“No,” Layla objected, standing up from the couch, and Alaric’s head snapped up.“No?” He blinked, scrunching his brows. “What do you mean by no?”“No, means no. I don’t hate you.” She replied as she walked towards him.“D-didn’t you hear what I said? I killed the moon child, Layla. I killed your predecessor.” He frowned, taking a step back for every one she took forward.“Yes, I heard that. I heard everything.” She said softly as she still made her way to him. His back hit the painting behind him, and she wrapped her arms over his neck, trapping him between the wall and her body.“L-layla? What are—”“You made a decision, Alaric. A horrible terrible decision that cost you the lives of innocent people, including your best friend and my predecessor.” She stated, and he winced.“You don’t have to condemn me, Layla. I know what I did was horrible—”“Let me finish.” She hushed and placed a finger across his lips, silencing him. “You might have done those horrible things, but your intent wa
“Chaos, disorder, disorder, and the likes.” Alaric shrugged as he pulled out his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face. “The entire stadium was thrown into pandemonium the moment Eleanor took you away. I’ve never seen such a panicked crowd. It was quite jarring.”“What did the parliamentarians say? What did they do?” Layla asked as she walked back to the couch and sat on it.“They—”*Knock knock*“Who is it?” Layla asked, staring at the door.“It’s me and Pyro. Are you done talking? Can we come in?” Eleanor replied from the other side.“Yeah, come in.” She said, and the door swung open.“I hope we aren’t intruding on any private moment.” Eleanor asked as she and Pyro walked into the room. Her eyes fell on Alaric, and they narrowed. “Are you alright? Your eyes seem sort of puffy.”“Yes, I’m fine. I just got a little dust in one of them.” He coughed into his hand as he walked to Layla.“And no, you weren’t intruding on any private moment. We were just talking about the state o
"Layla—" "You don't have to interact with him if you don't want to; you can just check up on him from afar. I just want to know how he's doing. Please." Layla begged, clasping her hands together in front of her. "Please, I'm just worried about him. Please, can you help me." She was dying to know how Zayne was doing. He had called out to her when she was leaving, but she hadn't seen him. Even though they hadn't parted on good terms, she just wanted to be sure he was taking her disappearance well. A part of her hated that she had shunned him away all the times he tried to see her. He had to apologise, and she didn't even answer him. She just pretended he wasn't there while she balled her eyes out. She couldn't blame herself for ignoring him. The pain still lingered in her. Her dreams were still plagued by what happened that day. But it didn't mean she didn't care for him. If Zayne had really meant the apology, then he would be at least a little bit heartbroken that she left. She
“What does the letter say? Eleanor asked, sitting beside Layla on her bed.“Here, read it yourself.” She sighed, handing her the letter and sprawling herself on the bed. When she had asked Alaric to find out what Zayne was doing, she never expected that.“Oh. Oh.” Eleanor muttered as she read the content. “This is bad.”“I really hope Alaric is exaggerating, but we know he isn’t. Zayne is worse than I thought. Far worse. I didn’t know leaving him would make him turn out this way.” Layla whispered, squeezing her eyes shut as her brain replayed the last time he said her name. “I expected him to be mad and a bit worried about me since I was supposedly with the enemies, but I had underestimated the degree.”“It’s quite understandable, though. If I was kidnapped by the parliamentarians, Pyro would burn the world while trying to rescue me. The protector bond is quite strong. Especially when they have met.” Eleanor said, folding the letter and setting it on the side table.“Zayne isn’t just
“Layla.”Layla groaned, turning to her other side and snuggling deeper into her duvet.“Wake up.”“L-leave me alone,” she frowned, pulling the duvet over her head. She was tired. Pyro had trained her until she could no longer feel anything other than pain. All she wanted to do was sleep, and whoever was tapping her and calling her name was getting on her nerves.“Layla, wake up.”“Uh? What?” She grumbled, opening her eyes. Eleanor was sitting at the edge of her bed with a grimace on her face.“Yes? Is anything wrong?” She yawned, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. “What’s the time anyway?”“It’s few minutes past two. I’m sorry for waking you up, but we have a situation.” Eleanor said.“A situation? What’s happening? Did the parliamentarians find us?” Layla gasped, all traces of sleep wiped from her eyes, and she sat up straight.She had spent almost two months in the bases of the rebels, and though everyone had been telling her the rebels didn’t know where they were, she st
"Know what?" Zayne asked, scrunching his brows."That you're my protector? If you had said just mates, it would have been fine, but protector?! How did you know that? I never once mentioned that to you?" Layla queried, dropping her hand from his face and trying to take a step back, but his hand on the small of her back stopped her."In fact, how did you find me? How did you get here?""Sylvan did." He replied, and her eyes widened. "Sylvan?! How? Why did he tell you?"Why would Sylvan bring him to their base? Wasn't he afraid that Zayne would snitch?"Because I wanted to see you. I needed to see you.""But how were you able to know that he was part of the rebels? Did he tell you? Did you find out he was a spy? Did you force him to take you to me? Please tell me you didn't threaten to report him to the parliamentarians." Layla fretted, trying not to imagine the worse.'I hope he didn't find out and threaten Sylvan. It would be really really bad if he did. No wonder Eleanor was worried
“You love me? Like love, not like?” Layla gasped as her eyes grew wide and she gaped at the man holding her to him. ‘Zayne confessed his love to me! Zayne! Me! This is crazy!’ She screamed and ran crazy in her head. ‘First it was Alaric, and now him too! I knew both of them were going to fall for me, but this is so soon, so sudden. I’m not yet prepared for this kind of attention. It’s almost too much.’ “Yes, I love you, not like you, though it took me dozens of stupid decisions to figure it out. I’ve fallen for you, Layla. I’ve fallen hard, and I don’t want to ever get up.” Zayne whispered, bringing his lips close to hers and kissing her. Her arms moved on their own accord, sliding across his neck and pressing her body closer to him. The kiss was gentler than the first they shared, but it was just as passionate and sent all the butterflies in her stomach into a dancing fiesta. He pulled his head away from hers and stared at her with a blissful, childlike smile that made him
"What?!" Layla's and the others gasps echoed through the room, and she took a step back.'Stab me?! What kind of test is this? Is this Pyro's attempt at a joke? Someone should tell him it's not funny."Are you kidding me? You want me to stab my mate. My mate!" Zayne growled as his eyes narrowed to sharp glares."Yes. If you want to join the rebels, then stab Layla. Stab your mate. It's really easy." Pyro said, glaring back at him. "It doesn't have to be that deep or lethal. Just plunge the dagger into her shoulder or arm. Nothing too deep. Besides, her healing abilities are working quite nicely.'That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when I'm hurt. It hurts terribly until it completely heals. Pyro can't seriously mean this.'"This is too much, Pyro. Cut it out." Felix frowned as he stood you from his. "Stand down. I'll take it from here.""What? Are you scared? I thought you would do anything to get into the rebel group. Where did that determination and fire go to?" He mocked, ignoring wh
“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