Mag-log inEdward's POV:I left Sierra's room pissed. The way she sat and stayed silent. How her eyes looked absolutely dead, with no life left in them, made me angry.This is her fault!!Had she done what I told her to do, and stayed here, she wouldn't be chained to a bed like an animal. I did everything I could back at the council meeting, and she still mananged to fuck everything up!Like mother, like daughter.My face balled up in anger. My mind couldn't help but replay their faces. Sierra's was cold and empty, while Lisa's was filled with nothing but disdain. I stopped my fast stride, pausing in the hall, and took deep, slow breaths, squeezing my eyes between my fingers.How did it all come to this?After a couple of moments, I raised my head and found myself in front Ave. Her dark brown wavy hair fell equal parts messy and neat around her face. Her light green eyes bore into mine. She wore a simple, long black dress with a low cut, exposing her ample breast. The sleeves were winged, fallin
Lisa's POV:I carried a tray with food and water on it. I moved with ease, not feeling the need to rush. Stepping to the locked door, I reached up, grabbed the hidden key, and opened the door. It creaked, announcing its opening to the person inside. The room was dark, curtains drawn. It had white walls with little decor, giving it some sort of personality. Large windows sat directly across from the door. The closed drapes were a heavy velvet red fabric. The bed leaned against a wall that sat between a large closet door to the left, and a bathroom to the right. As I stood in the doorway, the small fireplace lit up the room, cascading a warm glow. Leaned against the headboard of the bed, sat my daughter, a heavy chain accessorized her ankle. Her once, full, plush, bouncy hair, sat lifeless, drooping in front of her face. Dark circles held her eyes hostage, and she seemed drained of any essence of life. I stood there.Unmoving.Unbothered.She's here because she thought she knew best.Id
Tori's POV:Tony sat still in the chair at the head of the table.I couldn't.I stood, pacing the floor, twisting my bottom lip between my fingers."Tor, you have to relax."Tony said. I shook my head."I can't." I instantly responded. I couldn't shake this feeling that everything was about to go straight to hell. Brandon called a few days ago, telling us that Kwen was taken again. She gave herself up to heal her aunt and save the vampire princess. I was distraught when I first heard. Had it not been that no one was here to seriously take over for my son's position while he was away, her grandfather and I would've been out hunting her down to find her. Our previous beta and gamma were both away. We called, explained the situation, and they're both on the way back. Tony sent scouts out to help with the rescue efforts, but it's not enough. Without me helping to look, nothing will ever be enough. Tony recieved a call from Roman, Alpha Connor's son, and he said he had information on Kwen
Ava's POV:My grandmother brought the potion that she made for me to my sanctuary a few days ago. It will be used shortly, I just have to get to the targeted area first. It's taken a long time to prepare for what's to come. After the disastrous end to so many of my men from the mate's ball months ago, I've had to tracked down more long lost warlocks. Centuries ago, when warlocks and witches were able to thrive and live among the many, fearlessly, we were turned on by everyone. It was all due to Moon Goddess's Chosens, specifically, her first daughter, Celene. My great ancestor, Avadale, was wronged. Her mate was taken away by another, and when she went to get back what was hers, Celene, the warlocks and the humans, all were there to drive us out! We witches fought back, but too may of us were pacifist, quickly yielding or going into hiding. Many of us were killed during the Salem trails, including a few innocent human women. We were wronged for a lie, and our lives changed forever. Th
In the middle of nowhere, after Kwen sent Loren flying, non-stop, through the forest...Unknown POV:I stopped in my tracks, feeling the air around me shift. I stood grounded, closing my eyes to feel the earth tell me where the origin of power was coming from. I spoke of nothing, moving not even the slightest, letting the breeze speak to me.There.My eyes shot opened, and I turned to my left, feeling something headed towards me. I knew whatever it was, was not aimed at me, just coming in my direction. I focused my eyes to see what it could possibly be. It took a minute, but finally something broke through the clearing. My eyes widened as I saw a woman bound by the earth and its nature. She wasn't the wielder, and obviously whomever ensnared her, is extremely powerful to have been able to do such a thing. My hand rose from my side, as I reached out towards the incoming baggage. I kept a steady hand outstretched, frowning as I felt that nature, itself, fought against my command to cont
Kwen's POV:"GET JENNIFER, GET THE STUFF AND BE PRPARED TO RUN! GO. NOW!!"I yelled over the thunderous alarm. Suddenly, all the lights turned off, and in its place, dim, red lights covered us in its cover. I flipped around and ran to the windows of my room.What the fuck is going on??The night sky was lit up by hidden spotlights that surrounded the house and the surrounding woods. My eyes ached from the extreme brightness. My room door was thrown opened. I turned to see, Jennifer had come up with sneakers in her hand, rushing over to me."PUT THESE ON!!"I grabbed them. Stacy made her way back to my room to pack the items in the drawer into the large backpack in her hands. They both were dressed as comfortably as I was, following my instructions on the note. By the time my sneakers were on, Stacy finished packing the bag. Stacy, Jennifer and I stood in my room. I moved to the door."Stay behind me and do as I say."I instructed. They nodded. I peered out the door, looking to my left
I didn't know how I should feel about any of this. On one hand, I felt like my life kept unraveling, so anyone with any information that could potentially help me figure it out, was a welcome change. On the other hand, I felt like I was prying into my grandma's life without her permission. We talk
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
I've had just about enough of this thing ruining things. I didn't expect her to actually try and kill me yesterday, but when I realized that under the potions control, Brandon would actually want and tried to kill her to keep her from hurting me, I took the opportunity to run with it. I wasn't coun
I've been a little stir crazy lately. I've made it my mission to make things work with Isabell for the sake of my Kingdom. So, I've kept my distance from Kwen for a while now. I haven't spoken to her in months over the phone, and Reign has been asking to speak with her for some time, but I can't. A







