CELESTE'S POVIf I knew where I was or what was going on, tackling this stranger would have been a lot more easier. But coupled with that confusion, I also don't know who he was or what he wants with me, with us. So I just stood there and watched him. His height was the highlight of his physical appearance, too tall to be considered natural. He backed off a little after I did, and moved his hand to his face when I also did. It takes no genius to understand that he was mirroring every expression and movement of mine. Even the smile on his face had slowly dissolved away, replaced now with a look of horror and confusion just like mine. "Who are you?" We asked at the same time. I shook my head and stepped back a bit; he stepped back too. I didn't even realize I had moved my hand across my chest until he did. I thought nothing could scare me again after all I have seen and encountered. But this, this was simply beyond me. "What do you want from us?" We yelled at each other again at the
CELESTE’S POV“I knew something was wrong. From the minute he drank that antidote, he has been acting up.” I cried to the doctor, who stood beside Killian’s form on the bed. Sam managed to get him to snap out of whatever trance he was in, and since then, he has been unconscious. “I can’t say this is the aftermath of the antidote. It is known only to cause tiredness and nothing as serious as changing your body structure. This is strange…” He frowned at Killian, who had been sweating so much despite the generous wind circulating the room. “What do you think of the whole situation?” Sam spoke. He has been quietly seated at one corner of my room, observing, since he managed to bring Killian back to his senses. “I can’t say, to be honest. A wolf changing its fur colour overnight?…..”“And voice, too,” I added. “It…..it’s unsettling. I have to look into it deeply.” He kept his head down as he spoke. “You aren't telling us everything, are you?” Sam jolted up from his seat and strolled t
SAM’S POVI wanted the throne for myself, that’s clear as a cloudless sky. But that doesn't change the fact that Killian is my brother, and no matter how much I despise it, how much I tried to shove it in the back of my mind, there is still this part of me that cares about it. Small? Sure. But it is still there nonetheless. And that part didn’t fail to worry when it started picking up the strange fluctuations in Killian’s habits, even though I have far better things to worry about. I have known Killian all my life. I know him more than any other person, just as much as he knew me. And some of the things he had done in the past few days, I could swear with everything in me that he would never do such a thing. For an instance, two days ago, I had saw him shoved a guard who stood on his way out of his way. He didn’t bother turning back to apologize or even to see if the guard was fine. That wasn't Killian. Killian had all the patience in the world when it came to his pack members. I w
KILLIAN’S POVI was back in the woods again, with no idea how I got there. This time around, already familiar with the situation, I jolted up from the forest floor where I lay and started on the route that felt right to me. I didn't waste time thinking or trying to make sense of the situation. I was so mad at being unable to control what happened around me these days. I mean, for how long is this going to last? I can’t afford to have myself waking up in the forest every night with no memory of how I got there. Making a mental note to see the doctor the next morning, I sprinted through the trees. Maybe it had something to do with the antidote I drank. A counter-effect of some sort. But a strange sound caused me to slow down my speed. At first, I assumed it was just a forest animal that had been hurt, but as I slowed down more, I realized it wasn’t. It was far from that. It was the unmistakable cry of a werewolf. I stopped in my tracks, trying to decide what to do next. I remembered I
CELESTE’S POVTrue to the doctor’s words, Killian’s wound healed completely the next morning. There was no sign of him ever being wounded there. The couple of days after that were some of the best in my life. We were by each other, enjoying each other’s company and getting to know each other even more. It was beautiful. Then, as fate would usually have it, things began to go haywire. I started to notice some off-putting behaviour from Killian. At first, they were mild and easily dismissive, but slowly they increased. And with each passing day, his behaviour becomes more questionable. From moments of utter silence, which usually last over an hour, to jerky movements and unfamiliar phrases.Like the night he called me a “witch” in a voice that I could swear wasn't his. And then he goes right into denying it when I brought it up. We were seated in the dining room for dinner, as we usually do after he returned from his daily duty. We were engaged in an intense argument about something
JEREMY'S POVI was watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Working with Selena has given me a good insight into how the supposed "strongest Alpha" can be tackled easily. And after her death, I vowed to myself that I was going to find a way to take him down. Not because I wanted to avenge her or anything. But for myself, for my ego, and for every other person who feels Killian had his feet on their neck.Since then, I withdrew from the council, and thanks to that distraction he has for a mate, he doesn't even notice my absence. I have been working alongside the witches, looking for a weak opening to slip in, something we can use to our advantage. I dragged Victor in, but I never thought he would be stupid enough to let himself get caught.