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**18+Vena.The reason I had avoided Nikolai for the past week was because after my visit with Nira, something inside me had changed.Most of the resentment I carried toward him for forgetting Freya and me had slowly disappeared after learning the truth. It had not been his fault. His memories had been stolen from him, ripped away by a curse older and darker than I could even understand.And I hated how quickly my heart had forgiven him for it.I hated how easily I forgot the other cruel things he had done to me. The collar around my neck. The threats. The fear he constantly placed inside others. I hated how despite all of that, I still melted whenever he looked at me.Just like the naive girl I used to be back in House Rose, entranced by him.That was why I had stayed away from him all week, avoiding the piano room and slipping away whenever I heard his footsteps in the mansion halls.Because of moments like this. Moments where my body betrayed me completely.Nikolai kissed me deeply
Vena.I pushed the glass doors open carefully and immediately stopped in my tracks.A soft gasp escaped my lips.“Wow…”The indoor pool looked nothing like I had imagined.The room was enormous, the walls lined with black marble that reflected softly against the warm golden lights built into the floor. Steam rose gently from the water, filling the air with warmth while the overhead glass ceiling revealed the dark night sky above us. Through the glass, I could see the thin crescent moon hanging quietly in the distance, its pale light mixing beautifully with the glow inside the room.The water itself shimmered softly beneath the lights, a silvery blue color, and for a second I forgot I was even inside a mansion.It looked so luxurious enough that I couldn't have even imagined it in House Rose..My eyes wandered slowly around the room in awe before finally landing on the pool itself.And then I saw him.Nikolai.He was already looking at me silently from inside the water.My breath caugh
Vena.I stared down at the notebook in front of me with a smile slowly spreading across my face, my fingers still wrapped awkwardly around the pencil as I looked at the letters written across the page that spelt my full name.Vena Ravensong.The words looked uneven and shaky, the letters slightly crossing over the blue lines beneath them, but it still made something warm bloom inside my chest.“Is this really how to spell my name?” I asked softly, almost disbelieving.Sasha smiled proudly from beside me and nodded immediately.“Of course it is.”Elena leaned over the table dramatically to inspect the page before wrinkling her nose slightly.“Though I must say,” she started thoughtfully, “your handwriting is a over the line and really bad.”Sasha immediately smacked her arm.“Don’t listen to her,” she told me quickly. “You’re still learning. There’s been so much progress since last week.”I laughed softly under my breath before looking back down at my name again.The fact that I could e
Vena.I tightened my grip slightly on the small paper bag in my hands as I approached the building, trying my best to look casual even though my heart was beating painfully hard inside my chest.The prison tower stood separated from the rest of the mansion grounds, surrounded by black gates and enough guards to make it clear nobody entered here freely. And for a second, I shivered at the memory of the first time I was here. Just as I reached the entrance, one of the guards stepped in front of me immediately.“No one is allowed to see the witch.”I nearly jumped at his voice before quickly forcing an awkward smile onto my face. Raising the paper bag slightly, I scratched the back of my neck nervously.“I’m just here to give her these,” I said softly. “Menstrual pads.”The guard blinked and I continued quickly before he could stop me again.“Unless you want her bleeding all over your fancy prison cells.”The man’s face immediately twisted in visible disgust then he muttered something un
Nikolai.I watched quietly as Vena finally stepped fully into the piano room. She looked at me for only a second before quickly glancing away again, nervousness settling visibly into her body as her fingers tugged lightly at the edge of her oversized sleeve.It made something darkly amused stir inside me and I took another slow sip of whiskey before speaking.“I thought I told you to stay away from this room.”Vena looked back at me immediately, a small scowl appearing on her face.“You didn’t,” she argued softly. “You said this room was an exception.”A smile twisted faintly at my lips.There it was again.That sharp little mouth of hers.Even when her heart was thundering loudly enough for me to hear from across the room, even when fear still lingered in the way she held herself around me, she always said exactly what was on her mind. Most people in my presence stumbled over their words or carefully measured every sentence before speaking to me, terrified of saying the wrong thing.V
Nikolai.The piano room was dark except for the faint light slipping in from outside. It barely reached the piano, only casting a dull glow across the polished white surface while the rest of the room remained buried in shadows. I sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey in my hand, staring at the instrument silently..Moonless nights always weaken wolves.We drew strength from the moon, from its presence, from its pull, and on nights like this my wolf felt quieter inside me, too weak to properly guard my thoughts. Memories always found a way in during nights like this. The kind I spent years trying to bury.I took another sip of whiskey and leaned back against the couch slowly, but it was already too late.I was sinking again.Back into the past.I could still remember that night clearly.I had been six years old when I heard my mother screaming again.It happened so often back then that my body already knew what to do before my mind could even process it. I had climbed out of bed qui
Vena.I didn't realize so much time had passed in the garden glasshouse. I had found some tools by accident.At the very back of the glasshouse, behind a row of tangled vines and a leaning wooden shelf, there was a small storage cabinet half hidden by overgrowth. It looked like it hadn’t been opened
Vena.The next time I opened my eyes, I thought I had died.I was back in my room in House Rose, the air was thick a metallic scent.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.Then the pain hit.It was everywhere. Between my legs. Along my neck. My wrists. My thighs. My body felt split open, hollowed out and
Vena.I knew it was back to the past the moment I felt conscious again, because this was my first cage.Eight years had passed since then. And I was back to the night I had been sold.I sat very still on the edge of the bed, my hands folded in my lap like Madam Elara had drilled into us. My fingers
VenaI woke up with a dry throat and my head felt like there was someone playing drums in there. It took a few seconds for me to remember where I was. The ceilings weren't familiar and I didn't remember my bed to be this comfortable.I blinked again, slowly sitting up as memories of earlier today re







