Sara's POV I felt a surge of frustration. "What can we do more, Elias? Sit back and just do nothing?"Elias placed a calming hand on my arm. "I'm not saying we do nothing, Sara. But we need to handle this like we are walking on thin ice now. Jethro's mind is at a breaking threshold, and we can't afford to push him further away."I sighed; Elias was right. I couldn't afford to make things any worse, even though I needed to put an end to sitting back and doing nothing."What do we do, then?" I asked ruefully.Elias pondered for a while before speaking. "Why don't we start to try and reach out to Jethro in little ways, see if we can trigger some memories—and some feelings that might jog his memory to remember you?"I nodded. There was a pinprick of hope. In the grander scheme of things, it seemed so small, but at that moment it meant everything. I would have done anything to help Jethro remember me.And then Elias's expression turned serious. "There's something else, Sara. Jethro, he do
Elia’s POV"I will, Eliza. Thanks for looking out for me."Eliza smiled back, with a renewed sparkle reflected in her eyes. "That's what friends are for, right? Now, come on, let's get some rest. You've got a big night ahead of you tomorrow."I nodded my head and followed Eliza back inside. Stepping along, I felt thankful to her. She was one of the very few who knew the whole story, yet she still stood by me, encouraging.We parted at the top of the stairs—Eliza to her room, and I to mine. I shut the door and a mighty exultation surged through me. Tomorrow night I should see what was out there. There was no choice now. Cunning would take me inside the pack's territory, and Jethro would remember me—all else did not matter.Eliza's face changed, the eyes narrowing slightly. "Hold on a second, Sara. What were you doing with Elias so late? Didn't you hear; weren't you here when he came by earlier, saying Jethro was looking for you?"An apparent upsurge of defensiveness overcame me; I didn
Sara’s POVAll of a sudden, I could feel the hot water, and how Eliza always seemed to get right under my skin. She knew just the buttons to press to make me feel crazy. But I knew I wasn't crazy. I knew Eliza was manipulative and controlling, constantly scheming on how to get what she wanted, no matter who she hurt in her process.I exhaled; it was as though a heaviness within me was leaving, and the tension escaping. The warmth of the water enveloped me, rinsing me of some of the anger and frustration. I continued standing, allowing the water to soothe me, until finally turned the shower off and stepped out onto the mat.I wrapped the towel around me and felt a wave of relief take over. Maybe, just maybe, I could begin to finally rationalize this argument with Eliza. Maybe I could move on.I was looking at the image in my eyes, which dulled the anger, but inside me, I could feel that it was not going to be that simple. Eliza seemed to have this thing about getting under my skin—sort
Sara's POVI sat up in the bed, trying to banish the feeling of unease that had settled over me. That must have been a dream, I told myself. But the memory of those eyes was long-lasting.I threw the covers off and got out of bed to pace across the room. What had I just gone through? Was it a dream, or was it something more sinister?I became aware of something strange: the window had been opened, and the curtain was moving freely with the wind. But I could have sworn that I closed it before I went to bed.I started shivering as I approached my window. And there it was, a small piece of paper in the frame of the window.I fished it out, and my heart skipped a beat as I read the message scrawled on it, "I'll be back."Frantically, I looked around the room for someone; maybe I wasn't alone. But he was gone. I was shaken. My mind was racing with questions. Who was this entity? What did he want from me?I tried to pacify myself by telling myself it was only a prank, but deep inside, I kn
Sara's POV I became a little bit numb when I finally registered the news. "What do we do now?" Emma asked, a worried tone had started to refill her voice. "I want you to check up on the accident some more," I told her, trying to set my thoughts in some sort of logical order. "And I want you to investigate what Elias was working on. I believe it has something to do with the things that are happening to me." "Okay, I will try," she replied."But Sara, be careful. If something supernatural is involved, we don't know what we're dealing with.""I know," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I have to know what's happening to Elias. And I have to stop The Shadow before it's too late." "I'll do everything I can," Emma promised. "Just stay safe, okay?" I nodded, even though she couldn't see me."I will. Thanks, Emma." We hung up, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The Shadow was closing in, and Elias was hurt. I felt like I was running out of time.There was to do something, but w
Sara's POVI groggily fluttered my eyes open, struggling to take in my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, vulnerable to the harsh beeping of machines and cold white walls. Coming into focus was my mother's face, her eyes blazing red from crying. "Sara, oh thank goodness you're awake!" she exclaimed, running to my side.I tried to speak but could utter no more than hoarse whispers. My mother hurried to help me drink a little water from a cup.While drinking, memories began to rise. The phone call with Emma, the pang in my chest, falling to the floor.My mother saw the confusion on my face and gently took my hand. "This is a good thing that has happened; besides, Eliza came to know about you," she said. "You were lying unconscious, and we had to rush you to the hospital. We were so concerned."I nodded, still trying to process everything. My mother smiled and squeezed my hand."The doctor will be in to see you in just a minute. But I'm so glad you're awake, Sara. I was so scared."
Sara's POV I nodded patiently, but I was very near to my patience wearing thin. I felt that I was on the verge of uncovering something big, something that could very well explain everything that had been happening.My mom came back into the room, looking relieved. "All taken care of," she said. "Now, Sara, the doctor says you need to rest. Emma, why don't you go home and get some rest too? You can come back and visit Sara later."Emma nodded, though I knew she didn't want to leave. "I'll be back soon," she said, squeezing my hand.Feeling a twinge of apprehension, I watched her as she left the room. What had Emma discovered? And what did that mean to me? I did try to rid my thoughts and just rest, but my mind was a slave to racing thoughts.Hours went by. I couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension. My mom sat next to me, reading a book. I wasn't able to focus on anything except what Emma had said.Finally, Emma returned. She crept into the room, closing the door behind her."What i
Sara's POVI walked out of the hospital, and Emma was waiting for me by the car with a slight smile. "Hey, ready to take on the night?" she asked before her eyes took in my outfit – the hospital gown and slippers."Wait, no you aren't. Let's get you some clothes first.""I chuckled, even feeling a little daft. Yeah, I guess this ain't exactly party attire."Emma knew more than enough to open the door on the passenger's side of the car. "Hop in; I know where to take you to get patched up."I got into the car with Emma, who sped off, snaking through the streets with such confidence that I had to hold on tight. She then pulled up to some trendy boutique and dragged me inside, throwing clothes through the air so fast and so true that it pretty much took my breath away."Try this, no this, wait try that one…" she chattered, until the shop manager, a chic woman with a chic bob and a warm smile, took it upon herself to intervene, "Emma dear, let the poor girl breathe! You're going to drown h
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's P.O.V I hummed softly to myself as I cleaned Vincent's bedroom, my hands gliding easily across the surfaces. My eyes strayed to his dresser, toward that one drawer he'd always said not to touch. Curious, I wondered what could be so special in that one little drawer. "A surprise?" I asked innocently.My fingers found the handle and drew the drawer open in a second. Inside were heaps of photos. The first I picked was of a man crowned, an aura of melancholy diffused about him. A lot about him seemed so familiar, yet I just couldn't place who he was.I went onto the next picture couple embracing. The woman's face stirred something in my system. "Emma? Elias?" I blurred my head racing. Then, a sharp pain pierced my head, and pictures slipped from my hands as a groan escaped my lips.A voice reverberated inside my head, "I love you, and you are forever mine." But it wasn't Vincent's voice. There came confusion inside me. Picking up the coronation picture, the rise of tears was to be
Jethro's POV Three Months later…%.Three months had passed since that fateful day. I sat in my throne room, full of the grandeur of a restored kingdom but my heart was still shattered. Ryker's defeat and Tanisha's demise brought peace, but only Eldrid still stirred in my heart.Elias entered, his face solemn. "Your Highness," he greeted low. I did not even look up. "Did you find her?" I asked without any expectation of a different answer.The pause that followed was all the answer Elias needed. "Nein, Your Highness." I looked down, my eyes welling up hot. I had sent Elias to scour the ruins-to search every inch of the explosion site. But there was nothing. No sign of Sara. No indication of her fate.I clung to hope, tenuous as the thinnest of threads but refused to break. She may yet be alive. She must. Elias stepped near. His footsteps made quiet echoes in the still hall. "I have searched every possible place, Jethro," he said, using my name rather than my title. "I have interrogate
Jethro's P.O.V.I stormed down the corridors of Ryker's lair-my sword slicing through the shadows. Guards leaped to intercept me, but with rage fueling my movements, I cut them down with precision.Finally, I burst into Ryker's chamber, my eyes locking onto the man himself.Ryker stood calmly, an amused hint dancing on his lips."Where is Sara?" I yelled, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "Where are you keeping her?"Ryker's smile spread wider, but nothing fell from his lips. "Liar!" I spat, my hand tightening on my sword hilt. "I know you're behind this." Ryker somehow managed to lift an eyebrow. "Sara? Do you think I have Sara? You ought to know me by now, Jethro. If I had Sara, I'd leave a message. But I don't have Sara." Anger spilled over and I was yelling, "You're lying!Ryker's men drew their swords and, in the dim light of the room, angled them at me."Be careful, Jethro," Ryker said, his voice thick with malice. "You're on my turf, surrounded by my men. Your recklessne
Sara's POV I slowly opened my eyes, grogginess fogging my brain. Where was I? The air was heavy with darkness and an eerie silence.A faint splash sounded through the room followed by a cold trickle down my face. I jackknifed upwards, gasping.Someone was sitting beside me, swathed in shadows. My eyes slowly accommodated to the dim light and the outline of a woman appeared."Welcome back, Sara," she said, her voice oozing malice.The woman leaned forward, and a sliver of light danced across her features, revealing Tanisha's sinister smile."You must be wondering where you are," Tanisha said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's just say you're guessing with me."Memories came flooding back to Emma's visit, the figure in black, the knock to the head. My mind reeled; fear clawed its way up my throat.Tanisha did not even bat an eye. "You see, Sara, you're quite valuable to me. Your. Particular talents could tip the scales in Ryker's favor."My heart plummeted. Emma's words replayed
Tunisia's POV I was sitting in my dark living room; only a little light was in view, as it was occupied with dancing candles casting gruesome shadows on the walls. Marcus came in. "Ma'am, our spy says Emma is planning to open Sara's gate of energy for the war," he informed me with low urgent tones.My gaze jerked up; my eyes slit. That gate was the key to unimaginable power, and I wouldn't allow Emma to unlock it. "And?" I pushed my voice tight with anticipation.Marcus did hesitate this time before finishing, "Emma's trying to harness Sara's energy to aid her cause." My fist clenched alongside my jaw. That would be Ryker's death sentence. Failure. Defeat. No, I wouldn't let that happen."We cannot let that happen," I muttered to myself as my mind started racing. "Ryker would lose." Marcus stood before me, a look of neutrality upon his face. "What do you think we should do?" he asked.I smiled, cold and calculated. "We'll kidnap Sara, rendering Emma's plan useless. And this might jus
Emma's P.O.V.I pushed the door open of our modest home, worn out. The last few days had messed with my head, turning into a blur of anxiety and fear, as Mamma's condition deteriorated further with each passing hour. I walked toward her room, apprehension hanging heavy in my heart. Inside, she lay frail, pale with clammy skin."Mother?" I said, my voice barely more than a whisper. I took her hand in mine. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open. "Emma. . my dear," she whispered, just barely audible. I forced a smile onto my face, trying to hide my tears. "I'm here, Mother. You're going to be all right."But before I could get her reply, Lia strode into the room, a frown etched on her features. "Emma, don't tire her out," she reprimanded, firm in her voice. I frowned, suspicion dawning that something wasn't right. "Lia, what's going on? Mother isn't getting better," I said, accusation creeping into my tone.Lia's smile was syrupy and sweet. "Oh, Emma, you know your mother's illness is.co
Tunisia's Pov I snuggled deeper into Ryker's side, my fingers tracing the outlines of his chest. His eyes gleamed with amusement, and I knew he was right where I wanted him."Ryker, now that Jethro knows about me. Secrecy," I started, letting my voice drop to a fragile state, "I will have to be protected even more. More men."Ryker's brow arched, and a teasing smile curled his lips. "So that's why you came to me."I smiled back, feigning innocence. "Can you blame me? You are the most powerful man in the realm after all."Ryker chuckled, his eyes glinting with desire. "And what do I get in return?"My heart skittered as my gaze met his. This was it."Whatever you want," I whispered, my voice husky.Ryker's eyes flashed to mine, an inferno of intensity blazing there. "Will you?" he asked, his voice so low it was little more than a whisper and sensual.My heart fluttered at the sound as I nodded, my lips grazing his. "Whatever it will take to ensure our alliance is solidified."Ryker's