*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*
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"Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Four... Th---"
"Blairie! Stop pacing back and forth! The floor might deteriorate! Sit the hell down, will you? I'm getting dizzy! You wouldn't want me puking here."
I looked at my cousin for a moment and saw she seemed nervous, too, and I went to continue what I was doing. "Three... Two... One---"
"Repeat one more time, and I will freeze the blood in your feet in one place," Sander warned me, looking so sick of my manner, and I just showed her the fireball I released on my left hand.
"Go on. I could just melt it anyway." I replied while trying to challenge her, and she let
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---I ran closer to the big furious beasts, one fighting to release power and show supremacy while the other was fighting for her life, and I used telekinesis to make them both stop moving. I slowly tried to control Pryce's limbs to make her release Alison, but she seemed so damn strong. Seconds passed, and I thankfully managed to make her remove her hands from the white werewolf's bleeding mouth, and I could feel my mate's anger. Now, her madness is onto me."Ali! Move!" I yelled and saw her struggling to get her opponent's right hind foot that had been on her stomach while the claws were digging deep into her flesh even though she was wearing armor.When Alison successfully got away from Pryce's hold,
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- Extreme panic rushed through my whole body, seeing my mate lost consciousness while my right claws held her neck, and I quickly let her go. "What have I done? No, no, no! Blair? Hey! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean..." I cried, stepping away from her, and I tried to look at myself and saw that I am this... No, I am in this ruthless monster's body, trapped. I knelt and crawled near her to check if she was alright, but clearly, she wasn't. I have never felt so much fear in my whole life before, knowing that she's nowhere near being okay. Did I... Did I just... Kill her? Please, no! I can never forgive myself if something bad happens to her. Why is this happening? Why
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---"I'll repeat the question, and likely, I won't repeat it again. Who is Pryce?" I asserted and asked the huge creature before me, and it pointed to itself and spoke, more like growling."I am... Pryce. I am your mate, your girlfriend, and your future wife. It's me, Blair. Don't you recognize me?"I let out a sigh of relief, hearing her precise answers, and slowly, I killed the fire on both my hands.A smile crept on my face as I walked closer to her, and I noticed her tail wagging. Oh, my mate! It's really her! She's in control."Hey, Baby-blue, is it really you? Can I touch you?" I asked her, staring straight into her familiar purple eyes, and she he
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---Should I run away for the sake of my life now? I don't think I should get scared with this wolf, though. I could just teleport, right? But I could sense a familiar aura from it.And if my senses are correct, it's... My girl. She's a little wolf now—a regular wolf."Pryce? Babe? Is that you?" I asked her when she halted and sat on the ground before me while huffing and looking up at me."Hey! It really is you, Cupcake! You still have purple eyes. Are you there? Oh, you look so damn cute! You are in your regular wolf form now! Look! Smaller paws, smaller snout, smaller teeth, smaller claws, and smaller everything! Wow! Cutie patootie! Weee-wolf! Hi!" I rejoiced, seeing her finally shifted into her
*Somebody's POV* --- The footsteps of the wolf that just came in the front door of the mansion pitter-pattered down the hall, making the three women sitting at the dining area look at the creature with their smiling faces. "Donald! Son, your back! This is a pleasant surprise." Hera, the eldest of the three, greeted the naked man who shifted from his wolf form. And with a subtle wave of the left hand of Magenta, the woman younger than the rest, the black robe from the rack near the fireplace went floating in the air, and Donald grabbed the fabric to wear it. "Mother! Aunties! Good evening! I'm glad to see you all doing pretty well and looking prettier." He greeted them with a broad smile and went near them to kiss the back of their right hands.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV*---Something wet and warm brushed my left cheek, making me open my eyes as I had just woken up. And the first thing I saw was purple eyes that had been staring at me, and the wolf on my bed licked my cheek again, but now she’s including my neck and all over my face.“Ahh, Babe, stop! I’m awake. Okay? I’m awake. Hey!” I exclaimed when she hovered on top of me and kept licking my face while I tried to wrestle with her to lie down again.When the wolf was about to be defeated and lay on her right side, she shifted into her beast form, making me groan as she never plays fair. “No! Come on, Sweetheart! You are cheating! You are supposed to be just in your cute form!”
*Pryce Winsley’s POV*---We stepped out of the ladies’ restroom to head to the secluded part of this restaurant owned by our very own lawyer and friend, Leanne Jordan, that is mainly used for meal meetings--the conference room. And we are pretty sure that they are already waiting there. We still have two minutes before the agreed time, so I presume we aren’t really that late.“Hell...oh, girls! Damn, you look so different. But it's a good difference. What happened?” Leanne greeted us, quite surprised to see our old and unusual faces, and I flashed her a cheeky smile as Blair and I took our seats on each of her sides.“Hi, Lee! Our looks? Well… we just got some… you know… we accidentally washed our faces with a soap I had found in the cupboard back
*Pryce Winsley’s POV*---“Please forgive me, Your Highness, if I wasn’t able to protect Alison like how I promised your past life. She fell into the hands of the traitors and locked her almost all her life while you were still not around. I was the most useless guardian. And until now, I don’t have a face to show to the queen. But I was all glad to know you freed her, Princess Blair. So, thank you.” Ford Herrera confessed, full of remorse in his voice, and I now know that he does know a lot about the previous king’s life. He was Alison’s guardian and was known formerly as Sebastian Cortez.“Is that why you went rogue?” I asked him, making him nod his head in response.“Yes. I cut all my connections to the werewolves’
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- "Everything started with me living a normal, quite luxurious human life. I was fine doing things I used to do, co-manage the academy I inherited from my mother, calling and chatting with my best friend who's a few thousand miles away from me, and meeting with my dad regularly for dinner. And my life unexpectedly turned upside down when I met a lovely but rude girl at my bookstore who had spilled my iced coffee on my chest. She is so damn mean on so many levels. Honestly, she is beautiful, but she's an insolent human being. It's a great turn-off, indeed. Well, that was my first impression of meeting Blair. I did wonder why on that very day I met her, I never thought of anything normal. She has always stayed in my mind, and I dreamed of her every dam
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV* --- “Who placed the cat inside the oven?!!!” I heard my mate’s angry voice blaring from the house, particularly in the kitchen, and I wondered what hullabaloo had happened in there this time. The cat? In the oven? That's crazy! I pulled the fishing line and the bait out of the water and kept the line to the reel of my fishing rod. I looked at the bucket beside me with only one fish swimming in it, which Pryce had fished here in our lake after almost half an hour of us doing this tedious stuff out here. She went to check on the kids, and I suppose there is some fuss going on that needs our special attention… as parents. “Bradley? Preston? Get in her
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*Pryce Winsley’s POV*---“Oh, bloody hell! Why are you both seeming like you’ve been from a war?”“What happened to you?”“Are you okay?”Our human friends greeted us as they all stood up from the couch while worry and panic were written clearly on their faces.Did they have a sleepover here and are waiting for us? But I feel so happy to know they are okay.“Well, we have actually been from a war… With monsters, ladies. Mhmm. Lots of monsters.” Blair answered them, wearing her usual big smile, and they all looked at us from head to toe and front to back. Then Andrea looked closely
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---“What’s the matter, Blair?” Pryce asked me, and I just showed her a sheepish smile.“Ugh, don’t bother telling me. I know you don't know how to do such a spell. Thankfully, we have you witch queen mother here to help us.” She sighed in a bit of frustration, and we both teleported to where my mom was to ask for help.We saw how the Queen of the Nwitches and the Vampire King fought the dominating hybrid challenger, and we took my mother’s attention to share our plan with her.She came closer to us, asking if we were okay. Then I let her read my mind to tell her what we wanted her to do secretly, and she nodded her head.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV* --- “Did you kill them all that quick, Mom?” I asked my mother in shock as I saw that not a single creature around us was on their feet. The Queen of the Northern Witches turned to me, making me flinch when I saw her eyes were black. And she seemed to be murmuring something. Hold on… what in the heck happened to her? Is she okay? Or did she do some epic magic that caused the enemies to fall to the ground in an instant? Her eyes slowly came back to their blue color, and I presume she’s in herself now. “Claude, dear, are you okay? I saw what happened to you here from Pryce’s mind. She went to us just a while ago, and we were so worried. Are you
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV* --- “No! You cannot do this to me! You are going to pay---” Hera screamed in anger when her energy ball attack bounced back onto her, making her kneel when she was hit on her belly, but I cut her off, saying, “Hold up, Old Lady. Who’s the bad guy here? I don’t remember being kidnapped, tortured, and threatened with death was a bad deed. I mean… We were your victims. You should be the one paying the price you cost us.” I crossed my arms on my chest as I stood three meters close to where she was, imprisoned by the circle of salt, and she tried to send another attack by making a rock fly to my face, but it just shattered the moment it touched the boundary. “You killed my family! You took everything from me!” She belted and made some roots of the pla
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---"What now, Princess? It's so sad to witness you being unable to do anything to save yourself. Don't worry. Damien will spare your life for last." The ugly witch taunted me, and I just laughed maniacally at her.Who the fudge is she kidding?"Oh, wow! Thank you. That's so sweet of you to worry about me. Truly! Now, should I begin to kneel, beg, and worship the king? Oh, I forgot, I cannot kneel. Why? Because my knees were under the ground already. Very funny! I'm on my knees! It's so funny. My veins could pop by laughing my ass off. Haha! Pathetic." I replied with the highest sarcasm I could offer her, and I saw how her left eye twitched in annoyance because, of course, she was not impressed.The
*Pryce Winsley’s POV* --- “Oh, My Holy Sheemiyow! Who the---? Prycie? Is that you? Is that? Oh, gosh! Does this blood on the floor belong to you? What the bloody hell happened to you?” I heard my best friend’s panicking voice booming as she had just walked in the kitchen, and I turned my back from her, putting the frozen chunks of meat in my hold on the countertop. Then I shifted into my human-vampire form to talk to her properly. I winced in pain as I could still feel pang from my partly healed wound. “What in the world is happening? Why do you have all this blood on the floor? Are you okay? Are you hurt? What happened? Let me see it!” She asked again, her eyes wide in surprise while looking at my torn gold armor