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Ophelia sat still by her brother’s bed. He was no longer in the infirmary. She had a room prepared for him on the second floor of the mansion. The guards were stationed all over the floor, the stairs leading up here were all heavily guarded, and only a handful of people were allowed past that point, even the Council members were denied access. According to Sarah, Luke made it past the hardest part. It has been two days since he was poisoned. Thus, everything was postponed till further notice. The aftermath of this event spread through Moonglade like the poison Luke was injected with. The news of the illegal elixir production also stirred up the curiosity of many. Rumors have it that there was a spy in the mansion. A person who wanted to silence Luke before he got to stand witness. However, it couldn’t have failed more badly. Fingers were already starting to point at each other. “Wasn’t it you who first said that you doubted the princess’s identity before?” Alpha Silas asked the day
Ophelia and Noah hovered over a bed in the infirmary. A body was lying covered with what was once a white sheet from head to toe. It was now stained with dirt and blood sipped through its threads. It seems that Garelt’s words were true – not that she doubted him, but she had to see for herself. “The woman is dead, My Lord,” Garelt said, once he led Noah and Ophelia out into the hall. He refused to talk in front of Luke. “What in the world happened?” Noah asked, turning to Ryan who stood a few steps behind him, two other knights were with him. “We found her in the woods outside the estate,” Ryan said, his eyes wandering to the corpse lying behind Noah. “by the Lake of the Moon.”Lake of the Moon, Ophelia shuddered at the memories that accompanied the mention of that place. It was the same lake that Noah jumped in to save her. Ever since then, she avoided going there, even if by mistake. The lake represented a bad omen to her, this incident won’t allow her to overcome the illogical as
Before Ophelia headed to the council room, she stopped by her room to wash up and change into an outfit more suitable for an official council meeting. Sarah wasn’t there to help her, she guessed that she would be with Luke to prepare him for the interrogation. His body had a near-death situation, getting drugged was going to take a toll on his body. Sarah had to ensure he was well enough to continue with it. She wore a simple grey suit with a white chiffon shirt, the collar was tied in a loose bow to the side of her neck. She fixed her hair in a high ponytail at the last minute before entering the hall. She checked her watch, ten minutes were left. The sun was starting its descent into the sky, covering the world with different shades of orange and violet. By the time she reached the council room, Noah was already there with the Alpha. He was still dressed in denim and a sweatshirt. He was not as lucky as her to have time to change. It seems that the conversation with the Alpha wore
“Yes,” Luke said, with some sort of ease.The sound of the council adjusting in their seats in a notable union, they all guessed that answer from days ago. However, hearing Luke confirming it still was hard to digest. Ophelia carefully watched her brother, he still looked tired since he walked in. It was hard to say if it had gotten worse but, eventually, it would get worse. Ophelia could only imagine the questions Everett had yet to ask. Alpha Everett might be the one asking the questions, but they were agreed upon by the council, that they won’t have mercy. Even if Luke is her brother.“Were you involved in the arson of the Crescents in one way or another?” Everett asked again, his tone was calm as he already knew the answer, as well as the entire council.“No,
“Even six years ago, it was you.”The council room fell still, watching the cuffed man hover over Enzo. Enzo’s jaw dropped as if to speak, but only uneven breaths left his mouth. Ophelia was already on her feet waiting for the events to unfold, her brain was functioning faster than she could disgust. Enzo Dayton? The spy?It was hard to take in but, Luke was drugged, he only spoke the truth. Yet, they all found it hard to understand, these simple words. “What are you blabbing about?” Enzo finally replied, his voice quivering to some extent. “Is this a bluff? Are you accusing a member of the Council of Glaham?!”“A traitor in the Council of Glaham,” Luke corrected, tilting his head to the side. “Do you need some truth serum to say the truth?”“Alphas, are you just going to stand by and watch?!” Enzo said, directing his attention to the Alphas around the table. Their expressions were grim. “Enzo,” Everett said, breaking the stillness. “You are here under arrest for treason and the d
The next hour or so went faster than what Ophelia could perceive. The world around her felt like a distant background the moment her brother collapsed. She thought she lost him as well. Her body refused to slow down. Without much thought, she rushed Luke to the infirmary with Noah. She felt him next to her when her eyes failed to see him.The brief moments when their shoulders brushed together ever so slightly kept her attached to the thin string of reality she had. It all went too fast. Luke was still sweating by the time they got him to Sarah in the infirmary. The nurse was shocked to see him in this state, but she was quick to react. Luke was unconscious but Ophelia could see from the frown on his face that he was still in pain. “What happened?!” Sarah said, her hands working on taking Luke’s vitals. “I-I don’t know,” Ophelia stuttered, searching for words. Her eyes followed Sarah’s hands to focus her mind. “He was okay, I think. Then he just collapsed and grabbed his head.""Is
“I know it is late. But, I’m sorry.”It was crazy how mere words agitated her. She felt as if someone set her heart on fire. The suffocation blurred her vision and left her brain in a daze. If these words were meant to make her feel better, they didn’t. She never felt so angry in her life, perhaps it went as far as to surpass the anger she had all these years.But was that even possible? Could anything surpass the anger she had for losing her family?The answer was yes.When you meet the one who killed your family.Her hands clenched into fists next to her thigh, they quivered with suppressed anger. The council room went silent, carefully watching to see Ophelia’s reaction. But inside
“Ophelia is dead.”At that moment, Ophelia’s body went cold. Was it the breeze that blew through the window or was it the effect of her brother's words? She wasn’t sure. Noah stood as stunned as her. When his eyes met Luke, they were confused, as if this was their first encounter.“Luke you–,” Ophelia paused, gathering her thoughts. “You don’t remember?”“I…” Luke started, his eyes scanning the unfamiliar room in a dream-like gaze. “I don’t know what you are talking about, and who are you?” He stressed his last words out, his eyes narrowed in confusion. Everything about the woman by his side was familiar. She resembled him like a twin, like his sister. The platinum hair, violet eyes, her pale skin. It all screamed to him that it was his sister, yet, it was impossible. Ophelia was dead. In the back of his mind, the last memory he had when he was still sane was the loss of his sister. The night of the arson was the only truth he knew. Ophelia noticed that something was off, just like
*THIS IS A FREE CHAPTER IF YOU WERE CHARGERD PLEASE CONTACT GOODNOVEL*As this journey comes to an end I'm left with many doubts regarding the way I did it. There were days when I wanted to quite, but my heart desperately clung on to the last string of hope. The novel wasn't going along as well as I thought it would. Through the darkest days I had to remind myself that there are readers out there enjoying it. The last 2 years have been a roller coaster in my life, writing was hard, I barely had the time or the energy. But as I finally got a breather, I decided it was time to end this book. I ended it to mark the end of a phase of my life, and the life of my characters... Some might see it was rushed, but, it was the only way I saw it coming along.I the excitement of reaching the end gave me power to keep on going... And now the thrill of starting a new journey is giving me power. I believe to start something new, you need to end the past. And I did. These characters all repli
It has been a year since 18.6.2024…The day Ophelia’s life had taken a turn forever. It was hard at first to keep on living, to be the only survivor it got to her harder than ever since all hope had vanished with the day she set E.VI.L on fire. However, time proved to be stronger than any sensation that lingered after that accident. She soon began to overcome it all. Though she never forgot. But it didn’t hurt as much anymore. Having Noah and Luke by her side made it all easier since she focused on preserving what she had left rather than what she had lost. She was sure that would be what her clan wanted her to do. She lived on carrying their memory with her every breath. “Ophelia!” She snapped out of her trance to return to reality. Luke hovered over her as she crouched down before her parent's graves. It was summer now, the snow melted and the sky above was clear. The birds sang atop the trees behind the graves of the Crescent. Flowers sprouted beside her parent's graves in s
The ocean spread vastly around the yacht in all directions. The horizon line turned dark blue as they sailed away from Glaham. The sky weaved with the water in perfect harmony. There were little to no clouds in the sky. It had been raining cats and dogs the past few days. She appreciated the sun today. Ophelia took a seat on the roof of the yacht, it was all in white, the metal, the fabric, it all gave a sense of serenity with the sound of crashing waves against the boat’s belly. Luke on the other hand couldn’t decide if it was better on the roof or the deck, and in his pursuit, he climbed up and down over a dozen times. Finally, when they were halfway through their journey, he decided to settle next to his sister, his pale features were paler as he sat with a loud thud.“All is good?” Ophelia asked raising an eyebrow, offering her pack of chips that she saved from her brother’s wrath. Luke waved her off and gagged. “I think I’m getting sick.”“I told you not to eat too much before
Later after Ophelia left Noah, she headed to her room to change into something more comfortable for the long way ahead. It would take them almost half a day to reach the organization according to Luke’s statements. They will take a ship from the shores of Encford. Ophelia recalled Margret, Enzo’s daughter. News of the Alpha’s death has probably reached them by now. This whole trip was to fulfill her promise to Enzo, to get the medicine needed for his daughter’s survival. Alpha Laura promised to do her best to study the medicine and replicate it if possible. Aside from the promise, she wanted to see what it was like for Luke there, and the other Crescents. During Luke’s interrogation, he mentioned that some Crescents were still held captive by the organization. Ophelia held back from having any hope at all. It has been a long time since their capture, there was no knowing what changed in them during these years. She was able to bring back her brother, deep down she wanted to save
The last gift…As Noah told her earlier, he was present for his father’s funeral. Ophelia never got the chance to attend funerals except for her clan's.But she was sure they were meant to be more crowded than this. It was her, Noah, and his parents, Merrick, Oswald, and Hero. No one else came. No one wanted to be here. The Council only approved this burial as a thank you to Noah for being a hero. Ophelia didn’t judge them, she would be lying if she said she felt sorry for Dustin. She was here because of what it meant to Noah. He wanted to bury a part of him with Dustin. Lock it all underneath the wooden lid of the coffin, and deep into the ground. Perhaps then, it would make his heart feel lighter. It was raining lightly now in the woods, the sky was paid actor as it shed tears over all those they had lost, the water droplets puttered against the leaves above their heads in a steady rhythm. Noah chose to bury his father on the flat land next to the lake. He hated this lake, alway
Rain…The rain continued for the next two days. The sun shined behind the dense clouds, its rays escaping through the gaps to illuminate the destruction of Glaham. The horizon was a thin line of smug and debris. The rain puttered on the leaves of what remained of nature and the trees. The once bright and soothing woods ringing the mansion now resembled a ghost city. Ophelia stood at her window, the rain drizzling down her window heavily. Her heart ached at the state of Moonglade, it reminded her of the time she returned to the Crescents after the arson. The destroyed homes, the blood-soaked streets, and the bone-chilling cold. Her eyes refocused on her reflection in the window. She looked tired. Her platinum white hair was tied up behind her head, her eyes were red-rimmed with lack of sleep, and dark circles reached her cheeks. She was dressed in a black button-up shirt and a black skirt. All the black brought attention to her tired and wary pale face. Whenever she closed her eyes to
Ophelia…The world went serene. Time stopped as if someone pushed the pause button. Warm light shyly intervened from the heavens. There were no shadows, or demons threatening the fated mates. Noah felt at ease as if someone was hugging his heart from within. The throbbing in his chest was gone the moment he saw Ophelia crouching in front of him, her long platinum hair falling like a curtain around her face.Noah got to his feet, lighter, his footsteps echoing in the air as he knelt to her side, gently touching her shoulders. Ophelia trembled softly under his touch, she slowly held her head up, her eyes shyly popping out between her messed-up hair. Her violet eyes were rimmed red, she had been crying. Noah couldn’t help the smile that touched his mouth.He rarely sees tears in Ophelia's eyes; when he does, he can’t help the empathy crawling into his heart. The need to protect every strand of her moon-like hair, and keep the tears from ever finding her eyes again. Noah extended his ha
“Come forth! Nymeria!”The eruption started from inside Ophelia. She felt it in her chest as it rattled against her rips, something was breaking free of constraints. Nymeria. She blazed in violet and light as if Ophelia was the center of a torture and her fire burned bright around her. It sent a shock wave in a ring around her, bringing the battle’s attention to her. She felt the ecstasy wash over her. In her hand, her power took form. It materialized from thin air into the most beautiful sword Ophelia lay her eyes on. The blade dazzled as it caught the light, it seared in the smug air, as if a star fell from the star right into her hands. The metallic hilt wrapped around her hand and wrist gracefully like satin. The sword was light in her hand, she felt it pulsating in her palm as it came alive. Nymeria, she thought feeling the she-wolf resonate within her very soul.I’m with you Ophelia, Nymeria said, her voice echoing in her mind. This is your power. Wield it!Ophelia took it a
“We do this together!” Ophelia stood center, Merrick and Hero on her right and Oswald on her left, she felt their auras pulsate in the air around them.“Are you sure you are well enough to fight?” Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers. Ophelia couldn’t prickle to hear their conversation longer. Dustin stood before them unmoving, watching them with a cold lifeless expression, a smirk touched the corners of his mouth. It was the most upsetting thing Ophelia had ever seen in her life. It reminded her of clowns – the ones you run from.Behind him, the wall he built stood tall and thick, separating them from Noah and the others. Noah stopped