"Perhaps, the younger woman is with her. The one she had taken back from your men some years ago." Kane suggested."Not my men. I can't control them. I had hoped to find her before the others." "And what would you have done with her?" Kane demanded, his black eyes glittering dangerously. Lefa shook his head. "I don't know. I thought I came to talk, but then I scented you, and I became very confused." He rubbed his forehead. "I began to think you were here to take our women and I wanted you dead." "You came to the island in control, but then something happened. You had to have encountered him here," Kane said in alarm. That meant the master vampire was close, somewhere on the island, and no one knew. They were all in trouble. "Who did you meet?" He asked. "Not a vampire. An old friend. He had taken shelter here and was leaving because he realized the house was occupied by the Paltfic family." Lefa replied.Kane kept his expression blank, but his heart jumped and pounded. Fear
"So how long do you think it will take before they arrive here?" Julius asked Yodah, after some minutes had passed of the latter staring down at Aiden for lying to him. Aiden had of course, had no choice but to do nothing. Freya hadn't been entirely happy about the funny matter. After all, he had said the same words to Yodah in her face."Not long. They are almost here." Yodah replied, pacing from one corner of the sitting room to the other, obviously not at ease. His actions mirrored the unease on Freya's face too."I think y'all should calm down." Emma mentioned. "I don't think they are as bad as y'all are trying to make them be. I believe they will understand, since they are also of your kind, that is with all the due explanations of course." She said, tapping Freya gently on her shoulders. The latter gave off a short smile before throwing her head back on the apex of the sofa and shutting her eyes, wishing she could just sleep off when her uncles come. But does it matter? She thou
Prescott stood on the table, close to Queen Zipfara, his hands folded across his chest as he watched and listened to the elders whisper and communicate amongst themselves on the best thing they should do to Casper's body.The first place he had appeared with Casper's body had been in Lily's room. The girl had been asleep when he had surfaced, but immediately he had beckoned on her through their unique mind path, she had sprung up, looking so bewildered when she had seen him, and had almost screamed out in fear when she had seen a dead Casper right beside him.He had explained everything to her of course, the white washed truth though, not wanting to risk Emma's wrath if something went astray with their plan. He had promised Emma not to tell anyone the truth, and that included everyone, including his family here.Lily had believed him, even though she had been a bit skeptical about Casper; for they had all known Casper. He had been an older friend to Daniel and Damon, before he had joi
"Lily…" The elders were enthused when Lily with a scrunched forehead refused to give them an answer. She seemed to be as someone that was lost in thought. Leila gave her a slight push with her elbow, and she turned around, her right eyebrow piqued, wondering why her sister was jabbing her physically in a room full of elders she cared not a hoot about, unless perhaps, for their safety. Her immediate concern at the moment was what she had just heard from Prescott. If he thinks that Emma was the chosen one that the prophecy had talked about, then they all should be talking about how to bring her back, not deliberating on the dead."The elders are waiting for a reply...You seemed spaced out." Leila commented, after noticing that Lily didn't have an inkling why she had just elbowed her.Lily's mouth formed an O, even as she turned around to stare into the faces of the hungry elders desiring answers this time around.Her eyes darted toward Prescott, asking him if she should go ahead with t
Queen Zipfarah watched her council of elders murmur and argue amongst themselves and sighed. If only they knew that their input on the situation was not necessarily needed. Before the meeting had commenced, her mind was already set on the path she would undertake concerning the issue; the meeting had just begun to fulfill all righteousness. There was no way she would turn down Emma's request. The girl, apart from being likely the chosen one, had carved for herself a soft spot in her own heart.So, she wouldn't want to let her down, or hurt her anymore than she already was. And although she had foreseen the situation of hurt, she still couldn't help but wonder that the Alpha boy was incredibly stupid. If only he knew. She thought, shaking her head from the left to the right. Time to stop this squabbling. Prescott has to be on his way soon, going back to meet with Emma. And although the squirrel had mentioned the trustworthiness of the vampires, she was still skeptical about trusting
Derek paced from one corner in his room to the other after he had returned there alone, without the company of Leo and Shane. He had dismissed the two after their advises about his little witch, citing the excuse that he wanted to be alone. Of course they had heeded to his request, he was the Alpha after all.His mind was consumed with thoughts about Emma, more specifically the incidence that had occurred last night, the way he had publicly humiliated her in front of his pack people, in front of other people from diverse packs. He couldn’t believe that he had had the mind to reject her in front of them all. He had fallen a victim to his pride and foolishness. And now, he had to pay the price in the worst way possible; being viewed in contempt by his mate. He didn’t think she would forgive him. He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t forgive him. He wouldn’t forgive himself if he was in her shoes.“What the hell was i thinking?” he asked himself out aloud, stopping in his tracks. He still
Derek didn't know long he had stayed in his mother's arms, he didn't actually care, not until he heard movements in the passageway, movements that told him that someone or some people were coming to his room. He didn't put it past his friends. What were they coming to meet him for? He thought a bit annoyed, as he reluctantly disengaged from his mother. He had told them that he needed some alone time. So much for alone time. He thought, aware that his mother was staring at him.He stared at her steadily as she stood up from the floor and crossed her arms across her chest."Seems you will be having visitors very soon. I don't think they would like to see an Alpha crying in his mother's embrace." She said, and he smiled, knowing that she was teasing him."Not my business. By the way, thanks mom. You are the best." He stated, standing up from the floor too, not surprised when his mother dropped a short kiss on his forehead."You will be fine, Derek. I trust that you will always find your
“Luna, did you know that Queen Zipfarah had told Emma that she was going to have her heart broken like never before if she was to come back here?” Maya asked out of the blues, citing the statement that had hung on her mind since Ava had mentioned it to her whilst they had been returning back to the pack house. It turned out that whilst Emma had been preparing at Ava’s house, she had unconsciously dropped the information while she had been talking about her experience at the witches’ community. And although she had tried to retract the statement, Ava had been fast enough to grasp the full meaning.Melvina paused mid sentence. She had been about to voice out her discontent over Ava’s bashing of her son, because according to her, Derek didn’t need another round of bashing. He only needed rounds of encouraging words with ways on how to win Emma back.“What did you say?” she asked Maya, after letting the girl’s earlier sink into her cerebrum.“Emma had known that she would be heartbroken c
Emma’s eyes were as active as anything active as she watched the elders slowly walk into the hall reserved for judging cases, like Annabel’s. As she watched them, her feet kept dancing on the floor in a funny unsteady motion; she was unsteady. One, one. Then two, two. Then one two. Once, Amelia had looked at her, with a piqued eyebrow. ‘What is that?’ Her eyes seemed to ask, but Emma had given no answer. What is it? It should be what are they?! When they were hurrying over to the hall, after convincing the guards that they would be around for the trial too, her sister had whispered that the cabin, her parent’s cabin, had been burnt by the master, Slediv. It had brought Emma up short, making her stagger on her feet for two reasons. That Slediv had really traced them, even without her then, and that the cabin was burnt; the loss it meant for her parents. Would they regret helping her then? Prescott didn’t think so. But Emma was still worried about it, just like her mind had tried
One week later:Emma had run to the clinic, immediately Adah had burst into her apartment with the news that Annabel and Amelia were awake. Over the couple of days in class, they had bonded over gossip, and training, seeing as the latter was the only one that had been sincerely interested in her. Emma had run with Prescott in her hands, and Adah right behind her. And when she arrived at the room she had frequented daily with prayers, and saw her sister and her friend chatting tiredly, she let out a scream of happiness and hurried over to them. “Amelia! Annabel!” She called gaily, garnering the attention of the two females sitting cross-legged on the same bed. Before they could let out a shout or smile of their own, Emma’s hands were already around them. “Oh my goodness, I am so happy for both of you…” she paused. “but give me a heartache again, and I will skin you both alive..” Annabel and Amelia divulged bouts of laughter, with the nurses. Prescott and Adah weren’t left behind,
Caden sighed in relief at his mate’s words, wanting to believe at all costs that the years he had spent with her, that the love they had shared, hadn’t been in vain. He didn’t know what he would have done otherwise. Cry, brood? Neither was acceptable in these times. And so, he wasn’t moved when his son piqued an eyebrow at his mate’s words, or when his daughter’s lips turned up—in disgust or curiosity, he wasn’t sure. But he didn’t care. He just hung on to the thread that his mate was spinning with. “I didn’t cheat on my mate, I’m sure he would have found out if I had done so, considering the mate bond and all that…” There was a pause, where relief sunk its foothold the more in Caden and his children. “So, if that’s what you are thinking, Caden… if that’s what you all are thinking, cut it out. I was surprised too when Claire had met me with the news at first, and I didn’t tell you, Caden, because I wasn’t sure how to explain the phenomena to you. I knew you held the lineage of you
Chyra didn’t know what Clem was talking about—the end of the world, and all that—but she knew that she was to blame for Claire rejecting her mate considering what she had soaked into her daughter’s mind about the alpha’s family, about how the Luna seat was her birthright. She also knew that she shouldn’t be working with Arnold. But she was too proud to concede to that, to concede to anyone, and so she shrugged her shoulders to Clem’s question. In the next second, she saw why that had been a wrong play on her part. When she saw Clem fume in anger, when she saw Claire glare at her stinkingly, when she saw her mate watch her like she was foolish, she knew that she had made a mistake. It would have been best if she had kept quiet, than giving off that nonchalant attitude. But her pride held her back from apologizing. Why should she apologize for being a mother caring to give her daughter the best? “Mother, are you so daft that…” Clem was saying when his father shouted him down. Caden
At this point, Clem didn’t know what to think about his sister, Claire. He had thought that their parents had been her motivator to reject Curtis, to follow Curtis up and down, to join the meetings that prince Nathan held with the others, but from the thick astounded silence that dwelled in the room, it could be safe to say that his sister had been acting on her own, without any external influence. He didn’t know what to think of that. He looked at his mother; she looked more shocked out of her shoes and mind than his father, quite expected since the mother and daughter duo were quite close, since his sister had no mind of hers, except put into place by his mother. As much as he was not happy with his twin, he was happy that for once his mother had no part to play in her recent escapades. “What do you mean…Claire?” Caden asked, pushing himself ahead, his elbow resting on his knees. “What do you mean when you say that Curtis is your mate? When did that happen? When did you find out?
What Claire saw first when she stepped into her father’s room was her parents sitting in the living room, with Clem, their backs hunched, the air filled with pregnant silence, waiting. They were waiting for her. She knew it from the moment she had dropped a note in Clem’s mind that she was on her way home. That he hadn’t bothered with a response, should have been enough to let her know that her twin was still angry with her. But she had held out hope, until she had reached the borders of the pack and he hadn’t been waiting for her. This was very different from the times they had quarrels. She knew, however, that this quarrel was different. She had denied her mate, because of the throne; had gone ahead to push Emma away from the pack; and when Derek still hadn’t chosen her, she had returned to Curtis because he was an Alpha. Would she have returned to him if he wasn’t that? She didn’t know. That was the truth. She didn’t know. She might have gone back to Curtis, even if he wasn’t a
At Wind Winders Pack.“Dad, what is this? What was Zoe doing in my room so early in the morning?” Curtis questioned, a second after he rushed into the dining room where his parents were having breakfast. He had slept in obviously, but he didn’t care. Yesterday’s training had been rigorous after all. He darted his eyes between his mother and father; his mother’s widened eyes told him that she had no idea what he was talking about; quite expected since this turn of event hadn’t been part of their plans. Hence, he trained his eyes on his father; the old man just continued eating his breakfast like he hadn’t spoken. Curtis thought of repeating himself, but thought better of it. He walked up to his father, and took away his plate of food; an act that he wouldn’t have been able to try before; an act that might have spelt his death; but considering his father’s few options of allies, he knew that he had a chance to live. And so, when his father glared at him heatedly, he didn’t quake in hi
“Hey…how are you feeling?” Emma whispered, touching Prescott’s head softly, as she watched him open his eyes for the second time. The first time, she had screamed and had called for the nurse in charge of his treatment, not minding that Adah was with her. Nothing could have dampened her joy. She had just checked on Annabel and Amelia, who although their vitals were stable, was still asleep, yet out of coma. According to the chief nurse, a week was enough for them to wake up now. Then she had checked on Prescott, and only touching him with fondness had elicited the response of his eyes opening. Emma had been overjoyed. “Prescott, can you hear me?” She asked softly, dragging a seat to herself, whilst Adah watched on, not understanding the communication method of the squirrel and Emma. Like the people in the community, she had never seen a talking animal, or rather an animal that communicates as Emma had painted Prescott to be. Her friend who was in the upper echelons of the community
No professor spoke to her, and Emma couldn’t help but wonder why. Had Prince Shiloh ask them to avoid her? Or had professor Brooks’ defeat scared them away from her? Well, if that was the matter, then she believed it was for the greater good. She had no interest in making affiliations after all, so long as they taught her what she wanted to know, and treated her fairly. “So, do you think you can cope?” She heard Adah ask, and turned aside to see her new seat mate. The mischievous glint in the latter’s eyes made her smile, howbeit small. “I believe I can.” She answered, before getting on her feet. She took her bag which Gira had provided that morning and slung the straps across her shoulder. It was time to go home, or rather check on her friends. Classes were done for the day. “Where are you going?” Adah asked her, getting to her feet. As they walked toward the door, a couple of the students swiftly moved, and stood before the door, causing Emma to furrow her eyebrows. But she chose