“Come back here,” Lucius said seriously. There was no mockery nor playfulness in his tone.I went closer to the mirror and put my hand on it to see if I could get through it but I only touched its surface like a glass. I tried to break it with two fists but I couldn’t.I thought I was dreaming? If someone could tell he was dreaming in his dream, then that could be lucid dreaming. And weren’t lucid dreams supposed to be easy since you could take control of whatever’s happening around you? Besides, wolf shifters’ minds were stronger than humans. It was rare for us to have such nightmares where we are trapped and powerless like this.Could it be that I never got back to the manor and got trapped inside the mirror in the maze? After all, the last thing I remembered, I went close to the mirror and felt like I was being pulled by a strong force before everything went black.“Get out of that fucking mirror, Madeline,” Lucius ordered once again as if he couldn’t see me trying to get out. But
“You should stop him!” I looked at the woman, panicking. I couldn’t just let anyone suffer in my place when it was my carelessness that got me here. It was my fault and no one else should die for it. “I have no say in whatever is happening outside the mirror, nor could I refuse a soul if it’s thrown in here. The mirror has its own will, and that is to take every soul that goes through it.” “Then at least let me talk to him,” I pleaded desperately, watching Lucius stand aside while Bentley walked over the mirror pushing the poor maid. I bet they just got her from the mansion without letting her know that she would be killed for no reason. “Apparently, that is not possible.” “But Lucius talked to me earlier from outside.” “Yes, he did. But the mirror only let him see you for a moment because he used some spell on it. But this relic is more than a thousand years old. It can manage its power so well that even a powerful alpha could not get through its barrier,” she explained. Her long
The rumbling of the sky made me jolt from a shallow sleep. A flicker of lightning flashed across the garden before drops started to fall. I looked up, my face getting wet by the light rain that gradually turned heavy.Hugging my knees, I put my chin above it. It was unbelievably cold that I could feel myself shivering. My clothes got soaked but I couldn’t stop thinking how a person just died because of me. I knew Lucius’ evil nature was to blame but I admit I was at fault too. If I didn’t let my curiosity over something obviously dangerous take over me, I couldn’t have been sucked by the mirror.I remembered something like this happened back when I was young. I had this friend, Sasha, whom I really liked. I was ten and studying at the town’s school for wolf shifters. Dad had always reminded me to never go near the town’s borders, but one time, Sasha asked me if I could come with her at the riverbank near the border to look for her mom’s necklace she dropped when she went there with he
“Get up,” Lucius ordered. Why did he suddenly appear? I stared at him longer, thinking that maybe I was just under illusion that he came for me. Did the mirror’s power still affect me? Or maybe it was because I was getting dizzy. Wolf shifters had better immunity in all aspects compared to humans, but some of us couldn’t last in cold surroundings for long, especially someone as weak as me. Winter was nearing and it was evident in how cold I felt with my entire body soaked. “What? You want to die here?” Lucius’ annoyed tone let me know that he was real. Illusion would be a little nicer, just like what I saw inside the mirror. I put my hand flat on the ground to push myself up. I slowly stood. My lips were shivering. Every nerve of my body was. After all, I had been staying outside for hours and an hour under the heavy rain. Thankfully, I managed to walk till we got inside. The shiny marble floor got wet and dirty. A maid gave Lucius a towel without minding me. All of the servants mu
The sun had risen but the sky remained gloomy as the remnants of the heavy rain last night were still evident. Heading downstairs, I heard voices which didn’t belong to the maids. It didn’t take me long to know where the unusual noise came from. It was from Lucius’ Aunt Roselle and Sophie. “You, put that vase over there,” Roselle instructed the maid while the others were too busy obeying her whims to even notice me. Sophie was sitting on the long sofa, scrolling on her phone. As I stopped at the second to the last stair, the older woman drifted her gaze to me. Her lips tugged up a bit but her narrowing eyes didn’t leave her annoyance unnoticed. “You woke up late, dear Madeline. Sophie and I didn’t wait for you for breakfast. I hope you don’t mind,” her tone was quite friendly and I must say she had good acting skills. Maybe she joined the theater too? Or maybe did some acting lessons. No doubt she would make a good actress. “Of course, I don’t, Mrs. Voss,” I said, assuming that his
I spent the rest of the day in my room, reading a book I picked up somewhere in the library. I didn’t join the two for lunch and had my meal sent over. Because obviously, they wouldn’t enjoy my company, nor would I.I slept during the afternoon. Yesterday was a tough day and I didn’t have a good sleep because I dreamt of the maid who was thrown in the Cursed Mirror. I could still remember the sound of her screams vividly. It haunted me.When I woke up after the same nightmare, it was five in the afternoon. I went for a warm bath to soothe my nerves and forget about it. After staying in the tub for almost an hour, I heard the door of the bathroom click and got alarmed.“Who are you?” I panicked. I couldn’t see the person on the other side because of the frosted glass dividing the bathroom.“Oh shit! I’m sorry, I think I got lost,” it was a man’s voice I wasn’t familiar with. Then there was a loud thud from the shutting of the door.I slipped on the full bathrobe and went to see who it
“It was accidental-“ “So he did?” “I was on the tub. He didn’t see me. He immediately left when he knew someone was inside,” I reasoned out. It wasn’t something big deal but with his line of questions, I couldn’t help but get intimidated. “Why didn’t you even lock your door?” “I usually don’t lock my doors because the maids would always knock even when it’s open. Besides, I didn’t think any of the guests would wander around this part of the mansion.” “Get dressed,” he ordered before leaving the room. When I went downstairs, my jaw dropped upon seeing what a mess the main hall was. The maids were panicking in removing the decorations and putting back the things in their original places. Some guests had already arrived but Lucius didn’t mind any of them. Roselle and Sophie were speechless on the side, couldn’t stand in front of Lucius with the foul mood he was in. “I know you want to throw a party for me, dear Aunt Roselle, and I am truly touched by your thoughtfulness,” Lucius lo
The car stopped in front of an old dilapidated building in the middle of nowhere which looked like an abandoned asylum. It was rather creepy, especially with the tall trees and thick fog surrounding the place.“What are we going to do here?” I asked Lucius when we were both out of the car.“I told you. We’ll go hunting.”My gaze went down to the pistol on his right hand. I swallowed hard. I had a bad feeling about this.“But why are we…” I stopped when someone from inside came out. A man in a black suit, must be in his late mid or late thirties.“Good evening, Alpha Lucius. He is on the third floor, room 006.”Lucius just nodded and started to walk. I had no choice but to follow him.On contrary to what I assumed, the building wasn’t abandoned and was clean inside. Pretty decent, even. There was no elevator so we had to walk our way up. There were a few people around who seemed to be Lucius’ employees because they bowed when they saw him, which made me think this might be Lucius’ secr
Alec couldn’t speak in too much irritation and probably, anger. His eyes were so dark and it was almost red, like the color of evil itself. The color of blood and war. The color of death. Yes, red can symbolize love like that of a rose. But it could symbolize many things such as what I have mentioned already.I know what I am doing is a big risk, but I have to try regardless. I need to save the innocent lives of those people who chose to stand by my side. They don’t deserve death like that especially when Alec is the one serving it. He is evil. His soul—if ever he has one which I doubt—deserves to rot in hell all together with his evil subordinates, especially Vienna. If only I am given a chance, I will really kill her. With the anger I am feeling for her, I won’t miss it for sure. She is just lucky that I am not capable enough to do that especially with the given circumstance. Because if only I was capable enough and there is no Alec blocking my way, I would have surely done it, give
Back when I was young, my dream was simple. Stay out of troubles, earn a medical degree, make a good career, marry later on to my boyfriend at that time and have kids, maybe two or three. I envy those big families so I wanted to make my own. Maybe because I grew up in a broken family and I felt lonely. When Dad remarried to a woman who has a daughter same age as me, I thought I would finally have someone I can call as sister. I wanted a sibling. I wanted a normal happy family. But turns out that I would be kicked out in my own house because of her. Not that I was literally kicked out though since I left myself. But it is still the same for me because I knew I had no choice but to leave. It was getting worse every day and I don’t want Dad to worry about my issues. I went to Lynnwood, hoping I would calm down there and I also hoped that my stay in a new surrounding would bring good to me.However, looking back now, I can say that it brought me to something both good and bad. Staying in
One day is left and I can say that the two days had passed were the hardest two days of my life. Not because of the hard training I received from Henry, Jaxon and Thomas, but because it seemed that there was still tension between the three sides. And it is worth mentioning that Lucius almost broke Jaxon's jaw. They have been an ass to each other no matter how Landon tries to behave. Carter is on his best behavior, though, no one can contest that. But I noticed his bold glares at Landon sometimes whenever their opinions oppose each other. I appreciate how he is trying to behave even though it's obvious that he has been trying to be patient with Lucius this whole time."Ah. I hate the other men in your life. I fucking hate their guts," Lucius whispered to me one time. I just laughed and pulled him to a hidden corner to give him a short kiss."Thank you for being patient for me. I appreciate it," I said while my hands were on his nape."What else can I do? I love you and I will always, a
“Henry? Why Henry when you can train me yourself?” I asked Lucius because I really want him to train me himself. I know he is skilled enough to do that. He is powerful and very strong so I don’t understand now why he wants Henry to train me in heavier training when he already trained me in some basics before. I mean what is wrong with that? I am sure he is capable enough to teach me everything I need to learn. Not that it can guarantee that I will learn everything within three days because that is really impossible and I know that, but let's just say I am more comfortable around him than anyone else. Not that Henry makes me uncomfortable. He is a great man and a very loyal one, of course. But can’t I have my husband train me so we can have more time together? I mean who knows what will happen three days from now? No one knows what will happen—well, except those vampire/s who have the ability of precognition—but except them, no one knows.“It’s just, what we did in the past was only th
“Jaxon, listen. All happened too fast. Lucius was taking a bath in our room while I was outside and walking by the shore of the beach. We didn’t have any that Alec had actually planned to make a move that day, so we let our guards down. A member of the council showed up out of nowhere, she has the ability to make portals, so that was how she managed to kidnap me so quickly. Lucius figured it soon but he didn’t go to Alec’s manor because he knew that if he does, we will just be killed, so he made a plan. Apart from that, he was confident that Alec won’t harm me until the day of the ritual. I was confident too. Because we know that Alec needs me alive for the ritual and he wants my body to be at its best state when Elizabeth’s soul will take charge on it. He never harmed me, so please stop your banters and stop being mad. The important thing here is that I’m safe and Alec won’t be able to get me for his stupid plans anymore.”“How sure are you that he won’t be able to do it again? He di
“Jaxon is outside,” just when Mom said that, I smelled a werewolf’s scent, Jaxon’s scent.Lucius glanced at me with a darker expression. Of course he doesn’t like Jaxon. But then they are even because Jaxon feels the same. We just finished cooking pancakes and watching a football game while Mom throws question every now and then. I was a little uneasy about it though because I felt Mom has doubts on Lucius but the way I see it, Landon isn’t the least bit affected and is all polite to her. Well, maybe he’s trying to impress her. I would love that kind of effort given to my mother but as much as I want that, I also don’t want to put too much pressure on Lucius's shoulders. I don’t want him to feel that he has to force himself into doing something just for me. I don’t mind if he would show a little irritation or something, but he didn’t. or maybe he just really doesn’t mind.“I told him that you visited. He told me he is coming,” Mom went on.“When did you tell him? It’s just early in th
I still couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it that all this time the Lucian I was reading about in Elizabeth’s diary was the one who took care of Lucius ever since he was a child, the man Elizabeth loved first and Alec killed him because of jealousy. I can’t help but feel a little guilty even though it wasn’t really something I did. I don’t know. It must be because no matter what I say, Elizabeth is still my great grandmother, someone tied to my bloodline, and most importantly, someone who looked exactly like me.“You shouldn’t feel guilty about it, Maddy. you have nothing to do with it so you shouldn’t feel the least bit guilty. Even I don’t blame Elizabeth for anything. It just happened that destiny chose to play with her. She found love with a human but ended up meeting her mate and she was powerless when it came to vampire bond. Trust me, a lot are slaves to that bond, and I’m so lucky that you were an exception. Because damn, I don’t think I can do it if you leave me for Sim
“While I was in Alec’s manor, I discovered something,” I said to Lucius while I was leaning on his chest after our heated lovemaking. It was when I had the time to talk about what happened in the manor. I never had the chance earlier because I was too busy dealing with how badly I missed Lucius and all I just wanted was for him to touch and kiss me. who can blame me anyway? We were just done with our second and the real wedding, and we were in the middle of our honeymoon but Alec ruined it all, imprisoned me at his goddamn manor and put me chained in a grand bed, disabling me from doing anything for the whole eleven days. Can you imagine how much pains I have went through within those days? One couldn’t imagine.“What did you discover?”“Elizabeth had a family.”“She had?”“Yes. She was adopted. But her adopted father did something that made her run away from home. You heard about different sects that dominated Great Britain in late 18th century? She was an heiress of an influential s
"Are you hungry?""Yes," I answered breathily."Alec didn't feed you?" he asked quietly, there was a dark edge on his voice."He did. I'm not thirsty for soul, though." I grinned and gave him a smooth peck on his lips.He tilted his head, giving me a good view of his protruding adams apple."What are you thirsty for, then?I rolled my eyes while grinning. It was so obvious in his mischievous look that he already knew. He just wants to play with me. And goddamn it, God knows how much I love to play with him in every way I could.He kissed the corner of my lips while I'm laughing. He then climbed his way to the stairs and the next thing I knew, we are already on his room. Our room, I mean. He told me, I remember, that whatever he owns, I own it too. And that I also own him. I don't want him to refer it that way actually. I told him he's a man of his own, that nobody owns him not even his wife, but he insisted that he is letting me own him, every piece of him.Yes, my husband is such a v