“Shysie? I knew the letter was not from Paris. What do you want?” Ann asked, keeping her distance.“Well, let's see. I want you dead, but you know that is not possible,” Shysie said with an evil smile.“Is it true? What you said in the letter? That you got rid of Paris’ wife on their wedding night?” Ann asked, feeling the fear build up in her.“Yes, let it be a warning. Stay away from him, he is mine,” Shysie said with a tone filled with anger and jealously. “Shouldn't you be leaving?” Ann asked mockingly.“I will leave once I am done with you,” Shysie said, stepping towards Ann.Ann gave a couple of steps back. “Won’t your skin boil if you do harm to me?”“Ha, I got away with it before. Surely I can get away with it again,” Shysie laughed.“Why did you get away with it before?” Ann asked, worried.“Ha, as if I will tell you,” Shysie laughed again.“I am leaving, leave me alone,” Ann said, regretting coming to the park. She was about to walk away but Shysie stopped her. “Stand still
Dario picked Hanna up. “Everyone grabs a human. We meet at Wainwright.” All the Vampires sped off with a human in their arms. Paris picked up a human but delayed for a moment, looking in the direction of the hunter. Paris was shocked to learn that Ann's father was a hunter. ‘Good thing her mother is not a hunter as that would have made Ann a hunter,’ he thought. “What are you waiting for?” The human in his arms asked worriedly. Without another word, Paris sped off toward Wainwright. Eljo satisfied, starts to walk back towards his house. He notices on every light pole what seems like a dreamcatcher. He inspects one and notices two Snow owl feathers on the dreamcatcher. He recognizes it as Snow owl feathers because last year he helped Ann with an assignment about Snow owls. Eljo brushes his fingers over one of the feathers. When Eljo got near his house, he noticed a couple of wolves running away from his house. He followed them with his eyes and noticed that there were wolves running
They drove for what seemed like 30 minutes. They stopped at a dog compound. “We will be using Sled dogs for the rest of the journey,” Mr. Ondrink said, getting out of the car. Jessica also got out and put her backpack on her back. Mr. Ondrink puts in his security code at the door and in they went. “I did not know you have dogs,” Jessica said, looking at all the dogs. “These are not just any dogs, these are actually not dogs at all, they are snow wolves,” Mr. Ondrink laughed as the first wolf jumped on him, wagging his tail, followed by a couple more. All the wolves were howling and barking with excitement. Ann was done at the library, leaving just after mid-day, having found no real books on what she was looking for. She was about to go home when she saw in the distance a burnt-down building. ‘Must be the compound,’ she thought to herself. She started to walk over to the burnt-down compound. The compound did not fall within the town perimeter and therefore did not fall under the
She offered her palm again, and he eagerly drank again. Ann felt herself getting intoxicated. The Vampire saw Ann’s life from birth to now. He learned her language and everything she has ever learned. This was such a strange world he has woken up to, he thought to himself. He saw she has been with vampires and frowned at the thought of the Hybrid. Ann was on such a high that she didn’t realize that the Vampire has stopped. He drank too much, and she was near death. The Vampire, now with the knowledge of this modern world he found himself in, picked Ann up and took her to the part of the compound that did not burn down. He laid her down on the bed. He bit his own wrist and held Ann’s head to position her to drink. Ann was not responding. The Vampire was getting worried, understanding now what a Vampire’s promise meant. If she dies, he will burn forever. In his time, there was no such thing as boiling skin from a promise. They simply did as they pleased, and the humans offered them sa
“Jessica, before you open your eyes, please listen carefully,…” Mr. Ondrink said, about to explain to her what she was about to see but before he could finish Jessica lifted her face from her knees and opened her eyes. Jessica looked around her in a panicked state. Her chest tightening, making her feel as if she cannot breathe. She stumbled around trying to step back, but every time she does; she bumped into a man. When she looked around, she stared into a Spirit-wolf with a man bowing down to her. She tried to focus, trying to control her breathing, but the smoke and the stuffiness inside the Igloo were making her more panicked. She noticed the way she came into the Igloo was clear and she ran towards it, shoving men out of her way. When Jessica got out of the Igloo, a wall of villagers stopped her. Jessica, in full panic mode, felt a great deal of pain in her bones. Jessica cries in pain as she fell in agony to the ground. She felt her bones breaking and healing back again. “Give
As he watched Jessica sleep, he thought back about the day she was born, and how everything changed that day, from his wife dying and saving Jessica to her own mother being in a state of having just lost her own sister and having to give up her firstborn child to keep her safe from the hands of the council. Mr. Ondrink wondered if the crowned heads ever had more children and if it is known to the council that they have a child. How abruptly they got forced to leave the pack and rule the council as the next in line to represent the Lycan Werewolves. He has so much to tell his niece, that was the split image of his deceased wife. He wondered if his wife were still alive, if they would have had children of their own. Because Mr. Ondrink was not of royal descent, he and his wife did not qualify to represent the Lycan Werewolves at the council and for that he was grateful. Mr. Ondrink looked at the Spirit-wolf still attached to Jessica. The Spirit-Wolf returned his loving gaze, looking at
Jessica was glad that the smoke of before was gone and only a fireplace burning with the smoke directed through a chimney out of the Igloo. Jessica noticed all eyes on her. Mr. Ondrink signaled her to take some food, “you have to take food first for yourself and then you have to give food to everyone else.” “How should I know how much they want to eat?” Jessica asked, unsure. “Trust your instincts, you are linked to everyone, try and listen to their thoughts.” Jessica took a small portion of what looked like meat and put it aside. She decided to start with Mr. Ondrink and felt kind of bad for having to use her hands. ‘I am honored to be served by your hands,’ she heard Mr. Ondrink’s thoughts. Jessica placed food from three different bowls into Mr. Ondrinks bowl, ‘thank you, that is more than enough,’ she heard him again. She smiled and dished for the next person. She was about to dish for a woman, ‘no, princess, you have to dish for the men first,’ she heard the woman, stopping h
As soon as Ann left, Michael sped off. Instead of going to nearby towns, he went towards the mountains. Michael spent most of his time searching for prehistoric vampires, but found none. After hours of searching, he made his way to the first town. He could effortlessly tell the vampires from the humans. He followed a female vampire to her compound. Michael knew he was also being followed, and he could sense that the female vampire was aware of him. Michael stopped abruptly and turned around to face the Vampire following him head-on. “Why are you following her?” the Vampire asked before Michael could talk. “I want to see where your compound is. I need some information,” Michael said, not feeling intimidating at all because he could sense several vampires closing in on him. “Do you come from a dress-up party or what?” the Vampire mocked Michael's appearance. “I am a prehistoric vampire, unfroze about a week ago,” he answered. The Vampires hiding in the shadows made themselves know
Every year, when Prince Deacon left for a few days for the higher council, Emily will not follow. When he did not return on his last visit, she got worried and went to find out what was up and if he was ok. Even though she was heartbroken that he found a mate again, she was happy for him. A bit cross about the way he went about it, but nonetheless she was glad that he had a fated mate. Word reached her a few weeks later that his mate Jessica was abducted, and she came to the rescue. She did not expect for her and Deacon to end up making love again, but they did. When Deacon claimed Jessica a few months later, Emily was broken up and ended up in Prince Mano's bed. Present day. (Read Chapter 179 for a recap) After Prince Deacon stormed into Prince Mano's room and caught them in bed together, followed by Prince Mano attacking Prince Deacon, Emily decided to leave them to it. “I am not doing this,” Emily said and left the room. Emily went to her own room, which she has not been in for a
"Why would he betray me? How is he even alive?" Prince Deacon asked, not believing that Kerraelas betrayed him. 'I don't know why or how. I knew he was not dead, but I don't know why he gave your parents the information,' Wynn mind linked. "My mother killed, -never mind, I see he is still alive." Prince Deacon was about to tell Wynn that his mother killed the Shaman but then he saw in Wynn's mind that they made contact. "Where is he?" Prince Deacon asked, wanting to know where the shaman was. "I told him to go to the nearest town North," Wynn said, finally able to speak. "Guess he didn't listen," Prince Deacon said, pointing at the wolf they both recognize as the Shaman in full wolf form. The shaman finally regained his strength and managed to complete his shift. Wynn took the backpack off his back and took out his spare pants and threw it at the Shaman. The Shaman shifted and put the pants on. "I think the neighbor just saw me do that," the Shaman said, looking at Princess B
Two of Queen Lana’s guards ran into the house and force him outside.“Let me die with her!” Prince Deacon demanded, trying to get back into the house.In the distance, you could hear the fire brigade. Prince Deacon knew that there was nothing saving the house or Emily now.The Shaman pretend to be dead for as long as he could and started to crawl out of the burning house, towards the kitchen, hoping that it had a back door like all houses.With his hand on his throat, he started to run through the backyard before climbing over the first wall. ‘That b*tch, I have been serving here for over a millennium and she just tried to kill me as if I am nothing? I will end her,’ the Shaman vowed, ‘but first I need to survive; I need to find Wynn.’ The Shaman went rogue the moment his throat was slit so that Queen Lana and the pack will think him dead.The shaman took out his phone and called Wynn but he was barely able to speak so he put the phone down again and tried to type with one hand while
“There you are. What is that face for?” Prince Deacon asked, when he came into the room, Emily standing with just a towel around her. Prince Deacon had a bunch of red roses in one hand and a guy that looked in his mid-thirties next to him.“Go wait downstairs,” Prince Deacon ordered the guy.“I am not hungry,” Emily said, knowing the guy was to feed on.“But today is your feeding day,” Prince Deacon said, laying the roses down on the vanity table before turning to Emily, and putting his hands on her shoulders, “what is wrong?”“Just thinking about how you have no children and deserve to have children,” Emily said, her eyes sad. Emily decided not to tell him about Wynn’s phone call, knowing he will just make them go on the run and she does not want him to spend his life on the run.“Do you want children?” Prince Deacon asked with a frown.“Does it matter since I can't have any?” Emily asked.“We can get a surrogate,” Prince Deacon reminded her of the time period they live in.“Forget I
The year 2000 and something “I thought you were dead,” Queen Lana said, sitting up on her royal throne when she saw an old acquaintance. “Kerraelas, old friend,” King Makens said, standing up from his throne to greet his Raven friend that looked as young as he does. After the embrace, King Makens signaled his servants to come closer. “What do you want to drink? Are you hungry?” “I am not staying long,” Kerraels said. “Where have you been all this time?” Queen Lana asked. “Does it matter?” Kerraels asked. “What brings you here? A warning? What has your foresight shown to you?” King Makens asked, looking at the serious expression on Kerraels' face. “I have seen many things to come,” Kerraels said. “I heard someone sighted you,” Queen Amirah said, walking in, Prince Andre at her side. “Queen Amirah,” Kerraels said, taking her hand and kissing it. “Prince Andre, how is hybrid life treating you?” Kerraels turned his attention to Prince Andre and shook his hand. “It has its perks
Princess Freda realized that she will have to hide out for a while and birth her children first before attempting to find Emily so she slowly made her way to the nearest harbor to board a ship to Europe and from there it was slow and hot, uncomfortable journey to Egypt. Even though she knew it was risky staying at Queen Zuberi’s palace, she didn’t know where else to go and luckily for her, the palace still carried Gabriella’s spell. Princess Freda was well taken care of by Queen Zuberi’s servants, none of them knowing that Queen Zuberi was dead and she thought it best not to enlighten them, for the sake of her twins. A few months later she gave birth to two healthy babies and instead of finding Emily, she decided it can wait as there was a raging human World War Two going on and the last thing she wanted is to get caught in the crossfire leaving her children without a mother. She was not sure if they were like King Lowe or King Thorvald and knew it will still be a few years before she
‘No!’ Princess thought. ‘King Thorvald is bringing Phoebe over to you,’ Princess Freda mind linked King Lowe desperately. ‘What?’ King Lowe mind linked her back as the door to his cell opened. “She is ripe. Try not to kill her, you don’t want to upset your mate,” King Thorvald laughed, ripping Phoebe’s made-shift dress off her, making her gasp. “Don’t do this,” King Lowe pleaded, smelling Phoebe, feeling his animal instinct ripping through him uncontrollably as he shifted into his werewolf form as the moon reached the tower. “Go on, have s*x with him,” King Thorvald compelled Phoebe before leaving. “No, stay away,” King Lowe yelled. ‘Please control yourself, think about me, please don’t hurt her,’ Princess Freda pleaded in a mind link. ‘She will have to kill me,’ King Lowe mind linked Princess Freda back. ‘There must be another way,’ Princess Freda pleaded. "We claimed each other. Is our bond not strong enough?" 'On a full moon, werewolves can't control themselves,' King Lowe
“How are my two love birds doing?” King Thorvald asked, walking into the cell. “She needs a bed,” King Lowe said, referring to Princess Freda that already looked uncomfortable with her swollen belly. “Whose babies do you think she is carrying? Mine or yours?” King Thorvald asked, putting his ears to her belly, listening to the two babies’ heartbeat. “Get away from her,” King Lowe growled, fighting against his restraints that have been secured to the wall again. “Come,” King Thorvald compelled Princess Freda to follow him. “Where are you taking her?” King Lowe demanded to know. “Didn’t you just demand a bed for her? I am taking her to a bed, my bed,” King Thorvald chuckled. “I am going to kill you!” King Lowe shouted. “Not if I kill you first,” King Thorvald said, grabbing Princess Freda from behind, holding her in a chokehold, and rubbing his hands over her belly, “if these babies are yours, I will no longer have the need for you.” Princess Freda doesn’t fight him, knowing if
King Thorvald went back to the castle and straight to the tower to give Princess Freda the bad news. “Someone is coming. You have to leave now,” King Lowe pleaded with Princess Freda. “What if this time they notice you are not chained to the wall?” King Lowe asked. “What does it matter? I can still break my chains,” Princess Freda said. "Besides, I am compelled not to try and escape. That is why I have to wait for my friend so that she can bring me a shaman necklace,” Princess Freda said. The door opened and King Thorvald walked in with a big smile on his face. “Bad news. I have found Phoebe.” Princess Freda hung her head in defeat with no response. King Thorvald walked over to her and took her arm, bringing her palm to his mouth before sinking his teeth into her. After drinking his fill, he ripped her dress off her and wiped his mouth with it before turning to King Lowe, “Perhaps now you won't be able to resist her.” “He can not even reach me, you moron,” Princess Freda spat, n