“No, I’m not doing anymore. I want to die!” Layla groaned, stumbling to the shade of a nearby tree where they had kept their things. She sprawled on the grassy ground, and her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath.Once she had taken her last bite of breakfast, Zayne had taken her to a secluded, grassy field to train. She had mentally prepared herself for whatever he had planned to throw at her, but nothing could have prepared her for the torture he had installed.‘Why did I agree to train with him? He’s worse than Prof. Victor.’ She thought, using her hand to fan herself. ‘At least we weren’t training under the hot sun. I’m under a shade, but it feels like my skin is cooking.’“Come on, you still have three more laps. Don’t be lazy.” Zayne hollered, jogging towards her, and she glared at him. More like she tried to glare at him. His body was distracting—too distracting. Even with his sleeveless tank top on, it drew her attention. The shirt clung to his body, accentuating his
“You mentioned them once. How many do you have?” Layla asked, lifting her head to stare at Zayne.“Quadruplet younger sisters. Troublesome little rascals.” He grinned, a soft fondness appearing in his eyes.“Quadruplet? That’s amazing.” She awed, fascinated by the thought of having just one or two, but four young siblings born at the same time was just wow. “What are their names? How old are they?”“Talia, Tiffany, Tiana, and Tallulah. They’ll turn twelve this year.” He replied.“Aww, they are still young. What’s it like having quadruplet younger sisters?” She asked, curious to know more.“They can be the sweetest little angels in one minute and evil demons the next. There’s never a dull moment when they’re around.” Zayne laughed, wrapping his hand around Layla’s waist and pulling her closer to himself. Their legs pressed against each other, but none of them seemed to notice. “Tiffany and Tallulah are the loudest, always playing pranks, running around or climbing trees. Tiana is the
Zayne’s jerked, startled by His sudden change in tone, and she lifted her head. His eyes were narrowed; the passion and hunger in them had burnt down to give way to the rage glinting in them.“Who told you I hated you? Was it Alaric? Nyssa? Who dared say that?!” Zayne snarled.“No one, I-I thought you did,” she stuttered. Why did he look so pissed?“You thought that?” He gaped at her; his eyes and face softened, almost looking like her words had stabbed him. “Why would you think that?”‘Is he seriously asking me that question?’ She tilted her head to the side. ‘Doesn’t he know how he acts and talks to me, or is he just pretending?’“W-well, it’s because you’re always really mean to me. I know there are times when you aren’t, but most of the time… you are.” She muttered, fiddling with her hair and staring at her lap. “You talk and act like I’m a burden. Like my very presence aggravates and irritates you. Like I’m worthless trash not worthy to be in your presence. You verbally bring me
“It doesn’t matter who I spent the weekend with or what I did. I just didn’t want to spend it with you.” Zayne droned, shooting her a sore look. “Don’t try to hide it; I know something went on between you guys over the weekend. It obvious.” Nyssa snapped, standing in front of Layla and Zayne and stopping them from walking away. “Last week you couldn’t look each other in the eyes, and now you guys are walking side by side. Side by side! Layla always walk behind you, behind us, as she should, but this wonderful morning, she’s walking by your side like she’s your equal. I’m not stupid, you spent time with her, didn’t you?” ‘This is getting out of hand!’ Layla thought, shrinking back as other students began paying attention to the unfolding scenario. A few had brought out their phones, recording the drama, and she cringed. Nyssa needed to stop. How had she noticed that small detail anyway? Layla didn’t even realise she was walking beside Zayne until she pointed it out. “You don
“Of course. If you sat with me, no one will dare touch you.” Zayne said and pulled her along. ‘He really is inviting me to eat with him! Me! Why? Isn’t he the same person that always couldn’t wait for us to go our separate way? How did he suddenly change his mind overnight?’ Layla thought as her mind reeled to the conversation they had because of the previous day. ‘Did what I say really hit him more than I thought? Is this his way of trying to show me that he wasn’t going to be mean to—’ “Layla? Are you in there?” He asked, waving his hand in her face, and she snapped out of her thoughts. “Uh… um… sorry I zoned out.” She mumbled. “Sit.” He gestured to the table, and she sat opposite him as he did. Small gasps rose in the air, and the murmurs grew louder. ‘Ignore them. Ignore them.’ She told herself as she dropped her bag and stared at the crisp, beautiful tablecloth. Two waiters were beside her before she could speak, took their orders, and left as swiftly as they had com
“So what are you going to do about Nyssa?” Layla asked as the waiter dropped a plate of waffles and a cup of hot chocolate before her.“Why do I have to do anything about her?” Zayne replied, digging into his breakfast of avocado toast.“Are you really cutting her off?” She specified, picking her fork and knife and poking at the blueberry toppings.“Why not? She tried to hurt you and doesn’t respect my boundaries.”“That’s kind of harsh.” She whispered. She might not have liked Nyssa, but if she were in her shoes, she would have felt crushed too.“Why?” He blinked, dropping his own fork and knife, and stared at her.“Because it seems like you led her on, only to drop her when you were tired with her. It’s really sad.” She sighed, picking up her cup and taking a little sip of the chocolate. Her stomach and tongue danced to the wonderful rich taste, and she took a larger gulp.“How did I lead her on? I didn’t promise her anything, nor did I hint about getting into a relationship with he
‘They made it worse?!’ Layla frowned, staring at her desk. Just like the previous day and the day before that, she had come to her seat only to meet her desk cover with cuss words written on it. The words ‘monster,' ‘slut,’ and ‘whore’ were the most prominent insults. Before, it was just written with marker and ink, but it seemed someone had gotten the idea to carve it into the wood, making it impossible for her to get it off. Her classmates stifled their laughter behind her, not even bothering to hide that they were the ones. A particular set of eyes glared into her back, sending shivers through her. She didn’t dare look back, already knowing who they belonged to. Nyssa. After the drama that happened between Layla, Zayne, and her two days ago, Layla’s life was slowly spiralling into chaos. Nyssa was out to get her, and her method was playing cruel pranks and using bully tactics on her. The snake in her locker was the cruellest Layla had experienced, and she feared for the w
‘My blood?’ Layla blinked as her heart rate sped up. ‘He wants my blood?! Why mine?! Is it because of me that he was reacting this way to the moon? Does it have something to do with the fact that he’s supposed to be my protector?’“I wasn’t supposed to say that. What’s wrong with me?” Alaric groaned, cringing at his slip-up as he ran his hand through his hair. “Forget what I just said. It was—”“You can take my blood.” She whispered. His entire body turned rigid, just like the air around them. It was like the world around them had frozen in time.“Don’t be silly, Layla.” He scolded; his voice was gruff but strained, like he was restricting himself from doing what he wanted.‘He really wants my blood, but he’s stopping himself.’ She thought, noticing his fingers digging into the side of the desk, denting and cracking the poor wood.“I don’t mind, Alaric. You can— I want you to take my blood.” She said, taking slow steps towards him as she rolled up her sleeves. Alaric didn’t move from
“I never thought you were such a prankster.” Zayne chuckled after a few silent seconds and pinched her nose. “You’re not mad?” Layla asked, turning her eyes back to him. “Why would I be mad? As long as I know you aren’t going to that damn place, I’m fine. And that was a really good one. You really got me.” He grinned, poking her cheek. “Whatever you do, make sure you don’t teach my sisters how to play pranks, or else you five will kill me.” “Really? Then I’m a certified prankster.” She giggled, pressing her hand to her lips. “It’s good to be back. I’ve missed you.” “Of course you did. I’m fun to be around, and I’m a very great company.” He boasted, puffing his chest. “Proud as always.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes and eyeing him from top to bottom. “You look good. I never thought I would see the day you would dress formal.” He was clad in a custom-made black suit that fitted his figure perfectly, and his hair was slicked back. It was like he walked out of the cover of a to
‘Maybe I shouldn’t have come here. What if someone recognises me?’ Layla worried as she walked into the beautiful ballroom, and her gaze flitted around, taking note of the guests. The place was littered with mostly werewolves and a good amount of phoenixes, vampires, and faes royals that had decided to grace the pre-coronation party. Some couples danced to the beautiful melodies of the instrumentals while others stood by the side, having light-hearted conversation. The air was light and merry, but it still couldn’t beat the uneasy wiggling in her stomach. ‘If someone recognises me, they would definitely make a scene. It’s not everyone that supports the overthrow of the former parliamentarians, and I’m sure some are here. Imagine the confusion it will cause if one of them decides to confront me. I want to see Zayne, but I don’t want to in that kind of dramatic way. It would be better if I just left now. I can see him—’ Two vampire gentlemen walked past her, and she stiffened. The
‘This is it. Alaric is right at the other side of that door.’ Layla thought, standing in front of the large door she had appeared before that led to Alaric’s officee. She reached out to the knob, but her hand trembled, refusing to touch it.‘Ugh, why am I so nervous? It’s Alaric I’m going to see, not a monster? How hard is it to tell him I love him?’ She bit her bottom lip, pushing the thin hand of her nightdress back on her shoulders. A picture of her confessing her love to Alaric flashed through her mind, sending blood to her cheeks. She pressed her hands to her face, squeezing her eyes shut.‘I can do this. I can do this. I love you is just three simple words. Three simple words that change everything,’ she prepped herself as she placed her hand on the knob and she opened the door. She poked her head into the room, and her lips curled into a soft smile as her gaze fell on the figure slouched in his chair.‘Aww, he’s sleeping. It seems like Pyro and Eleanor were just over worried,’
"Ahh, no wonder we went with the heater. I thought they underestimated how cold it was." Layla shivered, wrapping her arms around herself the moment she stepped out of the portal. The world was a barren iceland covered with thick layers of snow. Large mountains were scattered all over, so high that they seemed to reach the grey sky and trees that were covered in snow towered above her covered the entire landscape. Apart from those, there was nothing but eerie silence, shadows, and anguish. Anguish, fear, pain, and rage hung heavy in the air like mist, and her heart clenched. And it was cold. Very, very cold. When she had gone with the elite class, there was always a special heating device with them, stopping them from turning to popsicles. But she had no special device, and her bodysuit might have been good for battle, but it did nothing to warm her up. "Here," Selene pressed a finger against her forehead, and warmth flooded through her. "Thank you," she sighed, dropping her a
“What? You’re leaving?!” Zayne gasped, gaping at Layla like she was sprouting leaves on her head instead of hair. “Why are you leaving? Where are you going to? To the human world? You can’t be thinking of going there? What about the life you have here? Are you going to give up all that?” Alaric fired questions, furrowing his brows. “What?! No! Why will I go to the human world? I have nothing there,” Layla replied, crinkling her face. “Then where are you going? Like on a vacation on something?” Zayne asked. “Not that either. I… I need to finish my mission.” She turned around, nudging to Selene, and the goddess waved at them. “I need to go to Tophet. I need to save the creatures there.” “Are you crazy? You can’t go to Tophet alone! It’s too dangerous!” Zayne exclaimed, shaking his head. “It’s something I have to do. Those creatures have been in that state for too long. I can’t allow them to continue living in anguish when I can help them. And don’t worry about me. I can take
“Alaric! Zayne!” Layla yelled, running to them as they ran to her.She threw her arms across their shoulders and pulled them into a hug.“You’re alright! I’m glad you guys are alright. I was scared when Draven brought out the eye of chaos and everyone fainted. I was afraid you guys weren’t going to wake up. I could feel our bond, and it was so weak. I was terrified.” She sniffled, snuggling into them as they held her closer.“I don’t know about him, but something that weak isn’t enough to kill me.” Zayne grinned, patting her head as she let go of them.“Weren’t you the first one to hit the ground? You were out like a candle in the wind before the light actually hit your skin and you were the last to stand up when it was over.” Alaric scoffed and rolled his eyes.“W-what? That’s… that’s not completely true.” The werewolf stuttered, narrowing his eyes at him as his face turned pink. “I was the first and last between the two of us. Just the two of us. Everyone else is still unconscious o
“That doesn’t mean anything. Boris was always the weakest among us.” Blaze scoffed, and Demeter nodded her head more than she was supposed to.“Sure, whatever you say to keep your hope high.” Layla snorted, throwing the head over her shoulder. “Round two. Make sure you make it count. It will be a disgrace if you don’t land a single blow on me before you die.”Blaze fired multiple balls of fire at her while Demeter sent blades of sharp petals. Layla lifted her hand, creating a barrier, and all their attacks disappeared the moment they touched it.She lifted her hand, forging a large shard of ice and launching it at Blaze in the blink of an eye. He screamed as it pierced through his heart, coming out at the other side. She rushed at him before he could melt the ice, and she cut off his head.“Two down, one more to go. You’re the last man standing, Demeter.” Layla taunted as his body fell to the ground and turned to ashes.Demeter’s face was paler than snow as she gaped at Layla. Her ent
‘Did… did it work?’ Layla thought, wincing as she sat up. She opened her eyes, and her lips curled to a large smile.The red light was going dimmer and dimmer, and the red clouds began to dispense, making way for the evening sky. The dorm around the arena flickered off and on for a few seconds and faded away.“It worked! It actually worked!” She cheered as she stood up and Eleanor flew to her side. “Layla! Can you see that? We did it! We did it!” She squealed, throwing her arms around her and pulling her into a tight hug.“How is everyone? Are they— what’s that?” Layla scrunched her brows as small balls of white and yellow light flew from the sky to them.“What’s what?” Eleanor asked, letting go of her and turning around.The balls of light swirled and danced around, and Layla reached out her finger to touch one of them. A recognition burned in her soul, and she wore a gentle smile.“They’re our sisters. They’re finally free, and they’re thanking us,” she whispered.“You’re welcome.
“This isn’t the time for useless jokes or gatekeeping the ttruth, Demeter.” Layla scowled, narrowing her eyes at her as she tightened her grip on her shoulder. “If you don’t tell me how to stop it, everyone will die, including you, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that.”“You can’t stop it. No matter what you do, you can’t stop it.” Demeter grinned, shaking her head. “The eye of chaos can only be deactivated by the one who activated it.”“What?!” Layla gasped as shivers ran through her spine. “No! It can’t be. You’re lying. There has to be another way.”‘She has to be lying. The eye of chaos has to have another way to be turned off without Draven.’“There’s no other way! Everyone here is going to die. Then it will keep spreading out, draining every supernatural in its way until it has taken every bit of power in the supernatural world. Everyone will die.” She cackled, throwing her head back, and her entire body shook. “Every single one of them will pay with their lives for turning the