Chapter 56Noah jerked awake to Izolda sitting next to him. He had been moved in his state of unconsciousness. The room was rather bland. He was sitting on a bed with a light blue bed sheet. He was surprisingly unrestrained. It seemed his parents wouldn't mind Izolda losing her head."Don't even think about it, I've been given more blood", Izolda said. Noah turned to look at her. Her eyes were green, everything, the iris, the pupil, the part that was supposed to be white. It was all murky green."Why?", He simply asked. There were some people he decided were just batshit crazy. "I have to be a worthy mate for you ", she smiled coyly. Noah mentally held himself back from grimacing. He held a full body shiver of irritation back too. He generally despised women that held romantic inclinations for him, it just tended to irritate him immediately. Well, except Myla. But she was the exception to a great many things."You know mates are preordained", he shrugged, looking around the room dis
Chapter 57Noah had been missing for three months already. The twins already knew. The entire population of New York had been on lockdown since then.Everyone was complaining, Myla had a permanent headache. She missed him. Everyday without him felt like being drowned. The twins had resorted to sleeping in her room every night, she had resorted to overworking herself into depression. There was nothing, no news from Isabella, no news from Zack. They had been searching for three months, with the city on lockdown. They even raided their underground base, that much she overheard. They still found nothing.Myla was moving like a ghost everywhere she went, it didn't help that she had Tweedledee and Tweedledum follow her for everything she had to do. She had to make Zack threaten them with dismemberment before they let her go to the bathroom alone.She just wanted Noah back already, he was taking too long.Surprisingly, Chris had joined Tiana in school, some excuse about being less antisoci
"Do you even know how to drive that thing?!", Zack asked in a shrill voice, sounding suspiciously like a disapproving mother.She didn't answer him, instead starting to drive off. Zack knew she would leave him, Myla was stubborn that way. He quickly hopped on the back seat, riding pillion. "I don't get a helmet??!", He yelled over the wind. Myla drove hard and fast, leaving Zack clutching her jacket for safety. It served him right, he did the same every time he drove her in his car."You would've gotten one if you didn't spend hours talking about why I shouldn't leave", she yelled back, his best bet was to pray they didn't topple over."I despise you", he said darkly, trying to hide his face behind her back. Ironically amusing, an age-old vampire found himself gripped by fear—for his life, or perhaps his death, or was it his undeath? Maybe it was her intuition as his mate, maybe it was sheer luck. As she drove into the underground base that Noah's men had searched thoroughly without
Chapter 59Myla alighted the car from the owners seat. Dennis stepped out from the driver's seat and Dumhan from the shotgun seat. She sighed and caressed her nape reverently. Something was niggling at the back of her mind. She knew something would happen today, but what? At times like this she wished she had her mother's foresight, but unfortunately she was not the goddess. "What is it Miss Myla?", Dennis asked her. It appeared two years of following her around had clocked the John brothers into knowing her every twist of expression."I want to go looking for Noah tonight", she said, her mouth twisted down into a firm line. The two men looked at each other and started speaking to her in a tone that suggested she was going crazy again. "For the past one year none of our searches have yielded anything", Dumhan said gently, like someone trying not to further frighten a startled deer. Myla couldn't blame them, she had been prone to random and irrational bursts of anger."I have a feel
Chapter 60"Noah", she said again. She stretched at hand but before she could reach the side of his face, he smacked it away. It stung, emotionally and even more physically. She held her hand and looked at him at a loss. She could not forget him, nor could she take someone else for him. This was Noah, this was the love of her life. "It's you. You tried to kill my mate", he said coldly. Myla recoiled. Who was he talking about? "I'm your mate Noah, what are you saying?!", She stepped into his sphere again. He pinned her to a tree by her neck."How dare you lie to my face?", He said coldly. Myla's heart raced like a frantic drumbeat, a mixture of shock, fear, and disbelief coursing through her veins as Noah's grip tightened around her throat. The rough bark of the tree dug into her back, a painful contrast to the gentle memories she held of him. The anguish in his eyes was a cold, accusatory glare that pierced through her soul. Struggling to breathe, her own fingers clawed at his ha
Chapter 61Myla's hands shook as she drove over to Zack in the dead of night. She had found Noah but at what cost. It seemed he had lost his memories. How much did he remember?She was absolutely certain a witch was involved. That was why their marks turned black. But why did he accuse her, of all people, of 'trying to kill his mate"? Why did he recognize her as a villain? His memories weren't simply lost, they were fractured and tampered with.She held her neck several times during the course of the drive, still feeling Noah's rough hands. Despite the fact that he was literally out to kill her, she felt revitalized. She supposed it was the intricacies associated with the ethereal magic of mates, she felt brighter than before.She got to Zack and rapped on his door like a mad woman. In less than three seconds, he appeared at the door in a flimsy singlet and shorts that looked like they were shoved on by force.She pointedly ignored the way his hair looked like a rat's nest and the rec
Chapter 62Noah's heart raced in rhythm with the wild, untamed landscape that stretched before him. The forest, a tapestry of hues and dappled moonlight, beckoned him onward as he charged through its depths. The thud of his boots against the earth echoed like a primal drumbeat, a heartbeat that synchronized with the pulse of the wilderness around him.The chase was on, a dance between predator and prey that woke up something ancient within him. His senses were heightened, every rustle of leaves and every shift of the wind guiding his pursuit. The scent of pine and damp earth filled his nostrils, mingling with the heady aroma of nature's raw vitality.His pursuit was singular, focused. The rogue wolf, a shadowy figure ahead, moved between the trees like a ghost, its movements fluid and instinctive. Noah's lips curled into a half-smile as he surged forward, his muscles flexing with every powerful stride. The thrill of the hunt ignited his senses, connecting him to his base primal instin
Chapter 63"Hey!", The girl sounded right beside him now. Noah startled and let out a small yelp. The girl now looked like she was holding back a smile. He refused to be bewitched. He didn't particularly remember much about his mate. He remembered how he was addicted to her, he remembered how her smile had a hold on his heart. He remembered how he would lay down his life for her. All things associated with his strong feelings for her, and nothing about her herself.He also didn't remember who the voice was from. But a voice had chanted solidly in his ears for 17 months, that the one that tried to take a mate from him would make the black patch on his chest burn. And it happened to be the woman that had snuck her way beside him without him noticing. "How did you do that?", Noah growled. She looked confused. "Do what?""The way you walked up to me without me feeling it", Noah growled, stepping into her personal bubble involuntarily. He must really want to kill her.The girl seemed to