“Thank you,” Leila replies. She did not expect him to agree so easily. There is a reason wraith-kons don’t live within a pack, they are rumoured to bring death and destruction with them, wherever they go. Tatum should be aware of this, he’s the first person who told her about wraith-kons even before she found out her grandmother was one but he doesn’t seem to care about that. Does she tell him about the curse on Amara? She doesn’t want him anywhere near her anymore, right? But she is still his child and he is an Alpha, he may have connections to someone who might be able to help as well. “Would that be all?” Tatum’s curt voice snap her attention back to him. “Yes,” Leila replies, noticing the way his eyes are completely stoic and unreadable and his demeanour is cold. Why does that bother her? How long has it been since he found out they were mates? Has it been a while or did he just find out when she returned? He is getting ready to marry Carmela, he should be talking of rejec
“Sister, huh?” Leila whispers to Kelvin as she ushers them inside.Kelvin glances at her and the guilt in his eyes tug something in Leila’s heart.Could this Tatiana be the reason Kelvin has been scarce around her for some days now? Does he like Tatiana? She’s the first lady she has seen Kelvin with in a long time and he even brought Tatiana to her house.“Make yourself comfortable, just want to have a quick chat with Leila,” Kelvin sits Tatiana on the couch and gestures for Leila to come with him.“I know this is going to sound crazy but–”“You’re seeing her?”Leila cannot stop herself from asking, watching Kelvin’s eyes carefully.“What? No, yes, I mean, look–” Kelvin pauses and heaves a deep sigh. “She has witch blood.”He glances at Tatiana from over the counter before he turns back to Leila and Leila does not miss the admiration in his eyes. “She’s one of the new employees in my firm, we’ve had a few drinks, nothing serious but today over lunch, I was quite distracted because
Tatiana keeps her head down. “I dare not stray from your cause brother, I could never be lost, I remain devout to your purposes.” Antonio scoffs. “Get out,” he orders the woman on the bed and she scampers for her clothes, running out of the room faster than her legs can carry her. Antonio slowly walks towards Tatiana and as he does so, his naked body is slowly covered with clothes that grow out of his skin and by the time he gets to her, he is fully clothed in white silk trousers and long sleeve shirt. He extracts his claw and pinches under Tatiana’s chin, drawing blood as he lifts her face up to look into her eyes. “You say you are not lost? You call me a liar?” Tatiana swallows in trepidation, a chill runs down her spine from the low yet threatening tone of his voice and she shudders, the pain in her chin feeling non-existent, nothing compared to the fear that seizes her heart. Words are to be watched around her brother, his temper is something no leash can hold, only the be
In captivity, she fell in love with the king and they had him and Tatiana but then his mother killed the king in his sleep and then took her life when Antonio was only three years old and Tatiana, six months old.Naturally, the eldest brother took over and became the Lycan king and visiting the sins of the mother upon the children, Antonio and Tatiana were ostracised and exiled from the family by their brother.Their mother, Agatha, before her death was the first daughter of the wraith-kons and they took them in.Tatiana’s magic first manifested when she was two and it became certain that she would inherit her mother’s magic but Antonio had no sign of magic as was expected.However, he studied every mystic and dark art, knew every spell, every charm, every incantation by heart and even though he had no magic himself, he had far more knowledge on sorcery than anyone that had ever existed.It came as a shock to no one when he turned fifteen and shifted into his Lycan that he offered to
Leila stares sullenly at Amara’s sleeping body, sitting beside Amara on the bed. Whatever Tatiana did seems to be working, the colour is gradually returning to Amara’s body and her breathing is not as silent and shallow as before.Tatiana only touched Amara, she didn’t utter a word or use any items for a spell and yet she did something a pack witch could not do. For someone who claims she only just discovered she has witch blood, she seems to be very strong.“Uncle Alpha, why doesn’t mama like you?” Amara mutters in her sleep.It is the first time she is saying anything since she came down with the curse.“Amara, baby,” Leila says, her eyes coating with tears, her heart flooding with relief.She leans closer and holds Amara’s hand but then the strangest thing happens. Immediately Leila touches Amara, she is pulled in by a strong magical force, she sucks in a sharp breath, throwing her head up and her eyes change from their natural blue colour covered by a glowing golden hue and she i
Celina hands Amara to Liana. “Go with your grandma and have something to eat, you and I will catch up later.” Liana and Celina share a knowing look and Liana takes Amara away, leaving the two other women the space to talk. “There is no easy way to say this, so I will say it the only way it can be said. Your child is not supposed to exist. She goes against the very laws of nature, an abomination most would consider her to be, an anomaly they would call her but what she is special, rare and divine,” Celina says as she sits on the floor, crossing her legs in front of her and she gestures with her head for Leila to join her on the floor. Leila looks at her, completely confused, a bit upset and a little surprised. Why call her daughter an abomination and then call her divine? “I don’t understand what you mean, I know she is different, I’ve seen the signs but you make it sound like—” “I make it sound like the truth. Since the beginning of time, the gods have been in charge of the worl
Lelia watches with curiosity and close attention as Celina dips Amara’s unconscious body into the half filled bathtub that contains water and some special herbs Celina got herself from the nearby woods.“Your hand,” Celina says, taking Leila’s hand, holds it over the tub and she slices it with a curved dagger allowing the blood to flow into the water.She waves her hand over Leila’s wound and it immediately seals up and then, she slices her own hand over the water.“With your werewolf blood and my witch blood, her magic will be suppressed for a time,” Celina says and she begins to chant.Leila watches with bated breath and a racing heart as the water in the tub slowly becomes red, like the drops of blood in it and Amara’s eyes fly open, still in her unconscious state. The water begins to steam and dry up and Amara yells in pain when Leila hears something snap.She grits her teeth, purses her lips, clenches her fist her side and tears pour down her eyes in pain for her daughter’s sake.
“Take that fucking page and rip it to shreds Carmela, I want the fuck out of here, nothing else,” Tristan replies, backing away from the prison bars and going back to lay on his bed.He lies face up, staring at the flickering bulb above with his hands behind his head.“Tristan,” Carmela calls, “do we have an agreement? I promise, this time, I’ll be able to get you out. I need you to be a witness in court, I have everything figured out. You just need to stick to your original story, we’ll let them sentence you and her to death but I’ll get you out before you get to the guillotine and you can go anywhere you want.”Tristan slowly turns his head to look at her with rage and disgust in his eyes before he shifts his gaze back to the flickering bulb, a sullen look in his eyes.“Go away Carmela, I don’t want to see you unless you’re here to get me out.”He closes his eyes and heaves a deep sigh.He shouldn’t be in this mess, he didn’t even kill the fucking witch. When he got there, she was a