INICIAR SESIÓNFeronia's POV:I jumped back from the mirror, clutching my chest in shock.What the hell was that??!Draven moved towards me, wrapping his arms around me in comfort."What! What happened?!!"He asked, while searching the room with his eyes, fervently. I didn't know what to say, or describe exactly what it was that I saw. I stook out a trembling hand, and pressed a finger against the mirror's glass. Nothing.I looked around, trying to see if the man was actually here, or if I imagined it."Queen Feronia? What happened?"I looked myself in the mirror once more, before turning my wide gaze on Draven. He looked so worried. I reached up and gently touched his cheek."It's alright. I just... I thought I saw someone."His brows furrowed in the center of his handsome face. He truly does look so much like his father."You think?"His deep voice asked. I nodded."I felt a similar presence before, but this time, I saw a face. It feels like someone is trying to reach out to me."I looked back in
Daniel's POV:It has been an interesting few hours. When we came to the Supernatural Council, we already knew that Kwen would be blamed for the reoccurence of the warlocks, I just didn't know that the blame being sat at her feet was something that has already been spoken of before it ever happened. Heather brought old, but new information to us all, and it has been a bitter pill to swallow since. My chest tightened at the thought that Kwen has to bare the brunt of everything because of our own arrogance, but my chest also swelled in pride. My sister has been chosen among Chosens. She hasn't been found yet, and it's pissing me off that I have to sit here and hear people, who's never even seen her, let alone met and know her, talk about Kwen like she's some disease. In reality she's the best of us.Then she came.In the midst of it all, she came. She looked weak, her eyes closed. Cersai stormed out because of the Elf King and his insistent baggering. He returned with his mate in his arm
Unknown's POV:I found my sisters in our spell room, going over a new concoction we've been working on. One stood over the cauldron that puffed up with smoke, with a water like substance that held a hint of light pink color, swirling around the bowl. She had dark brown hair that curled wildly. The other other stood by the shelves that held more of our books, her fingers quickly moving over the spines. Her hair was long, straight, and jet black. I walked completely into the room."We have a problem."I said abruptly. Their movements haulted and their eyes found mine."What's the problem?"One asked. The other, by the books noticed the book I held in my hand, and immediately frowned. She stepped closer in my direction."What is that?"She questioned. I lifted the book up in my hand so that they both could see it clearly. "This is an old spell book, one that stays in the library."They stayed silent."Something in it called out to me. I looked through it and found a spell missing. I fel
Sebastian's POV:It's been months since I've heard from Kwen. After our close encounter, which I don't regret, but also regretted severely, we haven't spoken since. I understood, but I was also disappointed. Although I wanted to be more than just friends, I enjoyed her company, and would've accepted even that instead of nothing. From what I've heard, there's been many things going on back at Blackcresent and the royal pack concerning Kwen. I never wanted to overwhelm her or put her in the position of choosing, so I've kept my distance, although she stays on my mind continuously. She said that she would be easily forgotten, especially when I found my ny mate, but I don't believe that to be true at all. I remember everything about her, and my fingertips still tingled when I thought too hard about the contact they made with her body. My lips vibrated from the memory of her soft, plump lips against mine, and my tongues hunger to taste her again. I've kept to myself since. Surprisingly eno
Connor's POV: After that humiliating defeat, I knew I needed to take things a step further. I didn't kid myself in believing that any of my men survived, and to be quite frank, I didn't care. I was alpha. I can do and say anything I want. At least they died with some honor. But, as much as I thought of myself, I thought of Loren. Loren. She will reap what she's sown. Although it was my men duties to give their lives for mine, the fact that she took it from them was offence enough. After all these years, I believed I was in control of everything. But as time continued, and stories began to unravel, I learned that I was not the only author in this story. My next thought went to Kwen. I had her, yet she slipped through my fingers. For years I believed love to be a liability--something that made you weak. I gave into my wolf's desire for a mate to keep the peace. I admit slight affection for her, and I honor her gift and sacrifice that came in the form of my son. That was all. When s
Kwen's POV:I turned from the direction Ava vanished into, making my way towards where the warriors came barging in. Elijah gently grabbed my arm. I looked back at him, confused."Are you really gonna let her go??!"He looked hurt and angry. Nothing had happened to him, yet he was angry... and it was on my behalf. I turned fully to look at him. I looked up, still needing to stand on tip-toe, even with Halo present, touching his cheek and smiled."She won't get away from me, but you can breath now. I'm not going anywhere... never again."I saw the moment my words reached the place it had needed to. He ended up letting go of a breath he hadn't known he held. His shoulders relaxed slightly. He gave a small nod. I looked around to everyone. My family looked at me with so much love and admiration. I would've had a whole love fest, but there were some asses that we needed to kick."I'd love to give all of you some love, but we have to attend to some things first. It would seem that certain
Flashback: At The Lounge...I smiled the moment I finally made it face to face with Sebastian. I saw two other new comers at the table and assumed they were with him."Nice to see you again, Sebastian."He said nothing at first. All he did was stare. I tilted my head, confused as to why he said not
Miza's POV:I felt her energy shift once the words fell from my lips. I had to finish all of what I was saying, before I wouldn't get the chance. I raised my hands up."WAIT! Before you criticize me, please let me explain."I begged. Her eyes sparkled a golden color that let me know that she was on
King Marcus's POV:Back in the states: In the Royal Kingdom...My shoes clacked on the marble floors, as I made my way to the throne room. I was meeting with an old acquaintance that I haven't seen for some time. It took about a week before I was able to reach her. She hasn't shown her face here si
Edward's POV:This is fucking ridiculous!! There's no way this nobody is this powerful!! She held the entire room hostage. No one could move their body. I think only the prince could because he's her mate, and that witch and human girl because they aren't wolves. I was pissed that she had gotten th







