M̸ericelI stirred the purple liquid in the huge cauldron, cackling when the clear vision of Ares and Rue replaces the purple liquid.I start to speak in tongues and one of my trusted birds, Liphanel teleports unto my shoulders. He lets out a cry, flapping his wings.My eyes set back to the cauldron where I could clearly see the two enemies. My head tilted as I studied them and my long black nails tapped unto the long wooden spoon.They were bathing in the stream both naked. My eyes narrow as I watch Ares push his finger inside his wound and start to remove some of the liquid toxin.He lifts his head to stare at Rue and speaks but unfortunately the spell I casted would not allow me to hear.I hum. Why were they not trying to kill each other?I turn to the crow on my shoulder."Liphanel let us
Rue"You both had better not turn around to look at me!" I hissed as I fixed my dress.Stefan and Gorjon forms shook in terror, their backs faced me as they nodded their heads swiftly. "Ofcourse milady, we shall never do such." It was Stefan, his tiny voice full of fright.I bent down to grasp one of my boots and slip it on. The other one is soon fitted on afterwards. I rolled my eyes and turned to face the stream.I could not see Ares since I had ordered him to stay behind a huge rock until I was done getting dressed."You can show yourself now you dirty dog, I am done." I shout and watch him reveal himself, face set in a smirk.My brows furrowed as I turned back around. What on earth is he smirking at? Did my hair still have some twigs?I lift my hands and brush my fingers through my wet hair. There are no twigs. I brushed off his confusing attitude, deciding that it was not something to dwell on.Soon I f
Rȗҽ"Milady please stay close by." Stefan says and turns around to stare at me.
Rȗҽ It feels like a tiny spark until it's heated with a burning passion. Our lips pressed together, so hot and unbearable. By just the soft skin of our lips pressing together has my en
₵ylester"Here." The wolf whose name I've just learnt was Sebastian throws huge clothes at my face
RȗҽMy stomach drops and disgust crawls on my skin like tiny needles. I stared at the small bed ma
RȗҽI hugged my figure, glaring at the old worn out wooden walls. I was utterly freezing having to
RȗҽHot. That is how I felt as sweat coated my skin. My eyes fluttered open, blurry at first as they adjusted to the sunlight streaming through the entire room.
*Two days later* Ares sat on the throne, breathing out a sigh of content at the mere feeling of finally sitting on the throne his father sat on years ago. Back then, Ares stared at his
RueTaking another step forward, Mericel forces herself to rise to her feet. She holds her bleeding side and stumbles back. "Stay back." She hisses, putting her palms up as though it would stop me from inflicting
MericelI let out a grunt as I stumbled onto the wooden chair. My hands come to clamp around the b
The pure emotion in Ares's words set Rue's heart leaping into a frenzy of emotions that nearly clogged her throat. She swallowed the lump and let her eyes roam over the wolves behind her.Their breathing was ragged, the air coming out in puffs of fog as they showed their rage for the dark witch ahead. Rue's heart leaps again. Never had she thought in a million years that wolves would fight alongside her. She felt her eyes moisten at the
"Are you not going to help?" The soft voice startled Cylester who stared at the opening of the portal. He was confused as to why it had not closed yet. Perhaps Rue had mixed up the ingredients in this one.Turning
Something was different about Rue, something Mericel could not seem to put her fingers on. It was not just her power that was different, Mericel could tell. The witch she had trapped in the enchanted forest was no more. What now stood a good distance from her was very much more powerful.
When had it come to that? Not taking heed of her mate's words and teleporting a few distances away from the wolves castle. She left him there with the wolves, she did not listen. Now she was glaring at the eyes that killed her parents. Zefer.
"You nearly died a few minutes ago and the wolves have not healed a hundred percent yet and you want to wage a war on a dark witch who now posseses more power?!" Ares snarls.He did not mean to shout in anger but
Rȗҽ The taste of the banshee's soul still lingered like a bad tang that would not go away soon enough. I was fighting the urge to vomit not wanting to dirty myself or Ares who was now