Eliot was fuming in rage. She didn't tell him that she got her magic back. He thought it'd take months to retain her chakra but she was far too strong. She was healing at a good pace. It was all thanks to her wolf that Silva possesses the powers of werewolves as well. But still, she wasn't properly healed and he knew her magic wasn't fully back. She was in no condition to fight anyone at the moment. One thing Eliot was sure about, Silvia was crazy. Who in their right mind would fight Alonso single-handedly? She even killed him. When Eliot found her at the doorway of her cottage, lying there and bleeding. He was sure she was waiting for death but instead of death, he showed up. Prince Lennox had given him an important mission. He was supposed to save Silvia and protect her and did exactly that until she decided to leave like that. He didn't want to admit it but he was worried for her. He didn't know where she went. He could just hope that she returns safely. Eliot was outside. The

Silvia stepped down the stairs as she made her way into the kitchen only to freeze in her steps. She could recognize that back anywhere with those tattoos peeking out through the collar and then his tattooed hand came into her line of vision. It was Hunter cooking something in her kitchen. She looked around for Eliot but he was nowhere in sight. "Good morning," A deep raspy voice was heard from right beside her ear, and she jumped back. Her eyes shot to meet his gaze. Hunter was standing so close to her with his face tipping down. She didn't even hear him coming closer. She took a step back. Her gaze flickered back to his face and she found his eyes fixed on the scars on her forehead and neck. The vicious feeling of subconsciousness was about to creep in slowly but she stopped them then and there. She knew there were so many questions in his head. He was yearning to see these same scars all that time ago and now he got his wish fulfilled. He must find her ugly. But she didn't ca

Silvia kept tossing and turning on the bed for the last two hours. Sleep wasn't coming to her and no matter how much she tried to sleep it wasn't in her control. Her heart was not at ease and she hated how her body was trembling. It was as if she could feel that icy water surrounding her. And that wasn't it. The devastating feeling of giving up that consumed her soul was foreign. They weren't her emotions. But her wolf could feel it deeply which only meant that the mate bond was getting stronger and she could feel his emotions. Not only that. Her wolf was clawing viciously inside her to be let out because her instinct was to save Hunter. Her wolf knew Hunter was in danger. Silvia had used the remaining drop of her magic to keep him there restrained in the pond. She knows he wouldn't be able to break through it and eventually his muscles would pump up with all the struggling and he would give up sinking deeper into the pond. Her eyes widened and the next moment she knew, she was run

Silvia muffled a groan. Her back hurt and her face was lowered, she was accustomed to a thick pillow. She groggily opened her eyes and pulled back a little only for a surprise to flash in her eyes realizing she was lying on top of Hunter and he was only in his shorts. The last night's memories came back slowly as she closed her eyes and lay back resting the side of her head on his chest. His scent was so strong and calming. She didn't know for how long she lay there quietly listening to his heartbeat. It felt like after years she had a good night's sleep. She didn't even have a nightmare and most importantly; her wolf was in bliss wagging her tail in pure joy and beaming like a butterfly in her head. It was odd to feel a presence in her head. To feel the part of her which she never felt but that same part of her felt all her pain. The scars on her body were also on her wolf's body which meant her wolf went through the same pain that she went through. It was bad. She pulled back to

Silvia trained hard for a month. She learned more spells and built more chakra. Thanks to her wolf she felt immensely powerful. But it wasn't just the physical training that she needed. She needs a strong mindset to face Armando. Dealing with Alonso was tough because he had given her so much pain and taken away her childhood but what Armando had done was far beyond repair. He had instilled such trauma inside her that she couldn't sleep at night. The last time she faced him. She lost it and trembled pathetically. She didn't want it to happen again. That was why she'll take help from Hunter. He said he would let her use him so be it. She'll use him to kill Armando. Wearing her fighter suit she put all the blades and daggers in the secret pockets and stared at her reflection in the mirror.She could do it. She felt powerful. Silvia knew she couldn't kill Armando on her own so she needed Hunter. Once Hunter kills Armando she'll be free of all the burdens on her heart except for one