Myra
I don’t know how long I sat there, but by the time someone picked me up, I felt my legs giving out. My ears were ringing as I was steered away to somewhere. I don’t know where. I panted by the time the person made me sit. I sat down like a rag doll. “Breathe,” a familiar voice said as they rubbed my shoulder soothing. Until now I had been in a trance. But the voice pierced through that. I looked up to see Eric sitting beside me, looking concerned.
Despite being heartbroken and feeling drained, I moved away. His hand fell and he lowered his gaze. “I—”
I shook my head, interrupting him because no words of sympathy or otherwise would mend my heart. I blinked back my tears, but a few stray ones escaped. “Myra!” I turned my head and saw Violet dashing towar
Eric be like: Now it's my time to shine (⌐■_■)
Damian My family was surprised when I returned. Especially when I had said that I might stay away for a while. “Missed us?” Melissa teased as she rocked back and forth in the chair. Mother shot a dismayed look at her and father was as usual absent. I grunted noncommittally and made a beeline for my room. I slammed the door shut. It took everything in me to not go after that fucking bitch and kill her with a silver dagger. It took everything in me to give in and bow down and not start a fucking war with that woman. She called herself queen. “You think the others will forgive you? Or your family for lying? You think others will accept the fact that a hybrid has been bossing the others around?” she had taunted him. Damian’s jaw clenched as these words came back to him.
The palace was shrouded in the cold darkness. Every corridor, every room of the palace, was heavily guarded. The icy silence was suddenly disturbed by the clicking of heels on the stone floor. The guards bowed as the Queen walked past them. She spared a glance at each of them, inclining her head and acknowledging their show of respect. When she finally came to a stop in front of her room, the huge ornate doors were pushed open for her. Once she walked in and flicked her fingers, the doors closed behind him. The room was majestic and luxurious, like a queen’s room should be. However, behind these closed doors, she liked to think of herself as Samantha, a woman whose beautiful human life had come to a stop when she was forced and abused and killed by her kind. Her mouth twisted as she stepped out of her gown and shrugge
Samantha’s journey as a vampire began as soon as her eyes opened. She felt as if her throat was burning up. She whimpered, confused and suffering. “Darling, you are finally awake,” she faintly turned towards the owner of the voice. She tried to remember where she heard the voice but couldn’t remember. Her eyes zoned in on the man who was smiling gently. “Wa-water…” she croaked out. The man sat beside her and gently caressed her forehead. She couldn’t even remember why she was here or how she was here. The man shook his head. “No, you don’t need water, sweetheart.” He stood up from the bed which Samantha realised was soft and comforting and went to the other side of the room. He poured something in a tumbler and soon he was tilting the rim to her lips. Whatever it was, the liquid was delicious. Samantha gulped it down,
Myra My days weren’t getting any easier. Without Damian, Akira had become weak, and although Violet said that she would be back after mourning the loss, I was not sure. So far, my wolf’s responses have been feeble, in small hums and grunts. But she refuses to take over. Even when training I try to involve her, but she just retreats somewhere at the back of my mind. “Take it easy for now,” Brandon had said when during a sparring match between Jamie and I, he had accidentally attacked a little too aggressively and since I was not prepared, I had received a bruised jaw. Jamie had profusely apologized and when Brandon advised me, I could see his eyes filled with pity. I hated this. But I didn’t want them to be at the receiving end of my anger, so I barely nodded and went back to my room.
DamianMother stared grimly at me. “Why did you not tell us that you found your mate and an...omega at that.” The way she uttered the word made it sound like it was something derogatory which made me clench my fists. But knowing my mother, I remained quiet. She wasn’t the kindest mother or a motherly figure to begin with. Therefore, arguing with her was meaningless.Melissa continued toying with a Rubik's cube but chose to not comment or interrupt for once. I closed the book I had been reading with more force than necessary. “Did you come to my study to tell me that? If so then let me ask you, why did you hide the fact that I was hybrid all those years ago? Why did you let the Queen turn me into a pureblood?”My mother was taken aback and even Melissa sat
Myra I bounced my legs impatiently as I waited for Andrew in his study. The man finally decided to show up after a week of being MIA and I found out about his silent arrival in the evening when Violet informed me about him asking me to meet him. But when I entered his study, it was empty. Fidgeting with the hem of my sweatshirt, I contemplated whether I should stand up and go hunting for one particular old wizard or just stay here and anticipate his arrival. I blew out a shuddering breath and leaned back on the couch. My gaze wandered from one book-filled shelf to another. Had I been a bookworm, I might have whiled away my time by reading a book. “Waited for long, I presume?” I yelped when his voice broke the silence in the room. He looked haggard. His eyes had sunken, and his c
Damian As I walked down the corridor, I tried not to flinch at the guards bowing at every corner. I have not been here since forever. How ironic was the situation that the very place I tried to avoid is the very place where I will be staying for some time? My parents were elated to hear my decision, but Melissa had looked at me dubiously. When I stood in front of the courtroom door, the guards asked for the scroll as per usual. I handed it to them. Who uses goddamn scrolls in this century? They pushed open the door once they had finished going through it, bowing as I entered. I swept a glance across the room. All important aka power-mongering vampires and wizards were present in the room. I squared my shoulder and started walking towards the Queen, who had stood up and was desce
Myra The ceramic bowl slipped through my fingers and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. “Woah there, are you okay?” Jamie hurriedly came to my aid, getting a dustpan from somewhere and sweeping away the pieces before depositing them into the bin. I, however, stayed rooted to my spot, beside the breakfast bar, staring blankly at my trembling fingers. What happened? What just happened? I blinked back to reality when I heard my name being called. I turned to look at Jamie, who was staring back at me, his worried-filled eyes assessing my expression. “Myra? Are you feeling well?” I nodded dumbly at the question. My mind felt like mush, lethargically processing the statement. “When..when did you come?” I heard myself asking. Jamie’s brow creased. But instead of answering, he