The search was becoming more and more unbearable especially when I was revisiting the same old places and going down the same route over and over again. I was pretty sure that the ground which I walked on was now very much acquainted to the sound of my feet. My search for Juliet had metamorphosed into months of endless nothingness. Sean was more determined than ever to find her. He called it "the mystery of the century." I was beginning to doubt the authenticity of the culprit that was locked away in the dungeons. He was a blabbering mess before, always screaming at the top of his lungs that he was innocent but suddenly his defence had turned to defeat. "Any sign of a rustle or movement over there Sean?." I asked, in the hopes that at least a squirrel might have ran by. I need a hope booster to keep me going. "Nothing at all your grace." Sean replied back. Ever since the coronation and abrupt announcement of Ariel being pregnant, I had found myself spiralling down a dark hole. Ju
Everything seemed surreal now. Juliet would be found and we could all go back to our usual lives, after an intense bout of celebration of course. But still, this did not feel real. I slowly put one foot in front of the other and walked up the stairs while holding onto the railings. Life had started to seem meaningless to me. I woke up everyday with a heavy knot seated on my chest and it would not leave no matter what I did. Roseline said it was because I had become so filled with sorrow, because I was now so used to sadness, because a significant part of my recent days was spent worrying about Juliet and every other thing. But I was a mother now. Or I was going to be one. A little Ariel or Xavier resided inside of me and I was determined to do a good job. Still, I did not know how to go about that. My mother had gifted me loads of books on childbearing and antenatal care immediately she heard the news. They were good books, I was sure but they did little to make me feel any bett
I stared in disbelief. Everyone else stared in disbelief, especially Xavier who looked like he had just seen a ghost. "Juliet." He whispered and clamped his hand heavily against his chest as though he thought his heart was about to fall off. I almost felt bad for him. If I wasn't in shock myself about the disappearance of that witch, I might have. My mind travelled through many possibilities but none of them made sense. Juliet should be here. Dead, but here nonetheless. The only reason I'd decided to help Xavier was to watch his priceless reaction when he beheld the pallor of Juliet's skin. I wanted to see him weep and then afterwards, come back to his senses. I needed to see with my own eyes the moment he realized that this was a losing battle. Now she was gone leaving a trail of bloody prints in her wake. She couldn't have gone far, right? If I hurried, I could catch up with her. But Xavier was here and this was a variable I had not considered. "Oh my God, what have I done?"
At interval, terror seized me. Everyday it felt like I was walking on thin ice and when I tried to take my mind off things, my heart constricted in a painful manner that forced me back to reality. In the few moments when my thoughts weren't plagued with those of Juliet, I thought of my father. How our lives down spiralled from a hundred to a startling zero was something I could not wrap my head around. Now that I'd confirmed Ariel was safe and healthy, I wondered if I should not have stayed back and ensured I found Juliet. I was sure Roseline and the others did a good job but my mind couldn't be put at ease since I wasn't there to complete the search myself. Now that I had lost my one chance to go into the human realm, I regretted my hasty decision. I should have taken a bit of time to plan and strategize before diving there head first. What if Juliet was still trapped in there somewhere unable to find her way home? What if she was left for dead with only a few hours window on h
Darkness. Darkness everywhere. My heart thrummed painfully in my chest as I scrambled about. What was this soul crippling fear and why was I running? More accurately, what was I running from? Where was I anyway? The last thing I could remember was being cuddled up in bed with Xavier talking about how to sort out the issue with the council of elders. Now, that seemed like ages ago. I remembered someone holding their hand out to me and for a moment, I'd seen Juliet's face. When I grabbed the hand, I'd been pulled aggressively out of bed and then thrown into the abyssal darkness. Where was Xavier? Had he fallen victim to this enchantment too or was he somewhere out there looking for ways to save me? I dug my nails into the ground but even I did not know what I was searching for; Clues? A map that would lead me back home? "Is anyone out there? Please save me!" I screamed in the loudest voice I could manage. But my voice returned to me in echoes and I realized then that I wasn't ju
There are many ways to die and this is one of it. As somebody intelligent once put it, "Dying might be easier than living, but when it comes down to it, it's often easier to just live." That intelligent person was me and I'll explain shortly. Killing Ariel wasn't my agenda, at least not right now. But making her lose the baby and maybe a leg too was definitely what I was after. Ariel was a wolf and a resilient one at that, a car accident like this wasn't enough to take her out. I turned off my engine ever so slowly and then got out of my car. Ariel's car sat against a tree in the far distance, overturned. It was a beautiful sight, really and if I had a camera, I'd have taken pictures. I strutted over to the mess and pulled open the door on her side. The windows had all gotten shattered from the impact. "Ariel. Ariel, wake up." I called letting the desperation I did not feel seep into my tone. She was bleeding from her head and from the way her left hand hung loose, I was sur
The worst was over. I looked around me. Ariel was enveloped in Roseline's arms in a too tight hug while the doctor stood a few feet away with a dreamy smile on his face. Yes, Ariel and the baby had survived this but I knew just how badly this could have turned out. "Where is Lorenzo?!" I barked and Sean who was standing beside me withdrew in shock. I could not blame him, I had not lost my temper in this way for a long time now. But I needed to understand where Ariel's bodyguard had gone when she had decided to do something so dangerous with Roseline. I had given him clear instructions never to leave Ariel's side and this was the type of news I least I expected to hear. "Xavier." I heard Ariel call but I ignored her and dashed out of the room with Sean following closely behind. He probably wanted to stop me from rashly killing Lorenzo when I found him. I did not need to look far, Lorenzo was in the clinic's waiting area pacing the room with a dreadful look on his face. "Your
My head throbbed. I was incredibly grateful that I was alive and so was the baby but as much as I did not want to admit it, I was scared. And my fear made me irrational. I did not want to be with people but I also did not want to be left alone. I hated that Xavier was leaving me here alone and I hated myself for having such a thought. "While I'm gone, please stay put." Xavier said. He was standing in front of the mirror combing his hair. "I don't like your tone." I snapped. Granted, the accident was partially my fault but it was unfair that he was treating me like a baby. Also, he made it sound like I lacked the ability to stay out of trouble, like I was stupid. He cast a quizzical look at me and chuckled. It was the first time I had seen something close to a smile on his face in the past weeks. I might have smiled back if I wasn't so irritated. "Why are you picking a fight?" "I'm picking a fight? You just told me to stay put like I have itchy feet." I replied. He stoppe
Everything suddenly made sense as Roseline was hurled away,her co conspirators were dragged along with her, Juliet was back and Ariel was now a mother. I wanted to book us a holiday trip to get away from everything we have been through for the past months up until Ariel put to birth and I knew that if I waited till Ariel gave her go ahead, she would never let us travel out and enjoy a real honeymoon, so I didn't bother asking her. "Sean" I said casually at my beta, his eyes already twinkling with mischief. "Yes, Xavier?" He asked. "What would you say if I left you in charge for a little while?" I asked him and I could tell how wide his eyes grew. His lips were about to form words. Words that I knew would be in opposition to what I was already proposing. "You can't say no and, Ariel and I need to have a proper honeymoon," I said to him and that made his lips clamp shut, his smile broadened. "You're right actually and it would be unfair to refuse you," he said. " Not to mention
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It felt surreal.The obstetrician had come out earlier to tell me that Ariel was going into labor and now, some hours later, he was back again to deliver the news that I was now a father. Of twins. Nobody had expected that Ariel was pregnant with twins and even the scan had not caught that. It was a miracle indeed and in this difficult time, a miracle was well appreciated. "Can I go in now?" I asked. I was excited but at the same time, I was anxious. It was my first time being a father and I was desperate to do a good job. He smiled and before he even nodded, I had rushed into the room. Ariel was lying in bed, smiling up at the nurses who carried the babies. I stopped at the door for a moment, unsure what to do. "Your Grace." The head nurse said to me. She was smiling and holding out the baby to me. I approached with caution. I had never carried a baby in my entire life and this one seemed so delicate, so tiny that I feared it would slip and the baby would fall. "He's cute." "He
I slowly opened my eyes.The world around me felt unfamiliar but the face hovering above mine was one I knew too well. Now even if I lost all my memory and forgot the people I once knew, I did not think I could ever forget Roseline. This type of betrayal could never be gotten over. Roseline's eyes widened as she saw me gazing at her and we stared each other down for a while before she stepped away from my bed in shock. She glanced at the door and then the window probably contemplating whether to kill me or run away. I opened my mouth to speak in order to stall for time but no sound came out. Was this simply a bad dream? At that moment, it seemed she decided to kill me. She moved menacingly towards my bed, syringe in hand. I tried to sit up on bed but my body was sore all over and I could barely lift a limb. I was usually one with a speedy recovery rate but I guess there's only so much a wolf can handle. I tried to scream but no words came out. It was then I noticed that the persis
My eyes shot open.Every inch of my body ached and it was impossible for me to move. A familiar face hovered above me but it took me a good minute to remember who it was. "Syria." I gasped. "You are not dead. Good." "What happened?" Why was she even here? I felt like something really significant had gone down but I did not know what it was at the moment. My brain seemed to be lagging by at least twenty four hours. "The short or long version?" The fact that Syria was refusing to be straight with me irritated me to no end. Did she think I was joking here? I tried to swing my hand at her face but it felt too heavy to lift. "Short version." I said in resignation. "The Queen got away, The king thinks you're dead and you're left with nothing." There was no emotion in her voice as she said it and I was grateful for that. I did not need pity but I wouldn't appreciate mockery either. "Help me up." She frowned at me and then proceeded to look me up and down. "I think it's best you re
I stumbled and almost fell.Ariel was right in front of me but I could feel her slipping away while I was unable to do anything. Since I brought her back to the palace with me the night before, I had been unable to focus or even sleep. My head hurt badly but the pain in my chest was much more greater. I was losing everything that I had ever cherished. And why? I could not understand it. Why did Roseline have to do this to us? There had to be reason and I refused to believe the narrative that she was simply madly in love with me. Even a psychopath would never go to such lengths but then, psychopaths would never fall in love in the first place. Did normal people not wish happiness for the people they loved? If Ariel decided to leave me, I would be sad and plead with her but it would never ever occur to me to hurt her. Wasn't that how love should be? "Xavier, you need to sleep. There's nothing you can do by pacing here." Sean was trying to be the voice of reason but I did not think I
I ran as fast as my legs would let me.The sun was almost down and I was desperate to get to Ariel. She was calling out to me and even though I still did not know exactly where she was, I could predict the area. I would find her today. Tomorrow might be too late. "Sean, stick with me and tell the others to spread out in groups of three." Sean set about doing as I had told him while I peered around between trees at high alert. "Quickly form group of threes and stay together. Nobody leaves their partners. If you notice anything weird, alert us immediately." I watched Sean as he went about addressing the numerous guards that were spread out in the field. I had told him to stay back in the palace but he insisted on coming with me. "I want to see this through to the end , Xavier. I feel like we'll be successful this time and I want to be part of that." I could not fault his argument because I understood him. I would want to be part of the team that brought my abductors to justice too
I slapped Ariel hard across the face.Her hands hung limp by her side and her head fell forward as though she was simply sleeping. If she thought it was okay to start having ideas, then she was begging to be killed and I had no objections to that. But I couldn't let Ariel go just like that. I had loathed her for most of my life and now that it was time to make her pay, I wanted to delight in it for a long time. First, I would kill Juliet slowly and painfully in front of her and when she was begging to be killed, I would grant her her wish. I turned to Juliet. The anger in her eyes had returned and quite frankly, I'd missed that look. That ferociousness that seemed to imply I was despicable and inhumane and she would kill me if she managed to lay her hands on me. Too bad though, she was bound to a chair with her hands tied behind her. "How could you?" She whispered choking out sobs. "How could you do this to Ariel?" It was the first time I was seeing her crying without much restrai
I slowly opened my eyes.My entire body ached and I felt nauseous. I had been sleeping for a long time but it was still bright out now. Time seemed to pass really slowly here although I had no way of knowing what the actual time was. I tried to keep hope alive, certain that Xavier wild soon barge in with a group of soldiers but I still feared that I would die before he arrived. I did not doubt his love for me or his prowess at finding out information but Roseline was apparently really evil. After all, she had held Juliet for many months now and we had still not managed to catch her. Instead, she had trapped me too. I still found it very difficult wrapping my head around the fact that Rosy was the villain. Maybe this was some sort of prank. Where were the cameras hidden and when would this cruel joke ever end? I looked down at my belly and the vivid memory of her kicking me with so much aggression came to me. I shuddered. There was no way that had been an act. I didn't mean to cry b