เข้าสู่ระบบNiall Alcott
THE next morning felt like hell when I woke up. My neck hurt badly, having been cramped in a very rough position. I didn't remember sleeping off on the couch. My memories started to reel back in, reminding me of how the rest of the night turned out.With the highness level down, I felt the heat rising to my cheeks. As weirdly as it looked, I wanted to be wanted. I wasn't the kind who had ever felt seen and to know that that wasn't the case anymore was fulfillingNiall AlcottI couldn't sleep. No matter how much I rolled over on the bed, turned to my sides, lay flat, the slumber wouldn't reach my eyelids. I had counted the ceilings and exhaled through my mouth, sitting up.My brows arched, worry etching my structure and it was directed towards the Caldwells. Though they made it seem as though Cyrus was going to be okay, I couldn't help but be bothered.I hadn't seen them since but when I last asked that evening, Mr. Meany Face said he had calmed and I need not worry.Somehow, I found myself tiptoeing out of my room and towards the Alphas. I paused and turned the thoughts over."I mean, they confessed their love just hours ago. They'd want to see me, right?" I murmured under my breath, exhaling exhaustedly again.I had neared the door when the clicks of Mr. Meany Face's footsteps approached from the opposite direction."His Majesties have requested not to be disturbed." He warned.
Niall AlcottTHE next morning felt like hell when I woke up. My neck hurt badly, having been cramped in a very rough position. I didn't remember sleeping off on the couch. My memories started to reel back in, reminding me of how the rest of the night turned out.With the highness level down, I felt the heat rising to my cheeks. As weirdly as it looked, I wanted to be wanted. I wasn't the kind who had ever felt seen and to know that that wasn't the case anymore was fulfilling.By three men at that. Fate is such a bitch.My neck popped with a scary sound when I massaged and angled it to all sides. I stretched, yawning as a chill strolled down my spine. To my surprise, the sitting room had been cleansed.Music also played in the distance. My curiosity spiked and I followed it.With heavy eyes, head banging like someone was knocking right behind my ears, I ventured into the kitchen where I found Xander, Cyrus, and Lucious.X
Niall Alcott"SAD,” I muttered to myself as I shut the book.My mind felt different, a view I didn't think I could summon given to the brothers now that I was seeing things from their perspective. I didn't know exactly what to think, but if there was one thing I deciphered from reading about Lucious's life, it was that he never healed. He grew up with the pain and found a new life around it.The sun had set by the time I finished reading. When I pulled out the mixture, the result looked like a dark tinted syrup, smelled faintly sweet, and tasted slightly bitter."Perfect." I cheered.Grunting, I carried the bowl back to the kitchen island, much heavier now that it was thicker. Footsteps entered the space, and I perked up to see the brothers."Oh, what a perfect timing." I clapped my hands, the nylon glove on my palm nearly tearing."What is happening here?" Xander demanded with a curious gaze.I snapped a finger at Cyrus, who had gotten to the fridge to pick out a bottle of milk."Ple
Niall AlcottIT had been three days since I had seen the Caldwells and chatted properly with them. To be honest, their presence was much worse compared to when I stayed here alone with Mr. Meany Face.Sunlight pooled into the room as I lay on my bed. Stomach down, my face at the edge, I had Lucious's book on the ground. My legs were crossed as I flipped through the chapters and resumed from where I stopped.THE FOURTH: MY RESURRECTIONMy sister should not have done it.Though I have said this to no one, I say it now because you deserve the truth of it and because Rayne is no longer here to be hurt by the words.She fed into the aberration. The part of the Orb we had been warned against since childhood. The immortality that our ancestors buried deliberately, not because it was impossible, but because they understood what it cost. What it birthed.She did not care. I was gone and she would not accept it.My death was not painful. It was an erasure, like a flame on a candle. One moment,
Cyrus CaldwellDARK clouds hovered below the half-sliced moon but the beauty of it held itself through the scattered stars that illuminated the sky. Minutes had passed since I had stood at the balcony, wrapped in thick clothing.My hands wrapped around the rails reminded me of what it felt to be ordinary or whatever this was. I hadn't felt the cold in a very long time, the chilling sensation of it that was."Brother, shall we try again?" Xander voiced from behind.I turned, lips tugged to the side. "Not like I have a choice."I followed him to the centre of the room where Lucious stood. The three of us sat at once, the candlelight casting incandescent beams into the space."Here." Lucious beckoned, passing the blade to me.I cut my palms, one after the other, and Xander and Lucious did the same. Blood drawn, we resorted to the old ways of connecting minds, done by Alphas before the evolution of mind linking.Crazy as it sounded, I had been against this. Fuck it. I've lost my wolf and
Niall AlcottTwo weeks later.TODAY was another training day with Mr. Meany Face in the deepest part of the mist-laden forest. The weather was quite damp today, a gathering of fog having flooded the woods.I stood at the center, surrounded by trees, eyes blindfolded with a thick clothing and waited to hear a sound. Something shifted in the air and I sliced through the incoming plum.The splitting sound of the blade against the air as it cut through the fruit made me smile. More plums came my way, from all sides and I cut through as many as I could.Ducking as though I was in a real fight to miss the ones I couldn't cut through, evading and reorganising my stance, affirming my muscles to appropriate spots.I was breathing hard by the time we ended the training. Snatching off the blindfold, I wiped the sweat on my forehead with it. Mr. Meany Face approached and I raised my hand."Don't be like that." I glared at him, a mischievous grin dancing on my lips."Fine, yea. You've improved. Be







