Marisol felt her pulse quicken as he drew nearer, commanding attention and igniting a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within her. His scent and warmth overwhelmed her senses, sending a pleased shiver down her spine. Despite her anger, despite her resolve to keep her distance, she couldn't deny the
Once again, she considered offering an apology and becoming confident with it, but the words caught in her throat suffocated by the weight of her guilt. So she remained silent, opting to observe Cedric from a distance instead.After a while, Cedric glanced up from his reading, his gaze meeting hers
On getting to her room, Marisol is struck with another dilemma. She paced around the length of the room, guilt and anxiety weighing down on her. She worried about Lily's wellbeing and wondered if an apology would cut it for putting her through what would no doubt be one of the most, if not the most,
“Now let's talk about something more interesting!” Lily chirped, the amusement returning to her voice, “The pack is abuzz with some interesting information that you should know.” Lily exclaimed excitedly. “What is it?” Marisol asked, her eyes widening slightly in curiosity.“You've got to follow me
Before she could voice her thoughts, Lily added, "Of course, not everyone believes the rumor. Many are more interested in the prophecy and what it might mean for the pack's future. It seemed someone leaked that information to divert their attention. So not only are they scared of you, they now see y
“Well, since she's already here.” He started, leaning into his chair and folding his arms. His expression morphed into a smirk this time, confusing Marisol with the sudden change as he added, “Don’t you think now would be the perfect time to do what I asked of you?”Marisol, utterly lost and confuse
“Cedric, stop!” Marisol called out, running after Cedric, who was idly walking back to the hidden castle, getting nothing in reply or even in the way of acknowledgment.She ran until she bumped into him, hearing as he sucked in a sharp breath before turning around ever so slowly. “Yes, Marisol?” He
Who was Guinevere, and what had driven her to cast such a malevolent spell?She'd read of the wars between Ember Coven and Redwood Pack, but there was no mention of a ‘Guinevere’. The only place she'd come across her name was in the prophecy. The same one that mentioned that war was coming to Redwoo
“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
Marisol's heart swelled with conflicting emotions at Cedric's declaration. His eyes, conveying his utmost sincerity, almost had her bursting into tears where she sat. Instead, she forced a smile, her applause joining in with the others, though inside, she felt a pang of sadness.“That's wonderful ne
A smile spread across Marisol's face as she turned around in his arms to face him. “Nervous? Why on earth…”“Okay, I was nervous on your behalf.” He admitted with a sheepish grin, and Marisol regarded him with a fond smile. “But Leticia was right. When we retreated, they prowled around aimlessly for
Marisol stepped out of Leticia's chambers with a million thoughts bubbling in her head. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or cry. Maybe she wanted to do both. It was so unfair. Her parents had told her she was destined for greatness. Was this fate's idea of greatness? To be made to sacrifice