Kylie POV:
My body is in full panic mode, I hold my breath in stupefaction as she falls to the ground.
Despite my instincts that scream to get out of this place, I take a few steps to where she fell and reach a trembling hand to check her pulse. There is none.
The woman is cold as ice, her skin the color of the porcelain, her long black hair styled in loose curls, she is wearing some dress from centuries ago that gives her an aristocratic air. Even with her eyes close, I can tell that she is stunning beautiful to say the least. And that statue she was trapped into was sculpted after her appearance.
Poor soul, how did she get here?
Who did this to her?
Then out of nowhere, her chest is rising, she gasps for air. Next thing she opens her eyes, they have the color of the sky in a stormy day, a cold and murderous aura radiating from her figure, the shock coursing through me drives me to lose my balance and fall on my back.
I start
Oliver POV:My body is fuming with rage, I slam my fist in a wall in anger, all eyes are on me and I couldn’t care less.‘He’s gone.’ My brother’s words are resonating in my ears, my brain cannot make sense of anything. I feel anger at my own foolishness.How could I have been so stupid?There must be someone that has some type of information about the witch boy, and where else can you find all the packs if not here, celebrating my fucking nightmare, dancing on my dire misery.I try to keep my mind clear and my rage in place despite the strong emotions I am experiencing, but it’s not working. Before I could conceive a strategy, my impulse and my despair get the best of me, I begin interrogating all the guests, asking if whether or not they knew Jasper’s identity or where to find him.Some seem annoyed by my inquiries, but most of them appear to be actually worried, making promises to provide assistan
Killian POV:“And you mean that human girl might give birth to the half-blood from the prophecy?” I scoff, what I am hearing is utterly impossible, I refuse to believe it.After all the efforts I made to take control of the demon wolves, the supreme sacrifice I had to perform to make them obey my commands for no great power comes without one, after everything, does she want me to believe that a simple half-blood offspring would overpower me? Maybe when hell freezes over.I gave up something valuable, if Kendra would know what really happened to her mother, if she would know what happened that day, she would never speak to me again, or worse.“What I know is that the one thousand year seal was shattered, my magic is slowly crumbling, I can feel it in my bones, and it happened the moment she entered the land of the damned.”Shock is coursing through me, I drop myself on the couch, there are too many things that I might l
Kylie POV:I take a step back, my brain struggling to come up with a solution, but it’s clear that even if I give it my best shot, I cannot escape her. Maybe I just have to surrender, after all, I’ve been running for hours and I am exhausted to say the least. It’s not good for the baby either, my angel needs to be healthy and strong.After drawing the conclusion that I have to confront her, I push forward, closing the door behind me and walking to the table where she is, pulling a chair and leaning on it, I do need some rest.“Good choice. You had no chance in outrunning me anyway.” She declares nonchalantly, as if reading my mind.Can she do that? No, there’s no way, I am just panicking.“I guess you’re right.” I utter.“I’m sorry about earlier. Everything was a blur in my head, but I am starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I still don’t have the whole pic
Kylie POV: There are some prominent lines between her eyebrows, anxiety is surging in waves from her. She rubs her temples, her eyes are shut close, the image in front of me is truly heartbreaking. I wish I could do something to offer comfort and ease her pain, but I can’t think of anything. “There is this weird feeling I’m experiencing, as if I’m searching the corners of my mind for pieces of memories, only to find the shelves empty.” She explains, her tone laced with a mix of anger, confusion and disappointment. Truth be told, I am curious too of her origin, of the reasons someone had to trap her in here, of her connection with this place. Out of nowhere, the walls of the small cottage are fading from existence, we are entirely out in the open now. My curious regard falters and turns to one of worry, I am practically shaking in fright. As quickly as the walls faded, a new scenery replaced the old one, rendering me speechless. My eyes
Oliver POV:Nothing. We got absolutely nothing.I swear I’m losing my fucking mind and I don’t know what to do or whom to ask for help. The ones that I can request assistance from are already here, by my side.I have no witch acquaintances beside that Sandra, and she vanished along with Killian in the blink of an eye, leaving me with no choice other than to presume they are involved somehow. In fact, I’m sure they have some connection with everything that’s happening.Then there is Blake. I can tell that he is more than what meets the eye, but I have no idea how to reach him. I am surprised that he didn’t show up by himself for I’m convinced the news about my mate being lost has already spread like wildfire through the forest. He helped her before, won’t he help her now as well?I’m inwardly screaming in frustration, it’s already been a fucking day, what if something happened to her?No n
Oliver POV: To say I was surprised to see Kendra and Blake together is an understatement, I was beyond shocked. Yet right now, what counts is to find a solution to save Kylie. Kylie. My love, my other half, my life. It seems like ages passed since I last held her into my arms. Everytime I think about her, my heart sinks from my chest, a stabbing pain is throbbing in my head and I find it difficult to
Motherfucker!Even more mystery.“What’s wrong?” Kendra asks, dissecting me as if she’s trying to penetrate my mind and suck the information out.“This fucking design, it was on Kylie’s pendant. The one that Jasper gave her, the one with the compass inside, the same compass that guided her to the land of the damned.”She studies the design with interest, recognition dawning on her, or so it seems.“Ohh! Now that I delve into it, I’ve seen it before, a long time ago.”“Where?” I grab her shoulders and squeeze them roughly, until I notice Blake fuming as ready to engage. I let go of her. “Sorry!” I mutter.
Oliver POV:“So you’re working with Killian! I should have known! Did he demand you to trick Kylie? To trick me?” My blood is reaching boiling point, I have to fight the urge to beat him to death.Slow and cruel, painful death. I would have killed the motherfucker the moment I registered his presence, if not for the fact that I might get information out of him. I don’t care what methods I'll be forced to use, I’ll break him. In fact, the more violent, the better. I am dying to burn up some steam, my wolf agrees with me completely.“She is such a gentle soul, she trusted you blindly! I trusted you and you betrayed me!” I punch him in the liver, and it takes all the willpower in the world to stop at just that.No, never mind, I throw another punch to his face, and next thing I hear is his nose cracking. He had it coming and better be grateful that I have some self control left.“Oliver!” Ken