We arrived at the mountain of witches, venturing through the forest with my arms wrapped around the book protectively. All of their attention averted to me as soon as we halted, so I roamed my eyes around and took a deep breath.
“Aunt!” I shouted, but my voice was overpowered by the thunder. “Aunt Odessa, we have something for you!”
The vigorous wind caused the leaves that had fallen from the trees to fly around us as we scooted closer to one another. And just as I thought that Aunt Odessa wouldn’t appear immediately, I heard her voice from behind me saying, “Portia.”
I turned my back to face her and when she noticed the book in my grasp, there was a sudden spark in her eyes. She tugged her thin lips to a half-smile and slowly approached our vicinity.
“We got the grimoire you were looking for.” I
Agatha opened the trunk as I dropped Elspeth’s body inside, with the knife still plunged in her back. Her pale skin turned to grey and purplish veins became prominent on her skin, some even bulged in her neck and face. As soon as I got Elspeth inside, I turned to look at my right and spotted Lucas and Weston, running toward the car while Lucas lifted a body on his shoulder. I motioned them to hurry and, once they were already in front of me, Lucas dropped the body beside Elspeth. His face immediately came into my view—eyes shut close, mouth parted, and his skin was almost as pale as Elspeth. My heart clenched at the sight of him and I couldn’t help but cover my mouth in shock. I hadn’t seen him after the incident and it pained me tremendously that this was what happened to him. All of these, defeating the dark soul and the vampire, was for him and the pack. Though his loss caused me to be wretched inside, it brought out the suppressed st
The veins bulging from Elspeth’s face began to diminish and she fluttered her lids open, gasping for air as she came back to life once the knife was pulled out of her. But when she tried to move from her spot, she failed because her body seemed to froze because of the spell Aunt Odessa cast upon her. With fury building up in her eyes, she stared at Aunt who was chanting under her breath while sprinkling some salt on top of her. She screamed in torment as soon the particles touched her skin, and I could imagine how much it must’ve hurt her. It might’ve felt like there was a burning sensation on her flesh because of the smoke her skin emanated as soon as the salt landed on her. She groaned loudly, too loud that not even the rainstorm could overpower her ear-splitting voice. As Aunt Odessa continuously chanted the Latin words written on the pages, the wind became more aggressive, making me almost lose my balance. The candles were still lit and the wind didn’t swe
It had been a few months after that tremendous crisis we had gone through in defeating the dark soul and the other supernatural creatures that dared to destroy our living. We had survived that tribulation and we managed to get back up and rebuild everything that was destroyed, especially our pack. It still hadn’t struck us that the war was over, and the crippling anxiety was still lingering around. But those circumstances taught us the biggest lesson in life: no matter how hard it gets or how unbearable life gets, you get back up and fight. It felt as though we were trained as soldiers—battle through hardships and face the biggest hurdles that came along the way, not knowing if we would survive. But we fought anyway because we had some people to protect—those people we cared about. I once thought that, perhaps, I was supposed to get rid of all the pain in order to find genuine happiness. But I figured,
A few years later I peered through the oven before grabbing the potholder and pulled it open. The smoke and the aroma of the freshly cooked chicken made its way through the kitchen, as I laid it on the counter. I saw someone moved at the side of my eye and when an arm suddenly laced around my lower torso, I giggled and turned my back around to face Giofré. “Hey,” he said in a husky voice before leaning his face to me and placed a kiss on my lips. I curled my lips to a smile and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Hey, hun. Have you already considered my proposal?” “You’re making it sound like we’re dealing a business matter.” Giofré chuckled before pulling away from me. He moved to my side and opened the fridge, getting a glass pitcher before continuing, “I’m still not sure about it.” “Why not?” I shrugged. “I mean, we’re not leaving this town completely. There’s
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Darkness engulfed the surroundings as I lingered my eyes around with my lips quivering in fright. I was shaken out of my slumber when the thunder roared outside, causing me to sprung from the bed and halted. Laying on the cold floor as my heart hammered continuously, I brought my knees closer and rocked back and forth. The gust of wind had swept inside the open window, with the curtains dancing along with them as it sent a shiver through my spine. My teeth were bared, my eyes felt as though it was bulging out of the sockets, and tears had begun to stream down my cheeks. The only light that filtered inside the vicinity was the full moon that shone brighter than I last encountered it.
My breath shortened, and my sweats were cascading down to my temples. I took long strides as I jogged by the park over the luminous grass that was drenched with morning rain. Crisp wind swept on my skin, diminishing the heat that arose in my body. Aside from the song blaring from my earphones, I heard my heavy pants as I was reaching the border of the park. Though my heart was hammering in my chest as if it was about to fall out, my legs couldn’t stop running. Energy had overflown inside of me, neglecting the twinge in my chest. My heart was begging me to stop, but since I didn’t want to have another attack, I kept moving.
I raised my brows in awe when the guy started to move closer in this vicinity. He was now holding the leash of the dog that approached me a few seconds ago, as it stared at him with its tongue sticking out. I couldn’t blame her; if I were a dog, I would be drooling over this masterpiece. It was just a shame that I was constantly attracted to a guy like this. He towered over me, seeming like a wall that was enough to block my way so I could only focus on him. I swallowed, taking in the view in front of me, and tried not to appear dumbfounded. Slowly ba