Cold hands clasped against Granny's and the dread set in, burning in her veins and spreading through her bones."You are not my Nadia." She gritted through the pain."I am not a stranger either," an uncanny smile cut across Nadia's face. "If not for your wonderful theft, I wouldn't have had this body to come back to. So perhaps, I should be grateful." Her voice was roughened with a gruff as she pulled Granny closer into a tight embrace, draining her power and claiming it as her own. "Perhaps I should also thank you for being alive too.""Kestra." Granny's voice was a whisper, the pain was too much. Confusion set in. "You took my daughter's body.""Mine." Red light flashed in Nadia's brown eyes, but obviously, she wasn't the one speaking. Granny frowned, anger cutting across her features and evident in her eyes. "Let her go!"Snap!Control slipped from Kestra, only for a moment.Just for a moment. She fought to regain it, to continue to stay in control of this stubborn body she had n
Her eyes followed him, till he was kneeling by her side. The doubt in his eyes made her shake her head. "I am not crazy, Eli. Don't look at me like I am.""You are not crazy.""Do you believe me?" She pulled away to look at him and he gave her a reassuring smile, while cupping her face in his hands."You are not crazy."They remained in the magic of the moment, until the sound of flapping leathery wings broke it and she was pulling away from him finally.Alaris looked tensed and his gaze first found the bracelet on Belladonna's wrist before looking around quickly for any sign of danger. Finding none, he asked, "What happened here?"______They had made it back to the castle that night, with Alaris in his dragon form and each of them securely in his talons. It was a very scary ride, especially for Belladonna who wasn't used to seeing things from this high."Don't drop me, please!" She had yelled when he started making some unnecessary scary moves."Stop scaring her!" Eli had demande
So Be It?!His thoughts were troubling and the thoughts of the depressing days that would follow if that were to happen took his mind in a reckless abandon. He forced himself to stop thinking about it so that he may tell her of his idea. "You have tried everything to get rid of the magic but you can not. I think that is because the ghosts do not want to leave. You are letting go of one end of the rope, while they hold on to the other."She shook with a disagreeing laugh. "They want to. They beg me to set them free. If they could, they would leave.""You are right, they want to, they just do not know the right way to. I believe their souls must be appeased. They are angry, and their anger ties them here.""Of course they are angry." She blamed him for that, it was in her eyes. "Can you ask them what they want me to do?""What?" Her fight dissipated from her. "I want their forgiveness. My actions took their lives, the least I can offer them now is peace."Belladonna turned away, tur
He staggered back, shielding his head and taking the hit.There were stones from every direction, even children who certainly didn't have full understanding of what was going on were throwing stones! How did people gather around them so fast?!The scene before Belladonna rose her anger through the roof. These stupid people!"Stop it! Stop stoning him!" She yelled stepping forward. "Do you think he willingly did this? Do you think if he hadn't been lied to, just like the rest of us, he would have done this?!" She was looking around sharply, her eyes desperately trying to command everyone's attention just like her words were. "He loses his mind with regret over this day and night, and now seeks to make amends, even though he is also a victim here too. Just like all of us!" There was silence in the street when she spoke. It felt like the whole world had stopped and now was listening to her. Eli's heart pounded in his chest with each word she spoke, his body was tensed and rigid in r
Stupidity made itself known in the face of danger, and a couple of stones barralled towards Belladonna from the darkness. Anger blazed in her eyes. She wasn't thinking, she couldn't.All she could hear were these voices, all she could feel was anger, it was too consuming and the desire for vengeance that ran through her veins wasn't proportionate to the situation. It was wild. A scream rang through the night, blood splattered in the air and a body dropped limp from a neighbor's window as a head rolled to the ground. "Donna," Eli yelled and she turned sharply to him, a moment of sanity seeping back into her head when her eyes met his brown own, but it didn't last long enough. The power seized her and the anger collided in her mind, making her into something Eli beheld with fear, as memories of Kestra by the river replayed in his mind. Traumatized.Her blank eyes were the color of blood, red lines netting the skin beneath as lightning tore at one another at the tip of her fingers
The tears rolled down her cheeks and she wiped it away angrily with guilt. "You should kill me. I have been the one wreaking havoc after all."He stopped, his eyes studying her with his little flame, before he crouched next to her, taking her wrist and studying the fresh burn left behind.She didn't move away from him, because at his touch the voices became silent and the weight on her mind felt a little lighter."I killed people. I hurt them." His focus was on the bloodstains and he looked up at her with a smile. "They must have deserved it." A glint of admiration flashed in his eyes and a smirk sharpened the corners of his lips when he confirmed the blood wasn't hers.It felt inappropriate for him to look at her that way after what she had done. With pride and absolutely no reproach."Was it fun?" With his serpent-like eyes, he looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time. Fun?Belladonna frowned, snapping her hand from his now, because now the relief it brought was g
Belladonna chuckled, pulling her wrist away from his grip. "I knew it.""Knew what?""That you can't make such a huge sacrifice without anything in it for you.""Can't blame me, how can I seduce you if you are far away from me."Eli stood up, filled with rage and sick of witnessing this. "We should all sleep. Separately.""That's sad," Alaris stood up, his stance filled with challenge as he turned to Eli. He was the taller, only by a little. His massive black leathery wings behind him held attention for their peculiarity. Everything about him was peculiar, like those glowing tattoos he had on his face and chest, that peeped out through the unbuttoned part of his shirt, his glowing hair, and his serpent-like mismatched eyes."I was planning to cuddle with you, brother." Anger blazed in Eli's brown eyes, and for once, he let his tongue sharpen with his burning rage. "Alaris. Whatever you are planning to achieve with this seduction ploy of yours will not work. Give up now or--""Or what
It was too easy to get her to the cave spring, despite her vocal and physical resistance. Belladonna could feel the quick and effortless sway of Eli's step as they went further and lower in the cave. Before she knew it, she was chest-deep in cold blue water. The images of the night she almost drowned flashed before her eyes and for a second, panic blazed in her mind like wildfire, but he was there, holding her to himself and keeping her upper body above the water, and against him - her back pressed to his chest, his firm hand anchored around her waist and his voice whispering comforting words. "Look at me. I am right here with you. You are not alone." His gruff voice commanded and she obeyed instinctively. Her head rested on his chest, the wetness of his shirt damping her very short hair, while her electric blue orbs found peace in his brown ones. For that moment, her mind felt peace and all she could hear was the gentle trickling of the water as they moved, and a low gush of it
Her stomach rumbled, but it was quiet, and for the sake of her dignity, she hoped that he hadn't heard it. “You don't need the sun, you need food; I know a place.”“Get out of my sun.”“I’ll take you there.” Quickly she was on her feet, his arm along her waist to keep her stable. “Are you even listening or are you just deliberately ignoring me?”“Deliberately ignoring you.” “What? I expect the elderly to behave with more sense,” she jabbed, annoyed with his interference. “There are no elderly here.”In a flash, he is with Arlo. Then before she could tell, they were before a table that must have been prepared for them only moments ago. She was dizzy from the speed but the lovely aroma in the air could not be mistaken; there was food here. She felt Ikrus push her into a chair and she took her seat, blinking to regain her stability and clear vision. When she finally did, she looked around. They were in a kind of glass room with flowers on the ceiling. The table before her was smal
She cleared her throat, changing the topic. “Is my age a problem for you, Ikrus?”He sucked in a deep breath, looking away, still thinking about why he had brought her and Arlo here - still trying to figure out his thoughts. “No. I was merely surprised, that is all.” “I’m not bothered either.” She leaned closer to him, a hair’s breadth between them, catching him off guard with her action. “Don’t worry,” she skimmed her fingers over his hair and he stilled, forcing himself not to move as more of her fragrance consumed his air. “I have always fancied old men.”What?!Old men?!Old men where?!“I’m not old,” he said, clearly offended. “You are thirty-two,” she said as she lay down and closed her eyes. “Exactly. I am not old.”She felt his shadow over her and she sighed, wanting the warmth of the sun on her skin once again. “You are thirty-two… and blocking the sun.”“That is not old at all.” He sounded like he was losing his mind, but his voice was leveled. She shrugged nonchalantly
She turned to him sharply, wheels turning dangerously in her head already to come up with a lie, her lungs clogging with fear, only for her to discover that he wasn't looking at her but at someone else. “Look! Arlo is walking!” He declared in hushed excitement. Aniya rolled her eyes, taking a deep breath of relief, tucking away the poison bottle. He didn't catch her, she could still kill him. “Arlo can walk.”“For long distances like that?” He turned to her, surprised. “Yes.”“Oh.”“In fact, we must redesign the room to accommodate him. He keeps on trying to pull things down.”Ikrus frowned. In a flash, he was holding Arlo who was strongly protesting against being held. He certainly wanted to play on the ground. “How old is the little one?”“Arlo,” she said, emphasizing his name, subtly ensuring that he wouldn't call him “little one” again, “will be two soon.”Ikrus nodded, taking the information in as he easily moved Arlo from one hand to another in his struggle to get down. “H
Aniya told her about the strange lily she found in her coin bag while telling her how she had come by it, although leaving out part of the poison, while watching to see if the witch had told Oana about what she was searching for. It didn't seem like the witch told her anything. “I have seen something like that in my room before,” Aniya said. “I’m scared of what it means and I am afraid—” she looked over to Arlo for the umpteenth time, “of harm coming to Arlo or me.” Oana was very concerned and she said she would tell the Alpha and Luna about it so that they could give orders for the Pack House to be thoroughly searched. Then Aniya asked, “What about last night? Why did the sun suddenly come up and merge with the moon?” She rushed to the window. “Everything seems normal now.”“Elder Superior said it was a result of something that happened in another realm. It is none of our concern; our Realm stays unaffected, and all the portals remain sealed.” Aniya panicked.Another realm? Wha
That night, after they had both eaten, Alaris took Belladonna to a nearby river, where a burning incense was placed on a leaf pad to float away. “It is to let go of the past and begin anew,” he has explained. It was something that helped Belladonna even though she hadn't known she needed it. Her heart felt lighter and with a more positive perspective, she left the river bank.The Belarion Rebellion and the rest of the Cave had fully returned now. Shortly after, Belladonna and Alaris started trying to create the army. They were once again under an open sky. Nyka watched from a distance, just like every one of the dragon people had been advised to do. Her father was right next to her, he wasn't supposed to be here. He was still injured from the torture he had received from the White King’s warriors that had captured him but he was terrified that if he as much took a step from her, the Heir would seize her and kill her. “What do I do?” Belladonna asked, trying to shake off the press
[LYCANS’ REALM]The coins vibrated on the floor, clanking as they added to the slight trembling she could feel around her. Aniya’s heart jumped. Quickly, she dashed to her bed and grabbed Arlo, taking him swiftly into her arms. She could hear a bell ringing from a distance. Voices of terrified people seeping into the air, even with her ordinary human hearing, the building chaos felt loud to her.What was going on? Before she could make it out of the room, though, she felt someone sweep her away, and in a flash, she was in an enclosed space, an arm around her, so that she held Arlo between them. She knew it was Ikrus; with such speed and the feeling of momentarily ease that went through her, it could be no one else. She hated the Matebond for many things but for this little ease that she could feel right now, she appreciated it a little. Even if this relief was a lie that everything was alright, it was better than the sheer terror she had been experiencing.The rumbling continued,
Finally, they were under an open sky.The Moon was full in its glory above them. “It is a perfect night,” Ny'ka said before intertwining her with Belladonna's.“Close your eyes.”She obeyed. “Think of the Bearer, of her grave, of her presence, and connect with her.”The Bearer. Belladonna allowed her mind to roam, remembering the silver-haired woman she would always dream about. She had never seen her face so there was no way she could see that. The image was blurry and soon it was nothing but darkness. “Open the windows, open the door,” she could hear Alaris' voice. Then she remembered her way of sealing the windows and the doors of her mind. So many things were happening in her mind. She could see the path to the castle, down to that room, to that sarcophagus, Then she was back in that room again - with the windows sealed and the doors locked.There was a white beam outside the window and a woman with long silver hair that shadowed her face.“Open the doors and the windows!”
“Don't kill me please, I believe now. You are the Heir, you are the savior. I see it.” Ny'ka begged. They were in one of the underground rooms, away from the people of the Belarion Rebellion and those of the Cave. This was something Alaris didn't want many to know about.“Please, take my life instead and spare my daughter,” Leader Tyrek begged. He knew what crimes Nyka had committed, the Priest told him everything.“You tried to kill me,” Alaris said to Ny'ka who was still on her knees, begging, tears running down her cheeks.“It was a mistake. It won't happen again.”Alaris smiled. “It won't.”He held her wrist and pulled her up, but while he did that, he crushed her bones, and pressing his flames into her skin, he healed her, just like he had seen it happen with Nightshade and that stranger in the Castle during their escape.It was an excruciating moment for Ny'ka and it didn't help that he did it again and again and again…By the time he was done, she was back on her knees, breat
The moment the ambush came upon them, some guards had taken Ny'ka and discreetly escaped from the scene. They were headed to the White King’s Castle to be highly rewarded for bringing to him the daughter of the leader of the revolution against him. They were supposed to take Leader Tyrek along too, but it seemed the guards who had him in captivity had been attacked. There would be much to tell the King upon getting to the castle. While they silently snuck away, Ny'ka found a way to free herself from the bondage and attacked them. She would rather die than have them take her alive; it was looking like that was the only option for her until she felt she had until Alaris' showed up. He descended from the sky with his massive leathery wings and he saved her; he killed the guards and swept her up into the air in his arms. In that moment, she saw what the others saw in him. A saviour.In that moment, something changed. “You saved me,” she said, the wind almost stealing her words away