Ophelia“You’re crazy.” I shook my head back and forth until the world blurred.There was no way, no way, he’d go through with this. This little game we played was one thing, but fucking me with the hilt of a knife? No, it was pure insanity.Jude’s smile was sardonic, “I prefer the term mentally unhinged.”The hilt of the blade grazed my inner thigh, causing me to tense. There was no barrier keeping it from entering me. Even trying to close my legs was futile as Jude’s large frame blocked me from doing so.His eyes never left my face.“Hold her hands behind her back,” he barked at Ryker, lips curling even higher. “You know what you have to do to stop this, little dove. Words won’t work,” A knuckle skated down my cheek. “You’ll have to fight, but we both know you won’t.”The hell I wouldn’t. I lunged forward and snapped my teeth, nearly catching Jude’s lip in the process. He leaned back, only marginally, to avoid getting bit. Ryker’s magic danced through the air, snaring my wrists an
Ophelia “Shit.” I cursed and spun on my heel, eying the walls of the tent we stood within. Ryker and Jude mirrored my movements, both more on edge than ever. I’d have to find some way to slip past them. Fighting them would be hard, both magically and emotionally, but I couldn’t let them steal me away. This was for Coop, I reminded myself. To find a way to get the demon out of him. It was also about learning my father’s plans. As much as I wished I could say that were it, that wasn’t the truth anymore. Asmodeus’s vision changed everything. I could bring my mother back. I could have her and my father by my side. I could have a family. A family that loved me. A family that wanted me. I’d do anything to make that vision come true. “What is it?” Ryker pinned me with a single dissecting look. “Something’s happened. Is it Morningstar? Has he done something to you?” “What? No!” I scoffed, “We came here for a reason. I have a job to do, and standing here with you two is wasting precio
OpheliaJude’s smile was dark, cloaked in shadows. The light of the flames reflected off his straight white teeth. He reminded me of Asmodeus. Beautiful and haunting in a carnal sort of way.“Anything for you.”My wolf liked that. She liked it a lot.He and Ryker exchanged a look.The two brothers were opposites in many ways. Ryker had a kindness within him. A kindness I once had too before it was snuffed out. He wanted to be different from the man his father was. He wanted to be a just Alpha. One worthy of following.For a moment, I wasn’t sure he’d agree to help.“No one gets hurt,” he said firmly.I lifted my shoulder in a half-shrug, swallowing the truth. “If they move fast enough they won’t.”His gaze was all consuming. “I know you, Ophelia. No matter how much you’ve changed you wouldn’t hurt innocent people.”The bond throbbed in my chest, causing a red-hot pain to streak through me. It stoked my temper, causing me to grit my teeth.“I can’t wait to prove you wrong.”It wasn’t a
OpheliaAs the three of us approached the air seemed to shift.Smoke billowed up into the night sky, thick and cloying as I inhaled it into my lungs. In the distance were shouts and screams to call the fire department so that they might put out the flames.I wiped the sweat off my forehead and branched off from Ryker and Jude, who seemed torn between following me and keeping their distance from my father. In the end they chose to trail close behind, their guards up and firmly in place. Magic swirled in the air around us, creating a stillness that I could feel deep within my very bones.“What’s he doing here?” I asked, my voice echoing despite the crackle of burning wood in the background. “I thought we were meeting up with your old friend.”I made sure not to mention Haruto Nakamura by name in fear that my father would think I betrayed him.My eyes strayed to Nail Sharpe. He stood beside my father, looking wholly out of place in his striped Polo and khaki’s. Even his loafers were fres
RykerTwo days had passed since we cornered Ophelia at that small town carnival.We carted Haruto Nakamura’s corpse back to Lunar Isle in hopes that Sterling might be able to use his empty flesh suit to make contact with his spirit. I was becoming desperate to rid myself of Kimberly and spare Jude in the process.With each passing day my hatred for her—and myself—grew tenfold.What kind of Alpha was I to have let her manipulate me in such a way? My father would have ended her life the moment she served her purpose. I had never wanted to emulate him. Never wanted to become the horrible person he was, and yet I was beginning to see that being cruel and ruthless had its benefits.That changed when my precious mate killed a man in cold blood.She hid it so well, but I could see the torment in her eyes. I could tell that her actions were chipping away at her beautiful soul and before long would consume it entirely.We had only ourselves to blame.I had been selfish and foolish wanting to s
RykerI had no choice but to leave the book behind for now. My shirt as well considering it was now coated in that strange, greasy substance the tendrils of darkness left in their wake. I’d have to come back for it later and make sure the spell that Kimberly placed on Jude wasn’t just broken.I wanted it destroyed.Sterling hadn’t been too far off when he claimed the disturbance on the island was Death.I raced through the winding streets of downtown Lunar Isle, craning my head left and right. My heart hammered in my chest. People were running in all directions, most shifting into their wolf forms to take off into the surrounding forest. The voices of my people assaulted me, racing down the mind-link in a slurry of panic and terror.“Alpha, help us!”“The children! Get the children!”“What’s happening? I don’t understand!”“What are these things? Someone needs to alert the covens!”Sunlight streamed down, bringing humidity and heat that my wolf’s tongue lolling out. It was a beautiful
Ryker“He’s not working alone.” Nova added quietly, “Ophelia’s with him. Do you think…”“Spit it out.” Jude snarled, his gaze turning murderous. Blood coated him from head-to-toe as if he’d bathed in the shit. “Go on, Nova. Say it with your chest.”“Jude,” Sterling sighed.Nova’s brows creased. “Ophelia could’ve helped him do this. You said he got away with that trunk of his. Why would they go through all that trouble if it weren’t for something worthwhile? She could be behind this too. Like it or not, she’s made her choice again and again.”Vines crawled up from the cracks within the earth, slithering along the ground as they crept towards Nova. More than one began to sprout thorns which twisted and curled upwards, ready to draw blood.“So what are you proposing?” Jude said quietly. “Are you saying we should kill them both? Get rid of them and maybe all of this will end?”“Goddess no, Jude. I’m not saying we should kill Ophelia you fucking crazy—”Sterling nudged her, “Maybe we shoul
Ophelia I had a bad feeling about leaving my father behind to distract Ryker and Jude, but it was too late.The moment the rings magic recharged I stepped through a portal that, thanks to a quick tracking spell, took me to Southern Florida. That was where Hunter’s father, Alpha Neil, had last been spotted. Apparently he and a group of his men were stationed there for the time being while his ships surrounded Lunar Isle.How Ryker and Jude went this long without giving him the remains of his son was beyond me. Considering all that I’d done, and was about to do, I couldn’t very well judge.Rest in peace, dickhead.I followed the glowing golden threads of the tracking spell all the way to a private shipyard in Ft. Lauderdale.Yacht after yacht sat nestled against a wide dock that spanned several yards into the ocean. The waves were gentle as they lapped against the ships hulls, creating a quiet melody that reminded me of Lunar Isle.I caught myself taking a deep breath of the salty air a
OpheliaSand exploded in all directions.The demons moved so quickly, all wings and teeth and eyes as they shot hundreds of feet into the sky. They tore at one another, shrieking and snapping, onyx blood spilling like droplets of rain.“Kill as many demons as possible and get that fucking ring off Morningstar’s finger,” Ryker howled over the mind-link.Taloned beasts with ribs that split open like monstrous jaws, and humanoid creatures with spider-like limbs, emerged next. They were all unique in their horror, completely different from the next. Some didn’t possess physical forms, but were wisps of shadow and smoke, clouds of poison that choked the trees and drained them of life.My father appeared at my side.“This is the most crucial part.” His voice was low and urgent, threaded with childlike excitement. “Tap into your mother’s gift. Use it to fuel the command you’re going to give them so that it reaches them all. Tell them to obey my every word. Tell them, my girl.”I hesitated, t
OpheliaJude’s answering laugher swept into my heart and chased away the lingering doubts. I felt light enough to fly, and held tight to my magic in case it was insane enough to make it happen.I grabbed him first, my nails grazing the short strands of his fade. Our lips collided on a growl, and my body molded against his in an entirely indecent way, but I couldn’t have cared less. When I pulled away, it was in time to see Ryker removing the cloaking charm over his own mark. Startled gasps rang out among the crowd as some of the many rumors were proven true.Whispers sparked like wildfire.“She’s marked—”“—both of them! She has both of them!”“Of all the luck!”The whispers melted into the crash of the waves and the lilting instrumentals of the live bands as I turned from Jude and grabbed Ryker, kissing him with just as much hunger.When we broke apart, our eyes still shining, we laced hands and made our way through the stunned crowd.For the first time, I didn’t care who saw me.I w
OpheliaThe following morning I sat cross-legged on the floor near the foot of Nova’s bed, fiddling with the strap of my sandals. I still wasn’t used to wearing anything other than sneakers or the occasional flip-flop. My fashion sense, as Nova unkindly put it, still hadn’t recovered from my trip on the ‘dark side’.It was the day of the biggest event of the year, the End of Summer bash, and coincidentally, the night of the full moon.Nova stood in front of a floor-length mirror, trying on earrings while simultaneously blending eyeshadow across her lid. Her platinum hair had been curled into loose waves, falling softly around her shoulders. I eyed the periwinkle two piece she had on, the top tying just beneath her breasts, pushing them higher.“Kaelith, get out!”Nova jumped and squealed, covering herself.I didn’t bother hiding my grin.A soft knock on the door barely registered until it creaked open. Nova’s father stepped inside, carrying two glasses of strawberry lemonade. I realiz
OpheliaMy thoughts sharpened as the wind screamed past my wings, the current dragging me up and down, around and over. I felt no fear as I followed it. The pathways changed each time, and yet I knew them deep down.I followed Jude’s many forms as we circled the treetops, watching the house crumble along the mountainside. I had the distant thought that my father would be furious, but it felt unimportant this high up.Jude let out a cry I somehow knew meant to follow. I turned sharply and let the current drag me lower, coasting until we were in the clear.~We met in Ryker’s office, hidden behind layers of wards and enchantments, as if it would do any good.The lights were off. Sunlight streamed in through the windows. Rich and buttery as the sun continued to rise. I sat curled in one of the leather chairs, my legs tucked beneath me. Jude was perched like a gargoyle on Ryker’s desk behind me. He’d been stewing in quiet rage ever since I told them how my father promised me to Edward, an
OpheliaThere was no excuse, no lie that bubbled at the tip of my tongue, so I went with the truth. “I broke into the house to try and find Mom’s spirit. I know you have her, and I deserve to know why. I want to know why you didn’t tell me about her never leaving the journal.” Then, lowering my voice, I added, “And I want to know about what I saw in that hidden room.”Both Edward and his father seemed surprised by this, though his father hid it better.“I didn’t lie to you. Your mother’s spirit did vacate the journal,” he said with the sweep of his hand. “I am very curious to know where you came about this information.”It was my turn to pinch my lips shut.“Where is my mother’s spirit?”His hand lifted slowly. For a split second I thought he might actually reach for me to apologize, but instead he ran his thumb over his portal ring.“Any object, even one previously spelled, can become a prison if the witch casting the spell is strong enough.”The ring? My mother was in the ring!Godd
OpheliaKaelith’s lips pulled back into a grin as he realized what I’d only been buying time.I gave in just this once to that whisper of temptation and thought of the safety I felt in Ryker’s arms, and warmth that poured from Jude’s laughter. I thought about what they would do, would think, if I vanished tonight. If they found my bedroom cold and empty, my scent already beginning to weaken.My magic homed in on the sconces along the walls, the slight heat it could feel pulsing from the bulbs. Flame erupted from my palms as I unfurled my fingers in two messy torrents. I felt the fire’s lifeforce as this wild, untamable thing that I could shape and mold if only I could hold an image in my mind for longer than a few seconds.Kaelith exploded into a mass of shadow, while my father erected an iridescent shield with one hand. I was almost amazed, but it was blanketed by horror. All throughout his shield there were these thick, pulsing veins of dark magic.It deflected my fire effortlessly.
OpheliaSomething hot and angry settled in my chest. There was every chance Edward was lying, and that tonight was some ambush he and his father set up. That being said, I was done trusting men at their word.I turned on my heel and stalked back to Nova. There was no time for second guesses.Tonight, I was going to find out exactly what game Edward was playing.And if he were telling the truth?There would be hell to pay.~Three a.m. bled across the island in a suffocating haze of humidity and silence.I crept down the stairs like a wraith, heart hammering against my ribs with every step, even though I had checked five times now that the spell had worked. Even now I could feel it humming beneath me, stitched tightly to the fabric of my bedroom—the illusion spell I’d crafted. One that replicated the beat of my heart, the shuffle of my feet over the carpet, and even my scent.It was my strongest, most elaborate spell yet, and admittedly, inspired by Kimberly’s affinity. I didn’t let my
OpheliaThe next few days passed without much incident, which should have been a relief.It wasn’t.Somewhere in the back of my mind, tension coiled like one of Jude’s vines. It reached a tipping point, at least that’s what I thought, when an anonymous shipment was left on the porch atop one of the patio chairs. Nova helped me check it for any charms or hexes, and once we were sure it was clear, we cracked it open.Inside the package were more mate-bond blocking potions.That could mean my father had no clue we were the ones who broke into his house. Or he could simply be doing this to throw me off. I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. He was the only parent I had, and he loved me. I refused to believe that was an act.I stared at the vials for a long time, the glass catching the light, before dumping each one down the drain.Saturday morning rolled around, and Nova pranced over to the house to drag me out of bed for surfing lessons. I was determined to shove the creeping dr
NovaThe following night, the moon was little more than a polished shard of bone hanging in an indifferent sky.The meet-up point I chose was located on one of the harder to reach trails at Shelly’s park. There were mountain paths leading all over the island that human tourists liked to frequent. This way if Kaelith chose to attack, Ophelia could tap into the ley line, and we could get away. It was better than engaging in a fight.Ophelia walked beside me, her hiking boots loud against the solid earth. She was in a mood, warring with anxiety and whatever doubts were circling her head about her father. We had just shifted back into our human forms for the final stretch.“Edward’s being seen by a private specialist. I slipped into one of his guards minds and all he knew is that Edward’s undergoing some unorthodox treatment to try and fix his missing eye.”Disgust flashed across her face, followed by a flicker of guilt that I assumed had to do with Kimberly. She still wasn’t over it, and