I let out an exaggerated sigh as I stared at the map. I couldn't check my books yesterday. I thought about going to the library first. I took out the map and began to find my location on the map.
"Here!" I muttered. I was standing in a path enclosed by classrooms. Only a few students were in groups. I had come here before. I could see the headmaster's office at the end of the hallway.
All stopped whispering. Their faces were haunted. I followed everyone's gaze. A tall, white blonde girl wearing a tight white long dress was pacing my way, her heels clicking against the floor creating an ominous atmosphere.
My stomach swirled. The air changed around me. She was glaring at me. I swallowed hard and felt my heart racing a bit. When she was crossing the distance with her long strides, her pink lips thinned. She was a beauty. Her facial expression twisted as she had tasted sour lemon.
Her posture was scaring me. She intended to hurt me. I can feel it. Her frown deepened as she drifted closer to me. Her jasmine perfume drifted with her in the air. She gave me a spiteful look.
My mind yelled at me to escape. I took a step back. My heart was beating fast in my ears. Why was she looking so furiously at me?
She bared her teeth at me, her chest rumbling, eyes glowing amber. Before I could escape, she was close to me. I took several steps back. Her fisted hand was already in the air and it connected with my ribcage. I felt the impact and immense pain lower my chest.
She growled louder like an animal, glaring at me with her icy blue eyes. Her eyes flashed changing colours. I recoiled in fear, stumbling. My back slammed the wall. Her hands formed into fists and she smacked me in the face.
I felt something hot dripping down. S***! She broke my nose.
Tears pooled in my eyes. Everything happened at the speed of a blink.
Her hand shifted to claws, swiping across my chest in one move. It cut through my blouse and b*a, leaving large, red welts across my chest, just short of breaking the skin.
My face contorted in pain. The pain pulsed against my chest, joining the pain in my stomach.
She's some kind of lunatic.
"Silver! Stop it!" My watery eyes jerked at the commanding voice. He was scowling at her.
"Aless..andro..." I drawled in a low voice.
Silver wrapped her hand around my neck, "Stay away from my mate," Lifting me in the air. I parted my lips to breathe.
"Silver!" His voice was full of anger, full of power and authority.
Her fingers loosened against my neck. I sank back against the wall. I winced at the pain.
'I'm going to die. I couldn't survive twenty-four hours. They won't give me the help they have promised me and my family. '
Something wrapped around me, "You're insane, Silver." He growled like an animal.
"I…"
I saw his worried grey eyes on me. Silver moved closer. I tried to pull myself away. But I couldn't move.
"He'd destroy everything," Alessandro yell-whispered.
I tasted my salty tears. My sight turned blurry. Tears were streaming down as the pain became intolerable. I saw Jasper, Daniel and Carlos surrounding me.
"Emma, hold on. You'll be fine." Jasper said in a hurry.
I focused my gaze on his face. The roof was moving. My ears were buzzing. I parted my lips, "Mom... Ava..." They couldn't break the contract after my death. My chest and throat were burning, pain couldn't be explained.
"Hold on, queen," Another voice rang in my ears. I turned my gaze and met the dark eyes of Daniel.
"Why is the roof moving?" I forced the words out of my mouth. Death pain was shackling me. My breathing was rapid. I fought for control. It was just increasing the pain. The voices began to buzz around me.
I felt a soft touch over my cheek. My eyes nictate. I saw his forest green eyes looking down at me. I saw the fire burning too. My vision got grey as darkness closed over me. I wanted to stare back but my body refused.
THIRD PERSON's POV Silver slid under the duvet with her. The air was full of tension, silence was making it worse. "What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked, worry written all over her face "Look at her," Silver peered down at her and placed the back of her hand against her cheek, ''Her skin is cold. Her lips are turning blue. We can't let her die. She's our friend." "I've talked to mom. The book is the only solution." Elizabeth said, flickering her gaze out of the window. The night was dark, with no star, no moon. "How could Dastien leave her to deal with everything on her own when she doesn't know a thing about our world?" Silver muttered, under her breath. They were worried and frighten
"Are you okay, Emma?" Teal asked. I nodded my head. My gaze caught the dark leather tome. The sparkling increased and it burst into the air, it threw the book into the air and it tore into thousands of tiny pieces. The part of my brain seemed to shut off. My pulse quickened, "What's this?" I asked. "We broke the spell," Sap whispered, still in shock. I was staring at her, "Why am I precious? You know everything about me, indeed everyone." I swiped my gaze on Carlos. He returned the gaze but didn't utter a word. Sap glanced at Teal, her expression was nervous. "I need to know what's happening to me? Why am I cursed?" I never dared to ask this. Never. "You're cursed by a powerful Quee
In the morning, the sun peeked out over the tops of the mountains. I woke up with a jolt. I saw the beasts in my nightmare. I could hear the weak voices of my friends, "You're dreaming. Relax." When I opened my eyes. They were looking at me, lying next to me. I pushed myself up and climbed down the bed. I walked over to the window with sleepy eyes. A slow smile appeared on my face. There was a beautiful picturesque in front of me. "It's beautiful," Silver said. "A beautiful trap," Elizabeth murmured. "Why?" I asked, still looking at the view of hills and morning sun in front of me. "Some witches are so strong that they can destroy the world. They are full of evil."
"Wao!" I looked at the ceiling to the walls and floor with wonder. It looked like a simple house from the outside. But when I stepped in, the floor was made of polished wood, the walls were of stone, the roof was of glass, wood, and aluminum. The furniture was of dark wooden, dark and coffee brown curtains, some ancient paintings were hanging on the wall, "Your house is amazing," "I was telling the same," Silver said, giggling. Elizabeth paced toward me. I took a step back, Jasper's hand around my shoulder stopped me. " I wanna keep it," I said. "You're hurting yourself and us. You know she didn't mean to hit you." Elizabeth said. I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't seek their help at every moment. "We shouldn't do this. We should hear you." Silver sighe
They'd really transformed into a badass. I grabbed my backpack. It was heavy for me. My phone buzzed. I took it out of my pocket and stared at the message. 'Samantha has asked for your number. Is she troubling you?' I sat down on the bed and clicked on the reply. I typed quickly. 'No, everything is fine.' I grabbed the bag and got up, hauling it behind me. Mom was waiting in the hall. My phone buzzed again. I clicked on open glancing down. 'I didn't give her your number. ' "What's making you frown?" She asked. I softly bit my lower lip, "Samantha wanted my number but Drake refused her." I told her. Was it wish? Soon, I'd know from her reaction. "He did the ri
I felt all the more dreadful. Cassandra was hovering over my head. Her gaze cut through me and I felt paralyzed. I pushed myself up, drifting my gaze around. "Finally you're fully awake," Cassandra said, with a smile. Her real smile astounded me. Werewolves tearing heads from their bodies, dead bodies, faeries fighting, faces of king Ricinus, King Kelstov, Prince Stipe plagued my thoughts. "I'm not married, right?" I asked with a scared tone, with big eyes. My chin began to tremble. I held my tears. They fed on human pain. They tormented humans and mocked their suffering. I swung my legs off the bed and padded across the room. It was a different room. "You're not married." She said.