The atmosphere in Leticia's room was heavy with tension as Marisol, Nicole, and Leticia sat in a circle, each lost in their own thoughts. The recent attack by Dark Moon had shaken Leticia up and even briefly had her questioning her alliance with the werewolves. She'd barely survived that day; Nicol
"These are the tools of our trade," Leticia explained, gesturing towards the contents of the box. "We'll use them to channel your innate energy and guide you in harnessing your powers."Marisol nodded. The once dull thrum of excitement she felt humming louder now. With wide eyes, she leaned forward,
With a wave of his hand, Cedric dismissed the warriors, signaling the end of their inspection. Taking Marisol's hand in his, he led her away from the bustling courtyard and towards the quiet solitude of their castle.As they walked, Cedric could not help stealing glances at Marisol, unable to shake
Marisol found herself standing in the middle of a desolate desert, surrounded by twisted, dead trees that seemed to reach out with gnarled fingers. The air was heavy with the stench of decay, and a sense of foreboding hung thick in the air. She knew immediately that she was trapped in a dream. This
Sensing her distress, Cedric's concern only deepened, “It's okay. I'm here now. I won't let anything happen to you. Whatever it was cannot harm you now. Please tell me. What was it?” He coaxed softly, lacing their fingers together.“Guinevere,” the name escaped Marisol's lips in a shaky whisper, the
The question hung heavily in the air, a sense of unease and apprehension washing over everyone present. Marisol shook her head, more in confusion than in answer. She had no idea what Leticia meant.“What… I didn't…” “That wasn't a dream, Marisol" Leticia cuts in, her voice solemn and her gaze pierc
Guinevere seethed with fury as she brooded in her frozen state, her mind consumed with rage at Marisol's unwitting intrusion into her realm. The thought of the inexperienced hybrid witch stumbling upon her domain ignited a firestorm of frustration and anger within her.How dare this mere fledgling p
“What's wrong?” Maya mouthed, and Ryan shrugged.“It's about Marisol.” He supplied, and Jake made a sound of realization before scratching at his nape awkwardly."Lily, we understand how you feel," Maya began slowly, crouching to be at eye level with the other, "But with the turn things have taken s
“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