Shawn's POV Planning had begun with an immediate effect. We had a full moon coming in the next four months. I wanted to lay siege on Mistwood Creek then, but I could also not sit still and do nothing till then.“Shawn,” I turned as I heard Martin's voice.“What is the update?” I asked, eager to know the state of affairs in Mistwood Creek.Early in the morning, I had sent some guys to go in and report the state of affairs back in Mistwood Creek to me.I wanted to go there myself, but Martin offered to go there instead. Looking at him, I could tell something was wrong but he acted well composed.His smile felt a little forced.“There seems to be some internal strife among the royalties,” Martin relayed.“How serious?” I asked.“Very serious. Smithson, King Adonis's favorite knight was arrested because he insulted Marcus's mate who turned out to be the only slave he ever took on,”I felt something gnaw tightly at my intestines. Who was Marcus's mate and slave? “Who is this mate and sl
Shawn's POVI got down from my horse and helped Martin down too. We walked closer towards what looked like a giant grave and truly it was.“Is this not a wicked act?” Martin asked, looking into the grave and then at me.I didn't know.I didn't feel like it was a wicked act. It felt like it was done as a remedy to harm already done but what I did not understand was why I felt drawn to a huge grave.“Let's go,” I said hoarsely.I didn't particularly appreciate how I felt and wanted to leave the place as soon as possible. But just as we turned to go, I noticed a separate grave. It looked a little bigger than a grave for one person and around it were flowers grown all around it.I felt that strong pull again and walked, void of my volition to the grave. I stood over it and ran my hands over the flowers.Like a lightning shock, I felt a ripple effect course through my fingers from the flowers, and my mind became messed up.It's been a while since I had this attack, but here it was. Smithso
Leila's POV My mood had not been in its very best state. More maids seemed to be disappearing into thin air daily. Some I know of, some because of what they heard I did.I never really cared in the first place and I still don't care about it now. Worse still, my cover was blown. It would be pointless to keep on acting the part.Marcus had always known I was acting, but now he's got proof of it.If he decided to call off the engagement on that grounds, he would be granted his appeal and I could not allow that. I was already this close and cannot back down now.“Are you still worried about what to do?” Maureen asked as she presented me with a glass of water to drink.“I should know what to do but I don't and that's more annoying than being ignorant,” I replied after drinking the glass of water.“Do you want some food?” Maureen asked as she collected the glass from my hands.I looked at her and understood what she meant. Going down that path would leave the mansion with no maids.“Not
Shawn’s POVWe sat and ate in silence. After a while, the meal was fast coming to its end, but we were yet to see any sign of his sister. The cook's assistant came around to clear our table.“Thank you,” I said as she took out the last bowl from the table.“The sky is fast turning dark,” Martin said, his demeanor already looking downcast.“Don't give up just yet. She may be busy, I'm sure she'll come around,” I said in a bid to keep him motivated.“Since you believe so, I will believe it too,” He replied. I nodded and leaned back into the seat. I also hoped to know what kind of person his sister was. He does not understand why she was willing to give up her brother's freedom in exchange for hers and left him there for four years.I closed my eyes to take a little nap, while Marton was going through a book. His constant flipping of pages distracted my sleep.“Hey, can you keep it low?” I bellowed.“Sorry,” He replied in a hushed tone.I blinked my eyes open at him, but I met his atte
Leila‘s POVI had expected the show to be over by now, but they kept bickering back and forth like babies, spreading their emotional blah in the air.“I don't know what to think anymore Maureen,” The little boy replied coldly.“Great! This is where the fun begins,” I said, regaining my excitement.That loser with the boy had messed with my feelings but that's all gone now. I could feel the boy's dark energy surfacing and it made me excited for what was to happen.“I'm your mother and I only did you good by allowing you to bond with your father,” Maureen replied.I laughed with glee at the sight, but I could feel that young man trying to meddle with things.“Then why did you deceive me all along?” The boy asked.“Because you were pathetic and too pitiful. Don't come looking for me again!” Maureen shouted.“I hate you!” The boy screamed as he exploded in anger. The air around him was now crimson red.“Is it done?” I asked Maureen.“Yes Sister,” She replied.Great! The spell has been bro
Lily’s POVAs I prepared breakfast for the kids, I got carried away with thoughts from what happened yesterday afternoon.He said his name was Lucas Hawthorne. Hawthorne was the name of Lady Marty too, but I could not make such hasty conclusions.Being able to read through my mind, gave him an advantage over me, in that he knew exactly what I was thinking and it was hard to know if he was telling the truth or if he was only messing with my mind.“Mother be careful or you'll burn your hands,”I was startled when I heard Fiona's voice. “Thank you, love,” I smiled gratefully as I took the ladle out of the stew pot.“Where is your brother?” I asked her.“He is still in the room,” She replied.I sighed, looking beyond her towards the room. I put down the pot of boiling stew and held her childish hands and together we made our way back to the makeshift rooms.“How are you doing Raymond?” I asked as I settled at the foot of his bed.“I’m not good mother,” He replied with his face buried into
Lily’s POVSoon we arrived at Mistwood Creek. The once familiar surroundings now seemed more vibrant, more alive.The trees had grown taller, flowers of various colors bloomed along the pathways, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of blossoms and the songs of birds.We stood looking at the great walls of Mistwood Creek. I had intentionally avoided the grave where my parents and pack members lay. I needed to avoid anything that would stir up a series of emotions in me.I sighed."Mother, where are we going?" Fiona asked, noticing how strained my face was.I smiled down at her, trying to mask my own anxiety. "We're going downtown, sweetheart."Raymond, always the inquisitive one, looked up at me with a serious expression."Who are we going to see? Lady Marty or Lucas?"I paused, kneeling down to their level so I could look them in the eyes. "There is this lady that has a special ability to help you control your magic better and as you know, her name is Lady Marty,"Fiona looked
Leila’s POVAs the morning sun pierced into the room through the open curtains, I shifted and turned in bed. I woke up to a throbbing headache, so I immediately rang for Maureen.“Good morning Sister,” She greeted with a slight bow.“Have you found out who he is yet?” I asked while holding one hand to my head.“Why? What is taking you so long?” I yelled at her.She recoiled at my yelling and after I was done, she recomposed herself. “The men your father assigned to us are few and we cannot cover the whole of Mistwood Creek in such a short time,” She replied with an annoying humility.“How long will my father stay confined to his tent house? We need to act fast!” I yelled.“Sister, are you sure it was a silver-haired male you saw?” Maureen asked. I turned and gave her an icy glare. Was she insinuating I was not seeing clearly?“I'm sorry Sister,” She apologized when she noticed my cold stares.I was certain of what I saw. The man was silver-haired, just like his wolf. His aura was inti