LOGIN❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ It's been five days since Zenya’s maniacal outburst. I haven't been able to get the memory out of my head. Cassius had asked and when I told him about it, his reaction wasn't too far off from what I had expected but it’d also been chilling to see, but he didn't seem to have an idea of what she had meant either. The expression on his face was grim. The things Zenya had said, they had left room for questions… What could his retribution possibly mean? What did she mean by I was just a means to an end? To what end? And… What the hell did she mean by everyone was going to die? Was that a real evil plan or a threat with more barks that bite? What was their purpose? His purpose? Where could he possibly be hiding? If he was going to seek retribution wasn't he going to at least come for his daughter? I groaned, my head was starting to pound harder these days. I haven't been able to sleep well either. And Cassius… he had gotten a whole lot busi
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ The moment the door was pulled open, I felt my resolve slowly melt away. The room was warmly lit, but the air felt even colder. And for a moment, no one moved—not me, nor the woman chained up on her feet against the wall. Her hands were propped up beside her head so they hung mid-air. Her feet were bound as well, in metal shackles that looked like they weighed tons. They glowed faintly, the crimson runic lettering gleaming as though alive. A breath escaped me. Then slowly her head rose. Sharp green eyes stole my gaze, holding mine for a long heartbeat. A sinister smile curled her lips, “Well, well… look what we have here. Sylphiette… I didn't think I’d ever see your hideous face again.” “Hello, Zenya.” I said, taking a step towards her. She snarled at me. “Be careful,” one of the guards said, stretching out his hand to block me. It's the one that led us here, “She might be chained up like that but she’s still dangerous. Don't get too c
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ I woke up to only Kian lying next to me. Cassius was gone. Of course he was. I didn't think my plea was enough to keep him locked in bed either. He had a pack to run and a villain to look out for. And after what had transpired last night, he’d probably get even busier. I reached for my son, still sound asleep beside me, my fingers sweeping through his soft hair, and the soft curves of his face. I'd only looked at him for less than two seconds, and the memories of last night flooded into my head like a looping nightmare. My eyes stung with impending tears and I closed them, resting my forehead against his smaller one and fighting the burn away. I couldn't let myself break down anymore, not after we survived that ordeal. I was just grateful that Kian made it back to me, alive and in one piece. My lips curved with a smile as I nuzzled into his warmth. That smile, however, froze on my face when I heard a voice behind me, my eyes snapping op
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ Cassius led me through the hallway with Kian still wrapped in his arms. The house was quiet—the kind that weighed heavily on you, you could hear a pin drop, or maybe that was just me. It was the middle of the night, though I wasn't sure what to expect—and I wasn't entirely sure either—but I had at least expected to see Margaret standing in wait at the front. A part of me was glad she wasn't. A part of me was glad there was almost no one in sight. We reached the bedroom and I watched Cassius tuck Kian into bed, lying him down in the middle of our king-size bed. The guilt resurfaced like a tidal wave, ebbing away at my conscience until it felt too unbearable. “I’m sorry,” the words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Cassius turned slowly, the look on his face unreadable, “What are you sorry for?” His voice was smooth despite the wist and exhaustion that cracked through. My heartbeat echoed in my ears, and every part of me fel
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ Time felt frozen for a moment; Cassius’s eyes captivated mine. My heart palpitated so hard and loud, I thought it might burst out of my chest any second. My skin burned, simmering with heat beneath my cloak, and something else… relief. But it was only for a fleeting moment until he started towards me—his gait, slow, measured, quiet, even beneath the forest debris. He held Kian in his strong arm, cradled against his torso, and clad in an all-black combat outfit; a black t-shirt that hugged his powerful muscles and black cargo pants matched with black boots made for stomping his enemies. The chaos faded into muffled, distressed sound, behind him—Zenya’s struggles and screams subdued by Gilles’s arresting form beside her—momentarily forgotten, and all I felt was him. Each step he took forward pulled my body backward, until I felt the hard, rough bark of a tree against my back, sealing my feet to the ground. There’s a look in his eyes that I c
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀“How did you figure? I was certain that I perfectly cloaked my scent.” Gilles said slowly, his voice glossed with subtle intrigue.He wore the same dark cloak as I, his face shadowed by the hood over his head and the darkness of the night. He didn't turn to look at me. Not once since the moment he stepped out of the shadows like a dark guardian.I didn't know whether to be grateful and relieved or ashamed and guilty. His presence here both rattled and filled me with a sense of ease, though faintly.The situation before me was no less risky. If anything, his presence had heightened the danger and the risks. Yet what seemed more nagging than the fact that he was here was… how the hell he had followed me all the way here without me sensing him, even in the slightest? How the hell did he know that I had slipped out of the house?Did Cassius also notice?I had been very careful when I sneaked out of the house. I was sure that no one had sensed
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀I’ve been feeling restless over the past two daysThe mental image of Zenya’s gaze; her sharp, sweet smile, when she looked at Kian kept looping in my head.At that moment, my senses had run wild. My brain had literally shot-circuited, and dread course
╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝Zenya didn’t say anything else. Her smile, though, was still plastered on her face. It was needless trying to force her to say anything anyway. I let out a quiet sigh.“Why are you here?”“What? I’m allowed to be here. This isn’t your house, you know.” She retorted
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀“But—” I started to protest.“I’m not saying that you shouldn’t, not if it can’t be helped.” He said softly, his voice dragging back my attention. “I just don’t want you to worry about it.”“I have to,” I muttered and lowered my gaze. “All of this is h
╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝Sylphie’s legs wrapped around the back of my thighs, caging me in against her. Her wondrous body responding to my touches like a damn trigger line and goddess knows that I wanted to take her right here, right now on this goddamn nightstand.I wanted to claim every







