ВойтиJulianna POV
I smiled as I opened the door of my room and almost gasped at the sight of the vase space before me, the room was enormous! With Living room, kitchen and there are two more hallways. It felt like a house rather than a room.
The interior theme is black and the furniture theme is white. There are paintings hanging on the wall.
"Roommate."a voice said, I looked at the one who's spoken. I saw the woman leaning against a wall.
Her long black hair that is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants.
She looks like a rebellious girl when you look at her with the chewing gum in her mouth leaning on the wall and cross arms.
"Welcome roommate! My name is Lyra Bloodworth, and I'm your beautiful vampire roommate!" She exclaimed, transforming into a bat and then flew closer to me and returned to her human form.
As she stood before me, my gaze was drawn to her mouth, where two razor-sharp fangs gleamed in the light. Their shiny surface seemed to reflect the dim glow of the room, making them appear even more pronounced. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I struggled to swallow, my eyes fixed on the deadly-looking teeth.
I felt a bit scared but she smiled and said"Ughm ... Can you speak? Hello? Can you see me?"
I blinked so she laughed.
"Hi?" I felt awkward so she smiled.
"Did I scare you? sorry about that." She said and smiled. "Don't worry, I don't drink human blood. I prefer drinking pure blood of animals." She said with a chuckle.
"Ughm ... Do you have a name? If you don't have any, I have a name for you." She said so I laughed.
I relaxed a bit and introduced myself "I'm Julianna Harris."I said with a smile.
Lyra face lit up "Nice to meet you Julie!" She said cheerfully and took my hand.
"Let's go explore our room together!"
"This is my room." She said and opened the black door. I was almost amazed at the theme of her room. Witch theme and there are voodoo dolls on her table side.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm a fan of Witches but I'm a pure vampire, so don't worry." She clarified with a laugh.
"And this is your room!" She said cheerfully and opened the black door and exposed me to the black room that was not yet very decorated.
"Your room has no decoration yet but it has a nice aura and I'm sure if you put decoration on it, it will be nice. I can help with that if you want" She asked me so l shook my head and laughed.
"Don't worry about me, I'm sure I can handle that." I said.
"Okay. If you say so." She says.
She walked me around our room and only now did I realize that our room had a comfortable bathroom with a swimming pool and a massive TV screen in the common area. Okay so this school is really amazing. Complete with appliances.
As we continued the tour I asked "How long have you been here?"
"Just yesterday." She replied. " I just moved room because my old room will be renovated and turned into a room for the Thanes.
I was curious "Thanes...?"
Lyra laughed mischievously "You'll meet them soon. I'll tell you later in the dining hall because there's a chance we'll see them." She said so I nodded.
Just then the room shook.
Earthquake? I said in shock
Lyra laughed "Don't worry it's not natural, the youngest of the Thanes did it." She said
I raised my eyebrows intrigued by the abilities of the Thanes
"Huh?"
"Yes, Scott Thane did it, don't worry you will get used to it." She said so I was even more curious about the Thanes.
Julianna POVThe cheers from the arena still rang in my ears as I slipped out the side door, the sound fading behind me like smoke. My legs moved on autopilot, carrying me down the corridor while my mind stayed stuck on the vision: Scott’s body crumpled on cold stone, blood spreading beneath him like spilled wine, his sea-green eyes empty and staring at nothing. Every time I blinked, it was there—sharp, vivid, accusing.I pressed my back against the wall outside the training wing, sliding down until I sat on the cool floor. My hands shook. The new technique—the temporal shift—had felt like victory a minute ago. Now it felt like a cruel joke. I could move my body through seconds, dodge fire, reappear behind an opponent. But I couldn’t reach back far enough to pull Scott out of that future. I couldn’t even warn him without sounding insane.Footsteps echoed down the hall.I straightened quickly, wiping my face even though no tears had fallen yet. Scott rounded the corner, still flushed f
Julianna POVI stumbled back to my room, my legs feeling like they belonged to someone else. The vision replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn't wake from: Scott on the cold floor, his sea-green eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, blood pooling around him like spilled ink. Crimson everywhere, soaking his shirt, his hair matted with it. And me. Standing over him, helpless, knowing somehow it was my fault. My chest tightened, breath coming in shallow gasps. How could I have seen that? Was it a warning? A certainty? Or did our journey to the past change something? Whatever it was it cracked something open inside me, and now this... this horror was leaking out.I pushed open the door to our shared room, the familiar black-and-white theme doing nothing to ground me. Lyra was lounging on her bed, flipping through a dusty tome on witch lore, her long black hair cascading like a curtain. She glanced up, her fangs glinting in the dim light from the massive TV screen on the wall.“Hey,”
Scott POVThe words hit her like a thunderbolt. Her eyes widened, something deep within her snapping. The entire chamber began to shake, pebbles rattling across the floor. "You... killed him?" she whispered, her voice trembling with building rage. Then louder: "You killed him!"With a guttural cry, she yanked her left hand free, the branched stone chains shattering like glass. Impossible—those were benched stone, it should weaken any elemental! She tore the right one apart next, the fragments crumbling to dust. Power radiated from her, raw and untamed, the air crackling with electricity.Veyra's smirk faltered for the first time. "So this is the power of the Primarch," she said, trying to sound confident. "Guess what? I have it too." She raised the staff high, summoning even more revenants. They surged toward Seraphine in a wave of earth and flame.Seraphine moved like lightning—literally. Bolts of electricity arced from her fingertips, blasti
Scott POVAs we delved deeper into the chamber, the air grew thick and musty, laced with the scent of damp earth and ancient stone. Torchlight flickered against the jagged walls, casting long shadows that danced like specters. Throne led the way, his steps purposeful and unyielding, his the wind swirling faintly around him like a protective cloak. I followed close behind, my heart pounding in my chest, a mix of adrenaline and lingering exhaustion from the time jump. Julianna was right at my side, her eyes wide with determination, but I could sense the strain in her—her mana had only just replenished, and we couldn't afford any slip-ups that might expose who we are.The chamber opened up into a vast cavern, its ceiling lost in darkness. In the center, illuminated by a circle of glowing runes etched into the floor, stood Seraphine. She was chained to a massive pillar of what looked like twisted, veined stone—branched stone, I realized with a chill. Her head hung low, her hair matted and
Scott POVThe fall wasn’t long, but it felt endless.Stone rushed past, then nothing — just darkness and the sudden slam of my body against rock. I hit hard, shoulder first, then rolled. Pain exploded through my ribs, my back, my skull. I lay there for a second, gasping, tasting blood.The cave was small. Rough walls. Low ceiling studded with dull gray veins of benched stone. I knew the moment I tried to summon fire but nothing. Not even a spark. The power just… slid away, like water through fingers. My wind wouldn’t rise. Earth wouldn’t answer. The stone up there was draining me faster than I’d ever felt.I pushed myself up on one elbow. The air was cold, damp, smelling of wet rock and old iron.Footsteps.Slow. Deliberate. Coming closer.A section of the wall slid open, just a narrow slit, wide enough for a face.Veyra.Her eyes gleamed in the dim light. Calm. Almost amused.“I had a feeling you were up to something,” I said. My voice came out rougher than I wanted.“You were right,
Julianna POVWe left the burial ground before the last mourners had even turned away.The hill felt colder than it should have, the wind carrying the smell of fresh-turned earth and pine. Scott’s face was hard, eyes locked on the path leading down to the elder hall. He hadn’t spoken much since the guards took Seraphine, just one sentence, low and certain, like he was trying to convince himself as much as me.“We’re not waiting for them to decide her fate.”I didn’t argue. The guilt still sat heavy in my chest, sharp as broken glass. One second. I had held Liora’s hand for one second before I let go to help an old woman who’d fallen. One second. If I hadn’t, Cassian wouldn’t have had to run. He’d still be here, teasing Seraphine, ruffling Liora’s hair, alive. But the timeline had its own rules. Changing it could erase Scott’s entire childhood, erase him. So I’d stood by while a man died to save a child.And I hated myself for it.We went straight to Thorne.He was alone in the yard beh







