As I stood there, watching Steven reach for the glass, my heart pounded in my chest like a drumbeat echoing through a silent room."What are you doing?" I asked, my voice a whisper in the midst of the chaotic beating of my heartbeat. "You knew there's poison, why are you acting calm?" I asked him, my voice filled with worry and guilt."Because I know why you are doing this.""What?!"He took a step forward, "You are doing this to avenge me, right?" he asked, his words pierced my heart.My eyes bulged out because of what he said.I thought doing this would set me free, but it doesn't.It didn't make me feel good."I will take this poison and understand you, Nathalie." Steven's voice broke through my thoughts, his brow furrowed, as he lifted the wine glass to his lips.I remain calm and look at him with a blank face. "You will be dead any time soon once the poison flows in your veins.""I will gladly accept it, then," he challenged me."Are you crazy?" I asked, my voice seething with a
"My apologies, Your Highness Nathalie. But I have done my best," the healer said as he emerged from Steven's room, accompanied by his two nurses. My eyes bulged, my hands shaking as I asked, "Is he... dead?"He looked at me in confusion. "His Highness Steven is not dead, but he isn't in the right state either. We still need to monitor his body from time to time. He needs more rest after being poisoned. Let us know if he wakes up immediately. Now, please excuse us..."I thanked the healer and the rest of his team for their efforts.He is not yet dead.I didn't know how to feel after hearing that news. Part of me was jumping in glee, but another part of me was angry.That night, I slept beside Steven while the beeping of the machine echoed in the room. Lady Sabrina entered and tapped my back. "Your Highness Nathalie, please rest for a while. I'm going to watch over His Highness Steven if you'll let me."I smiled at her. "Thank you, Lady Sabrina. How is our pack?"It had been a day since
The thing is... I miss my mom.My heart raced as I grabbed my jacket, my hands trembling with a mix of bursting emotions and anxiety.The urge to go back to the city where humans still thrived was overwhelming. It had been so long since I'd been among them, since I'd felt the pulse of life that only a bustling city could offer.Sliding into the driver's seat of my Mustang car, I fumbled with the keys before finally starting the engine.The familiar hum of the car did little to calm my nerves as I navigated the roads leading to Spear Village subdivision.Memories flooded back to me as I drove, of simpler times when I was just a student trying to find my place in the world.Parking outside my mother's house, I took a deep breath to steady myself before stepping out of the car.As I approached the door, a sense of nostalgia washed over me. The familiar sights and sounds of the neighborhood filled me with a bittersweet longing for the past.Before I could knock, the door swung open, and a
As Sylvia stood beside me, her words lingered in the air like a weight, heavy with implications."He's not gonna hear what you say. It's the side effect of the reverse potion," she murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of concern.I nodded in acknowledgment, absorbing the gravity of the situation."Alright," I replied softly, my gaze flickering to my mother, who stood nearby, her expression a mixture of sorrow and determination."Let him rest. Tomorrow, I promise you that he will wake up in the right state of mind," she assured me, her words carrying a comforting reassurance.With a heavy heart, I bid farewell to Sylvia, grateful for her unwavering support.As I drove her to her house, her words echoed in my mind, each syllable etched into my memory."Remember what I said, Nathalie. Revenge is not always the best solution," she reminded me, her voice filled with maternal wisdom. "What I want for you is to live your life peacefully and in fulfillment. Please, be happy, my daughter. I
As I trudged back to the pack, my mind was awash with a whirlwind of emotions.The visit to Steven's place had been enlightening, to say the least. Emily's confession about her feelings for her cousin had caught me off guard.It explained so much about her behavior, her constant presence around Steven. I didn't want to delve into their relationship further.I returned back to the Starlight Sentinels pack because I didn't want to argue to Emily. I was already so tired and drained with many things in my mind.Today, I need to conduct a site inspection of the mango plantation.The warm sun beat down on me as I made my rounds, assessing the condition of the trees and the overall health of the plantation.As I reached the heart of the plantation, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over me.My vision blurred, and my limbs felt heavy as if weighed down by an invisible force.Panic surged within me as I stumbled, desperately trying to regain my composure.And then it happened. The world tilte
As we ascended the winding path leading to the Moon Goddess's Temple, I couldn't shake off the flutter of nerves swirling in my stomach.The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the ancient stones and statues that adorned the sacred ground.Killian walked beside me, his presence is reassuring amidst my turbulent emotions. His hand brushed against mine, offering silent support as we approached the heart of the temple.The air seemed charged with anticipation, as if the very atmosphere held its breath in anticipation of what was to come.As we reached the center of the temple, my heart pounded in my chest like a drumbeat echoing through the night.Killian's steady gaze met mine, his eyes reflecting the flickering light of the torches that lined the temple walls.With a solemn expression, Killian drew a small dagger from his belt, its blade shimmering in the moonlight."Give me your hand, please..."I watched in silence as he sliced a shallow cut across my palm, a sing
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.Did he become crazy after the coma?My mind raced with a blend of shock. I felt a heat rising within me. His gaze was intense, and it felt like he was peeling away the layers of my inhibitions with each passing second."Strip for me," he repeated, his voice low and filled with anticipation.I glanced around nervously, my heart pounding in my chest.The air felt charged with electricity, and I could almost taste the tension between us.But just as I was about to give in to temptation, the door burst open, and Lovely barged into the room with a mischievous grin on her face."What's going on in here?" she exclaimed, her eyes darting between Steven and me.I could feel the heat creeping up my neck as I struggled to find the right words.Steven quickly regained his composure and flashed Lovely a charming smile."Just a little...conversation," he replied, his tone dripping with innuendo.Lovely raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced by his flimsy expla
I woke up in a familiar room, the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains.Steven's scent enveloped me, a heady mixture of musk and something indefinable.My eyes flickered open, and I found him sitting by the bedside, his gaze fixed on me."You're awake," his baritone voice rumbled through the silence, causing a jolt of surprise to course through me.My mind raced, trying to piece together the events that led me here.Why was I in his room? Why did I feel both comforted and unsettled by his presence?"Why am I here?" My voice came out hoarse, the words hanging heavy in the air as I struggled to orient myself.Steven's concern was palpable as he leaned closer, his piercing gaze searching mine. "You fainted earlier, Nathalie," he explained, his tone laced with worry. "Are you alright?"I fought to push down the rising panic, the gnawing fear clawing at the edges of my consciousness. "Yeah. It's... uhm, I faint most of these days."The lie slipped from my lips with practiced ea