Leila’s POV“Could you wait a bit out here?” I said turning back at Maureen.“Why?” She retorted almost immediately.I was somewhat taken aback by her rebuttal, but I immediately regained myself.“Because I said so. Any questions?”“No sister,” She replied with her head bent down dejectedly.“Let’s go, Smithson,” I said as I turned away from her.Smithson and I went inside his home and immediately the door closed behind us, he snaked his hands around my waist and planted hungry kisses on my lips.“Hang on Smithson,” I said, bringing his actions to an abrupt pause.“I thought you were here to wish me good luck for tomorrow,” He said, and one look at him one could tell that he was not faking his normality.“Come on Smithson, You can call off the pretense, I know what you did and I am proud of you,” I coaxed him.“But I did not…”“Smithson, I don’t like that you want to lie to me,” I said, forming vexation.“But I don’t even know what I did that is making you proud of me?” Smithson repl
Leila’s POVAfter Maureen left, I followed Smithson using a concealing spell to mask my presence. I knew that there would definitely be confrontations between himself and Marcus.If he emerged victorious for me, that was an added advantage but if not, I would have to find a way to strike another deal with Marcus.After walking a while, in a straight path, he switched and walked towards the other side of the mansion. As he was walking, he collided with someone who had a good hold over him.“Watch where you are going boy," he barked at the young man.I was expecting the young man to flinch, but he did not. Instead, he stood and gazed at Smithson's face.I couldn't see the face of who it was, but Smithson's face was white as snow, and immediately his eyes fell on the person.“What the hell are you doing here? Wanna know what happened to your sister?" He yelled but there was no response from the young man.Desperate to see who it was, I decided to use a little trick to make the person sp
Lily’s POVAs we arrived at the lodge that seemed less problematic than the others, Clara walked up to the counter to make payments for our stay in the rooms for the night.“Please send up some drinks, hot milk, a bowl of peasant soup for five, and hot water for the kid's bath,” She said to the young brunette who stood behind the counter.My attention was drawn away by the chattering of the men seated in the bar. I unconsciously ran my eyes through them to be sure none seated amongst them was suspicious. Clara's voice tore my attention on them away."She said hot bath on the house," Clara said with a wide grin."That is great because as the one responsible for you now, I have no money..."I laughed out loud at his statement. He was obviously a kid and barely knew what he was saying. "Come on kiddo, let us all get settled in,""Kiddo? I don't think that is befitting for my personality," The boy protested.I smiled at how cute he looked and realized I barely remembered his name. "What i
Shawn's POVThe hardest part of my plan wasn't killing King Adonis, it was escaping and the sweetest part was not in the joy of his death but in that of Smithson.Five years ago, he plunged his claws into parents right before my eyes and said that he would do me the pleasure of watching him have my sister over and over again before killing me in her front.Men like Smithson deserved to be cleansed from the surface of the earth and men who had the potential to be like him. Men like Marcus.“Get him! He flipped to the outside of the mansion!" I heard the guards scream.I was still in Smithson's form and build. I needed the men of the Twilight Ridge Pack, to believe that Smithson was the traitor.I ran along the servant's wing, and I entered into the last room on the block. The room felt deserted and bare to belong to even a servant. Slaves were better cared for by their masters.I walked a bit till I found a closet. “Hello!" I called, but there was no response.I went into the closet an
Marcus's POVWalking back inside the Mansion, it felt so much different, like a cold, lifeless shell. Everything that happened tonight drowning me in, weighing heavily on me. I was as troubled as the storm growing inside me.Who could have thought that the great alpha king Adonis could be brought down by a knight he honored and adored so much?Even I thought my father loved Smithson more than he loved me. If treason was perceived, I would suspect Leila Darkwood and her power-seeking father and not Smithson.But something doesn't feel right.As Smithson drew his last breath, he said, “I didn't…” and somewhere beneath, I felt he wasn't the one who killed my father.Winston came to me at the entrance of the mansion. His eyes filled with both sympathy and pity- something I didn't appreciate at all.“I–I-I am so sorry,” he began gently, stuttering for the right words of consolation. " I wish there was something I could do..”"There is nothing you or anybody can do, Winston,” I cut him off
Lucas's POVI was sitting in the meadow, listening to the cool night breeze. I was going to get Lily no matter what. Initially, it felt like I was only joking, even to myself. But now, I was more determined and I would stop at nothing until she said yes to me.I rested my back on the rock behind me, trying to allow nature to calm my nerves. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a tint of silver on the bare lands.Just as I was beginning to enjoy the comfort of the evening, I felt the atmosphere begin to change and a gust of wind came in my direction after which, a note materialized before me.I tried reaching for it, but I could not hold it with my hands. “Hmmm, witch's doing,"I stood up to have a clearer view, then I read the content of the note. “So she knows of the kids too," I chuckled.Fate must really want those kids out of the goddamn way.This is my lucky chance.The delicate parchment was as expected: brief but yet, to the point. Leila Darkwood wanted the children out of the
Leila’s POV"Not a hair on my mother's or Lily's body must be touched!”I looked at the man standing in front of me and already knew he had ended from the beginning. He was in love. Love and our plans didn't mix.He wasn't going to survive long despite having such strong magical energy. “Do you have plans to stop a revenge attack on Lily's part?" I asked him.“Do you have for Marcus's own?" He retorted.“Marcus won't live beyond two months of his reign after we get married," I replied almost immediately.He looked shocked and unprepared to hear that coming from me. Maybe he thinks I'm a fool for love like he is. Shame.“When I get to that bridge, I'll cross it," He replied.Wrong answer. “Okay," I replied."I will send word when there is a lead,” The young man replied."You may leave,” I said.He nodded and turned to leave. The young man was quite skinny but handsome. He had freckles on his face with well-defined facial features. His brown hair made it easy to know who he was.“Lucas
Lily’s POVDinner was not as memorable as I imagined it would be. I was dining with the people I loved for the first time in five years at the same table.Still, there was no happy chattering, no laughing, no banter between the kids, and not even the basic smile.I tried to focus on the plate of food set in front of me. I took a spoonful of the tangy soup into my mouth.“Thank you, mother," Fiona said as she rose from the table after her brother.“Hmmm," I replied with a smile but my mind was elsewhere.Marcus.The dinner table was quickly missing seats and in no time, I found myself alone with Shawn. His presence was both comforting and unnerving.He had changed so much since we were younger, hardened by the experiences and losses we had both endured. Tonight, though, there was a fire in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before, he felt like a villain.“We need to talk,” Shawn said, his voice low and strained. He must have thought about this conversation for a long time before initiating i