The stay was a brief one at Barbara’s and she didn’t even get much time to spend with her mate, although she wouldn’t know what to say even if they spent time alone. Tomoe didn’t give any inkling about what she did while she was outside, but Serena was sceptical. She stayed silent nonetheless because that was safe. Barbara had warned her to be wary of her. Dorian wanted to drive her back in the car, but Tomoe refused to take him with them.
“That won’t be necessary,” she had said, her face blank as always.
While going back, the silence felt even more depressing than before. It was one thing to know Dorian was there, but an entirely different one that she was alone. This thought struck her hard. She didn’t know why she unintentionally depended on Dorian and when had she started calling him by his first name?
let's see what Dorian's grandpa has to say ;)
Dorian immediately stood up and greeted him. Alexander King was a force to be reckoned with even when winter had started leaving its footprints in his life. Dorian respected him despite being a little resentful at what happened to his father. But he knew that his grandfather had grieved in his own way. And yet.“Why the sudden visit?” he asked. The door closed with a creak as Kyle took his leave. Alpha Alexander looked slightly worried, more greys had appeared in his hair than the last time they had met. His brow creased as he let out a heavy sigh and Dorian almost feared if he was a bearer of bad news, but nothing worse could happen other than what he was going through, had gone through.“Ian, I want you to do something for me,” he murmured, his gaze weary. Dorian settled for a curt nod. His grandfather
Dorian massaged his temples as he came out of the bedroom. After the nightmare, he couldn’t close his eyes, plagued by an irrational fear that the moment he did, the nightmares would rush back.Kyle found his alpha hunched on the breakfast bar, stirring something in the bowl absentmindedly. He silently placed a carrier bag on the countertop. “Couldn’t sleep last night?” His brows furrowed when the alpha looked up, a little startled. His eyes were red and there were smudges of sleeplessness under his eyes. Dorian grunted before his gaze swivelled to the bag.“Viviane sent some soup,” Kyle answered his unasked question.“Are you alright?” the beta queried reluctantly. Dorian huffed out a bitter chuckle. Was he a
“So the first set of alphabets usually talk about health and wealth. You might find a lot of humans out there reading runes and cleansing them and whatnot. But honestly practising divination isn’t easy and that is why we seers exist.” Sedona shook her head, her lips downturned as she stared at the white coral bowl which contained moon water. Serena’s interest piqued as she listened to her teacher intently. She didn’t tell her about yesterday’s dream or vision, nor did she speak of the book or that her room was in a state of disarray. However, her bodyguard or what Tomoe liked to call herself had done a check-up of her room before they left this morning, which was odd. “How does one see a vision or how does one read the runic symbols? I mean, it’s clearly written here, but how do you know which one would tell you what?” she
As Serena slept, a small creature fluttered through the room, being careful not to wake her up. Tomorrow would be the chance to take the book. Now that they knew where it was. Yet, to be certain, they flew and easily penetrated the barrier of the closet door. Their beady eyes gleamed as they stared at the bag. Why did they find it here last time? As they fluttered closer, making sure to make the least sound, something within the bag glowed. Their eyes widened. The need to discover what was happening overwhelmed every other thought, but the moment they were close enough, they felt as if more than them closing in, something...some odd energy was pulling them. Fear gripped them like a tight noose around the neck and they tried to backtrack but to their horror, they couldn’t even turn back. The invisible rope pulled them
Dorian looked taken aback. Serena felt her cheeks flare. She hadn’t meant to reply so quickly, but when he suddenly said that his grandfather wanted him to choose a mate, something in her protested, something dark twisted her guts, but then he asked to be his mate and the book flashed across her mind. Wouldn’t the book be safer if it was out of anyone’s reach? “I mean…” she hurriedly tried to amend, vaguely moving her hands, “If you want. I mean…” She slumped back in her seat because she didn’t know what to seem desperate. For an odd reason, she thought only this person was true to her, which was bizarre because he had been secretive and had broken their bond in the first place. The burning sensation under the wristband which she had been wearing ever since the mark reappeared made her hiss. “What’s wrong?” Dorian’s p
Serena didn’t know what had come over her, but when her father...no the fae king agreed but made a show of wanting to send his daughter in a grand fashion, she felt doubt creep in her mind and then she saw the vision. A hand clutching her red hair and dragging her away...a faceless person shutting her into prison. She felt her heartbeat quicken as she blinked and stared at the fae king’s affronted look. She felt a hand around her waist. “What nonsense?” “What do you mean?” The fae king and Dorian simultaneously said. Serena felt herself tremble, but she clenched her hands into fists trying to remain calm as she replied, “You don’t plan to give me to Dorian.” This wasn’t a question and there was n
50| Son Meets His Mother Dorian couldn’t believe his eyes. He couldn’t believe that the woman whom he thought was gone for good, is alive and currently inflicting pain to his mate. Kai let him take over. He was still high from creating havoc, anger still simmering and bubbling. “Leave her,” he growled. Grace recovered from her initial shock. Her lips tugged up. “It’s good to see you, son.” She spared a glance at the girl who was looking at them with shock. “Don’t call me that,” Dorian gritted. He hated that word, especially when it was uttered by this wretched woman. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of her and his hand had shot out to grip her throat. He saw the palpable fear in her eyes and his lips curled into a sneer. “This is what you get from a son who turned feral.
Sedona hugged her when she heard the shortened version of what transpired after she went back. Serena allowed the hug, even though she stiffened when her arms wound around her shoulder. “I am so sorry,” the older woman whispered sympathetically. Serena felt numb all of a sudden. She felt more like the day she had fled from that horrible house, fled from being accused of witchcraft. The scent of incense and wood calmed her senses. Dorian had opted to stay outside. Serena hadn’t argued. She felt the weight of the book in her hand, the frayed cover of the book tethering her to reality. “Is this what you were talking about?” she asked and it was then that Sedona’s eyes fell on the book. Her reaction said it all. “How did you…?” Her gaze flickered from the book to its current owner.
~2 years later~ Serena’s eyes brimmed with tears, not because of sadness but out of happiness. The little bundle of joy, the one she had carried for the past nine months stared back at her with guileless golden eyes. All the exhaustion, the tears and mood changes, everything was worth it. When she conceived, she had already become protective, but now as she held the little one in her arms; she felt she would do anything for her. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Dorian whispered, his voice hoarse with strained emotions as he pulled her closer to him. Serena blinked back to the present and nodded, unable to utter even a single word. Her throat closed up as the bay made soft sounds as she rocked her gently. 4 years had passed in the blink of an eye and now as Serena stared at their daughter, she couldn’t h
Serena could feel her heart constrict. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. She distantly heard someone shouting, then someone grabbing her arm because she was swaying on her feet. Her vision had become dim. Black spots danced at the edges of her eyes. Her eyes stung as she breathed through her mouth. Why would…why would he leave? Again? Was she being rejected? She couldn’t even feel his emotions strongly. They were so faint. She blinked furiously, hardly realizing that she was crying. Someone held her close to them, caressed her hair and shushed her. But her sobs suddenly seemed uncontrollable. She was trembling and then she felt a pinprick and before she knew it, her head had lolled to one side. ~~~~~~ Dorian hadn’t expected that his stepping out and going for a run to c
The next day, Alexander King came to visit his grandson in the morning. The old man paused outside the cabin and stared at Dorian through the rectangular glass on the door. He firmed his grasp around the cane and composed himself so that his grandson wouldn’t get a glimpse of his fear, of the terrible feeling of hopelessness he had experienced when Dorian didn’t wake up. He clutched the bent wooden head of the cane tightly to stop the quivering of his fingers. He pushed the door open and walked in. Dorian opened his eyes as soon as Alexander stepped in. Ronan stood up from the couch and bowed. Kyle was yet to arrive and take the former’s post. The beta was juggling between the pack and the company. “I will let you both talk,” Ronan said respectfully before leaving. Dorian sat up.
“How are you feeling?” Serena turned her head to look at Viviane. Her gaze was nothing but sympathetic. She bustled around a bit before helping her to sit up. She didn’t know how to explain what she felt. She was glad but that emotion seemed hollow. She felt a strange emptiness in her heart, a sickening satisfaction at having killed Yvonne and…“How’s Dorian?” she asked instead. Her voice came out raspy. Viviane held a cup in front of her mouth with a straw. She took slow sips before pushing the cup away.Vivane placed the cup on a nearby table and said, “He is fine. Exhausted but he is resting and…” Serena read her silence.“He knows.” It wasn’t a question. She let out a shuddering b
Serena opened her eyes to the same terrain, on the muddy grass where she often finds herself. She felt that her head was on someone’s lap. There was no pain or exhaustion as she sat up, taking in the calmness. The cliff did not look so threatening, and neither did the sea feel tumultuous. It was unnerving to some extent. “You are wondering why everything is so quiet today, aren't you?” Serena turned quickly to see her mother smiling at her, but there was a hint of ruefulness in that smile and a tinge of sadness in her gaze. “Mom..” she whispered before rushing towards her, even though she half-expected to feel her warmth but was pleasantly surprised to feel her mother’s arms envelope hers, pulling her into a hug that she often missed since she lost her.
[warning: mild gore] Dorian did not really feel the hit. His brain took a second to decipher, and Kai’s roar followed after that. One moment he was trying to break Barbara and Liam free from the binds, and the next moment he felt his entire body become immobile. He could hear Serena’s shout and Barbara’s scream but his vision was turning hazy and before he knew it he fell on the ground in a heap, like a dead weight. ~~~~~~ All the visions that she had seen played in her mind in a nightmarish loop. Was this what it meant? Was this how this would end? Serena refused to believe this. She scrambled towards his prone form, every other thought leaving her mind. “Dorian…” she gasped, his name a litany on her lips as she felt the pain that her mate might be feeling twice more than her. But…bu
Yvonne’s smirk and malicious gaze were enough to turn the simmering embers into a blazing fire. Her eyes flashed golden, but a hand wrapped around her wrist, tugging her back. She looked up to see Dorian, shaking his head subtly. “Listen to your mate, Miss Viotto. I wouldn’t want to harm someone close to my son after all,” she said tauntingly, making Serena angrier. She suddenly regretted bringing the book with her. It felt as if she had walked right into the trap. She clutched her tote bag tightly. “I don’t need his permission. The fact that he is stopping me because he knows what i am capable of,” she retorted and was thankful for the snarkiness in her tone. Yvonne’s face darkened before she began to walk towards her. Dorian immediately came in betw
Serena rushed to her father who collapsed on the floor as soon as Jordan let him go. Jordan watched the reunion with baleful eyes before his gaze settled on Dorian who was staring back at him with open hostility. The Alpha King’s gaze flickered to the former Fae King momentarily before they went back up and remained settled on Jordan. “What happened? Are you…are you hurt? Oh my gosh, what happened to your wings?” Serena bombarded the two fae men with question after question as she continued inspecting her wounded father. Vulcan felt too tired to speak, the teleportation having taken much energy away from him than he had fathomed. “I think we should move him to the guest room. I’ll call Viviane.” Dorian proposed. Jordan who had been silent until now murmured his assent. Dorian helped Jordan to pull Vulcan up and practically dragged him to the room because the older man was in no condition to walk, even with help. Serena’s heart clenched as he watched the once regal ki
She was standing in front of her father, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at him writhing on the floor. His wings lying somewhere far, bloody and twitching. “Save…save me…save me…” But Serena remained silent. The moon shone brightly, brighter than any other day. She could hear the high tides, she could hear their impatience. The rune of Nauthiz (ᚾ) hovers and disappears. She doesn't know what to make of it. It’s the rune of need, urgency, but also conveys the acceptance of the unchangeable. Did that mean…? Her eyes closed for a moment, as she tried to gather enough courage to say the next words. But those words didn’t leave her mouth for when she opened her eyes, Vulcan was lying still, a garbled groan came out of his lips. A sob esca