LOGINCeliaA Month Later…I still see Bianca's face in my dreams. I am unable to escape her and her devious plans that she once threw me in the center of. I dream of the way she laughed and cackled at me, all of my insecurities now taking on her face as I try to escape from her in my dreams.It is only w
SorenIt pains me not to be able to look at Celia. I know that she is crying, I know that she is an immense emotional pain because of me and it's slowly killing me on the inside. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the way her body has doubled over, and I can hear the way her cries echo and bounc
CeliaThe house is much colder than I anticipated. I do not know what I was thinking, though, seeing how my father's home has been out of use for decades. Bianca wears many layers of clothes while I am forced to wear a simple nightgown with no socks or gloves to help me combat the cold.The chains t
SorenMy ears perk up as soon as I hear the Duke’s soldier proclaim that there is a messenger outside. I rush out of the room and hurry down the stairs, running as fast as I can, before I lunge outside the front door, staring at the messenger, who is held back by two soldiers. There is a cardboard b
Third PersonThe missing Lycan princess, Celia has yet to be found. The tension in the Duke’s mansion has risen over the past couple of days with Soren beginning to slowly go crazy over being unable to find and locate Celia. The Duke and Soren’s Beta have done everything that they possibly can to tr
CeliaI can only assume that a week has gone by from the way that the world goes from loud to quiet all around me. I am locked inside of one of the various rooms inside my father's old and run down manor in the woods. The windows have been sealed shut, curtains, hiding the sunlight that should be co
Soren“You lost the Lycan Princess?!” my Beta’s voice is loud over the phone. I pull it away from my ear for a moment before bringing it back to my head, groaning. “How could you have lost her? She couldn’t have gone far!”“We go into a…disagreement,” I sigh into the phone, not even bothering to mak
Celia“Celia!”My body freezes at the sound of my name. I slowly look up and away from the roses, noticing Soren staring at me from across the street. I drop the watering can and shake my head, immediately turning around and rushing back up the stairs.“No! Wait!”I cut him off and slam the door beh
SorenMy car’s engine sputters every now and then, the car lurching forward and making me think that it is about to die at any moment. It does not die, though, and I thank whatever god is out there for allowing me to get to Oxford Bay with only minor complications.On the long stretches of road, I h
Soren“Good morning, Celia, I am attempting to make breakfast but I may need your help,” I say with a semblance of a smile on my face. A few eggs sit in the pan before me, the gas stove quickly heating the eggs up, the borders of the eggs browning.Celia slowly enters the small area behind the count







