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“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
“You need to stop before you start something you can’t handle,” Noah murmured. A shaky breath escaped as he caught Ophelia’s eyes, he could see the confusion in her eyes as she tried to find an answer. He had no idea what face he had on right now. Ophelia, on the other hand, could see him. She felt his hot breath on her skin as she felt him defying the urge within him. The places where their skin met were on fire, yet she couldn’t withdraw her hands. Almost like a magnet drew them together, she felt the butterflies in her stomach. Since when did Noah have this effect on her? They used to duel each other, they were more than just close. Their bodies tangled with each other fiercely every other day, and she had never once felt this tingling feeling in her stomach. It was only pure adrenaline pumping in her veins with excitement. Now all she could hear was her heartbeat in her ears, the blood rushing to her head, and her weak knees.His crimson eyes staring at her did not make it any
“We will make a play.”Under different circumstances, Ophelia would take Noah’s words as a joke or a mockery. But considering the situation and the stern expression on his face, it was impossible to rule the statement as mere mockery. Noah was already coming up with a plan to shock them all. That has been his way all along. Even when they spared, Noah always had tricks up his sleeves. He never used it on her, that was why she always won. However, now there was no need to hold back. This was a full-on attack. Noah was going to use every trick up his sleeves and hope they all worked in their favor. “Play as in…act?” Lord Everett questioned, cutting the other Alphas chattering.Noah didn’t reply and glanced over in Enzo’s direction. Ophelia followed his gaze and understood his concern. He didn’t want to speak before a traitor. Yes, Enzo had his reasons. But it was not enough reason to trust him yet. “I’ll excuse myself,” Enzo said, getting to his feet. “I would like to be escorted to
“I love you, Ophelia,” he said, his voice breathy on her wet lips.He saw the daze in her violet eyes as they scanned him for an answer. He wanted to know what was on her mind. Every thought, every move she made, her every decision. He wanted to be a part of her, hold her close. Ophelia could see the desire in his scarlet eyes, they shimmered as they caught the light from the chandelier hovering over them, the only witness to their desires acting out on them. Ophelia brought up her arms, wrapping them around his neck. He understood what he had to do, gently grabbing her by her thighs, carrying her in his arms to place her on the table. Their heartbeats synched together in a steady tempo as their chests touched. The rustling trees outside the window sounded like music to their fevered minds. Ophelia slowly spreaded her legs, giving room to Noah. They felt impossibly close to each other, she felt all of him on her. His gaze roamed her every bit, his hands following along, leaving a hot
For the day Ophelia chose to wear a high-neck chiffon blouse with long sleeves. All for the sake of hiding what she and Noah did all night long. She stood in front of the mirror struggling with the button behind her neck. Noah was by the bed, rolling up the sleeves of his button-up shirt from the day before, he decided to drop by his chambers later to change it. When turned around, he finally noticed her struggling. He covered the distance between them in long strides before he reached out to do it for her, gently brushing her platinum hair aside. Ophelia watched him as he approached her in the mirror, with every step he took toward her, her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes lingered on him as he focused on the work at hand.Seeing him after everything that happened set butterflies loose in her stomach. She kept going back to the passionate night they spent. And morning. The way their skin touched. The warmth that engulfed her through the night. Despite the summer heat, it felt as if Noa
“He is with me,” Noah said, clasping Luke’s shoulders. Ophelia narrowed her eyes, carefully inspecting the two men. She noticed how they were close in height despite the age gap. Luke is three years younger than Noah, yet he is already catching up to him. Not to mention that Luke still didn’t come of age. She couldn’t help but doubt the friendliness going on between them. “You know,” Ophelia said, touching her hip. “It’s hard to believe that you were both at each other’s throats just a few days ago.”“Same goes for you,” Noah said, smirking as he lifted one of his brows. “You shot your brother, might I remind you.” “Wait a minute,” Luke exclaimed, his eyes dilated as he raised a hand to pause the conversation. “Ophelia you – you shot me?!” Ophelia shifted her weight from one leg to another, her brows flinching as she said, “Oh, I did. Right after you stabbed Noah.” “I stabbed you!?” Luke said, quickly turning sideways to look at Noah, who was also avoiding him. Noah might have for
Unlike the previous sunny day, it was cloudy today when Ophelia pulled open the curtains. She sighed at the sight, predicting it would rain later in the day. Now it was more befitting the mood. She could feel the gloominess and the tension in the air in her room. It was quieter than the usual mornings, no servants or citizens were going about their daily lives. The only ones left behind are the soldiers. She saw knights walking in teams beyond the gates from her window. They weren’t dressed in their usual attire either, instead, they wore colorful civilian clothing. She could spot the red shawls wrapped around their arms; some had them on their neck. No one would notice the resemblance in the crowd, since each wore it in their way. Last night, she parted with Luke a bit after their conversation. He needed to rest and so did she. She tried to convince him to leave with the rest to Europa, but he refused and left her alone on the portico, giving her no space to negotiate. She didn’t se
*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