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My throat tightened, I didn't know what to say. I stared at him for a while, not uttering a sound. “I remember, I just didn't think you would want to talk about this here.” I finally found the words. “I have to go now,” I said, extending the photograph back to him. “It's quite funny you know,” he paused, collecting the photograph. “That I never knew you worked for my brother and you never knew we would meet again. Well, the good news is, working for my brother means working for me.” My eyes widened in shock. “You really did not think I was going to make this any easier for you? Did you?” I ignored him and stepped out of his room. Walking through the hallway, it came to my mind that I had little time to decide on what to do before Alpha Scott's return. I went to my room, brought out my phone and switched it on. Damn it! It was locked and I couldn't recall my password. I clenched my fist, gritting my teeth in frustration. My fingers hovered over the keypad, but the password refused to come to me. My heart pounded. With a sigh, I lifted the device slightly, tilting it in my hands and in that instance, the screen blinked to life. Wow, no password prompt, just an effortless unlock, as if my body had moved on instinct. My breath caught in my throat, I didn't even know my own face could unlock my phone. I navigated through the call log, it was surprising that I could use a phone. It felt like a part of my memory was returning without me knowing. Shit! The last time I made a call was six days ago, the call wasn't even answered. And why would I even save a contact as ‘BF’? Oh, I must have had a best friend, perfect. My cheeks widened and with trembling fingers, I tapped the number. It rang once and suddenly got answered. “Are you already missing me?” The voice sent a shiver down my spine, the voice was clearly Jace's. My eyes widened as I gripped the phone tighter, not knowing what to say. “Oh, come on, Louisa, say something; I know you miss me badly.” Without uttering a word, I ended the call and tossed the phone onto the bed. Damn it! I began biting my finger in thought. The sudden vibration of my phone sent a jolt through me. I hadn't expected it to ring. I glanced at the screen and scoffed. It was Jace returning the call, I declined without a second thought. I went back to the call log and began scrolling down, and it dawned on me that ‘BF’ wasn't there anymore, not in the last few weeks. It was like we hadn't spoken in a few weeks and then I suddenly called him six days ago. Oh no! I must have called him when I knew I was about to die. I swallowed hard, shaking my head. My eyes darted across the screen, and one name stood out among the rest: Cassandra; I had called her the most. Something about the name tugged at my chest. My thumb hovered over the screen for a moment before tapping it. I lifted the phone to my ear, my breath uneven as it rang. “Louisa, I have been trying to reach you for six days now. What happened?” She said as soon as she answered the call. I took a deep breath, smiling. That was finally my ticket out of here. “Um, it's a long story. I don't know if you could come to the Alpha's lodge right away. We have a lot to talk about.” Hearing her voice erased all the doubts I had when I was about to dial her number. A part of me suddenly believed that I could trust her. “Oh, come on, girl, you said you were going to leave that place the moment you were done with whatever mission you were sent on. I thought you wanted to choose your fate and stay far away from him.” “I still have unfinished business,” I chipped in immediately. “Unfinished business,” she repeated, “You just like the way he fucked you; now I understand why you kept talking about it, and now, you can't even leave. Well, lucky you, I'm free today; I just hope they let me in.” “They would, please call me as soon as you get here.” “Alright dear,” she said and hung up. The realisation that I was also being intimate with Alpha Scott despite being rejected by him made my heart to beat faster. The past me must have been really stupid. I mean, I get that he is hot and irresistible, but he killed me without blinking an eye. I guess I was so in love that I trusted him. But what about Jace? Was I also in love with him? I must have called on my last days for a reason. I clenched my fist immediately, Gosh! I hate not remembering. I paced around my room, feeling agitated and when I got tired, I went back to my phone to see if I could find anything helpful. But nothing, So I threw it on the bed and sighed. After a bit while, I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My phone buzzed; I quickly picked up; it was a message from Cassandra. “Oh dear, I'm really sorry but an emergency just popped up. I promise to see you tomorrow.” Tears welled up in my eyes, I had no one else to go to and the moment Alpha Scott returned, it will be over for me. I wouldn't be able to stall further. I had to think. I couldn’t just sit here waiting for my fate to be sealed. And then suddenly, a thought crept in: Jace. He was the only person I could ask for help right away, but then, I didn't trust him; I wouldn't be able to tell him everything. Maybe I didn't need to trust him, I just needed to get out of here. I wasn't sure if calling him would help but there was only one way to find out. I grabbed my phone and called him, it rang but he didn't pick up. Damn it! I called again. “What do you think about a ride out?” I asked the moment he answered the call. “I mean, if we are going to talk, it can't be here, but it has to be now.”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







