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Marcus Kane (POV)I can't remember the last time I felt this good about myself without complicating things. Clara was embodied with a natural gift that calms my nerves and makes everything make sense. I planned to come back home before breakfast so I wouldn't miss or interrupt it. But leaving her took great effort.Completely lost in her presence and her dove eyes which understands basically everything. Even though she might be a nut case at times."You will be fine, I promise, moreover you can just call me whenever you want to talk to me," Clara said, escorting me to the garage where my car was parked last night."It wouldn't be the same as seeing you physically, can you come over if work closes today," I asked, not raising the glimmer of hope in my mind as I sat in the car while she rested against the door."Ahhhh , I'm not quite sure but I will if possible," Clara responded, it's Saturday, what else could she be doing after work. I nodded in agreement.I drew her closer and kissed
Elena Torres (POV)I was rooted to where I was standing with my right hand still shooting out in the air in shock. Selene was writhing in pain at the bottom of the stairs, a pool of blood surrounding her as she cried out loudly in pain."No, no, no, I didn't do it, I swear on my life. I didn't even know she was behind me, I only moved to the side and she fell," I rushed to explain without being asked, beads of sweat forming on my forehead making my make up feel sticky and itchy.Trepidation settled on my shoulder, shoving itself into my face as it danced to the beat of an unseen drum."How could you do this to your fellow woman? Are you so jealous and heartless to the point that you wanted to see her dead? I can't believe the kind of creature that you are but one thing is certain you are evil and one deserving of death," Margaret screamed at me, her green eyes blazing with fire and hot hatred towards me.The maids who were at the table dishing out the food stared at me in total disbel
Elena Torres (POV)The following morning, rays of warm sunlight poured into the room from the high windows whose curtains had been pulled aside. The sunlight casted the shadow of the welded windows on the bare floor, forming a rectangular shape with small boxes in it.I yawned loudly, stretching and groaning as my bones made a funny sound. My hair was rough and all over the place and the duvet was almost on the floor. I pulled it up, yawning again, laying down in bed. I closed my eyes in sleep disguised as meditation."Get up woman, don't sleep the day off, breakfast is in twenty minutes," Andrew's deep voice vibrated through the walls of the room, resounding in my ears.How can someone sleep late and still wake up early? I wondered, ignoring his words, eating breakfast together is not compulsory while making it a ritual here."It's a family breakfast, you don't want to be on mom's bad side early in the morning," Andrew warned, which made me flung my eyes open."You can just tell her
Elena Torres (POV)My eyes watered immediately, gasping for breath and trying to hold on to anything my hand could find for support. Andrew kept patting my back gently to ease the tension in my chest. Everywhere was blurry and I really thought I was having an episode and my life was actually slipping away before my very eyes.This wasn't my first time sneaking out of the room into the kitchen anytime I'm thirsty and peeled apples instead. Moreover I loved the juicy taste of it and the calmness that settles on my shoulder after munching it bit after bit."There is bottled water upstairs, why bother to come all the way down to the kitchen. What if I didn't return on time? I can't just understand how you act sometimes. Raise your head up a little bit for more air," Andrew instructed, panic hanging on every thread of words he spoke.'Well I was just talking to Cece before your arrival,' I wanted to respond but did as he said instead. I could feel irritation clawing at his straight face.A
Elena Torres (POV) I woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty, my throat was dry and sore. The room was pitched black and Andrew's side of the bed was cold as ice. I could remember us going to bed together.I furrowed my brow as I groped through the room, running my hands over the door, I lowered it and found the handle. Relief coursed through me as I pushed the door open, a gust of fresh air slapped me in the face. Walking down the hall to the kitchen to get water.Hushed tones were heard, and my frown deepened wondering what could be going on. The big Italian clock says past three in the morning. It's too early for morning chores, supposing that is what this was about.I quickened my pace, feeling dehydrated more than I was before. I ignored the maids standing by to quench my thirst first. I took a long swig from the neck of the bottle. The cold water coursing through my throat below. I dropped the bottle on the table and moved to the fruit section.Madam Cece, the one in
Andrew Kane (POV)Mother was about to speak when she was interrupted by a loud deafening scream. We were all taken aback, staring at each other's faces with unasked questions.Our gaze drifted upstairs, where the scream came from. I shrugged, resuming our conversation. The scream interrupted again, this time it was louder than the first.Mother and I exchanged a knowing look before I bolted towards the stairs. The scream sounded like Selene's voice, I was already at her door in a fraction of second.Selene was lying on the floor with her legs spread apart and she was panting as beads of sweat formed on her forehead.LFeeling lost at what to do, I rushed to her side. Holding her hand, she held me tightly, sobbing silently."Are you okay, what's wrong? Do you need to sit on the bed? Talk to me, what's going on?" I asked in a fit of worry, staring at her pale face."We need to get her to the hospital immediately Andrew, quit asking her questions and start moving," Uncle said, standing a
Elena's POV"That's impossibleThe words came out flat. Dead. Because my father was dead. Had been dead for years. Everyone knew that."I know what I saw," Marcus said firmly. "Three wendigos lugging a man. And he cried out your name. He said his name was Victor Torres.""Could be a trick. Kael try
Elena’s POV“Let her go!"Andrew’s voice rang out through the air, ragged and urgent. I struggled against the hold of Kael’s wolves, their claws digging into my arms enough to bruise.“The trade is easy, Andrew.”Kael’s hand clutched the nape of my neck, his touch possessive and freezing. “She goes
Elena’s PovSunlight seared my eyelids open. I groaned and turned over again, my hand landing on warm flesh instead of an empty bed.My eyes sprang open.Andrew rested beside me, elbow raised with elbow bent and arm propped on the elbow as if watching me with an intentness that made my stomach flip.
Elena's Pov *It’s been twenty minutes since the occurrence," Andrew said directly. "Hardly time enough yet to consider oneself having waited."*"Long enough for you to..." Selene’s gaze slid over me "...get reacquainted, apparently."The implication remained unsubtly latent. Some of the councilors







