Selena's POV As I watched Hazel execute the men, I shuddered. When had he gotten this cruel? I had pushed him into cruel acts to help him get his mind off Mia, but he had quickly spiraled out of control as the power got to his head.My mother had only been partially right. Because right now, I had about as much control over Hazel as she did. Which was none. But still, Hazel had been very loving the first month we mated, so perhaps, he had feelings for me in his heart. My mother was right. They had been the ones to pressure Hazel's parents into pressuring him, so Silver Hands could remove me if I didn't meet up to their expectations.And that, for me, was unacceptable. I just could not go back to life outside the castle. So, perhaps, it was time to work on those feelings he might have developed in our first month of mating. Biting my lips as he executed the second person, I made up my mind on what to do. Smiling as the plan formed in my head, I went to Damian's pub for a vial of aph
Mabel's POVI felt his body freeze up with fear as my grip on him tightened. Fear? Corrupted knows no fear. Only pain, and more pain. But still, I didn't relax my hold on him. His skin was normal after all, no red eyes and all the other markers. And he spoke coherently. Yet, I detected corruption in him. The newly adapted moonstone in my hand glowed, showing that corruption flowed through him. Of course, I had just managed to put that feature together a few days before after repeatedly failing experiments and never had the opposite to test it before now. Which means it might be reading wrong. But still, better sorry than late. "Who are you?" I growled again, tightening my hold. My claws digged into his chest a few millimeters and I felt blood at their tips. The guy froze even more. Then suddenly, there was a surge of energy from his body and I was thrown off. I flew backwards and landed hard on the ground. I sensed Mia spring up from the ground rather than see it, and I felt a c
Mia's POVI absolutely hated his guts. And his pompousness. And his feeling of self importance. Who did he think he was anyway? Some god came to save us? The way he said that he's the one in the prophecy, as if we should applaud him. At that moment, I had felt like throwing him my cup, but I knew just how Mabel would take that. In fact, just staying in the same room with him was stifling. I might explode if I stayed any longer in there, which was why I left. The anger still billowing in me, I ran upstairs to my room and picked my flute. I needed to calm down, and it always helped me do so. I started playing a tune, one I composed the day I got angry at Xavier for stopping me from dating a guy. As I played, I felt myself finally calm down. "Mia," I heard a faint voice call. I rushed out of the room. "Mia," the voice came again. I rushed into Maya's room and saw her sitting on the bed. Her face was pale and she looked very weak and frail. I hugged her lightly, taking care not to
Selena's POVI cowered back as Hazel stood over me, his imposing figure made even worse by the expression on his face. It was one of absolute anger, rage, and despise. The air in the room grew thick with tension, and I could practically feel the storm brewing within him."What did you just say?" he growled again, his voice a menacing low rumble.My mind raced, searching for a way to diffuse the impending explosion. I stammered, "I-I just meant, my lord, that they missed your presence at the Silver Hands meetings, and I thought you might want to attend the upcoming one."He sneered, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "Is that what you thought? You think I care about those meaningless meetings? Or do you think I've forgotten the manipulative games the Silver Hands play?"I swallowed hard, fear tightening its grip on me. "No, my lord. I simply thought it might be in the pack's best interest—""Best interest?" he interrupted with a harsh laugh. "You dare speak of the pack's best interest a
Mia's POVI was tossing in my bed, worrying about Maya. I had just gotten back from Maya's room, where I had gone right after I helped Lycidas settle into Martha's room. I had been eager to share some more gossip about the pompous fool, but the sight of Maya blew everything right out of my mind.She had been extremely sick, and some of her wounds that Mabel stitched had opened again. The skin around the wound seemed to be decaying. I couldn't stop the tears from flowing again.Once more, my selfishness had made things go south. If only I had let Maya recover…but no! I just had to excite her with the news of Lycidas.Lycidas.How I hated that name. My hands clenched as I thought of how his face had glowed as he talked about finding his mate, Mia. The love they would share and all that, which seemed to favour him more than it did Mia, though he didn't seem to realise.Surely, I couldn't be his mate, could I? My palms clenched at the thought. I simply couldn't be the mate if the guy that
Mia's POVMy heart beat wildly as Lycidas ran across the vine. Though I couldn't see Mason, I knew he must have already reached the tree and was probably making his way down. He was way too good at rope walking to fall. On the contrary, it was I and Lycidas I feared for. It had only been seconds till I jumped on him, but I now realized what a stupid decision it had been. I didn't know how good he was. We could fall down here and that would be the end of us. A very ridiculous death for two people apparently prophesied to be the savior from the evil clutches of the Silver Hands, even if I still didn't know how the hell Lycidas got it into his head that he was the one prophesied about. "Hey, slow down," I whispered in his ears. The next instant, wind whipped past my ears as his speed instantly increased. I had to stifle a scream. I don't know why he did it, but if it was for mischief, I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of knowing he scared me no matter how hard my heart beat
Mia's POVI snatched up the veil from the ground and prayed no one had ever described Mia to him. Even in the heat of battle, the possibility of him being my mate still worried me. Especially if he had corruption in him. I made a mental note to ask Mabel about this mate business. I didn't know much about soulmates, not even how they recognise each other. "Your eyes!" I gasped when my face was securely behind the veil. Lycidas shrugged and held up his palms. "Don't worry, it's still me. I'm not Corrupted," he said. I scoffed. "Your eyes say otherwise," Without waiting for his response, I turned and started walking back to my tree. He caught up and walked alongside me. "You know, I don't really know what I did to court your ire," he said. I ignored him and swung myself on to the tree. Sighing, he took his place on the tree opposite mine. A while later, Mason rushed past us again on his way to draw more people into the ambush.Silence lingered between us as we perched on the bran
Mia's POVMabel looked around at all the corpses lying around the battle site and sighed. "We have to leave the cottage," she said. "Why?" Mason and I asked at the same time. "Because, this place is going to be smelling like hell in a few days time," Lycidas said with an air of overbearing patience, his chest puffed out. I scoffed and turned to Mabel who was smiling slightly. "No. A wave of Corrupted comes in the afternoon and a wave of normal humans comes later at night, that tells you our little lair has been discovered," Mabel said. I cast Lycidas a mocking sidelong glance. "Don't be too fast with your mouth," I told him. "But yes, this place is going to be stinking in a few days time," Mabel added. "Unless we can clear all these corpses. But like I said, we don't have enough time. They will probably send more in the morning if they have got more men in the pack. Otherwise, they would send more in a few days time when they've gotten reinforcement from their headquarters," Ly