Mag-log inAyla's POV The house had the same architecture structure as her house from before but the interior was completely different and the air around here? Completely strange as well. Ivy explained that they got the house after she was back from the pack the first time and it was the only house fully reeking with spells. They all sat on the couches opposite each other while Killian was resting in the room inside. Ayla sat with her kids by her side, they clung to her and she couldn't help but keep her guard up. She hated it, having to question the trust she had for the people she loved. My eyes darted from ivy to Clara twice before I cleared my throat. “My husband was shot so close to the heart…” I looked up at Clara. "It was as though whoever shot him wanted him to die.. and you say you know something about this?” I couldn't help but fail to keep my tone in check. "Hey, you're not gonna make this sound like it's her fault or she had anything to do with it…” ivy put in.My eyes darted
Ayla's POV “You needed to see the way Elia ate all her pancakes, if she was at home she wouldn't….I was interrupted by a loud ringing echoing in my ear drum. The bang was deafening and as soon as my hand flew to my ear, my knees went weak immediately. I fell to the floor on my knees. Groaning till the pain reduced and I rose up immediately, perhaps Iris had conducted a spell but then there was Killian laying on the floor, moving slowly with blood pooling around his chest side and smearing to the ground. My hand gripped the edge of the counter as I pushed myself up. “Killian?" I looked around and turned back to him as I heard him choke. I moved my feet towards him and the sharp smell of zinc and something else that made all my food father up to my throat lingers in the air. Is this some sort of prank, if it was then my heart was already racing twice as fast, already wishing whatever was this should stop. I met Killian's eyes as he choked out blood and almost immediately I sc
Third person's POVAn advanced witch like Ivy couldn't just leave the kids without some sort of spell over them last night and because of that, she knew Clara wasn't day dreaming having overheard them talking, basically because she heard them as well.And today, she decided to get a lot of candy to get the truth out of them and make them tell who exactly the ghost grandmother is. Ayla was out with Killian in the kitchen while she directed the kids to sit on the bench in the garden. “Alright, I want you kids to guess why you're here." She crouched with a forced smile.She was bad with kids even worse when it came to making them like her. Both Elia and Aegon glanced at each other before turning back to her with the same blank expression. Ivy looked between both of them. " So what, none of you can guess?” Silence. She sighed as she rose up, handing over the candy she had been holding behind her for the past few minutes. " Here, take this as a start.” The twins turned to themselve
third person’s POVThe office was busier than usual and for Clara it was more than normal. As she walked past the lingering paparazzis and through the front door, she waved a hand to almost everyone that greeted her. Her secretary followed right behind her. “Any important schedule for the day?" Clara asked. “No ma'am, just files that need your signature, the meeting with vanity fabrics was cancelled last minute, it seemed as though they ran into some problem." “Mhm. Less work load for me then." She smirked as she got into the elevator and reached her floor. "If it's something important, press down the intercom for me, if not… don't disturb.” She instructed. She got to her office and tossed her bag onto the couch by the side and slumped on it. Closing her eyes and relishing her life.Clara thought of places she could go with Ayla, even though she was a mom, it didn't mean she would be limited to fun stuff. Then the word rang in Clara's head. A mum. She wanted to be a mum. Sh
Ayla's POVI felt warmth when I opened my eyes to the ceiling that looked entirely different from ours. I narrowed my gaze to the side and there was Killian sleeping so peacefully with his arms around me. Tears ago in this same city, I could stay in his arms forever and wish nothing more than to remain there until we smelt each other's body scent. The mark burned faintly when I adjusted, reaching over to plant a small kiss on his lips before turning the other way. It was still seven am but that was just the time needed for my kids to eat. I climbed down from the bed in just my panties then I went over towards the couch at the end of the room and draped the robe around my body before knotting the belt around my waist. Taking one quick glance at Killian before leaving through the door. I went over to the other end of the hallways and opened the door slightly, just enough to peep if they were awake and when I found them still sleeping, I cornered a small smile before closing the d
Third person's POVIn the kids room, the glow from the night lights were much brighter than the ones from the pack.The human world. It was something they definitely heard almost everyday from story books and mythology but had never thought in their wildest dreams that they would actually get to see the tall street lights and the trees with scanty leaves, the rowdy streets and unnecessary lights. It was unlike anything they had ever seen. And the tall blonde lady that hugged them? She wore a different type of clothing and her accent was entirely different. Elia remained still with her eyes closed while Aegon was the complete opposite. He was the one staring at the lights and when he got tired, he turned over and over before sitting upright. The energy in the room was calm but Aegon wasn't. “Are you awake Elia?" He asked. Aegon shifted. "Elia? Elia Reid I know….“You're gonna get us scolded if you keep whispering like that." Elia snapped as she rose up from her bed, pressing a
Third person's pov Ayla called Ivy the second she got a hold of her phone, she sat on the edge of the bed as she dialed the number. Ivy had never called her so many times. She assumed it would be something important or something about the prophecy.But then she listened to the voicemails first, I
Ayla's pov To me, the house now felt like home. It felt like a cage. I paced the living room for the fifth time in less than five minutes, trying to figure out if Killian had mentioned him going anywhere but there was nothing. My heartbeat thundered louder than the ticking clock on the wall and
Third person's pov It was hard to tell Clara that her bookstore was in the center of the city but her real home was a cottage like house in the woods far from the big city, filled with spells and all other witch things. So she spelled the owner of a modern apartment downtown and took Clara there
Third person's pov Ivy had tried to lose herself in her bookshop. She recalled how she swiftly packed her things and fled the scene of naked Clara on her body. So she went back home and opened the book shop like nothing happened. The bell above the door chimed softly as the morning passed, custo







