LOGIN“We should have seen this coming,” Darth said to Cassian as he returned to his chamber, “And I really don’t think midnight is a good time—you should see the healers first,”Cassian paused, “Why?”“The seizure you had earlier,” Darth easily lied, “Eloise and I had found you in the interrogation, right before you recovered.” The truth burnt at the edge of my tongue, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to say it, even if I tried.“I’m fine,” Cassian said, then his gaze shifted to me, “Are you alright?” he questioned, I hadn’t expected the softness in his voice.“Y—yeah, I’m fine.”“You don’t look so fine,” he noted and he wasn’t wrong. I was as tense as a guitar string and I couldn’t wait to have Darth as far away from me as possible, because maybe then I’d be able to think clearly.“I’m about to watch my husband engage in a fight till death, of course I’m not ‘fine’,” I reminded, and while that wasn’t a lie, it wasn’t the whole truth either.“You have nothing to be worried about,” Cassian
ELOISE POVI was very aware of Darth’s presence, he walked a few paces behind Cassian and I. Of course, Cassian must have questions as to why he’d woken up in the interrogation room, but I was sure Darth had already cooked up something to tell him by then. It took a bit more effort to keep up with Cassian’s wide strides, and noticing that, he slowed down.Keith—Cassian’s uncle whom I’d never met was at the judgement room, seated in the throne-like chair meant for the Alpha. A sign of disrespect, but from the looks of things, that was exactly the message he wanted to pass. He hadn’t come alone, with him were at least six dozen men, all armed to the teeth, there were pack members too present—mostly pack soldiers, and commanders, but also a few brave souls who stood as witnesses. Keith had long black hair and blue eyes which had an uncanny familiarity to Cassian’s. He was slightly shorter than Cassian, but what he didn’t have in height, he compensated for in his muscular build. He was
I recalled the dream I’d had of the red-haired woman in chains. “I’ve stayed here longer than I should. I need to return,” she’d said and when I’d asked her where she was returning to, her response had been ‘To the stars.’ I didn’t understand what she meant then, but now I did. I understood why she’d looked as if she were in pain, it was because she knew exactly what was going to happen if she remained here.“You’re wrong about me,” I said to him, “I am a werewolf, just like any other.”“But you’re not. You wondered earlier if it was strange for a werewolf to have pure white fur—yes. It is rare because it has never been. It is a symbol of your purity.”“You haven’t told me what it is you want from me,” I reminded.“Partnership.” he said, “I realized I didn’t have to kill you, that would simply be a waste. You are as much my blood as hers and so, I want us to work together. Soon, the moon goddess would be no more and only then can Hades retake his place. Together we will purge this ea
The eerie feeling grew with each passing minute. The silence between us felt heavier than ever.I spotted Katalier walking towards us, but the moment she sighted us, she turned around, as if considering taking a different route, before thinking better of it.“Hey,” I said to her, but she gave no response as she walked past us, her head down. What I didn’t miss was the dark circles around her eyes and how she’d kept her gaze away from Gideon.“What is wrong with her?” I asked Gideon and he shrugged uncaringly. That too was strange, he was always one to speak up for her and now he didn’t seem to care in the least what could be going wrong with her.He led me down the dungeons. “What exactly is Cassian doing here?”“He didn’t say, but what he did say was that he didn’t want to be interrupted.”Gideon led me to the interrogation room. I stepped in and he followed in next, before shutting the door behind us.“Where is he?”“Over there,” he pointed to where Cassian laid on the floor, shir
I woke up with a start.“Bad dream?” a voice questioned, but it wasn’t Cassian, it was Gideon leaning by the door. I robbed my eyes.“No, just a… strange one.”“What was it about?”I thought back to the ‘bottle of tears’ and decided it was too weird of a story to share.“Can’t remember. Where is Cassian?”“He had something to attend to.”Gideon looked away when I stepped out of the sheets naked. I headed to the dressing room and threw on an overly large shirt over a pair of cotton trousers, before rejoining him.“Have you ever seen a white wolf before?” I asked, and he froze at the question.“What?”“When I shifted, I noticed the color of my fur had changed, it was… white. Like white-white.” I recounted.“I think that’s really cool,” he said after a moment of silence and I smiled.“It is. But it’s also very strange.” I pointed and he nodded in agreement.“I’ve never seen a white wolf before, but I’d love to see one.”“I can’t really shift at will,” I truthfully admitted. The last ti
ELOISE’S POVWhere was I? The building looked nothing like others I’d seen before. It was old, with vines crawling up its cracked walls and floors. Whoever stayed here must have long abandoned the place—or so I’d thought. Then, I heard the soft music—there were no words to the song, but still it sounded sad, like a plea for help. I followed the beautiful sound, desperate to find its singer. The further I went, the darker and mistier the place became. I stepped into a room which was almost completely overgrown with vines, and there a woman sat. Huge chains had been secured around her wrists, ankles and neck. She had red hair strangely similar to mine and I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I knew her. Her song came to an end and finally she stared up at me. She had blue eyes—dreamy, hypnotizing, eyes that seemed to steal the breath right out of my lungs.“I know who you are,” I said to her.“Yes, you do.” Her voice was just as beautiful as the music she’d been singing and I couldn’t
CASSIAN’S POVIt’s been exactly twenty-two hours since Eloise had disappeared into her room, and as the minutes turned into more hours, I couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing and why she’d refused to leave her room.Just then, I heard a rap on the door. And there she was, standing by my door
ROSALIA’S POVThe Netherlands was divided into different zones due to the population of the pack. Zone one was the wealthiest, they had the good jobs, the good houses and everything else the other zones were striving to get. Zone two were for the commoners and mid-level members of the pack. And the
I knocked at Marcene’s apartment. In my hands were flowers I’d brought Layla. There was no response. “Marcene, I know you’re in there. Open up!” I called. The mid-wife hadn’t been very happy with the recent changes. I could understand that she feared Layla would be taken away from her, but what s
JEFFERSON SCOTTIt still felt like a dream. I almost couldn’t believe she was actually here, and yet she was only a floor away. After all the years of searching, I’d finally find her.That should be more than enough, and yet stupid as it sounded, I hoped for more. I hoped that by some miracle thing







