"We have a search warrant…" reminded the police officer and Crawford answered, "So do we."
Then he gestured to the rightful lawyer of Lord Nathan to step forward and show them the warrant of not searching the house.
"This is the warrant from the commissioner…" informed the lawyer.
The police officers looked through the piece of paper and then gave a certain nod.
"We are sorry to waste your time, Mr Blackmark…" spoke the officers before they went out, leaving them alone to heave a sigh.
"Crawford? Have you found Celestine...or Genevieve?" Lord Nathan asked his loyal bodyguard who asked back the question, "Wh
They kissed, Nathan and Genevieve...were together after an eternity.His hands reached down to get hold of her delicate waist and her hands slid into his shoulders.All the soldiers were bowing their heads down while the couple kissed.Pulling away he asked, "Are you okay, love?"And she nodded."Let's go find our daughter…" he spoke holding her hand and then she let out a weak smile.Genevieve and Nathan were finding the little child, listening closely to the surroundings, they were busy finding their daughter.
"What was that?" Genevieve asked the father of her child, Celestine.Nathan breathed to answer, "It was a Banshee…""A Banshee?" Genevieve asked unaware, her facial expressions were confused."Yes, she was sent to kill me.""But I thought, you can't be killed…" Genevieve mentioned when he stood up on his feet and gave her a blank look.Lord Nathan stepped forward to answer, "That's not true."They walked forward, the blackness all around them when they finally reached a stream, behind the stream was the oak tree, so old and its branches were d
"Come on, Genevieve. Have a dance with me…" she requested and the mortal woman looked at Lord Nathan, a blank look on her face.Nathan shook his head simply, he wasn't letting her go. Holding her hand, he gestured to her not to go.Nazneen noticed it, with a scoff she stepped forward to whisper in Lord Nathan's ear, "My Lord, you don't want me to get upset. Do you?"Nathan lifted his head just to say, "It's been a long time, Nazneen. Why don't you show me your moves?"She was paused for a moment, then smiled to answer, "Of course, My Lord."She walked up to the pond and within a moment her dress changed into
"You cannot leave here, My Lord!" he stopped, completely paused by hearing her words.Turning around he asked, "I cannot wait any longer, Nazneen. You are not telling me anything about the wolf and my d...boy is in the trouble."He mentally slapped himself for almost blurting out what he was hiding from her.Smiling she spoke, "My Lord, I lied to you. He isn't here. But you may find him in one of their tribes. Their hiding places…"Nathan gave a nod and gestured to his men and all of them rushed towards the tree from where they entered here, Nathan and Genevieve we're following the soldiers.All the way, Genevieve
"Tell me, now. Is there any critical matter?" Lord Nathan asked the sea witch who shook her head certainly.Just then Raya opened her eyes and looked around when she found Nathan."My Lord…" she spoke unaware then laid eyes on her belly.With her eyes wide she sat down and panicked, "What is this?""It's okay…" Lord Nathan assured her, sitting next to her, he held her shoulders."What is happening to me?" Raya Blackmark asked in terror.He assured her by saying, "Hey, Raya. It's okay...our babies are growing up so fast. And they took your energy."&n
"My Lord, are you trying to say that our Ladyship is possessed by a banshee?" Crawford asked, making everyone present in the room confused."I don't know, Crawford. However, she is not just possessed but a banshee…"Willow was silently listening to their conversation and had an idea."My Lord, what if we ask her directly?""That's your idea?" Lord Nathan asked, lifting his eyebrow.He knew Willow was a clever witch and that she would come up with something great.A solution to the problem...which was asking Genevieve.
In the dark forest under the pale moonlight, there was a wolf, steel grey claws extended from the wolf's large black paws. Black fur with silver tips stood straight up.His lips were right and pulled forward. The wolf’s forehead, neck hair and hackles were raised. Ivory teeth appeared between the jaws, its tongue moved around its mouth, and saliva dripped from its lips.The airbrushed through its short fur, as condensation escaped its cringed snout.The wolf stepped forward slowly, it's eyes keeping on the little infant who was lying helplessly on the scraped trunk of the tree. As soon as he got into his true form, his human self, he glanced at the little girl.She was too beautif
"Rise, my women! Rise!" she stood up to lift her hands to the air, her voice so confident and loud.All of the banshee women stood in a queue only to chant one name."Queen!""Queen!""Queen?'The pride in her face was priceless, Genevieve somewhat thought of herself as a Queen.These banshee women were too naive to understand her game plan.And everything was going according to her plan.Just then she stepped forwa