登入Ayla's POVI let the words of the maid sink in, and my knees immediately weakened, but not weakened enough for me not to brush past each and every one of them and made my way down the corridor. And all I could hear pounding in my ears was the frightened voice of the maid and her exact last statement. Oh goddess. Please..My heart hammered against my rib cage as I reached the children's playroom where he was. My little egg was laying beneath the blankets, his tiny body trembling violently and he continued to whisper something.Like he was chanting. My hand flies over my mouth. His face was flushed and beads of sweat trailed all over his body, from his forehead down to his. Killian appeared in the room a minute after, his breathing ragged. I dragged my legs towards him. “Find the guest wherever she may be and bring her, now." Killian ordered immediately. Lowering myself beside the bed there, he didn't stop shaking nor did he stop muttering inaudible words.Like the visual ima
Ayla's povThe second she opened the door to me, I saw the startled expression on her face and the way colour had drained from it. Then she said something about a revelation spell before walking away from me. I peeped into the room to find my daughter still laying in the bed, unmoved before turning to me heels after her. “What happened in there, Ivy?" I asked. “We should prepare for the spell." She said, I grabbed her arm. “Can you at least tell me what you saw.. or.. or felt or something?" She looked down at the hand I held and tried to wiggle herself free. "Ayla.. I'd very much appreciate it if you let this go for now and let me focus on what's important.” She flickered her fingers and I suddenly felt a force pulling back. “Ouch." I released her hand to nurse my wrist. She had just indirectly confirmed what I had been on about and yet somehow, I was still the one being treated like I was imagining things.“Great then." Throwing my hands in the air out of frustration as I wa
Third person's pov The palace didn't look exactly as Ivy remembered it, the stone walls were not towering as they built on it, the gardens were not greener and filled with flowers almost covering the path to the forest where Aiden died. They were now silver banners dancing in the wind. The moment ivy stepped through the gates, something felt… heavier. There was a heavy gush of wind and it felt tense. She barely had the time to register it when Ayla called out to her, a familiar, soothing but more matured voice. “Ivy!” Ayla yelled as she fastened her pace towards her and threw her arms around her, burying her face into the crook of her neck and ivy did the same. to Ivy, Ayla looked almost the same even though her hair had grown longer and she had the feature of a parent. her eyes seems brighter and her she had increased in size. never in a thousand years would ivy imagine Ayla in floral gowns with her hair braided down to her waist. like she was those character fr
Third person's POVSeattle had become a home in ways Ivy had never expected.She hardly indulged in any spells or did anything with her magic except she needed to get water from the kitchen up to her room.Life was peaceful when it came to her living with Clara.Just having her around was the definition of peace. A smile formed on her lips the second Clara pulled her back against herself.She pressed a lingering kiss to Ivy's forehead and then watched the smile turn into a giggle. They had been dating since and recently engaged. Clara found peace in Ivy's presence and vice versa. “You've been thinking too much,” she murmured, trying to clear her mind about what happened the day before yesterday in her office. “The anniversary is tomorrow." She said, “And?" Clara shrugged lightly. “Well when you have a fiance who's known in six different countries, I guess a little anniversary can get you nervous." “Hmm" she pouted. “nothings going to go wrong, we are just going to get through
Ayla's POVKillian came rushing into the bathroom the second I screamed out his name. The mirror had shattered, its broken pieces littered on the bathroom floor. “What is it? What happened? Are you okay?" His gaze swept across the bathroom and as he carefully came to get me, avoiding all the broken glasses on the floor. I stared at the mirror blankly, my breathing ragged because frankly, I had just seen a ghost.How do I explain that I hadn't simply seen a reflection? I had seen… him. The darkness I believed we had buried years ago smiled at me and until I had Killian's arms around me, I struggled to steady my breath. "Hey breathe, breathe.”I looked up at him, my chest aching. "We need to check on the kids.” He stared at me confused, whispering tutorials on how I could steady myself. I held on to his arm. “We need to check on the kids, now." My babies. I could be hallucinating but I wasn't fucking deaf. My feet carried me down the hallways with Killian yelling behind me t
SEATTLE.Third person's pov Clara sat behind her marble desk. She had most of the things in the office refurnished, why? She was tired of staring at an item that belonged to Ayla and ended up in tears right in her office and when someone stepped in, she'd struggle to wipe those tears off. A picture frame of both of them on her table was vaguely enough.Luxurious Lara's was now officially the largest fashion company in the whole of the United States of America and literally everyone working with them were more foreign than native. And most times when she closed business deals, she thought of how photogenic Ayla was and how she would be the perfect figure to take business pictures like this. Clara took a deep breath, brushing away the strands of hair from her face. But there was no Elara. There was no El. There was only Ayla and Ayla didn't belong here, she belonged back home.Her phone rang for the second time today. She knew Ivy would be so pissed about her spending her time
Ayla's pov It had been minutes since Aiden left. He didn't turn on the bedroom lights, only pulled the drapes low enough so the light from outside seeped in. I tried not to focus on anything other than the act of being perfectly still. I took deep breaths, letting my grip rest on the edge of the
Killian's povThe good thing about ‘my awakening’ as Ivy would describe it. Was this light weight I carried around, apart from the usual feeling I got about the darkness and everything even though my main concern was Ayla right now, was calmness. I wasn't scared of anything, of my brother coming
Ayla's povIn my dream.Killian and I had a pretty daughter, he wouldn't let me name her after my mother so he called her Drusilla. I thought it rhymed with dracula the vampire so I wrote on her certificate ‘Celeste’ Ironic how I woke up the second I was about to reach in and plant a kiss on her
Third person's pov The room was quiet. Both rooms.Clara sat on the edge of the guest bed, her hands clenched tightly on her lap. Her knuckles were pale and her back was stiff. Her eyes stared straight ahead, unfocused and glassy. Like there were traces of tears threatening to spill. She had no







