Fiona’s POVI stared at Rowan’s eager face dumbly. Her unexpected, well not necessarily unexpected question had caught me off guard. What do I say? How should I answer her question? “Fiona?” she called out with a confused frown, watching me with a concerned expression. “Are you alright?”I blinked. “Y-yeah. I’m good. Why?”Her concerned expression morphed into amusement but the frown lingered. “I asked a question and you turned into a frigging statue.”“Oh.” I mumbled. “Sorry. I got lost in my head for a moment. “I’m not very familiar with them.” There was no way I’d tell her that I was Fated with those two. It wasn’t something the five of us had proclaimed publicly—except for Lyn and his ridiculous near confession disaster— although there were rumors going on and no one was brave enough to ask. I wasn’t going to start now. I wasn’t dumb enough to tell Rowan something I was heavily insecure about. Rowan heaved a deep sigh that held hidden meanings as she shook her head wryly in fain
Fiona’s POVI could barely concentrate on anything Mrs. Ashton had said during the lecture, too distracted from Kai’s drawing those lazy abstract patterns on my skin, tracing and discovering places I never knew were as sensitive, and a bit distressed from Jin’s oppressive gaze shooting daggers at me. I wondered if Kai noticed. He must have. There was no way he couldn’t. And if that were the case why continue, knowing fully well the level of Jin’s wrath. I stared unseeingly at the book in front me, willing my brain to concentrate but it was futile. Kai became increasingly daring with each minute that passed, skimming his fingers over the length of my arm all the same maintaining the façade of utter calm while I was left languishing in want and neediness. I knew Jin watched us keenly despite his indifferent aura. I could feel his piercing stare hyper fixated on the lazy motions of. Kai’s fingers on my skin, could taste this bitter-sweetness of his jealousy on his tongue. And for some
Fiona’s POVI will admit, Kai seemed almost godlike to me sometimes. He held a status in my heart unlike anyone else, a singular brilliance that eclipses all others. It wasn’t just admiration, it was reverence, as if he exists on a plane above the rest of us, untouched by the ordinary. Whenever he enters a room, it feels as though the air changes—charged with something electric yet serene. His presence commands attention, not through force, but through an unspoken, effortless authority.Standing tall, Kai’s height alone gives him an almost mythic presence, but it is his striking features that truly set him apart. His sharp, symmetrical face is sculpted with a precision that seems otherworldly, as though the universe itself paused to perfect him. His gray eyes—bright and piercing—carry an intensity that both captivates and disarms, as if they can see right through to your soul. Framed by dark, softly tousled hair that catches the light just so, his visage is both ethereal and grounded
Fiona’s POVWe stopped by a café in school for a smoothie because Rowan was craving something sweet. We stood while awaiting our order, chatting animatedly over the busy buzz of the environment. It was nice, having someone who genuinely enjoyed your company. I never considered my self an introvert or an extrovert because I never really had anything going for me. Pathetic, I know, but there was nothing I could do. I was basically alone all my life, even before my parents’ demise, I was utterly friendless and alone. Maybe it was because we were always on the move for one reason or another best known to them. I never really questioned them, only heavily content to be with them at all times. I thought it would last forever, maybe if they were still alive, things would have turned out different and life would have been more bearable. Rowan and I exited the café and took the pathway that lead to our department. We were in the middle of consulting our class schedule when Helena’s voice cal
Fiona’s POV“So…how was your ride back yesterday?”I glanced behind me to see Rowan dressed in an all black attire and black leather platform boots. She was basically dressed almost identically to yesterday’s outfit except for the heavy black leather jacket hanging limply on her shoulders with her usual dark shaggy wolf cut hair with red highlights. She looked like a goth mafia boss, if that made sense. “Good morning to you too and no, nothing happened. We didn’t go home together.”“The hell? And there I was playing the chivalrous knight.” Rowan groaned. I snorted. “Chivalry is dead and you know it.”“That’s not true. It still exists… in our imaginations, no?”I burst out laughing at that. “Shut the fuck up. I never knew you could be this dramatic.”“One of the many facets of the mysteries of Rowan.” She replied with extreme flourish that had me giggling. “What’s the first class?”“Oh. There’s no class for the first period. We have swimming.” I said, taking the corner to my right and
Fiona’s POVJin reclined confidently on the wall in front the door, his broad shoulders commanding attention as the sunlight poured in from the window behind him, casting a golden halo over his flawless skin. His swimming trunks sat low on his hips, emphasizing his well-defined V-line that disappeared tantalizingly beneath the fabric. His chest was sculpted, each muscle perfectly proportioned, with a light sheen of sweat that made his skin gleam like polished ivory. His abs, a solid, mouthwatering six-pack, flexed subtly with every breath he took, each groove deep enough to cast its own shadow.The veins on his strong, toned arms added a raw, masculine edge to his otherwise almost ethereal beauty. His thighs, powerful and thick, hinted at strength honed by years of discipline, while his calves were chiseled, completing the picture of perfection. The way his muscles moved under his skin, fluid yet commanding, was mesmerizing—a sight that made the girls around him glance repeatedly, th
Fiona’s POVThe cruel laughter my ears and I found myself spiraling further into the rabbit hole that was my anxiety. Tears welled up and slid down lifelessly down my eyes and the nasty talk continued and for the first time I wished locked up in the dark room at the Luna’s house despite my terror of being trapped alone in the dark while invisible monsters attacked me from all sides. Where had it all gone wrong? I thought I had battled my social anxiety and insecurities enough to walk around with my head held high. I thought I had moved past letting the vile whispers and snide laughter affect me. But I guess I was wrong. Its hold on me was as profound as it was sinister, hanging around me like heavy chains which choked me with every breath I inhaled. It was those said invisible chains that had me frozen in place on that closed toilet seat, staring at the closed door in front of me and then at nothing. My eyes felt puffy and swollen had dried up like they had no more tears to give wh
Fiona’s POVI set down my tray on one of the empty seats at the far ends of the cafeteria before dropping myself to the seat there with an exhausted sigh and began rubbing my throbbing temple with both hands at the beginnings of a piercing headache which have been happening a lot these days. I didn’t take the sudden burst into limelight very well it seemed and although Rowan was there most of the time, there was only so much I could do. I couldn’t seem to fend them off on my own.I stared at my food tray with open misery briefly before reaching into my bag for the bottle of painkillers, wincing as another painful agony exploded my brain and nearly split my skull into halves. I ate a couple of bites from the food without tasting it then popped two painkillers into my mouth, downing it two large gulps of water before dropping my head to my palms with a taut sigh.God, I felt like shit. I thought everything would have gone down by now and I thought wrong. If anything Helena and Jin wante
Fiona’s POVThe moment Lyn arrived, the air seemed to shift, turning sharp and heavy with his presence. His footsteps echoed against the tiled floor, each step firm and deliberate. My heart pounded in my chest as I looked up at him. His usually charming,, playful face was now a mask of cold fury. His pale complexion had drained further, but his eyes—those dark, piercing eyes—burned with something terrifying.He took in the mess around us—the broken chair, the scattered books, my tearful, broken expression and his face darkened further. His lips curled downward, and his voice, low and sharp like a blade slicing through ice, sent a shiver down my spine.“Who,” he bit out, his words slow and deliberate, “gave you the courage to cause trouble right under my nose?”The room fell into a suffocating silence. The group of girls, who just moments ago had been so full of confidence, now shrank back. Even their ringleader, the one who had mouthed off tome first, looked pale. But she still stra
Fiona’s POVThe news about the four Alphas fierce competition for me intensified, spreading like wild fire around the entire school. And with the popularity and rumors came new enemies I knew nothing about. I haven’t seen Helena much ever since I resumed school, and rumors of she and Jin’s untimely break up was gossiped about until went stale. I heard she transferred departments so that was why I rarely saw her. Unfortunately, her suddenly transferring majors left her old clique without a leader. Which was a relief considering the fact that I didn’t have to any other encounters with her. That didn’t mean the trouble stopped. I've been feeling uneasy all morning and had somehow gotten used to stares and whispers. But the moment I stepped into the corridor leading to the library, I felt it—the shift in the air, the weight of unwelcome stares pressing down on me. I wasn’t alone.I barely had time to register the approaching footsteps before a group of girls blocked my path. At the cen
Fiona’s POVJin’s confession filled my brain all day, distracting me through lectures, while having lunch with Rowan. I still hadn’t given him an answer. And then there was, Kai. His persistence was something to be admired, if not entirely irritating. I can’t mention how many instances I have gone out of my comfort zone to avoid him. “Fiona, he’s here again,” Rowan teased spearing a forkful of salad onto her mouth, wagging her brows impishly.“Don’t even start,” I muttered, rubbing my temples.“I’m being serious.” she said, watching something behind me with keen, perpetually mischievous eyes. “And he’s heading this way.”“Oh my fucking goodness.” I sighed, the throbbing in my eyes intensified. “I’m going to the bathroom.”Rowan looked thoughtful. “You could. Or you could sit there and listen to what he wants to say.” “I already what he wants to say.” I muttered. “He’s like a fucking bulldozer at this point.” Rowan chuckled. “I think you’re the only thing on his wants to bulldoze.”
Fiona’s POVI could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me as my words hung in the air. The once lively crowd had gone eerily silent, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.My gaze swept across everyone present, taking in the reactions of the Kai family elders. They exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of surprise and confusion, as if they couldn’t quite believe what they had just heard.And then, there was Kai. The disappointment in his eyes deepened with every passing second, the flicker of hope he had clung to now dimming into something heavier—something dangerously close to resentment. I felt him grow cold beside me. His jaw tightened, his lips pressed into a thin line, but he said nothing. He didn’t have to. The disappointment radiated off him like a slow-burning fire, scorching in its quiet intensity.Eugene cleared his throat quietly, searching for what words to use. “A-are you certain we can’t change your mind?” he asked weakly. Jin nearly snappe
Fiona’s POV“Hey, Rowan.”“Fiona? Where are you? I’ve been trying to contact you for three days now! How are you? Are you okay? Please tell me you are?” Rowan’s panicking voice blasted the confines of the car.I grinned at her terrified voice then affected a sober voice, “What if I tell you I’m not okay, and that I’m on my way to the ER to treat my broken bones.”“What!?” Rowan screeched. “Fuck, what hospital is it? Fiona speak the fuck up—” I cackled at her fear. “I’m fine, Rowan. Honest.”“I’m glad my concern is amusing to you.” Rowan hissed. I immediately sobered up. “You know I didn’t mean that. I was joking, darling. I promise I’ll tell you everything when I get back, okay?”“Fine. God knows you owe me one.” Rowan said smartly. “Are you on your way home?”.I glanced at the familiar surroundings zooming past mea before replying, “Uh, no. I’ve got drop by Jin’s house first but I’ll see you later.”“Okay. Are you sure you’re alright?” Rowan probed once more.“Yes, Rowan. I am.” I
Fiona’s POVPanic clawed at me. This was all too much pressure. I watched as Jin rose slowly to his feet, eyeing the writhing shadow monsters skeptically."Okay. Think. There must be something you've missed, Fiona. Think!" I muttered to myself, pressing my eyes closed in concentration. The ancient texts in that old grimoire, the whispered instructions and chants were failing us. My mind raced, a whirlwind of fragmented knowledge, desperate for a solution. Kai was down, Soren and Jin was hurt, and the shadow beasts were relentless. We were running out of time."Think, Fiona, think!" I screamed internally. I scanned my memory, flipping through the pages of countless arcane tomes. Then, a flicker. A forgotten passage. A detail I’d dismissed as insignificant. It was a footnote, almost an afterthought, about alternative activation methods. It was vague, cryptic, but… it resonated. A spark of hope ignited in the darkness of my despair.Immediately, I snapped urgent eyes to the central
Fiona’s POVMy heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the encroaching darkness. No sooner had we begun unloading than I felt them – the pursuers. Their presence was a tangible thing, a cold dread that prickled my skin."The crystals go there," I pointed to a patch of worn earth, where the markings I had made were still visible under my flashlight. "Soren, connect that line to the north node.""Got it, Fiona," growled Soren, his massive form already hefting a heavy stone."Every one get into the circle and do not leave no matter what until I say so." I announced. I focused, pushing aside the fear that threatened to overwhelm me. The magic circle was intricate, a delicate web of power that needed precise placement and intention. My fingers flew across the surfaces of the stones, tracing the ancient symbols and items we had gathered then began chanting the forgotten words. The air shimmered, a faint blue glow beginning to emanate from the circle’s center."They're a
Fiona’s POVThe cavern shimmered with an eerie blue light, the jagged ice crystals reflecting a cold glow that pulsed like a living thing. But we weren’t alone.A sharp gust of wind howled through the chamber, carrying with it a flurry of frost. Then I saw them—ice elemental elves, their lithe bodies shimmering like frost-covered glass. Their piercing, glowing eyes locked onto us, and in an instant, they attacked.“Move!” I shouted, diving behind a frozen stalagmite as razor-sharp ice thorns shot toward us in a deadly barrage.The Alphas scattered, their movements swift and precise. Jin, ever the protector, positioned himself in front of me, sword raised. A shard of ice whizzed past my ear, slicing a few strands of my hair before embedding itself into the ground. I clenched my fists, summoning my energy, but the elves weren’t giving us a moment to breathe.“Go for the leader!” Lyn growled, rolling under a streak of frost magic that turned the stone floor to ice.The elves moved in un
Fiona’s POVThe first clue had led us to the deep swamp behind the old site. It was said that a rare plant, Dark Light Algae, grew here—an essential material for activating the magic array. But as I stood at the swamp’s edge, inhaling the thick, musty air, I couldn’t help but wonder if the legends had conveniently left out the part where we’d have to risk our lives to retrieve it.A dense, eerie fog coiled around twisted trees, their gnarled roots jutting out of the soggy ground like skeletal fingers grasping at the air. Every few steps, the murky water gurgled as if something unseen was shifting beneath the surface. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with the scent of rot and stagnant water.“Ugh, this place reeks,” I muttered, wrinkling my nose as my boots sank into the soft, treacherous earth. Each step was a gamble—too much pressure, and the ground threatened to swallow me whole.“Watch your footing,” Kai warned, his voice strained with concentration as he tested the ground ahe