Kylie POV:
There are some prominent lines between her eyebrows, anxiety is surging in waves from her. She rubs her temples, her eyes are shut close, the image in front of me is truly heartbreaking.
I wish I could do something to offer comfort and ease her pain, but I can’t think of anything.
“There is this weird feeling I’m experiencing, as if I’m searching the corners of my mind for pieces of memories, only to find the shelves empty.” She explains, her tone laced with a mix of anger, confusion and disappointment.
Truth be told, I am curious too of her origin, of the reasons someone had to trap her in here, of her connection with this place.
Out of nowhere, the walls of the small cottage are fading from existence, we are entirely out in the open now. My curious regard falters and turns to one of worry, I am practically shaking in fright.
As quickly as the walls faded, a new scenery replaced the old one, rendering me speechless. My eyes
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Oliver POV:Nothing. We got absolutely nothing.I swear I’m losing my fucking mind and I don’t know what to do or whom to ask for help. The ones that I can request assistance from are already here, by my side.I have no witch acquaintances beside that Sandra, and she vanished along with Killian in the blink of an eye, leaving me with no choice other than to presume they are involved somehow. In fact, I’m sure they have some connection with everything that’s happening.Then there is Blake. I can tell that he is more than what meets the eye, but I have no idea how to reach him. I am surprised that he didn’t show up by himself for I’m convinced the news about my mate being lost has already spread like wildfire through the forest. He helped her before, won’t he help her now as well?I’m inwardly screaming in frustration, it’s already been a fucking day, what if something happened to her?No n
Oliver POV: To say I was surprised to see Kendra and Blake together is an understatement, I was beyond shocked. Yet right now, what counts is to find a solution to save Kylie. Kylie. My love, my other half, my life. It seems like ages passed since I last held her into my arms. Everytime I think about her, my heart sinks from my chest, a stabbing pain is throbbing in my head and I find it difficult to
Motherfucker!Even more mystery.“What’s wrong?” Kendra asks, dissecting me as if she’s trying to penetrate my mind and suck the information out.“This fucking design, it was on Kylie’s pendant. The one that Jasper gave her, the one with the compass inside, the same compass that guided her to the land of the damned.”She studies the design with interest, recognition dawning on her, or so it seems.“Ohh! Now that I delve into it, I’ve seen it before, a long time ago.”“Where?” I grab her shoulders and squeeze them roughly, until I notice Blake fuming as ready to engage. I let go of her. “Sorry!” I mutter.
Oliver POV:“So you’re working with Killian! I should have known! Did he demand you to trick Kylie? To trick me?” My blood is reaching boiling point, I have to fight the urge to beat him to death.Slow and cruel, painful death. I would have killed the motherfucker the moment I registered his presence, if not for the fact that I might get information out of him. I don’t care what methods I'll be forced to use, I’ll break him. In fact, the more violent, the better. I am dying to burn up some steam, my wolf agrees with me completely.“She is such a gentle soul, she trusted you blindly! I trusted you and you betrayed me!” I punch him in the liver, and it takes all the willpower in the world to stop at just that.No, never mind, I throw another punch to his face, and next thing I hear is his nose cracking. He had it coming and better be grateful that I have some self control left.“Oliver!” Ken
Kylie POV: My heart stops in my chest, am I imagining things? Is this real? I blink nervously trying to breathe less and avoid making a sound, I have to know if I’ve heard right or if my brain decided to play cruel tricks on me. “Kylie, baby, can you hear me?” Oliver’s husky voice is penetrating my mind, calling out to my soul and driving my heart to jump from my chest out of enthusiasm. A tingling sensation is quick to spread through my body. My soul is like an ocean, tumultuous and raging with the need to feel him near me, touch his skin. It’s not even sexually my need, more like an affectionate kind of way. “Baby!?” His voice once again is destroying my composure, it holds strong emotions, love, longing and despair and it hits me in the depth of my soul. I might be going crazy, but even so, I want to believe that this is happening, that I didn’t obsess to the point that I started hearing things.
Kylie POV: I blink nervously as I stare at her in utter disbelief. I might have avoided studying her intensely until now, as her mood swings frightened me, yet I can still register the changes in her appearance. A knot forms in my stomach, her long black hair that she used to wear in curls is not dark nor wavy anymore, but covered in ash shade highlights. Her eyes the color of the sky turned almost silver. Cold, metallic, focused. And there is something more. My heart drops from my chest when recognition dawns on me, she resembles someone. She resembles me. As if we were family. Sisters. Well that would be highly unlikely, as she was trapped here for one thousand years. But maybe we do have some sort of connection? Oliver said he has some information to share with me, yet our connection broke suddenly. “The way you used to look has changed.” I did my best to talk normally, with only a hint of curiosity i
Oliver POV:I slam my fist into the nearest wall, I don’t give a fuck about Killian’s return. I should have spent more time with Kylie, instead of worrying that the bastard arrived home. I should have shared with her all the information that I have gathered.I sigh deeply trying to calm my raging nerves, at least I had the chance to hold her in my arms again, to know that she is safe, but now… Now I’m left with gut-wrenching pain in the pit of my stomach and a desire to kill everyone that stands in my way.“Oliver!” Kendra casts me a reprimanding glare. “We need to leave. Now!”“No! I know that he’s your father, but if he had anything to do with Kylie disappearance, I’m going to fucking rip him into pieces, Kendra!”“You will do no such thing, Oliver! Compose yourself, dammit! There are too many things at stake, we need a strategy, and you’re acting on your i
Alpha Killian POV:“What did you do, Sandra? Why did you leave my daughter to the demon wolves? Are you out of your fucking mind?” I snap at the damn witch, squeezing her shoulders in a way that I’m aware it will leave a bruise. If something were to happen to my precious daughter, I would kill her mercilessly. Everything I did was for Kendra, and I would never endanger her like this witch did.NEVER.To be honest, what she said earlier hurt me. She even declared that she wished for me to be dead instead of her weakling mother. I only tried to protect her legacy, enhance her power and authority. I know it’s not her fault, I don’t blame her. Clearly, that mate of hers brainwashed her. Why did the Moon Goddess mocked me by pairing my daughter with that good for nothing omega?I hope he gets killed by the demon wolves. This way I would get rid of him once and for all, and with him out of the picture, Kendra will be forced to follow my guidance. An odd feeling of panic surges through my
Oliver’s POV:I watched in amazement as the woman who resembled my mate stood facing the demon werewolf that was about to attack her.The tension in the air was palpable, and I prepared myself for a fight. I felt my own transformation start, my body shifting and contorting as I prepared to defend myself and the woman who I thought was my fated mate.But then she spoke, and I realized that something was off. As strange as it seemed, this woman looked like Kylie, but she wasn’t Kylie. I could tell by the way she moved, by the way she smelled. She didn’t have my mate’s heavenly scent.Just as the werewolf was about to lunge, she called out a name. The werewolf stopped mid-air, its body contorting and shifting until it was no longer a beast, but a man. He looked at her with wonder and awe, and I could feel the tension dissipate from the air.As they locked eyes, I could feel the connection between them. It was like a bond that could not be broken, a bond forged by fate. I could see the lo
Alpha Killian POV:“What did you do, Sandra? Why did you leave my daughter to the demon wolves? Are you out of your fucking mind?” I snap at the damn witch, squeezing her shoulders in a way that I’m aware it will leave a bruise. If something were to happen to my precious daughter, I would kill her mercilessly. Everything I did was for Kendra, and I would never endanger her like this witch did.NEVER.To be honest, what she said earlier hurt me. She even declared that she wished for me to be dead instead of her weakling mother. I only tried to protect her legacy, enhance her power and authority. I know it’s not her fault, I don’t blame her. Clearly, that mate of hers brainwashed her. Why did the Moon Goddess mocked me by pairing my daughter with that good for nothing omega?I hope he gets killed by the demon wolves. This way I would get rid of him once and for all, and with him out of the picture, Kendra will be forced to follow my guidance. An odd feeling of panic surges through my
Oliver POV:I slam my fist into the nearest wall, I don’t give a fuck about Killian’s return. I should have spent more time with Kylie, instead of worrying that the bastard arrived home. I should have shared with her all the information that I have gathered.I sigh deeply trying to calm my raging nerves, at least I had the chance to hold her in my arms again, to know that she is safe, but now… Now I’m left with gut-wrenching pain in the pit of my stomach and a desire to kill everyone that stands in my way.“Oliver!” Kendra casts me a reprimanding glare. “We need to leave. Now!”“No! I know that he’s your father, but if he had anything to do with Kylie disappearance, I’m going to fucking rip him into pieces, Kendra!”“You will do no such thing, Oliver! Compose yourself, dammit! There are too many things at stake, we need a strategy, and you’re acting on your i
Kylie POV: I blink nervously as I stare at her in utter disbelief. I might have avoided studying her intensely until now, as her mood swings frightened me, yet I can still register the changes in her appearance. A knot forms in my stomach, her long black hair that she used to wear in curls is not dark nor wavy anymore, but covered in ash shade highlights. Her eyes the color of the sky turned almost silver. Cold, metallic, focused. And there is something more. My heart drops from my chest when recognition dawns on me, she resembles someone. She resembles me. As if we were family. Sisters. Well that would be highly unlikely, as she was trapped here for one thousand years. But maybe we do have some sort of connection? Oliver said he has some information to share with me, yet our connection broke suddenly. “The way you used to look has changed.” I did my best to talk normally, with only a hint of curiosity i
Kylie POV: My heart stops in my chest, am I imagining things? Is this real? I blink nervously trying to breathe less and avoid making a sound, I have to know if I’ve heard right or if my brain decided to play cruel tricks on me. “Kylie, baby, can you hear me?” Oliver’s husky voice is penetrating my mind, calling out to my soul and driving my heart to jump from my chest out of enthusiasm. A tingling sensation is quick to spread through my body. My soul is like an ocean, tumultuous and raging with the need to feel him near me, touch his skin. It’s not even sexually my need, more like an affectionate kind of way. “Baby!?” His voice once again is destroying my composure, it holds strong emotions, love, longing and despair and it hits me in the depth of my soul. I might be going crazy, but even so, I want to believe that this is happening, that I didn’t obsess to the point that I started hearing things.
Oliver POV:“So you’re working with Killian! I should have known! Did he demand you to trick Kylie? To trick me?” My blood is reaching boiling point, I have to fight the urge to beat him to death.Slow and cruel, painful death. I would have killed the motherfucker the moment I registered his presence, if not for the fact that I might get information out of him. I don’t care what methods I'll be forced to use, I’ll break him. In fact, the more violent, the better. I am dying to burn up some steam, my wolf agrees with me completely.“She is such a gentle soul, she trusted you blindly! I trusted you and you betrayed me!” I punch him in the liver, and it takes all the willpower in the world to stop at just that.No, never mind, I throw another punch to his face, and next thing I hear is his nose cracking. He had it coming and better be grateful that I have some self control left.“Oliver!” Ken
Motherfucker!Even more mystery.“What’s wrong?” Kendra asks, dissecting me as if she’s trying to penetrate my mind and suck the information out.“This fucking design, it was on Kylie’s pendant. The one that Jasper gave her, the one with the compass inside, the same compass that guided her to the land of the damned.”She studies the design with interest, recognition dawning on her, or so it seems.“Ohh! Now that I delve into it, I’ve seen it before, a long time ago.”“Where?” I grab her shoulders and squeeze them roughly, until I notice Blake fuming as ready to engage. I let go of her. “Sorry!” I mutter.
Oliver POV: To say I was surprised to see Kendra and Blake together is an understatement, I was beyond shocked. Yet right now, what counts is to find a solution to save Kylie. Kylie. My love, my other half, my life. It seems like ages passed since I last held her into my arms. Everytime I think about her, my heart sinks from my chest, a stabbing pain is throbbing in my head and I find it difficult to
Oliver POV:Nothing. We got absolutely nothing.I swear I’m losing my fucking mind and I don’t know what to do or whom to ask for help. The ones that I can request assistance from are already here, by my side.I have no witch acquaintances beside that Sandra, and she vanished along with Killian in the blink of an eye, leaving me with no choice other than to presume they are involved somehow. In fact, I’m sure they have some connection with everything that’s happening.Then there is Blake. I can tell that he is more than what meets the eye, but I have no idea how to reach him. I am surprised that he didn’t show up by himself for I’m convinced the news about my mate being lost has already spread like wildfire through the forest. He helped her before, won’t he help her now as well?I’m inwardly screaming in frustration, it’s already been a fucking day, what if something happened to her?No n