MasukNiall Alcott“WHAT the fuck?” I lost my senses right there. “Alpha Steele?”Every bit of chaos around me vanished into thin air. There was no believing my eyes in this state.“You—you died,” I whispered. My vision blurred as tears glazed my eyes.“I survived, little moth,” he said, and a smile escaped me.It was truly him. I hadn't realised how much it meant to hear that nickname. He had given it to me on the night we escaped Emrys's captivity, a measure of my resistance against my fear.I had always been afraid of fire, yet I didn't let it stop me that night.I looked around before settling back on him, his shoulder grazed by the bullet, blood seeping out.How was he here? I had so many questions, and my brain was running on a thousand thoughts at once.“I'll get you help. I'm—”The sound of three gunshots rang through the air. The gathering had turned into full-fledged chaos, people clamouring for safety, the witches of Voss College trying to protect what they could.My sight caught
Niall AlcottTHE TWELFTH: THE TRANSITIONFrom a little boy with fragile hands whose back became a map of wounds and bruises, I became a monster at the peak of this madness.Madness, apparently, attracts and bonds with others who had tasted what it meant.This was Lucious.I will not say he saved me, because that word implies I was waiting to be saved, and I was not. I had stopped waiting for anything.Miracles be damned.I had waited for so long to die, so when it came, I accepted it. I lay on the battlefield, a fallen soldier, blinded by the dust, deafened by the noise.He stood in the flicker of the light and he did something quieter than saving. He looked at me like I was a person, and at that particular moment in my life, that was the most violent thing anyone had ever done to me.To make me feel like I existed.He offered me a choice. The first I had ever been given. I had tasted death like him but I could be remade into a new identity.I simply chose.THE THIRTEENTH: THE WALLTh
Niall AlcottI absolutely did not whistle. Not in a hundred lifetimes would I do that.I hurried out of the library, pulling my sleeves over my face like a veil, and collided with Cyrus's side.“Oh, I found you, Spitfire.”Hell no. I found him.I did not waste another second before I walked the both of us out of there, right after apologising to the librarian for disturbing the peace of the library.I did not say a word as my gait intensified until we got outside the IronHeart walls. In the distance, Mr. Meany Face caught the fury in my eyes and immediately stepped back, looking away and busying himself with fixing the palanquin door as though it had a fault to begin with.“What's your problem?”“Oh, you look well. Have you eaten today?” Cyrus said, deflecting when he saw my seriousness.He cupped my face and pressed a kiss to my pouted lips.I pushed him back, my pupils still dilated, but I couldn't even bring myself to be mad, not when I inhaled the air around him. Not my fault, tho
Niall AlcottA few minutes ago, I had finalised the contract. Outside, I inhaled the fresh air. It was still a wonder to me how Vael now felt like home. I missed the brothers. I wished they were here right now.Being alone with Cyrus felt incomplete. So many things about me had changed. I used to consider having just one mate, but here I was, addicted to the three of them. Obsessed and comfortable with the white noise of their Kingdom. A kingdom of which I might one day be Queen.Months ago, I hadn't imagined this was what growth felt like, or that I would come to love this life.Approaching footsteps scattered my spiralling thoughts.“Alaric,” I acknowledged as he stopped before me.“Niall. It's nice to see you here.”I gawked at his uniform. The students wore lavender, glowing in the radiance of the sunshine.“It suits you so much. Purple looks good on you.”“And it's been my favourite colour since I was a kid.” He chuckled. His smile lessened as he brushed a hand past his nose, shi
Niall AlcottANA led me to another side of the Inn, where the crowd was less. I saw Alaric in the distance who hurriedly stood up, pushing out the chair and Ana sat me down just in time he adjusted it for me."Uh, what's happening here?""Alaric has something to say to you." Ana said, entwining her hands right before she sat next to him.He slid a box towards me. Curiosity laced creases over my face. Opening the box, the banana smell captured my nostrils.I nearly rolled my eyes to the back.The pleasure. The delight. My tongue salivated. I moaned at the sound.Goddess…"I brought you some brownies." He stated."I don't think I mentioned it but Alaric is an experimentalist when it comes to cooking." Ana spoke on his behalf.My eyes watered, happy tears threatening to slip through. His thoughtfulness to have made something like this. Call me exaggerating, but I cherished this with all my heart.The thought behind embedding banana into the brownies made it a blast with chocolate-dipped
Niall AlcottTHE Caldwells weren't on the bed when I woke up the next morning. According to Mr Meany Face, they were gathering the necessary forces to take to SilverFang pack in the Oryn Territories.I was surprised they took to their words and concocted a way to come up with saving the poor pack. As much as I still hated that three-eyed bitch's ass, I was sure she was livid when she got to know about this.My morning, on a personal level, started well. I didn't even know why but life had been peaceful so far and I loved that.I was currently leaning against the balcony rails as I watched from below as the armies readied themselves. The horses snorted, their hooves patching against the stones and the carriages being set for movement.The brothers weren't anywhere to be seen though. After a while, I grew bored and headed into the shower.I left the room afterwards in search of food to eat. Did I mention that Xander had been making my food recently? Especially since we had been making m







