The stinging persisted and I found myself jerking under her touch. Brazing myself up, I struggled to get my limb off Fiona’s hold, but it was obvious that her powers were far greater than mine was. ͞ WAYNE’S POV “These are the only books I could collect,” Phyllis breathed out as she dropped the pile of heavy books on the floor. I peered down from the bed where I sat crossing my legs and then my eyes wandered to squint at the witch, who clapped away the dust from her hands. “Where did you get these?” I asked as I leapt down to the floor. I shuffled through the volumes to find out that they were just what I loved to read― History, fantasy, mystery and um… oh well, “Trilogy of an Alpha’s demeanor?” I laughed out as I thumbed the wordings on the navy blue cover, which had golden engraving at the corners. I opened the book to its first page to find the preface inscribed with tiny times new roman font. Fortunately, the whole of the
“I bet she failed to mention that any thoughts from one's memory can be replicated to the ball and shown to any eyes that choose to believe…And yet when you confront her, she will say… ‘It is the lesser evil’.” ͞ WAYNE’S POV I looked up at Fiona the moment she mentioned ‘spell’, “How did you know she cast a spell on me?” “That is easy, I sensed it when I tried to measure up your powers, it restricted your strength a little, but you would have been unable to move if you were at the peak of your powers.” Fiona sipped comfortably from her drink. I felt she told too much, unlike Phyllis, yet she did not seem to bother. She took my mug and fixed it into my hand, then placed the tray on the bed before drawing the stool to sit before me. “The triple spell of relativity; it blocks one's thoughts from another’s access and weakens the body; anyone who touches you gets a share of it. Though its stickiness to your skin had been absor
I could count the number of times lightning shook the ground as I ambled along the hallway. The day was beginning to darken but gratefully, the Tower servants were already lighting the candelabras that remained fixed on the walls.When I turned to the stairs, I felt a warm hand slide across my shoulders and I shuddered, aware that no one I knew was capable of doing such. However, I was beyond surprised when I turned and saw the green-eyed wolf. He was not smiling, yet his eyes carried a great amount of enthusiasm that I had never seen in them, not as if I saw him so much though.I watched him nod at a few maidservants, who just walked past us, before his gaze returned to me. It was as it had always been― clouded with diverse emotions that I still failed to discern.“You do not also hear this uncertain voice trying to speak through the Pack link, do you?” He asked, his voice sounding calm and steely at the same time.I shrugged, made uncomfortable by the arm across my back. My orbs wan
ELSPETHThose scared, little featherings perching around on the barrier and tapping their elegant beaks on the surface all flew away the moment I walked into the verandah. There were flights of them finding their way to the air, each bird grabbing a suitable partner with which to tour the spacious, beautiful morning sky.I smiled as I watched these unflustered beings, having the urge to stand by and gaze at them for eternity, but having the fact that the head Lady had sent for me in mind, I could not properly relish the moment.I hurried along the stairs, ending up at the top floor and heading for the head Lady’s Laboratory. I breathed in confidence and attempted to place a knock on the door but thankfully, it opened before my knuckles even made contact with it.The head Lady was right in front of me, her stare focused across my figure. “I sent for you a long time ago, why are you arri
Rhyder was a Verdi-bearded Vampire with high-arched brows over his monolid brown eyes, which were the same color of his short spiky hair. He stood just as tall as Colt when he came forward and stooped to peer at the dour face of Damien. The latter could not help but feel irritated now at the other man’s attitude towards him. He could not understand why he seemed to despise him so much when they were just barely meeting.Rhyder’s orbs lashed between Damien’s cobalt, determined ones. The younger vamp had made his resolve not to let Rhyder intimidate him despite knowing that the other could be quite older than he was. He looked deeply into Rhyder’s eyes, having the urge to spit out the good amount of blood, which was kept hanging in his mouth, on the other’s frowning face.Rhyder’s gaze dimmed. “Ah, I can see it now,” he drawled, still accessing Damien’s eyes.Colt whipp
ELSPETHThere were daring voices ringing from my side as I stood on the verandah, reflecting on the task that the head Lady had just assigned to me. It was first a chain of murmurs from the Pack’s current Alpha, trailed by a subtle reprimand from Ace, the head Lady’s daughter. I turned to my left and made an obeisance even before they reached me.“How did I not realize your sword was swinging from my right?” the Alpha grumbled Ace acknowledged my gesture with a nod. I expected the Alpha to do the same too since he was so engrossed in his complaint to Ace but on the contrary, he actually paused abruptly before me, ignoring the fact that the head Lady’s daughter was leaving him behind.I st
Colt stared at Damien through his lashes and a warning flash stroke across those cobalt eyes of his. “Do not dare to pile questions on me for I have no capacity to carry them,” he cautioned with a calm voice, which Damien never seemed to heed when he stared down at the older vampire and gave out an unwilling chuckle.“I do… have some questions,” Damien muttered and Colt sighed with a smile before facing the spring while Damien guzzled down all the blood in the glass. The latter recalled the unpleasant scene with Rhyder; the spiteful things the other had said to him, how he drove him to the core that he almost even fought with him. All those things had made his wrath plead to elevate again, but as he thought of it, he still felt the peacefulness that flooded all over him, relaxing his jaws like the reaction of a crazy patient injected with drugs.Even now, the smile that spread across his lips erupted willingly.
I did not need to look into his eyes. No, I do not want to look into his eyes, at least for now. I knew the effect those orbs had on me and how it likely could affect my thinking at this time. Worse, I may become too emotional and just break down in front of him. My situation was embarrassing enough!It took me unaware when I felt the Alpha’s thumb on the skin under my eyes, he was wiping out remnants of the tears I had shed earlier and I could not help but feel that this man was acting subtler than I once noticed.The cold, satiny skin of his thumb unexpectedly smothered its way up to my eyes before I felt him pull my lashes open. “Please open them, Elspeth,” his cool voice waved into my head and I obeyed, as if hypnotized.When I looked at him, his canine was scratching at the left side of his bottom lip and his amber eyes were shaded with what I absolutely had no idea of. He looked like he was going
WAYNE.I felt her emotions, witnessed her fading pain and overwhelming joy. I could feel what she thought, it seemed like there was a channel transferring her thoughts to me when I had a feeling that she might want a time alone, and now my hands remained in my pockets, my head bowed with a smile plastered on my face as I paced down the stairs.It was such a wonderful feeling when you feel your Mate’s happiness and I intended to keep it this way. I did not want anything that would cause Elspeth pain again so I was now more than determined to make sure that the smile I saw on her expression as she cried would remain as long as I could keep it.I arrived at the third floor and soon found myself in front of the library’s door. I opened it without wasting time and walked to one of the shelves before rummaging through its stack of books.I knew I had found just what I was looking for when I
WAYNE.A good dream and a good sleep was all it took me to awake with good cheer in the morning. I yawned and stretched on the bed, not willing to get up anytime soon. Thankfully, I did not have training to catch up or any book to read so I was entirely free.I turned on the bed, lying on my side as I stared across at the space where I knew my new cactus friend stood. It was still slanted but I knew it would get better with time. As I tried to slide my legs down the bed, I felt something wet between my legs and my hands moved to check it out, entirely shocked that the crotch of my pants was all soaked and my dick was quite hard.However, I smiled when I recalled the dream I had last night, it was much better that it felt like a reality to me. Two knocks in a roll came on my door and I was force
WAYNE.Phyllis fed me the last of the bowl’s content before placing it on a side stool. I felt her watching me as I heaved a sigh, a serene feeling washing through me. When I turned to the witch, she never broke the gaze. Instead, she seemed to intensify it, her orbs dipping into the eyelid and her pupils seeming to blaze from the reflection of the burning candles.“What do you think about love, Phyllis?” I suddenly muttered, causing the witch’s brows to crease and frowning lines pulled across her forehead.She huffed and turned away. “I think nothing of it, except that it is the nippiest route to whoever desires destruction.” I chuckled at Phyllis’ understanding of love before glancing down at my fingers, my eyes flicking between the black and white box designs of the floor’s overlay as I contemplated whether to ask the next question.&nbs
Even if the last time I saw her was five years ago, I knew that Mother was not this terrifying. She was a beautiful, gentle soul with pretty looks that could propel any man to their feet. This was not her, certainly not!My hands lunged toward her, longing to touch or shake her awake, but some concealed potency rather held me back to the point that I just stared at her figure, my hands hanging in the air.Tears prickled the corners of my eyes when I realized I could do nothing to comfort her. My lips trembled and an unwanted lump clogged in my throat as I sank to my knees, my eyes burning as it gazed at Mother’s still form.I badly missed and needed her back. I pined for the feel of her subtle palm as she rubbed it over my back to comfort me, or the tone of her soothing voice that sounded like it could calm a turbulent wave.When I tried to speak, a gale-force wind swept me out of the cave and
WAYNE.Four days in this shitty hell hole of a Tower and I was left wondering how long I would survive it. I sat in the Balcony reading, yet again, the Volumes of Alphas.I initially was supposed to be enjoying the gentle brush of the wind as well as the soft whispers it rendered to my ears, watching as the leaves danced to its tune and as the birds perched from a branch to another, singing their beautiful choruses.I was also supposed to sit here and watch the gentle noon sun just when it decided to reveal its glow after four full days of teeming rain, but here I was trying my best to get something out of this freaking mating chapter before me. Phyllis had literally ruined everything I had mapped out for the day when she walked right into the Balcony and jammed the book to my face once again.My eyes now glared at the slowly stirring, abandoned Chamomile tea on a side stool before I reached for t
Flynn exhaled the breath he did not know he was holding before glaring at the faces of the Firnes and walking past them into the hall. Candelabras hung against the walls, their candles burning away its flame and brightening the cosmic space. Flynn could see that a narrow path was flanked by a quite vast pool of clear waters, the candle flames glimmering on it.He whipped his head around the environment in a bid to search for who had spoken earlier but it rather seemed that he was the only one in the hall before a flash of white light suddenly appeared in front of him that he had to shield his hands over his head to protect his eyes from the light’s intensity.He heard the soft thudding of feet echo when the light began to fade, dropping to a light ball in a woman’s palm. The latter walked forward with a pink, chiffon fabric draped over her shoulders and barely covering her bare breast, cascading all the way down to her lower unco
I watched the King hurry toward Father instead and pull the Latter’s stiff body up, his hands trembling with what I noticed to be fear. “I will take you back to Coral shore, Gastro.”“No,” Father objected. “I need my wife and please take Lucerne away instead; he seems so scarified by the whole occurrence.” The Vampire King looked down to see Lucerne, who was probably at the age of five or six, stuck to Father’s left leg. The man’s eyes then wandered to Father’s bleeding wound before he leaned down to smell it. His eyes bulged and fright whipped across me.“Demons bane…” he muttered breathlessly, terror vivid in the tone of his voice. He seemed to fear for Father as much as I did now, knowing that an impending death was the inevitable fate of the latter. I recalled the time Father had passed away, when he made mention that he was one poisoned with the b
I wrecked my hands into my hair when it seemed like the image was going away, but then darkness reigned over me too quickly as a clangor sound resonated in my skull. I heard a loud incantation, precisely from a voice I could quickly recognize, before the next image lashed in. This time, it was this room. Alpha Gar lay still on the four-poster bed, looking like he was sleeping, as his breathing heaved steadily.I shrieked when I heard the noise of tearing flesh and screaming men along with resounding thudding outside the door before it blasted into pieces, dust clustering in the spot and a mingling metallic smell of sandalwood and bleach filling the room. A green-robed man walked in, his huge muscles ripping as he advanced toward the bed. He was tall, but not as I was.His dark hair was dressed in a pompadour hai
WAYNEDaylight was pretty sucked away too quickly when I lifted my hands above my head and stretched my knocking bones, my body aching so badly, feeling like it ripped through my flesh as I brought them down. I glanced at the spot where Flynn once sat. He was gone a long time ago. Was it a few hours into noon? Certainly, he was not the type to endure a long day of studies like I did.“Can I retire now? I can feel the comfort of my bed calling to me,” I muttered with a yawn as I averted my gaze to Phyllis. She remained seated across me, watching keenly to make sure I never missed any word in the book. I guess that was how unoccupied she was. The witch nodded and reached for the book, her eyes squinting the moment they met with the sepia yellow pages.She gestured for me to stand but before I could obey, the Library door opened and a balmy-looking Lady walked in. She was a servant, I could tell, judging from