Mag-log in~ODETTEVarek and the triplets moved fast through the shadows. I couldn’t keep up with the scenery of where they were headed along with me.I remained firmly on Sylver’s shoulders, not even getting a chance to reach the other boys.Not like they were going to be of any help. I was the only one who could stop Varek before he destroyed everything.He was mad and he had to be stopped.My powers could do it. But I had to first break free from his oppressing control over me. How was he even doing it? How could I—My thoughts suddenly came to a halt as I realized the scenes around me were no longer blurry.We had stopped moving.“Pass her over to me,” I heard Varek command.Sylver immediately pulled me off his shoulder and passed me unto him.My eyes quickly scanned the place and with a shocking skip in my heart, I realized that we were standing in front of the powerful Blood Hollow Pack of the Thornevales!“State your business or leave in peace!” The guards at the top of the wall called o
~ODETTEI watched cautiously as Varek turned to the fool, Eryndor Dasilva.“I never did anything for vampires,” Varek shrugged, glaring at the fool before him.Eryndor had his jawline hitting the ground as he looked around helplessly— like I was going to say anything more to him.Poor Nyra had tried to warn him already but he didn’t listen. Now, I was going to enjoy watching him gloat in his foolishness.“But my elder— you are our elder. You should care about us. You should fight for us—” he stupidly spewed.Varek threw his head back in a dark chuckle. “Again, let me remind you since you have so conveniently forgotten your history. I do not owe anything to vampires. They are not my creation…”Eryndor’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets at Varek’s explanation.“Are you— I never said you had a— do you have a creation?” he stuttered in utter confusion.Varek spread his arms and nodded. “Yes, your goddess isn’t the only one who can create. I do have my own creation now.”Eryndor let
~LYONI wasn’t a vampire, yet, Nyra’s blood was like honey. I found myself sucking as much as I could like some hungry wolf!It felt strange. I knew it was not supposed to happen.Somewhere inside of me, I even knew that I was supposed to stop myself from giving in to this thirst.But I couldn’t stop. Her orange blood was too sweet. Like a drug, I was too addicted to break away.So I latched on stronger and cut off all thoughts that negated this feeling. I didn’t stop, not even when she screamed.Not even when her body started to tremble in obvious pain. Not even when the blood rush dropped dangerously low…I wanted it all— we wanted it all. Yes, all four of us.It was crazy but somehow the more of Nyra’s blood I took, the more the connection between me and my half brothers built.This was another sign for us to stop. Yet we just couldn’t.We were all too far gone. Because not only did I feel the rush of her sweetness, I felt the way— they felt too.I could feel Rylan’s moans as Nyra’
~NYRAThe world was suddenly white.The pain from the bites disappeared along with everything else. My body felt numb as I stared into the white…I could feel myself float—almost like I was suspended in nothingness.My mind was starting to trail off, trying to grab into any form of explanation I could get on how I got here.I remembered everything. The attack at the garden… waking up in that cave with the boys…Then Eryndor’s arrival. His crazy plan and his bite…I remembered it all. And I knew that the boys drinking from me was probably what sent me here.But where was… here?I tried to blink, to see from the distance… but there was nothing. Only white.My mind was starting to build up in panic when a memory—Odette’s memory suddenly hit me.The same brightness. The same white space…It was the day she trapped Elder Varek.The whole scene replayed and I watched it happen like a spectator.Odette used her staff on him and he collapsed onto the ground as the white light spread all over.
~CASSIANI gasped awake and the first thing I saw were the silver chains around me.My body immediately dropped into defence mode at the same time my brain tried to recollect how I got here.‘The Attack,’ my wolf growled and then, the strange room started making sense.I was chained down in some sort of cave and the burning red moon outside was the only source of light aside from the darkness that filled everywhere else the Red Moonlight didn’t touch.And then it clicked—I was attacked…No! We were attacked!“Sylver and Rylan—” my eyes instantly swept through me just as their names left my lips…And I saw them.Just like me, they were also chained to the walls of the caves.‘Oh shit!’ my wolf growled as I saw her.Nyra.How did she get here? How did the vampire get to her?As much as I hated Lyon, I was at least certain that he truly loved Nyra and would protect her with his life. How come she was—My burning thoughts suddenly came to a halt as my eyes finally laid on him too.Lyon, o
~LYONRied’s tearful remorse and pain still echoed behind me as I slowly returned to my room.My thoughts were all over the place as the possibility of his innocence played itself over and over.Did he really not send those people to kill my mother?I stood in front of my window, my eyes lost in the trees that stood in the horizon. But my thoughts were farther down memory lane as I continued to search…For a clue… a sign… a chance that could strengthen my resolve again.All my life, I had a clear plan. I hated Ried—my father. I hated his sons and everything he built without me and my mother.But right now, as I stood alone in my room, I was suddenly not so sure anymore…Because those tears… Ried didn't act them out. He couldn't even kill me or hurt me back then—even if he had the upper hand.Yet he didn't do it. Was it just guilt? Or could it truly be—My thoughts suddenly froze as an uneasy feeling shot through me. A cold chill ran down my spine and even my breath hitched like there
~NYRAI was no longer in the garden. I was in a valley of mirrors, staring down at another version of me.It made no sense. But it was happening.This version of me was not like Odette. She looked different. She was clad in a Victorian dress. Her skin was perfect, almost like milk.And she was more
~NYRAIt was perfect. Maybe even too perfect. But I stayed right there in Sylver’s arms, enjoying the aftermath of what we just shared.A small smile danced on my face as memories of his sweet touches flashed through my mind.“Sylver…” I whispered as I absentmindedly stared at him.He was sleeping,
~CASSIANWorry descended heavily over my chest as my eyes caught Rylan moving past the car. He didn’t look normal.I couldn’t exactly place what it was that was different about him, but I couldn’t shake it off either.Something had gotten to him. It was either that, or he was losing his mind.“Ryla
~CASSIANMy chest was filled with rage, yet I remained completely calm as I tied down the witch that had just tried to kill Nyra— my Nyra!The freaking witch had the audacity to try something like that, and she would have almost succeeded if Sylver had not managed to break whatever enchantment she







