MasukMahogany appeared in the woods — a sacred garden hidden among tall trees and shrubs. It was beautiful and colorful, filled with flowers and herbs.She was dressed in a purple gown with a red cape. Her perfectly curled, heart-shaped lips and thick lashes framed her face. Her raven-black hair shimmered beautifully in the light.Anyone who saw her would gasp at her beauty. She was stunning and graceful, but in truth, she was older, around thirty-two and had lived far longer than most knew.She held a wooden basket carved from fine oak, wrapped carefully with petals.Bending down, she gently picked a purple-hued flower, her soft hums filling the entire garden.This garden — Halvoc, they called it — was hidden from everyone and everything. Dangerous. Outlawed, they had tagged it. But she could walk here with her head held high, because she was a sorceress.Someone had asked for a potion, a forbidden one — and only she had the power to make it.She needed herbs to create the mixture, a liqu
arma stared at the painting on the wall. It was mysterious—splashed with multiple colors and brushstrokes that clashed and blended in strange ways. A Viking-like man held a sword, a massive wolf standing proudly by his side.She didn’t understand the painting. In fact, she didn’t understand any of them. For two whole hours, she’d wandered through Raze’s halls, studying every piece of art that lined his walls. She wanted to know why he liked staring at them every morning—or during his walks. Right now, though, they all just looked like nonsense.“Grasp anything yet?” Lucy asked.Karma sighed. “No…” She turned to her. It had been days since Raze and Serra left, and still no sign of their return. She was bored to death.“Give me something to do before I die of boredom,” Karma groaned.Lucy arched a brow. “Perhaps painting—or a walk in the garden could help,” she suggested gently.Karma scoffed. “Bori—”She froze midword. Her ears twitched at the faint echo of footsteps—heavy, deliberate,
I watched Mira being dragged down the stairs; her eyes glared at me. I could see the rage in them but also disbelief."I'm you, Luna. Pregnant with your pups!" she yelled, but Kael turned a blind eye.It made me smile. When a man wanted a woman for power or any purpose, he could do anything blindly — Kael was that man.Although Annie and Lucy had informed me Lucien was a devil, a demon in sheep's clothing, I didn't want to believe it.He had always been there for me, had shouted at Kael when he insulted me, and always had my back. I didn't want to accept that someone like that could be cruel.Staying here, I wanted to get closer to Lucien and find out why he was nice to me — what that woman had said. Maybe I needed to know more. My revenge was more about betrayal ... there was more to Kael actions"Nice acting," I heard Raze whisper in a low, husky voice, making mg doubts vanish and my pride took over."Well, I have to learn from the best," I said, flinging my hair back. Raze chuckled.
Serra's POVI slip into Mira's room. I shouldn't be here but still I am.Lawrence said pale blood is bad for a pregnant Luna. Either she's very sick or her pups are in danger. I should be looking for proof, anything that hints she's hiding something, but my hands tremble instead."Isn't it too bad for a Luna to sneak into another Luna's room?" Mira's voice came from behind. A smile curved up to my lips. Confidence — that's all I need to walk out without her suspecting a thing.I turn, flashing a smile. "Come on. Can't I visit my sister anymore? Is our relationship that bad?" I said softly yet she scoffed."You snuck in," she snaps...I yawn, mocking her."Really? So visiting my sister is sneaking now?" I ask, staring at my freshly painted fingers like it's the most normal thing in the world."I caught you," she insists. I laughed it off."How low of a Luna... to accuse without proof," I say and tilt my head, looking her dead in the eyes."You shouldn't speak to a Luna in that tone," sh
“You damn bastard,” Val rasped, baring his fangs and glaring at Kael, who smiled ear to ear.“You let her escape,” Kael said, clicking his tongue. “Tsk…how unprofessional.” He said, his voice was smooth, mocking.Val laughed, bitter and anguished “You captured a witch, and let me feed on her? I’m glad she escaped.” Kael rolled his eyes at his words. He turned and stared at the vampire he had caught—bound through thick and bone.“What hurts a vampire…” Kael mused, pacing until he reached the table stacked with tools.“Garlic? Holy water? Crucifixes? Sunlight…or perhaps fire?” Kael asked mocking, his eyes on his desk filled with instruments of torture.“You pathetic madman,” the vampire cursed, chuckling....letting his dark laughter fill the room. “Those things do nothing.” He sneered, and Kael grinned.“Hmm, yet they hurt you…” Kael said, and lightly sprinkled holy water. The vampire shrieked the instant it touched his skin.He lurched backward, glaring at Kael with killing intent but
THIRD PERSON POV"Can’t we leave now?" Kira asked.Leigh shook her head, turning her gaze to Dee, who lay sleeping on the bed."If we try to vanish with her, she could be severely damaged. She needs strength to be able to do that. Leaving in a carriage is worse," Leigh said, and Kira heaved a sigh."If they find out she’s missing, they’ll surely come after us. We have to do something," she whispered."The only thing we can do is give her time to heal," Leigh said, and Kira inhaled sharply."You’re right for the meantime. I’ll try to camouflage us," she said, standing from the ground and walking to the center."Delmazorri Ghalli.........""You don’t have to do this," a faint, low voice whispered—dripping with weakness and pain.They both froze, turning to the sound. Dee was staring right at them, her sapphire-blue eyes sparkling in the dark, her radiant black skin shimmering."You guys should leave. You shouldn’t have been here in the first place," Dee said, staring at her injured arm,







