LOGINBrielle’s POVI arrived home, disoriented and too lost in my head to care about my current appearance. It wasn't the agreement, or the presence of the aegis itself that shook me to the core.It was something else.Just that one word.Sister.It echoed in my head like a glitch that refused to correct itself. Like something that didn’t fit in with the rest of the puzzles I already had in place, but still kept clicking—still kept trying to blend in with my world.I didn’t realize how long I’d been standing in the middle of the bedroom until the city lights outside shifted slightly, painting a different angle of gold across the floor.My heels were still on. My hands were still clenched tightly by my sides, knuckles turning white from the growing pain.My breathing… close to being ragged and fast because…it didn’t make sense.Nothing about that made any sense to me.I had mapped out every possible angle of that meeting before stepping into it. Every response. Every manipulation tactic the
Brielle’s POVI read the letter three times. Three good times.Not because I didn’t understand the message written there, but basically I needed to be sure it was enough for my checkmate to take place.Every word felt like a test to my games. Because in my board, this wasn't some random invitation with some random power.This was definitely a leash. A freaking leash to the powers I possess.I folded the paper slowly between my fingers, smoothing it out against the desk like it was just another annoying government taxes.“They want an answer,” Axel said behind me, bringing my attention briefly to his worried figure.“I know.” I answered with a scoff, tossing it into the bin next to us.“And?”I didn’t look at him. Because the answer wasn’t something I needed to find. It was something I already had.“They don’t get to summon me. I've had enough of all these summonings from people.” I frowned, eyes moving towards the balcony to oversee the city lights all around us. To see the liveliness
Axel's POVThree weeks later, everything started to fall into place.The structure became a masterpiece, developing clean lines of reinforced glass and layers of security buried so deep into the foundation that you wouldn’t even know they were there unless, of course, you built them yourself.Which I did.I stood across the street, hands in my pockets as I looked up at it.It didn’t look like a fortress anymore. It wasn't as obvious as the other plans.It looked like a place where kids could walk in and… just be kids.Even if they weren’t normal ones.“Overcompensating?” Brielle’s voice came from behind me.I didn’t turn as I braced myself for impact, "I'm just…um, preparing.”She stepped up beside me, her shoulder brushing mine lightly. I tensed for some seconds, waiting for her sarcastic opinions.But we just ended up staring up at the building. Watching.“They’ll need somewhere to belong,” I added after what felt like forever. “Somewhere safe in our reach. Somewhere we can control
Axel’s POVI didn’t sleep that night. Couldn't actually.Because every time I closed my eyes, I saw those cursed colours. That soft, unnatural glow staring back at me like I was the one who didn’t belong in their world.So instead of letting the nightmares swallow me whole, I stayed awake. Sat on the edge of the bed with my elbows on my knees, staring at nothing but the gentle swaying of the curtains at the edge of each window.It should be peaceful enough to let me drift back to sleep any moment from now. The key word here is, it should be.But it wasn't.If anything, it made me aware of how temporary the peace and quiet in our lives have been for the past few months now.It was like, we were built for drama—built for war, rather than a normal life. And as much as that's been my childhood dream, I think….I think this is getting out of our hands now.Getting out of my wife's hands as well.Looking to the side, my eyes remained on Brielle, noticing how her chest rose and fell too caref
Brielle’s POVThe ride back home felt longer than it should have.Axel didn’t say much after the call. He just drove—fast, reckless, cutting through the narrow jungle roads like the car had some mysterious flying engine that could activate any minute from now.Sadly, that technology didn't exist. Yet.Alexei sat in the back, unusually quiet for once.And me?I couldn’t stop hearing the nanny's words ringing at the back of my head. My fingers tightened unconsciously against my lap.“They’re fine,” Axel muttered suddenly, like he was trying to convince himself more than me. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, but he choked out yet again, “They’re fine. It’s probably just—lighting. Kids do weird things.”I didn’t answer. Because deep down, we both knew that was far from the truth.The moment I placed my hand into that scanner to clear my head… something weird happened.I felt it. Not just pain.Something else. An energy that didn’t belong to me alone—someone else was activated.“Fa
Axel’s POV“Move!”I didn’t remember saying it. Didn’t remember making the decisions here—all I remembered in that moment was the adrenaline pumping through my veins.But suddenly, I was the one moving—with Brielle in my arms, her weight barely noticeable as my grip tightened more around her hips, afraid that I would lose her through all these.Again.“Left—take the left corridor! Now!” Alexei’s voice cut through the ringing in my ears, snapping my head towards his wide-eyed figure.I didn’t think to argue with him at that moment. Heck, I didn't even think.I just ran.The countdown was still burning loudly like a buzzer into my skull, a reminder that death was only an explosion away from us.02:31Shit, this was moving way too fast. Everything was moving too damn fast.The corridor lights flickered continuously overhead, casting sharp, flickering shadows across the walls as the system around us began to malfunction. A low, mechanical groan suddenly echoed through the structure—a low
Brielle's POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes drifting from the beautiful way the stylist had done my hair to the black sequin dress Axel had picked out himself the last time we went shopping.To be honest, I didn't expect him to pick out a dress but he called it a present. Somethi
Brielle's POV Fluttering my eyes open, I stretched out my sore muscles as a tired yawn escaped my lips.Swirling lights pierced through the small gaps in the curtains around me, forcing me to use my arm to shield my throbbing eyes.The small pain that immediately tore through me had me cautiously
Brielle’s POVI stared at him, eyes wide like he'd just lost his mind dropping those four impossible words like it wasn't a big deal.But it was a big deal.A big, freaking one.Still dazed, I turned to the small black box sitting on the table, feeling a wave of excitement and panic flood through m
Jason's POV“You're such a bad boy.” Shayla whispered in my ears as I cornered her by the wall. I scoffed, and grabbed her chin, glaring down at her before pinning her over the desk. “And you're such an obedient girl.”She moaned softly at that. One that sounded like she loved the thrill from it.







