All Chapters of Promised to the Tyrant: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Giovanni’s POV“Amira had told my mom that we would need to find that elder in Tirano once Omerta’s powers started showing,” Aaron claimed as we drove to Tirano.Avo had shipped both Omerta and Lucifer in a different vehicle altogether, despite Lucifer’s resistance. The rest of us were in this car.Aaron looked up at the rear-view mirror from the back seat, staring right into my eyes as he said the next words. “We will find some answers there, trust me.”Trust him? Wasn’t that the real problem here? That we couldn’t rely on him. How do you depend on a witch?Our lives had gone completely topsy-turvy in the last couple of hours as if there was not enough going on with the Vampires already.The biggest shock of them all was finding out that Omerta was a witch. I meant a wise one.Oh, boy! I did not see that one coming. I was sure none of us did.I had never come face to face with a witch myself, but I knew of their cruelty and greed because of Shahira. Had seen first-hand what they were

Lucifer’s POV I thought I knew pain; I believed I had seen it and experienced it all. However, that was nothing in comparison to the anguish I was in when I saw her convulse in agony right in front of my eyes, yet again. And all I could do was stand and watch as she twisted and turned, wailed, and shrieked. In the end, her body was completely battered and bruised, like she had been in a bad car accident. The fucking dream state, or whatever the hell it was those witches called it, had completely drained her of any energy; she could barely get a few words out of her mouth. Fuck! I hated this feeling. If the last time was bad, this time was fucking horrendous. "Brother, do you think we need to change our plan?" Set asked, referring to her dream, as he came to stand beside me. Right now, I could not care less about whatever the fucking plan was or what it had to do with that fucking dream. All that mattered was her. "Yes, of course, we need to follow wherever and whatever her dream

Omerta's POV I was transported to an unknown location—a dark, windowless hall that could have been a basement for all I knew. The hall was divided into two parts. On one side there were a series of small cabins, and on the other, there was a circular training space. One with floors made of clay, providing a firm yet forgiving surface for physical combat. The training ring was surrounded by an unruly crowd of oversized and rowdy men, who could easily pass for wrestlers. Amidst the chaos, right at the center of the ring stood Lucifer, who looked just as young as he did during that tyre practice session, though his face had hardened from the last time around and his eyes seemed gloomier as if they had lost hope. My heart sank at the thought that Lucifer was going to fight these men. He was just a child; he did not even reach their waists, for God’s sake. How did they expect him to fight them? Soon, I discovered that I had never been more wrong about anything. My ability to guess th

Lucifer’s POV "I know you have great senses," that witch boy said, "but maybe, just maybe, you should think about driving a little slower." He was referring to me zigzagging through this sea of vehicles, from left to right and right to left, without warning, not paying attention to all the honking and curses that followed. Like I gave a fuck! We had been in the middle of a very interesting session with Luciano when Avo called a couple of hours ago. All he said was one sentence. One sentence had me packing Luciano away in the trunk of the car and driving like a maniac to reach her. She was back to having another one of those episodes again; that was all that Avo had said. But the concern in his voice had me more worried than his words. Something was not right; I could feel it in my gut. And I needed to see her for myself sooner or later. Half an hour later, we were already at the hotel. Right before I entered her room, I was expecting the worst. However, never in my wildest dre

Omerta’s POV "What is it that you want to know, little one?" Set’s question pulled me out of the past and into the present. The two of us were driving to Tirano. You got that right; it was just the two of us. I was a fool to think that Lucifer was going to ride with me to Tirano. After all that I had seen and all that was shown to me, I should have known better. The last time around, Avo forced him to ride with me. This time around, the second Avo’s car left, Lucifer shifted into his wolf and sprinted away right in the middle of the road. So much for keeping all this werewolf stuff a secret from the world. "You have still not answered me, Omerta," Set called out to me again. "From what you said earlier, it seems like you already know it all." "It’s not like that." I looked at Set as I spoke. "That’s not how it works. I know a bit, yes, but it’s just the scenes that I was shown. I am not even sure if I was given the full picture, or if I am interpreting those scenes correctly.