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Chapter 39
“Everyone has secrets, Rachel; and no one, not even your friends, are what they seem.”
Camille’s voice sounded from behind me, and I whipped around with a look of absolute guilt on my face. That guilt was squashed the moment I took in her expression. That gentle face that once held a delicate innocence had been wiped away. Her once soft eyes were now hard, and…empty. I had never noticed it before, the lack of light within her gaze; like she was a shell, nothing more.
“Are—are you real?” I found myself asking, wondering if she were just a figment of Castle Mist.
Her slim lips turned up in a cat-like grin, one that set my teeth on edge and made my blood run cold. I had once thought Liliana was cold and unfeeling, but I had been so very wrong. Liliana was a wealthy, stuck-up woman; but she was not unfeeling. She had compassion, no matter how she chose to express it. This…this was the truth of Camille. There was a bi
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I stepped out into the hallway but was quickly barreled into. From scent alone, I knew it was Helena. The Game Master had kept to his word even though he could’ve twisted my request in many ways. Even though my heart felt heavy from the price I had paid, I knew it was worth it.Unshed tears burned in my eyes, and I wrapped my arms around Helena’s soft form. I could hear her shaky breaths, and I could hear the rapid pattering of her heart.I shoved the grief I felt down deep, smothering it until I could no longer hear its nagging voice. I had been so deluded, so clouded by my own distaste that I hadn’t appreciated the place
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I made it all of ten steps down the hallway before my nerves began to ache and groan. They had been rubbed raw during my time in Castle Mist, and I couldn’t shake the mind-numbingly cold feeling that something more might happen. With clenched teeth, I spun on my heel and immediately halted.What the hell? I wasn’t sure why I still had expectations when it came to Castle Mist. Clearly nothing here worked within the fragile boundaries of logic and reason.I faced what looked to be a blank wall, solid and sturdy. There wasn’t even a glimmer of the golden rope that had once blocked this corridor. I could no longer see the foyer and the ornate front door.‘Looks like there’s no turning back.’ Rayna grimaced, skillfully hiding the unease we both felt.For once, I was incredibly thankful for my wolf. I couldn’t count the number of times Rayna had gotten on my nerves, never once failing to give me a piece of her mind. I h
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‘Putrid and rancid, it devours the weak.Living in all of us until it finds what it seeks.Consume and decay, devour and feast.To uncover the truth, you must tangle with the beast.Kind and pure, its compassion knows no bounds.Fierce and strong, you quake when it sounds.Given a choice, one you must choose.One you will gain, the other you lose.Choose wisely, dear friend, for there is a cost.To dance with the beasts is to recover what was lost.’I analyzed the words over and over again, stuck in this room with nothing better to do. I was hyper aware of the scratching against the thick doors that separated me from whatever had a hold of Abel. As I glanced back at those doors, I finally noticed the design painted and etched into the stone.The two bulls that adorned the wall, they were also on the doors. Instead of glaring at one another with hatred so profound, I shuddered; they were locked i
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“It’s you.” I groaned weakly, the stickiness of my own blood coating my lips and cheeks.Through my quickly fading vision, I could see the numerous gashes that marred my skin. A few sliced open the shirt I was wearing, making it look as though I had been attacked by a weed wacker. Some were worse than others, showing puckered skin and muscle.My stomach rolled at the sight and I forced my gaze back to those navy-blue eyes. The man who had those eyes was unassuming, as normal as anyone else. He had to have been in his fifties, with a slight spattering of salt and pepper hair. His trimmed beard matched the color of his hair, but it was his eyes that stood out. Now that I knew who those eyes belonged to, I knew I’d never miss them again.This close, I could see the depth of color in those eyes. It wasn’t just a single shade. That navy blue held clouds of plum, with a black ring around the outside. They reminded me of a night sky,
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You know how you stay up studying for a test, only to forget everything you learned while actually taking the test? That was how I felt talking to the Game Master. Once he vanished from the room with a strange shimmer, I could think of a million and one questions better suited than the ones I had asked.Great, so I knew I needed a replica of my own necklace, at the estate in this reality. I could’ve asked where it was, but I didn’t. Instead, I received a half-assed answer about the ‘ancient ones’.‘We’re still breaking into the library’s restricted section with Helena. Who knows what we might find?’ My wolf reminded me, which did help curb some of my frustration.I left the hospital nearly an hour later. I had to say, Dr. Nathanial was very thorough, checking me over nearly a dozen times to make sure I didn’t have any adverse reaction to the magical ointment. While I’m sure the emotional trauma will lin
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“Well, this is terrifying.” I hissed quietly, flinching when my voice bounced off the walls anyway.“If I had known it was like this—” Helena whispered, but her words fizzled out.“That would only make me want to go more.” I countered, trying and failing to lighten the mood.We were walking down the stairs, towards the basement of the library. It seemed basement in the Iridescence Pack meant tunnels hundreds of feet beneath the earth.I stayed at the front, whilst Helena watched our backs. Helena had fished one of those jumbo glow-sticks out of her book bag, the crisp snap echoing down the stairs.I’m not sure what was more terrifying; becoming a part of the never-ending darkness, or becoming the only source of light within that darkness. My stomach twisted into knots, forming faces and glowing eyes within the darkness. As hard as I strained my ears, I could hear nothing more than our feet scuffing ag
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Medieval looking sconces lined the shelved walls of the restricted section, casting orange light over the endless stacks that went on as far as the eye could see. It was poor lighting, but would be sufficient enough to read some words on a page. We stood at the beginning of the room, facing one of the many aisles down the endless book shelves. I peered to my left and right, seeing no notable end to the room. It must be similar to the magic at Castle Mist. The kind of magic that makes a castle span worlds and realms. My eyes scanned the bookshelves closest to us when Helena tapped on my shoulder. Her lips were pressed tightly together, and she pointed at the towering bookshelf to our left. On a golden plaque, the number ‘1’ was etched. It was a good sign, some promise that we could find our way out of this place. Helena and I locked eyes, and she spoke in a voice so low that I nearly missed the words. “Let the library take control.” She was quoting the poem Ad
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Helena clasped a hand over her mouth, her eyes horrified with what she had done. A pair of milky eyes turned on us, right where we were standing. The woman stocking the shelves had paused. A thin hand with gnarled fingers hovered inches away from the shelves, a tattered book in her claws.I wrapped my hand around Helena’s, ensuring she wouldn’t be able to make any sound. This wasn’t about trusting my friend, it was about surviving. I hadn’t come this far to die in an underground library, and I certainly wasn’t leaving Helena behind.I knew the wheezing had stopped, which meant that librarian heard Helena’s gasp. Fear clawed at me, grating against my skin until I felt horribly itchy. I wanted to look around, to scan my surroundings for the decaying creature.As much as my instincts roared at me, I kept my gaze on the woman. She had to have been one of the contestants from the previous years—one of the few who never made i
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