Se connecterWe all pack very lightly. I unzip my duffel bag, throw in a few changes of underwear, a few pairs of jeans, tops, toiletries, and I'm done. He has already done packing as well. He zips up my bag, hoists it over one shoulder while carrying his own leather duffel bag in his other hand and we make our way down the stairs. Julian is sitting alone at the breakfast table, munching on his bowl of colorful Froot Loops. His hair is nicely styled but still damp from the shower. I eye the Domenico Vacca duffel bag at his feet. This prince really likes his luxury. "Did you just get in?" I ask him. "Yeah, about less than an hour ago," he answers. "I'll catch some shut-eye on the plane." It sounds like everyone has the same idea. I'm still feeling very tired. Caspian pulls me to him, and I curl up in his lap and yawn. It's too early for me to have breakfast. Silas and Selene walk in not long after. Silas is carrying a duffel bag and a small suitcase. I assume the bright yellow suitcase must b
Apparently, Vivian and her friends caught a red-eye flight to Germany last night. I think she starts to feel comfortable and too cocky that she managed to escape so far. Silas has their men waiting at Frankfurt International Airport, Germany. He also has some men stationed in Dresden, where her family and most of her accomplices live. It's only 5 am. and I only had a few hours of sleep, but we don't want to lose ground on our lead or let the trail goes cold. Caspian knows that I'm still tired and a bit sore, but he said I could sleep on the plane. The intense pain I felt yesterday is now just a little twinge and only hurt when I move too much. I'll be back to normal by tonight. Caspian keeps my passport with his. I don't know how he managed to obtain a visa for me to travel to Germany so quickly. I guess that's one of the perks of being a Lycan Prince. It suddenly dawns on me how powerful he really is. It just occurred to me that if I changed my mind about being his, there's no plac
Silas leads the way. Once in a while, he stops to decide which way the wind blows and which way the scent really comes from. We don't have to travel very far in the forest. The scent leads us to a small road, and it ends there. We conclude that she must have driven a car from that point on. Knowing Vivian, they decided to follow the road to the North since that would lead to the nearest civilization, instead of the hills and endless highways. They're careful to stay close to the trees, and they're very fast. I close my eyes and listen to the whooshing sound of the wind in my ears. They run till we reach a small town. We are now out of the Shadow Geirolf Pack's territory. There's nothing much in this small town that I can see except for a small gas station, a convenience store, and an auto repair shop. There are so many possibilities from that point onwards of where she would have gone to. Silas tells everybody to split up and sniff around. I'm still on Caspian's back, and he
"Sweetheart, open your eyes, talk to me. Sweetheart." He sounds anguished. His hands cupping my cheek. My eyes feel so heavy. I'm so tired, even my heartbeat is slowing down. "No! No, no, no, no. Open your eyes, Livana!!! Look at me!!! I said look at me!!!! No, you don't get to leave me. Come on, sweetheart. Please, open your eyes." Crashing anguish, sadness, and desperation. I feel it. I do. I struggle to open my eyes. "Please. I'm begging you...if you love me, you won't leave me. You promised me. Livana!" *I love you.* I want to say. I'm just so tired. That's all. Just let me sleep. Just one minute. Just one minute. "Why isn't she healing???" he's desperately asking somebody. I know why. "Hel… nalin...toxin," I mumble heavily. I manage to open my eyes just a little bit. Tears. My mate has tears in his eyes. Why? His beautiful silver-gray eyes turn black, then back again, then back to black. So tired now. I'm drifting off. "Helenalin Toxin?" Selene's voice. Too fa
I can't seem to take my eyes off of Bane. No! I feel like I was going to puke my guts out. The smell of blood and death is overwhelming.Bane. I had been trying to keep him alive. Despite what he did to me, it shouldn't have ended this way."Now where is that toxin?" she mumbles, searching the floor of the tiny room.I shuffle my feet slowly while leaning against the wall. My chance of getting out of here is pretty slim, but I'm going to keep trying."Ahhhh... there it is," she exclaims, standing over Bane's still figure. She picks up his bloody arm and I can see Bane's hand still tightly gripping the syringe. She pries the needle off his stiff, broken fingers.I almost weep when I see that it's empty. Bane must have squirted it all out before Vivian attacked him."Damn it!" She hurls the syringe across the room. She's about to kick his unmoving body but changed her mind when she notices the pool of blood gathering around it. Probably thinking about her precious Louboutins.I hear foo
CASPIAN'S POV“I can’t believe we’re on an errand to pick up a table on a Friday evening,” mutters Julian. He is now sitting in between Silas and me in Aurelia’s father’s pick-up truck. Silas is driving.“Stop whining, Your Royal Highness. You know you would do anything for Livana,” comments Silas drily.“Well...maybe, but we’re not getting the darn table for Livana. This is for her friend, Aurelia,” Julian keeps complaining.I’m proud and happy that my pack has grown to accept my beautiful sunshine so readily and love her so deeply. In fact, I think they’ve already started to love her three years ago when I first broke the news that I’ve finally found my erasthai. Who wouldn’t? My mate is lovable. A bit quirky maybe, but that’s what makes her absolutely adorable.“Aurelia is Livana’s best friend, ergo we’re doing this for Livana. Besides, we could’ve left you there at Aurelia’s if we knew you’re going to whine like a three-year-old,” I return.“Oh goddess, have mercy.” He shudders. “
I was trying. That was the embarrassing part. I was actually trying to feel normal again. The movie playing in the background wasn’t even interesting anymore, but Aurelia kept reacting dramatically to every scene like she deserved an award for emotional support. “That man is definitely the killer,”
The days following the rejection passed in a blur of silence. It wasn’t that I couldn’t speak; it was simply that nothing felt worth the effort of moving my lips. Home had become quiet in a way that didn’t feel peaceful, just heavy and still. I stayed in my room most of the time, staring at walls t
I didn’t know why I felt lighter that morning. Maybe it was because I was almost eighteen, or maybe it was because school would finally end soon. Or, more likely, I was just tired of feeling uncertain all the time. Aurelia was already waiting near the lockers when I got to school, though Vesper an
Morning came slowly. I was still drifting somewhere between sleep and being awake when my mother’s voice cut through the room. “Livana. Wake up.” I pulled the blanket higher over my face, prompting her to snap, “Livana. Don’t start today.” A second later, the blanket disappeared completely, and col







