تسجيل الدخولEZRA'S POV "T-then why would I be having such dreams?" I asked her. One thing I wasn't going to let them do was to brainwash me once more. I was very careful about that.She stared at me for a while and I didn't back down. I guessed she was trying to probably reason how else she would be able to pick my brain. Then she sighed out loud and shrugged. "You can only blame your mother for this, Ezra, not us." She continued. "Listen, the vampires are not your friend..." "They are my family." "Because they benefit from you." "That's a lie! They don't. You are the one who benefits from my existence because you made me a weapon against them." I shouted at her and she chuckled. "It's all thanks to the fact that my sister made you this way that the evil vampire's sons exist! Don't they have to feed on your blood to sustain themselves?" She retorted fiercely. "You think too highly of yourself, Ezra and I can't help but pity you for putting yourself in such a way when you
EZRA'S POV "You have to be joking!" I spat out. "You can't invoke my wolf. Didn't you tell me that I needed to train to bring it out?" I argued desperately while trying to free myself from the grip of these ropes. "Yeah. The actual truth is that you are a late bloomer. By that, I mean it will take a while for your wolf to come out but we don't have such time unfortunately to wait." He stepped back. I gasped in shock. "B-but you said it was because my system had been poisoned and...and..." "Awwn Ezra, you are just so gullible." Marco groaned, turning around while rubbing the back of his neck as if he was fed up with the situation. "What?" "Okay, you know what? There is no need for me to hide the truth from you anymore. You can also consider this a gift from me. I will answer every one of your questions. As for your transformation, whatever poison you have eaten from Caelen's hand had an effect but not so much of an effort. In fact, you don't really have it in y
EZRA'S POVI kept running as fast and far as my feet could take me. After what my brain was able to piece together, I wasn't so sure that I wanted to stay close to Marco and Vera anymore. A few hours ago before I lost consciousness, I had stumbled onto something that I became curious about after wandering around the packhouse as a way to regain my sanity. Who knew I was going to lose it again barely after my decision? This was the final string that pulled down the piece of clothing covering the truth against me. While taking a walk around the packhouse, I just lifted my eyes and I saw a picture of a woman hanging on the wall. It struck so bad, causing anxiety to grow within me when I laid my eyes on her. I had this strong urge that I had seen her before but I couldn't remember where. While I was still staring at this picture, a young girl ran past me and I had to quickly call her back. "Yes, Ezra?" She blinked. I hesitated before pointing at the picture of the woman hung over t
AUTHOR'S POVRight on a long table were maps spread across it. Kael stood at the head of the map, focused on the drawings. He was the head of Valden's warrior council and even though he ought to appear tough, his aura was simple and so was his face. He took a look at the map again and then at Vera after sighing gently. "The numbers concern me," he said. "Not our numbers though because ours are solid. I am talking about the vampires." He traced a line on the map with his finger. "Caldenmoor's standing force is not small and they have resources we don't have full intelligence on. If this goes wrong..." "It won't go wrong." Marco assured him. "With respect," Kael's tone suggested that this respect in particular was limited, "I don't see how that is a strategy. That's confidence and I need more than confidence before I send my warriors into a conflict of this scale." "Then I will give you more than confidence even though on an ordinary day, I shouldn't. You work for the pa
"Sending Cole to Valden is nothing but a bad idea." Aldric finally spoke. Apparently, Dorian had made known to them that it was impossible to send Cole out on such a mission without telling Aldric even though the former had insisted that Aldric had nothing to do with this. Cole looked at him from across the room. "Why?" "This is objectively worse. Apart from the fact that the place is under a very tight security right now, if anyone can connect you to..." "Nobody will." "Marco will. I don't know why you all keep underestimating that man. You played on the same team as his cousin. He attended matches. If he sees your face in Valden, he will know exactly why you are there and Ezra's situation can become considerably more dangerous." He looked at Cole steadily. "You know I am not trying to obstruct you. I just don't understand why it has to take so much effort to convince you not to jump into a pit."Cole pressed his lips together. The vampire had said the truth aft
Ezra stood beside the window of his room automatically deep in thoughts. He had been watching the same stretch of trees for several minutes but he could barely even see them anymore. His mind was somewhere else and he didn't even notice when Marco came into his room. "Hey." He said from behind, causing him to flinch. Marco chuckled upon seeing his expression. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. I knocked but you didn't respond." "Oh...yes, I am sorry about that. I was just...uhm...carried away by my thoughts." Ezra turned to face him. Marco stepped back a few inches away and folded his arms. "I was going to come and invite you for dinner before but seeing this heavy expression you are carrying, I just know something is wrong. Do you want to speak to me?"Ezra nodded slowly. "Yeah. I have been contemplating it." "Well, go ahead."Ezra pressed his thumb against the wall. His heart was beating faster by each second as he struggled to find how best to pu
EZRA'S POV20 YEARS LATERI hated Wednesdays.I don't think I needed to say much. I simply hated the day. Not in the way everyone seemed to dread Mondays, I hated Wednesdays the way you hated something that had never once surprised you. Something that arrives on schedule, takes what it needs and le
CAELEN’S POVIf they died, so would I.My fingers gripped my phone tighter, my brows furrowed as I listened to the person on the other end of the call.“We're already looking at other options, Mr Lopezㅡ”“How long do they have if we're not able to find a suitable match?” I cut him off, my voice gru
DORIAN'S POV Caelen didn't look up when we walked in. He was at his desk the way he always was, coat on despite being indoors, a document open in front of him that he wasn't reading anymore. He had that partying stillness which signalled that he had been waiting but decided not to let it show.
EZRA'S POVCole knocked 3 times before I could just pretend I wasn't home at all. "I can hear you breathing just fine, Ezra. Get the fuck out and stop living that introvert life." He yelled so much that I feared he would draw a lot of attention to my abode. I stared at the ceiling. "That's







