LOGINLouisa
Well, Jace agreed to drive me out of the Alpha's lodge and have a decent talk with me. Truth be told, I had nothing to discuss with him but most importantly, I was out of the Alpha's lodge. “Where are we going?” I asked. “Did you know my brother sent me a text message a few seconds before you called?” He asked, while his focus remained on the staring. “I don't understand.” My heart was beating fast but I had to keep myself in order. Without looking at me, he picked up his phone beside the gear and extended it to me. “Password is; Louisa broke my heart, no caps,” he said. “Isn't that….” I wasn't even bothered about his broken heart, it felt like not remembering stripped off whatever feelings I must have had for him. “Type it. My brother's message should still be lying on the screen there.” I shook my head and typed the sentence. Boom! The phone unlocked and Alpha's Scott's message was still on the screen. In that instance, my heart skipped a bit. “Go on, read it out.” I tossed back the phone to him, not knowing what to say. Apparently, Alpha Scott had asked him to keep an eye on me and never let me leave. I thought I had escaped him, that I could finally start afresh but I was wrong. “So where exactly are we going?” That was the first time he looked at me ever since he ignited the engine. But his stare made me realise I was never going to escape. Fear crept in; I did not know what to tell Alpha Scott when I met him again. Jace sped up and continued driving. My feet were trembling beneath me. I had to do something, I had to get out immediately. “Stop the car!” I demanded but he ignored me. “Jace, Stop the damn car!” “You and I need to talk, You've been acting so strange, and I need to find out why.” “And what happens after that? Huh” I asked. “What happens after we talk?” “I take you back to the Alpha's lodge” he paused. “Look I don't know what exactly is going on…. But..” I didn't let him finish, I reached for the wheel immediately. He tightened his grip on it while I tried yanking it to the side. “Are you out of your gorgeous mind?” No matter what happens, I'm never going back there. I reached for the gear and moved it. The tires screeched and my body was thrown against the door. He wrestled for control but before we both knew it, my head slammed against the window as the car veered off the road. In that instance, it hit a tree and the glasses shattered. For a moment, all I heard were the splashing sounds of the glasses, my vision was suddenly getting blurry. “Louisa!” He called out, reaching out to me. I blinked, trying to focus. He was also hurt but I heard him fumbling with his seatbelt. I felt the heat of his palm against my face as he tried to shake me awake. "Stay with me," he said, “Come on! Open your eyes!" I wanted to, I really did but I couldn't. Everything slowly faded to black. ****** I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a hospital bed, sunlight filtering through the closed blinds. I swallowed hard, trying to push past the grogginess. My fingers twitched against the blanket as I attempted to sit up. I glanced around, I was utterly alone. The door suddenly creaked open, and a middle-aged man in a white coat stepped inside. His greying hair was neatly combed. “You're finally awake,” he said with a smile. “Where… geographically?” My voice came out hoarse. “You’re at Silvermoon General Hospital,” he answered. “You took a nasty hit, but the good news is, you and your baby are both fine.” I froze. My what? I blinked at him, my mind struggling to process the words. “My… baby?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “You didn’t know?” he asked, furrowing his brows. My eyes remained widened as my heart began beating faster. “Well, you’re about five weeks now,” he said, lifting his brows in understanding. “ My fingers trembled as I pressed a hand to my stomach. I couldn't even remember who got me pregnant. Cassandra mentioned I was intimate with Alpha Scott, but Jace also mentioned we were dating. “Did anyone bring me here?” I had to ask. “Yes, Jace, Alpha Scott's brother.” “Did you tell him?” “I…I haven't. I mean I assumed he knew.” I took a deep breath, feeling relieved a bit. “Please don't tell him.” He nodded and exited the room, closing the door behind him, I let my head fall back against the pillow. My fingers curled into the sheets, my chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. Ok, I broke up with Jace weeks ago, perhaps because I found out I was pregnant for Alpha Scott. Damn it! I ran my hands through my hair. But I also called Jace six days ago after not being in contact with him in weeks. Perhaps the child belonged to Jace and I finally wanted to tell him the truth. At that moment, the door creaked open and my eyes widened in disbelief. Alpha Scott walked in with rage in his eyes. I should have known that Jace would waste no time in telling him everything.Scott Her lashes fluttered. For a second I thought my mind was playing tricks on me but then her eyes cracked open, glassy and unfocused. She blinked once, twice, her gaze settling first on Jace.“Jace…” Her voice was uncertain.Then her head tilted slightly, her pupils dragging toward me. “Alpha… Scott?”Something in my chest uncoiled all at once. The corners of my mouth lifted, almost against my will, and the weight I’d been carrying for weeks eased just enough for me to breathe.“Welcome back, Louisa,” I said softly.Jace steadied her as she pushed herself upright, her movements shaky, her confusion clear. Her fingers dug into his sleeve like she was clinging to the one thing familiar.I gave Ayana a short nod. She understood instantly. Raising one trembling hand, she whispered an incantation. Power spilled through the air, thick and suffocating, and the casket slammed shut with a deep, final thud.The noise made Jace snap his head up. He lunged toward it, fury and desperation bla
ScottHer smirk didn’t falter even as my fingers pressed tighter against her throat. Slowly, deliberately, she slipped a hand into her pocket. For a moment, I thought she might pull a blade, but instead she drew out a folded paper, old and creased at the edges.“Here,” she rasped.I hesitated, then released her with a shove. My hand snatched the paper from her grasp. The rough texture brushed against my fingertips as I unfolded it. Symbols spiraled across the page, twisted lines, unfamiliar letters, markings that made my head ache just staring at them.“What is this?” I growled.“The spell,” she replied smoothly, rubbing her throat where my grip had been.I turned, shoving the paper into George’s hands.At once, Louisa’s guards lowered their weapons. A ripple of movement followed, my guards lowering theirs reluctantly, eyes still sharp with suspicion. Ayana flicked her wrists, and the glow pinning Jace to the wall sputtered out. He crashed to the floor, coughing, his hand instinctivel
Scott The sharp blare of a horn cut through the air, jolting every nerve in me. I flicked a quick wink at the nearest guard, and he hurried toward the door.Before he could even report back, my mother rushed in, her silk gown brushing against the floor as she stormed into the sitting room, her voice shrill.“Why is the Leatherhead Pack surrounding our home?”I froze, my eyes snapping to Jace. My gut twisted with dread, already knowing the answer.George’s voice sliced the silence. “You said she was coming in a taxi, Jace.”Jace’s lips twitched. “I lied.”Our Mother turned on him immediately, confusion etched across her face. “Jace, you didn’t travel like they said… Well, that’s by the way. What is going on?”Jace took one measured step back, his hands raised as if that would calm the fire building in me. “Agnes is just taking caution. She means no harm…. No one has to die today.”I couldn't believe what I was hearing but I knew I had to do something. My chest rose, my voice bellowing
Scott Jace’s boots clicked against the marble as he strode toward us, his posture unnervingly composed. His eyes swept the room once, then settled on me.“The witch habitating Louisa’s body,” he said calmly, almost too calmly, “is Agnes Hales.”My body stiffened, the name slamming into me like a blade to the gut. My eyes narrowed. “What?”Ayana gasped, “Agnes Hales… one of the three witches who returned for the destruction of your family.”Jace’s lips curved into something dangerously close to a smile. “Not anymore. I think she’s had a change of heart.”My stomach twisted. I stepped closer, searching his face for the brother I knew, but all I found was someone different. Jace wasn't the one to be easily fooled.“You sound bewitched, brother.” I voiced out.He closed the distance between us, his eyes boring into mine, his voice steady and unyielding. “I’m not bewitched, brother.”George scoffed. “Agnes Hales was the regent of the coven your grandfather butchered. Do you really think a
Scott The sitting room was suffocating, every second louder than the last. My fists curled tight, knuckles aching as I slammed my palm against the arm of the couch.“You have to find them!” I roared, my voice rattling through the walls.Ayana flinched but quickly dropped to her knees, her fingers grazing the floor as she whispered incantations, sparks of silver light flickering between her hands. Her forehead beaded with sweat, her lips moving faster, but after a long moment she exhaled sharply and the glow faded.“I… I can’t,” she stammered, lifting her eyes to me.“Can’t?” I stepped toward her, towering over her, fury burning in my chest. “Then do it again! I don’t care what it will cost … just do it again!!!”She stood and walked to George. Her hand shook as she reached for George’s. He gave her a quick, nervous nod, their fingers entwining as if he could lend her strength. Together they closed their eyes, their voices blending in low, trembling chants. For a heartbeat, hope clawe
Louisa/Agnes The wall at my back was rough and cold, but all I felt was his heat pressing into me. His hands slid from my waist up my sides, fingers digging in as though he feared I might vanish. I gasped against his lips when his palm cupped my breast through the thin fabric, his thumb grazing over the peak until I trembled.“Kaleb…” My voice broke around his name, half-moan, half-plea.His groan vibrated into my mouth as he kissed me harder, devouring me. His other hand tugged at my dress, bunching it at my thighs until the fabric rode high, leaving my legs bare to his touch. His fingertips traced upward, teasing the sensitive skin just short of where I needed him most.I arched into him, clutching at his hair, dragging him closer. The desperation between us was a living thing, clawing to break free after sixty years of silence. He pressed his thigh between mine, forcing them apart, and the friction sent sparks racing through me.I whimpered, grinding against him without shame, my







