VIOLET
Luther Vladimir tells me all about Wolf, about Katrina and her return from the Orphena when the former Orpheuns died at the hands of my mother, about what he did to Wolf, about the offer of Katrina and Wolf’s offer of having him talk to his dead wife once.
This enrages me. Wolf did everything without even asking me once. He should have told me about it beforehand. I am not a puppet who is supposed to do everything he wants me to do.
At last, Luther Vladimir tells me about who killed his wife. “ A western coven Witch — Gysla killed my wife. ”
This makes all my anger disappear at once.
“ Does Wo — Liulf knows who killed your wife? ” It’s a stupid question, I know. But, I have to ask.
“ Yes. He does. ” Luther replies without giving it a second thought.
I suck my lips in my mouth, my wide eyes flickering acr
VIOLETTalk about bad luck and bad planning at the same time.I sigh, hanging my head. Should I tell him the truth?Wouldn’t he be more angry because I wasted so much of his time?“ What’s wrong? Don’t you want to make that promise anymore? ” Luther questions, his tone mocking me.I lift my head and look him in the eye.‘ Make a wise choice. ’ Wolf’s words echo in my mind, making me think everything through.Right here, I don’t have much options. And I lack time too.Katrina is coming here anytime soon. If I decide to not make this promise, I don’t think these Vampires will still hand me over to Katrina, but they will…hand over Wolf to send Katrina away.Knowing Katrina, I can say that she would be able to know I am here as soon as she comes. And these Vampires will fight to keep me with themselves — because I am now an asset to the King, a way to bri
VIOLET“ Viktor. You have done enough. I don’t need you to do anything else now so take your leave. ” The King is quick to correct his son’s mistake of revealing his weakness to the supposed enemy.A small smile plays on my lips as Viktor rubs the back of his head.“ Yes My King. ” Throwing me a smile of his own, he takes his leave.Benjamin follows Viktor, leaving me alone with King Luther.“ You don’t actually know how to raise a wall, do you? ” Luther whispers after a while.My heart skips a beat. I drag my tongue across my lips which still taste like blood.“ I promised to raise a wall. ” I remind him.“ But you don’t know how to do it. ” Luther voices out the truth once more.How did he know? The question strikes me.“ I have lived for hundreds of ye
VIOLET“ You do it all the time. Tell me something new. ” Wolf sighs.He leans towards the wall, resting his shoulder against it. His wrists are still bleeding and the wounds don’t look like they are going to heal anytime soon.When a werewolf gets injured with silver, the wound takes a lot of time to heal anyway.I set my lips in a thin line and drag my eyes to his face. Wolf’s eyes are closed now as he takes deep breaths.He is weak. What did they do to him to make him so vulnerable?Wolf opens his eyes after a moment and trains them on my hand which has dried blood all over it. I raise my palm to my eyes and heave a heavy breath.The wound has healed, probably due to Viktor’s blood that I drank.“ You made a blood promise with the King? ” Wolf doesn’t sound surprised at all, as if he expected me to make this choice
VIOLETViktor reaches over my shoulder and pulls the curtains over the window, blocking the sunlight.I am still in shock and denial. It was not supposed to happen. The wall was supposed to stand. I lost half my energy to raise that wall. It has always worked around me, but it didn’t work around the city.“ You said you would raise a wall to keep Katrina out. ” Luther blames me and his eyes turn red, threateningly.“ Dad. ” Viktor intervenes, coming between me and his father.My gaze shifts from Luther to Viktor and then my mind wanders off to Wolf.He is still there.I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I need to go to him.Bright light engulfs my figure and tingles rise on my body before I find myself falling into a portal.The next moment when I open my eyes, I find myself standing behind Wolf. His back is facing me and
VIOLETI am ready to do what I thought I couldn’t do before. It’s because…I am still finding it hard to believe that she is a spirit and not a…living witch.Wolf glances at me and a hint of smile touches his lips. “ It’s too late for that. Katrina will track us down. I don’t think Gysla has taught you scent hiding spells as of now. Until you learn those spells, you won’t be able to erase tracks of your teleportation. If we teleport in front of her now, it will take her only a few moments to follow us right into the pack. ”“ Are you both done talking or do you need some more time? I can provide you some time so you both can have a final talk, you know. I am not that bad, Darling. ” Katrina intervenes, her evil smile only stretching her lips wider.I look at her and th
VIOLETI force my eyes open and find Wolf dashing towards me, the Army at his back, wanting to tear him apart like he did to many. The black smoke follows him and his black eyes stare right at me as he lets out a growl. He is bleeding from different spots and the trail of his blood runs too far.My eyes close again when another ball hits me. Katrina is indeed playing with me. She wants me to ask her to stop.The pain which courses through my body and heart every time that she shoots another wave of magic at me, makes me want to do what she wants of me.I blink my eyes and see Wolf through my blurry vision.Then, my eyes shift to Katrina who forms another ball of magic between her palms and turns around to face Wolf.Fear grips my heart as I watch her getting ready to attack Wolf.Anger pulsates through me and makes me sit up on the ground. I place my hand on the ground
VIOLETI blink open my eyes and stare at the chandelier hanging by the maroon ceiling. It has subtle yellowish lights, dull and soothing to the eyes.My mind stays silent and thoughtless. I do remember what happened earlier. I do remember fainting too.Still, I want to lay here and stare at the ceiling for a while. I want to stay silent and thoughtless.“ You did well. ” The familiar voice breaks my trance of peace.I sigh, closing my eyes before I sit up in the bed. My eyes take in the room I am currently in.It’s big, all the walls are black and maroon like the rest of the castle. There is this huge bed under the chandelier on which I am sitting and only a sofa set at the farthest right corner in the room.Slowly, I look down at my body. My body is clean and my clothes have been changed into a black knee length dress.
He doesn’t look at me when I enter the room and continues to stare at the painting which is hanged in front of him.My eyes follow his gaze. It’s the painting of a severed werewolf head held in the hands of a man, whose canines are poking out.A lump forms in my throat and a shiver creeps down my spine.“ We were waiting for you Orpheuns. ” Luther catches my attention.I detach my eyes from the painting and look at him. He is not smiling, but he is not frowning either. He seems to be neutral and I don’t know if it’s good or bad.I walk forward, my slippers scrapping against the black tiled floor occasionally. My eyes are drawn back to Wolf who is looking at me this time.The wound on his head and the scratches on his face have healed to my surprise. My heart skips a beat when our eyes meet and I am sure he can hear it.Wolf blinks his eyes and looks at me from head to toe, seemingly ensuring that I