hello Lovely People!!! here is the update, I hope you are loving the story so far, this is getting in the final arc, I hope you all stay patient as you have been till now. Happy Holidays and love you guys ;) Danish
Reed’s pov It’s snowing. “Say can I ask you a question?” she asked still looking out the window. “What comes of snow when its melt?” I smirked at the obvious question. “Water obviously.” “Bzzt.” she chuckled. “Spring comes dummy.” “Spring is my favourite season.” She whispered, her voice like soft chime of wind. She was my spring. My favourite season. I was snow. I’d frozen somewhere along the line in darkness, in my dark cage and she was a fresh bright spring. I fell in love like it was a logical necessity. “Don’t reject me. I am glad I met you. Falling in love with you bought me happiness.” I wept. For the first time in my life, I felt somehow forgiven- somehow saved. Like a river of snow melted by the breath of spring. The tears wouldn’t stop flowing. God, please let her meet someone else who really can make her happy. I am willing to pay anything. I am willing to be frozen in snow from now until I die… “I see you’re finally awake.” I heard the voice of the ma
Esma’s Pov “Where we are going Asher?” I asked as I saw the trees passing by in blur. Everything was going above my head. There were questions I don’t know answers the of. Why the witches attacked us on the first place. What they want. They already got the blade of Zydus. They want to kill us? If that was the case, they could have done it before when they got the chance. They can exterminate us easily if they wanted. It was revenge she was after? No. still pulling this kind of act, pulling both parties to this kind of mass slaughter requires much greater resolve than holding personal grudge. Also, I don’t know but I think she can’t kill us that easily. We are basically immortal. The alpha gains its power from its pack. Also, the death of the alpha leads to the doom of the whole pack. so killing large masses really needs huge amount of magic or power. “We are going to meet someone.” Asher said pulling me back from my thoughts, he was highly sceptical and overly conscious about som
Esma’s pov “Because I was there too.” her words didn’t make any sense. Her eyes were locked on me. we were staring at each other until Asher’s growl break our trance. “What the hell you meant by you were there too?” he lunges from my behind towards her but before he could come even a foot closer to her, Jason quickly, in the lightning speed came in between them. Without breaking any sweat he pinned him down with ease, Asher was down on the ground with his chest and face touching the floor and his right hand was pinned at his back. “If you ever dare to touch my mate again, I will rip this arm of yours and feed it to dogs, you hear me?” Jason growled and I saw his expression changed for the first time since I met him. He was all smiling and shining and now he was one second away from exploding. “Asher!” I shouted at him and he looked at me while struggling to get out of Jason's clutch. I signalled him to keep quiet and he must have seen I was serious because he didn’t move then, ac
Esma’s pov Damien… I have heard that name before. But where? As if the word made its image in my mind, I find myself remembering in an instant and my eyes widened. I read his name in the book. That old book, what was its name? how to summon gods. he was the author of that book. He is a fucking god? And thanks to him I was able to summon Moona that time. And he was a fucking god of chaos? Seriously. He sounds more of a hotshot like Hecate and Moona if not less. If it was not for him, I think I would never understand Reed or Moona or Hecate or anyone I suppose. But why would Ravenna want to kidnap him? what she wants from someone like him? I rubbed my eyes; the exhaustion was slowly catching up with my body. All of the adrenaline was slowly fading off and the fatigue was building up. I turned my gaze back to Roxy. She looked lost in thought. I don’t know what she was thinking at this moment. I silently scanned the other two siblings. Jason was on Roxy’s side while Asher was standin
Esma’s pov “We are going to the Noman’s land.” I said as I adjusted myself on the seat. I put my seatbelt and looked through the side view mirror as the house of Roxy and Jason was blurring. I kept my eyes there until I lost the sight of it. Asher didn’t speak then and silence fell between us. It was not awkward kind, it was peaceful and connecting. He programmed the GPS and press a switch on the steering wheel and a classical orchestral piece fills the car. “What’s this?” I ask as the sweet, sweet sound of a hundred violin strings assails us. “It’s from La Traviata. An opera by Verdi.” Oh, my… it’s lovely. “La Traviata? I’ve heard of that. I can’t think where. What does it mean?” Asher glances at me and smirks. “Well, literally, the woman led astray. It’s based on Alexander Dumas’s book, La Dame aux Camelias.” I opened the strange book Roxy gave me. It was torn from several places, most of its pages were unrecognizable, it was all tattered and torn but some of its pages were
Esma’s pov “We are here.” Asher declared as we both were sitting in the car. I closed my eyes and take several breaths before opening them. I don’t know why but I felt conflicted and kind of scared. Scared to open the gate now. well, its too late now. my subconscious snaps at me. “Let’s go.” Asher said breaking my trance. He must have sensed my inner turmoil. I hummed and smiled at his direction. “Thank you, Asher. Thank you for everything you have done for me till now.” I said from the bottom of my heart. I mean it. He was the only one who sticks by my side since I ever know him and I don’t know much about him at the first place. Hell, I don’t even know his surname. Only because I was his alpha’s mate, he followed me without question. He was always by my side. no matter what. He followed my every order without question. I can tell why Reed trusted him so much. Asher… he was truly a remarkable man. I respects him for his character. Asher looked at me half embarrassed half surpr
Esma’s pov Finally, when the last torch lit up the room at the back, I notice a huge statue, whose face was intact. It was beautiful and magnificent. I was literally in awe, admiring the craftsmanship. It was no doubt the statue was of the god. Below the statue, there was yet another chair. A huge one. My blood turns cold when I saw a figure sitting on the chair. The figure was sitting on the throne. His face was covered with the huge black hood, casting silhouettes on its face. long black cloak over his shoulders, resting lazily on the ground. He was sitting on the biggest chair and by the look of it, it was approximately five feet tall and still the cloak was reaching the ground. too much waste of the fabric. Even sitting on the big chair, he was tall and towering and I wonder how tall he would be once he stood in front of me. Might be as tall as Reed if not more. He had a royal aura about him. I know by the single glance; he was looking at me from the hood. I could see him ey
Esma’s pov Damien, the god of chaos. The ancient one. One of the most powerful gods. The lights filled the room and I saw his beautiful features. He was truly mesmerizing. Tall stature, silver eyes, although he was standing approximately twenty feet away from me, all my senses were screaming at me to run away. I don’t know if it was his aura. It was my general instinct to have as much distance between us. I was a scaredy cat in front of him. My head bowed on its own but my eyes were fixated on his beautiful face. his thick eyebrows, his eye lashes, his perfect nose, his thin lips. “I gave it to you.” he said and I pursed my lips. My hunch was right. He was that librarian who appeared last time and recommended it that book. But there was nothing about him that stands out that day. If I would have known… if only I could go back in time. “It served its purpose.” I said and didn’t lift my head. It was unequivocal oath to myself. I don’t know if it was fear from the power or the fact t