Chapter 50ISLA'S POV Sayora’s house smelled strongly of burnt sage and herbs. It was the kind of smell that took roots in a place. A smell that made it look like the house was built around it. It was neither pleasant nor foul. I sat in the middle of the bed, my eyes fixed on the lone flame from the candle she lit. Nocturnal sounds surrounded us and I heard a growl from somewhere. I shivered. Sayora adjusted her glasses on her nose and continued humming as she crushed something in a pot. There was something electrifying about the tune she was humming. It made the room warm in a way fire couldn't. I let the quilt slip off my shoulder as her voice washed over me. I could see her watching me from the corner of her eyes. “You have barely said a word today. Is your voice gone? Did my charm fail?”I chuckled and shook my head. “No, I'm good. You haven't said much either.”She raised a brow. “So we're playing the silence game? Fair.” I smiled. I loved being here. With her. Inhaling her h
CHAPTER 49LUCIENI was beyond convinced that things couldn't get worse. It was the only consolation that I clinged on to. But each time that I try to plunge myself into these delusions so I wouldn't lose my kind entirely, something that I didn't expect keeps on happening. It was almost as if the universe was taking every opportunity to throw everything that it could at me and with each thing it threw, a little part of me was breaking. I don't know if I had it in me to keep on taking whatever was thrown my way and as much as I didn't like to think of myself as fragile, there was no accurate word that was enough to describe the state of my mind right now, aside from ‘fragile’. Why the hell did Tarlyn keep having the upper hand over me? What on earth was she doing that I wasn't? My breaths came out in short and heavy puffs. My heart was racing and it was suspended in a state of endless frenzy. I was pacing back and forth. My legs were slightly weak and my muscles were screaming a
Chapter 48LUCIEN'S POV “Lucien, you're here,” Yvonne said trying not to sound surprised. She wiped her hands on her skirt and walked to me. “Hello Yvonne,” I said slowly and she squinted. “Have you been drinking, Lucien?” I took off my glasses and she gasped, taking several steps backwards. I knew my eyes were bloodshot. “My goodness,” She rushed forward and held my face in her palms. “Is everything okay? Talk to me please. When was the last time you slept?”“The night before she left,” I muttered and tears formed a thin film over Yvonne's eyes. “But I’m fine. I just need to find her.” “Shut up,” She sniffed. “You are not fine. Look at you. You would fall sick if you continue like this. Do you think she would be happy seeing you this way?”“I just need her to come home,” My throat burned and I could taste the tears I refused to shed. “She would come home, baby. She will,” Yvonne pulled me in for a hug. “I would give you something to help you sleep.”I walked into the infirmary
Chapter 47TARLYN'S POV Dust clung to my clothes and hair as I rode back to the pack. I could even taste it and see it on my lashes. I was going to need a serious bath. “Where are you coming from?” Callen said as I returned the horse to the stable. I was startled and tried to remain calm. I shut the door and turned to him. “I didn't know you were the new employee here,” I kissed my teeth and turned to walk out but he grabbed me by my arm. I looked down at his hand on mine. “Let me go.” “Not until you tell me where you took that horse too. The last time…”“I took it for a run. Racing.” His eyes thinned. “You know that's a lie.”“Tell me about it,” I yanked my arm away. “Whatever you're planning will come back to bite you.”I rolled my eyes. “Tell that to your little princess.” He chewed on his inner lips and walked out of the stable. I needed to find another way to get around because I knew Callen. He was watching me now and might place orders that don't let me get away with an
Chapter 46 ISLA'S POV I opened my eyes slowly and the lights blinded me for a few seconds. I closed my eyes and slowly opened them. I was staring at an old ceiling. It seemed like it could use a fresh coat of paint and a few repairs. I tried to sit and pain shot down my spine. I froze and winced. My body didn't seem like mine. It felt too heavy for me to move. I moved one hand and then another before trying to sit again but it didn't help. I turned my neck to scan the room. Where was I? My head banged and I couldn't even remember coming here. I closed my eyes trying to remember how I left the infirmary. The smell of eucalyptus filled my nostrils. Slowly, the memories started returning until they pressed around me. I felt like I was drowning beneath them. My eyes shot open and I snapped into a sitting position. The pain that coursed down my spine made me grit my teeth. “Easy,” I heard a voice, smooth as silk. I turned to the door and a woman stared back at me. “You were badly injure
Chapter 45 TARLYN'S POV Everyone had a long face around here and I didn't like it. Even the sky had been gray like it had been mourning Isla’s disappearance. I sit on my bed running my fingers through the sheets. I looked at the clock above my bed. I had to meet Kane in about two hours. I made a sound in my throat as I tapped my foot on the ground. Where could Isla have truly gone to? Who took her and why? I hated that someone had been faster than me. A part of me was glad she was gone but another part wanted her to be gone by my hands because only then would I be assured of a clean job. Whoever took her might bring her back or she might wander back. I kissed my teeth. I had to find her. I hear a scream from the courtyard and rushed to my window. I craned my neck trying to see what was going on there. I threw on a robe and ran down the stairs to the courtyard. Serena was in the courtyard staring at the guards wide-eyed. “What do you want from me? I didn't do anything,” Her lips qu