Louisa/Agnes“What the hell are you still doing in there, Jace?” Scott's voice echoed from the other room.Jace hesitated by the bed, still staring down at my original body like it had whispered his name and he was feeling a connection. His fingers hovered above my cheek, trembling slightly before they finally made contact.His lips parted. “This feels so strange.”He lingered for a moment longer, then drew back like he’d touched fire. His expression cracked for just a second, but then he straightened and backed away, his jaw tightening. He left without another word.I remained frozen, my breath shallow as the incidents of my death started to fill my head. I remembered Kaleb’s hand in mine, the deceitful smile he wore as he pressed his forehead to mine, whispering the promise of eternity, then piercing a dagger through my heart.I remembered everything and now, I was certain that Alpha Kaleb was the same as Jace, reborn.I clenched my fists, invisible still. I would be a fool to forgi
Louisa/Agnes The air outside was still alive with chaos. Gunfire cracked like whip lashes, echoing through the war and the scent of ash and blood clung to the wind. I followed behind Kane as he moved, fast but cautious, his posture stiff like someone walking beside a ticking bomb.The moment we emerged from the shadows, a group of armed men turned their rifles toward me.Idiots.Before their fingers could squeeze the triggers, I raised my hand, my eyes burning hot. With a snap of my wrist, an invisible force yanked the guns from their hands. They screamed as the weapons flew through the air. From the corner of my eyes, I saw how surprised Kane seemed. One of them charged anyway. I didn't flinch, I flicked two fingers in his direction. His feet left the ground as if the earth had rejected him, and his body slammed into the hood of a car with a metallic bang, rolling off in a heap.Kane glanced back, eyes wide. “Those were my men!”“And yet they tried to kill me,” I said, flipping a st
Louisa/AgnesI hated this.Every nerve in my body screamed as I sat in the backseat, the door shut and locked like a prison. Gunfire raged outside, sharp cracks of rifles and the thunder of explosions shaking the very frame of the SUV. The air inside felt suffocating, like it was closing in around me. Each scream, each shout, felt like a dagger in my chest. I couldn’t just sit here. Not when I had my own mission. Not when I had power surging beneath my skin.My fingers wrapped around the handle, slick with sweat, and I yanked it hard. The door opened.I froze as my heart skipped a beat, seeing Kane standing before me. His tall frame blocked the light behind him, his eyes roamed me.I began to wonder if he already knew my real identity, if perhaps Celine or Priscilla told him something. He must be working for either of them for him to want to destroy Scott.“Well, well,” Kane murmured, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Now what do I do with you?”That was when I realized that he wasn
ScottWe rode in silence.The rhythmic thrum of the tires and the occasional rumble of engines were the only sounds that accompanied us as we cut through the packside. Trees blurred past the windows, casting flickers of shadow and light across our convoy.Regardless, I couldn’t stop looking at the rearview mirror, not at the road, but at them. Louisa was tucked into Jace’s arms in the backseat of the lead SUV, her head resting quietly against his chest. His hand cradled her protectively, fingers brushing her arm with the kind of tenderness that made my insides twist. I clenched the wheel tighter, jaw locked. Every second she leaned into him was another second I hated myself for ever pushing her away.She should’ve been in my arms. It should’ve been me. But I said nothing. I endured. I had to.We drove for hours until the terrain began to change, trees thickening, the air growing cooler as we approached Leatherhead territory. I could smell the edge of their borders before I saw them.T
ScottMy fists still pulsed from the blow. My blood was hot, burning under my skin, my breathing a ragged rhythm in the tense air. Jace stood there, stunned and swaying slightly, one hand clutching his bruised jaw, his eyes filled with disbelief.I could feel the fury simmering behind my own eyes, but I forced it down. I turned my back on him for a moment, hands braced against the edge of the table as I tried to calm the thundering beat of my heart. “We don’t have time for this, Jace,” I said, my voice low but hard. “Thomas is dead.”That snapped him back to reality.“What?” he breathed.I turned to him slowly. “Yeah. Found him cold on the floor, no pulse. Someone killed him, my guess is a witch.”He straightened, his anger shoved to the side by shock. “How? Why would a witch want him dead? I thought he was friends with the witches or something.”I shook my head, jaw clenched. “We’ll worry about that after we get our mother back.”“But….”I stepped forward, cutting him off. “Not now,
Scott Hours later, Jace and I got back home to the alpha's lodge. My boots hit the marble floor with thunderous steps, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Jace followed right behind me.The moment I opened the door to the sitting room, I stormed into Louisa, dressed up and about to leave.“Where are you going?” Jace asked, rushing to her. He almost pushed me when he was trying to walk past me in the front door.She froze. Slowly, her eyes widened briefly before they narrowed, guarded and unreadable.“I had a bad omen that something was wrong with Scott,” she said, voice calm but low.My heart leaped, realising she felt my pains just like I felt hers the other time.He stepped forward. “What do you mean by bad omen? How did you know?”That was a ridiculous question to ask though. I am her fated mate.There was a pause. Louisa glanced at me, “My wolf,” she said finally, with quiet reluctance. “She felt it.”Jace stiffened, brows shooting up in confusion, then turned to me, lips parting