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Past life [25]

[That man's POV] "You know what tomorrow is?" "Yes, the 19th of May." "I asked what day tomorrow is, not the date." "Look at the calendar. Surely, it would come to Coven House." Ace Denzell was drinking his wine and replying rudely to Rook Theia. She was stunned by his words. "I'm not in the mood for fun right now Denzell," said calmly."Ace Denzell," he said while holding her arm tightly, "you are just a Rook and called me by my name. Have you forgotten your place? You are not my wife yet. You understand." He let go of her arm with a jerk."Ace Denzell, we are getting married tomorrow," Rook Theia said in a low voice, as if she was about to cry. But he didn't answer her and quietly started sipping his wine."At first, you were not like that. You..."Ace Denzel replied bitterly, interrupting her. "I don't want to marry you, and I never wanted to.""If you didn't want to get married, then why did you do that to me? Why did you take me in your arms that day?" Rook, Theia tried to remin
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Past life [26]

[That man's POV] "You make me feel this," she whispered. "How do you do that?" Emily asked Lowell as her hands came up to hold his face while he kissed her again. This time, she didn't stop him. She melted into him, feeling his breath on her neck as they broke apart, panting softly for breathless moments.The kiss had been so long and hard; the taste of each other still lingered on their tongues, though the heat of the moment had faded. He was just too damn good at kissing her, even after all the years of dating. His fingers trailed down the side of her jaw, tracing it before trailing down her neck and chest, to rest on her heart.She looked so beautiful, and her eyes were the kind of green that reminded him of the sea on a clear day. The green was such a stark contrast to her pale skin, though he couldn't help but think she looked more like the sun than the moon when she smiled. He pressed a kiss there before kissing her again. When she opened her eyes, she was shining with exciteme
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Past life [27]

[That man's POV] After Lowell left, Ms. Anastasia sat and cried by Emily's body for a while. Her crying face looked like a ghost in the white light of the room. She was in her nightgown, hair wild, and clothes rumpled from the crying fit that had followed his abrupt departure. The tears she had shed only minutes ago felt fresh on her cheeks. She had been through so much already – loss, death, pain… all for nothing.Why now? What good had come of it all after twenty years of trying to build a life where she could be happy with her and where her granddaughter would never know the pain she was experiencing now?The tears came again, as if some invisible force were squeezing her heart and making her lungs burn. Her whole body shook from the effort of keeping them down, but there was no escaping the pain. She then got up and took out the cake from the fridge. "Look at these red mooncakes, you liked them a lot. Today, I have brought a special one for you. Happy birthday, Emily, my darling.
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Past life [28]

[That man's POV] That evening, she came out of Emily's house alone, with a storm of thoughts in her mind. She did not know when she reached Nagosia forest. The same trees, the same wind, and the same moon were in the sky. Nothing had changed here except for the weather.The air smelled fresh, the rain washed clean by the gentle wind. She walked past it as if it were a dream and kept walking until she was close to the water. She could see the reflection of the moon on the surface of the water, a little island where no one dared to tread for fear of drowning.She sat on the ground and leaned against the trunk, looking at the moon reflected on the ripples. The water smelled good, and she took off her shoes. She put one foot in the water and kept the other on the bank. She felt herself sinking into meditation, reflecting on her emotions and calming her mind.Despite the peace, she did not feel completely at ease. Instead, there was a sense of unease in her stomach that made her uncomfort
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Past life [29]

[That man's POV] Pawns are decorating the coven house with red curtains and flowers. They're getting ready for a wedding. There will be cake and wine, and they will sing. Everyone will have fun, and everyone will remember this wedding in their memories. However, it is not the kind of fun that people enjoy on a regular basis anymore. They are preparing to celebrate something very special. Something that no one has celebrated in hundreds of years. A celebration that has only come once every millennium in history."Why have they all started working early this morning? The wedding is in the evening," Rook Theia asked, seeing all the pawns working."There is something more important in this coven than your marriage, Theia," said Bishop Eloise. "And why do you make such a noise when you wake up in the morning?""Rook Theia," she said, repeating her name."Your whole life is to be spent reminding others of your name," said Bishop Eloise with a sarcastic laugh."Whatever, bitch. I don't wan
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Past life [30]

[That man's POV] Altan was wiping Esen's tears, who was crying badly, into his shoulder when Zeta Eli came up to him and whispered into his ear, "Alpha Altan, tonight is our meeting with Ace Christ of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. Don't forget that."Zeta Eli's words ran through his mind in a jumble, and he remembered his meeting tonight with the Ace of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. The meeting was going to help Alpha Altan get an edge on his rivalry with the Vanara Pack, a chance for the Alpha to gain a stronger foothold over the other pack leaders."No, I mean, I remember this meeting," he said while looking at Esen's face. He can't leave her in this situation.At the question of Zeta Eli, Esen looked up at Altan, still crying a little. She was looking straight into his eyes with determination. He could see the fire burning in them, even though her eyes were still puffy from crying. She needed support in times like these. She was too strong to cry all alone. But he knew better than anyon
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Past life [31]

[That man's POV] Ms. Anastasia started to look at the thread tied on her left foot, which was tied after doing the witch rituals. "Just a few more hours," she thought while running her fingers on the thread and looked up back in the mirror, carefully. Very carefully, she was sitting each image in her mind, as if it might be the last time to see herself like this.And for the first time in her life, she wasn't looking good. She didn't have anything to hide anymore. She was free from hiding. Her long hair was loose again, not pinned in a tight bun, showing off the natural color. Her pale, soft skin was exposed without any kind of makeup."Don't be afraid. You have to fight for Emily, for your children, for your village," Ms. Anastasia said to her reflection. She tried not to sound sad because she wanted to give strength to her words and make them sound believable. She had to do everything to convince herself that this wasn't all fake."You are a mother. You can do that without any fear
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Past life [32]

[That man's POV] Zeta Eli was going to Saintmau without Alpha Altan. At night, he was running in his werewolf form through the Nagosia forest. His bluish silver fur was flying with air in different directions, and his golden eyes were fixed on the path ahead. His nose picked up the scent of blood as he ran over fallen trees and broken twigs.His ears flicked back, hearing his own breathing in his head. He could taste it too: metallic and bitter, like old metal from a car engine. It filled his mouth with saliva and made him want to vomit, but it also filled his throat and chest with a sense of pride. His teeth were sharp, as in he could rip any animal that came his way.Upon reaching Saintmau, he transformed back into his human form. The smell of death was so strong now that it almost choked Zeta's tongue, lingering in the air. The moon had been high up in the sky for hours. The Saintmau village was silent, not even the wind blowing through the tree leaves rustled. Zeta Eli took deep
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Past life [33]

[That man's POV] During the daytime, Nagosia forest looks like an endless maze of thick trunks and tall, slender trees that are just as hard to navigate through as the rest of it. The grass has been cut into long thin strips by thousands of years of frost and snowfall, and the trees have become so tall that they can almost reach through the clouds. There are no flowers in bloom yet, but the ground is filled with them. The sunlight cannot enter through leaves or branches here. This is the perfect place for a man with his mind and heart set on finding a lover to spend eternity with, but Eta Wolf Suzette was sitting alone there.As he saw Eta Wolf Suzette sitting alone in the Nagosia forest, even with just a glimpse of her face, it was enough to send shivers through his body. The feeling of adrenaline pumped throughout his body. His heartbeat increased so quickly that he could feel it reverberate in his throat. Even then, she didn’t see him as he slowly approached her. She sat there, st
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Past life [34]

[That man's POV] They woke up the next morning tangled up in each other's arms, limbs entwined and hearts beating steadily. For a few moments, they lay quietly, enjoying each other's warmth. Finally, he moved to pull her in for a kiss. She eagerly met his mouth with hers, letting herself be consumed by him.Their kiss deepened slowly until they both started to feel dizzy from lack of air. As she pulled away, their eyes finally opened, and they shared a look before bursting into laughter.“Oh my god, you are so cheesy,” she giggled as she nuzzled against him. “I can’t believe I fell for your stupid charms.” He wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her flush against his chest. He pressed another soft kiss on the top of her head.She sat up, stretching languidly and yawning deeply. She ran a finger along a smudge of mascara that had gathered on her cheek. He looked at her with a goofy grin. His eyes tracked the movement, lingering on the curve of her collarbone. She smiled softly
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