care that the others are saying he’s terrible at it, he’s doing what he’s 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. I’ll do my best to salvage what I can later.He seems really interested in actually doing the gardening, he’s doggedly adamant about planting the seeds, and playing wit
Caelum chuckles, and it’s 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 can’t 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, “How is my reason for killing more noble than yours?”Caelum 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 don’t 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, “My reason for killing him was anger.”Something primal gleams behind Caelum’s 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 wouldn’t be the most conventional way, I still accept it as a way because it is… and asking for permission to go out, would mean I’d have to go out if he agrees, and i don’t 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 he’s seated and asks,“You’re really the daughter of an Alpha?”I nod, not feeling offended at the fact that he’s 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
“You know half the city is looking for you right now, right?”I only catch a sliver of Sebastien’s statement before I leave the room, yet I can already tell what he’s speaking about, who he’s 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 we’ve 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.They’ll try to attack Caelum from all sides. They’ll 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
Caelum’s face is scrunched in a light frown when he watches the video, but I notice there’s nothing foul about the frown.He looks conflicted, like he’s trying to decide on something and he can’t, so he’s 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, “If you’re 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.” I realize how sappy I sound and some rebellious spirit in me lets out a barf sound, nope, it’s Alora. I shoot her a glare, and she looks away as she chuckles, but I feel Caelum’s 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,