LOGIN“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
Fatigue seeps into her muscles, a yawn leaving her lips as she pushes to her feet and stretches wildly. Done for now, she tries to clean up the mess they'd made of the throne room, but Cedric's wolf follows again, nudging her stubbornly until she gives up.Earning her attention, it walks to the door
The next few days breezed past like the wind and Marisol would like to describe them as uneventful, but she knew it was far from that. As much as she hated to admit it, Marisol and Cedric had developed some sort of arrangement. They would spend their nights together in the throne room, with Marisol
It was strange, Cedric thought, how everything about her felt so familiar, as if he had known her for a lifetime. He couldn't shake the feeling of warmth that washed over him whenever he was in her presence, a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time.Lost in his head, Cedric hadn't realized it when Mar
Sophia's expression darkens, her eyes narrowing into slits as she glares at Marisol. "Don't play innocent with me," she spits, her voice laced with venom. "You can try to fool everyone around here but not me, I know the truth.” She accuses, “I know you're just using Cedric to get what you want!"Mar







