MasukAyla’s POV“You can't do that." We all turned towards the door and Elia stood there, her little body wrapped in her nightdress, her dark hair messy from sleep but she looked everything but pale. I looked down at her barefoot and at her hand gripping the edge of the door as she stared back at us. I didn't know what exactly was going on. One minute my daughter was laying on the bed almost lifeless and now she was standing right here. I dragged my feet closer. "Elia? Are you okay?”She nodded but then turned to Ivy. “Going there won't help." I stared back at ivy and then at my daughter. " Elia?” I came closer towards her, like any careless step and she might just slump to the ground. The moment I reached her, I dropped to my knees and pulled her into my arms. “Oh, my baby.” holding her tightly, pressing my palm against her forehead. Her temperature was normal and the fever was gone. Just like that?Something was definitely wrong but still, my heart broke from relief. "Hey,” car
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
Kallum's pov. The ritual was set. All we needed was Ayla. Her blood would seal the ritual. The blood of a lunaris wolf to complete everything. The power she would emit would enable us to fully surface and fully reign over every living creature. Including these measly humans. ‘SEATTLE’ I read.
Third person's pov Ivy didn't sleep till it was morning, she came down from her room around minutes past eight after getting prepared to see Erebus. She had made up her mind to try to pry information out of him about the Darkforce, even if it was the tiniest bit of it. “Are you going somewhere?”
Third person's pov Aiden understood the decision of the prosecutor hired by the guilty fans of Elara regarding his mother. He came home after drinking to find his mother missing. It was a good thing she hadn't escaped before they came for her. And now she was in a rehab center, watched by paid c
Third person's pov The news of the fashion tycoon stepping down was apparently everywhere. Ayla had wanted the attention shifted from her but that was not happening anytime soon. Meanwhile Clara had gone off to her private house. Though it didn't take long before Ivy came knocking at her front d







