Se connecterAyla's POVI was sitting in the sitting room when I first realized something was really wrong with me. At first, I thought it was exhaustion and the fact that I watched my kids enter into the circle had drained me. I remembered when ivy snapped her head, I remembered how my kids reacted and I was half way through rubbing my temples when I heard it. “Ayla." Like a soft whisper in my head. I turned to Killian but he was talking to Clara and when I looked down, black tendrils had wrapped themselves around my wrists. My heart skipped two beats, racing from panic. I looked up to call out to Killian but no one was there, the children had vanished so had ivy and Clara. In front of me now stood a tall shadowy figure with no discernible face. "Hello Ayla.” I didn't like the energy emitting from him, I didn't like the smell, I didn't like his presence and the mild fear I felt from it. "Your children are fine…." The voice rasped. “For now.” I looked down at the grip around my wrists
Third person's POV A gathering never felt so cold like how the air in the sitting room was now, there was still a lingering smell of buny herbs but no one seemed to care Ivy sat on the edge of the sofa, bringing the cup of tea to her lips. She needed the strength it could give. All of it. Clara paced in from of the fireplace to the other end of the room, she stopped and let out a short breath. She glanced at Ayla who seemed strangely calm before turning to Ivy. “So, let me get this straight.” She crossed her arms. “The thing that has been terrorizing Ayla's kids is an ancient entity connected to Killian's bloodline and It was trapped in that vase, but Kallum’s little ancestral ritual disturbed it but Killian's mother urged them to break it so we'd learn about it, and now it's feeding on the children?” She stopped to catch her breath while Ivy nodded grimly. “And the only way to stop it is to find the original binding spell and use blood powerful enough to sever its connectio
Third Person's POV“Your kids are more powerful than you think." Ivy said to Killian as she lined the candles. Everyone stood from a distance, watching her as she whispered something underneath her breath, more like a chant. "They are six.” he put in, his hands closed over Ayla's. “And they threw me across the room with their mind?” She put in and when she got no reply from them, she returned to putting up the candles. “Is that everything you need?" Clara asked. Ivy looked up to her but Clara looked away. "I'll assume that's it.” She said, Ivy pressed her lips together, she knew Clara was still pissed at her but since everyone was pushing past it for the sake of knowing how to solve the problem then so was Clara. She entered the circle, carrying a small wooden box, inside were three silver candies and a handful of moon flowers.Ayla watched her during all this time, she crouched in front of her kids. Ruffling Aegon's hair lightly as she forced a small smile. “It's not gonna
Killian's POVIt all happened so fast.One minute I was hearing Ayla laugh the second, I heard the sound of something whirling to my direction. I heard the cocking of the gone and the sound of the deafening shot. Then pain. A sharp pain that couldn't be compared to and that too, right before my eyes. I saw the bullet but it was too late to leave for anywhere else so I took it and in my very own unconsciousness I saw things I would never have thought to see even in a million years. I thought the dark force was worse. This was like being thrown into a lake of fire where the demons who tormented you know your name. Everytime I blinked now, I saw Kallum’s face in front of mine, smiling down at me, whispering in my ear how he'd love for me to join him. To join the family. That was when I knew I wasn't dealing with something ordinary. Looking around at everyone. At Ayla holding onto the kids, at Ivy thrown across the room and at Clara. I didn't feel fear or anxiety. Instead an
Third person's POVIvy slammed the door behind her, pacing around the room and cussing under her breath. Clara stepped out almost immediately from the bathroom, she was holding a lit cigarette, watching ivy move from one end to another. She knew it was a bad idea to have Ivy apologize to Ayla but she had expected it to end with Ayla throwing a tantrum and not Ivy.She wiped her face with a towel and then sighed. “That bad?" She asked, holding up the stick of a cigarette “All you had to do was apologize." “Apologize?!" Ivy snapped as she turned to her from where she stood. “Why did I even have to anyway? Because she's the one with kids and that's why she has the right to blame you?" “But it was my fault though….” Clara tried to say something but then ivy combed fingers into her hair and groaned.“You keep defending her cause she's your friend, why don't you see that just because she has a beautiful life doesn't make her better." Clara sighed. “It does though." She appreciated Ivy
Ayla's POV By night, I had already taken a shower to return to Killian's side. His body was warm earlier and it was a good sign, I could swear I caught his eyes baiting the last time I check and now as I stepped out of the shower, brushing my hair in front of the mirror, I caught him struggling to sit up. “Hey, hey." Rushing up to him, sitting beside the bed, I reached for him and shifted a pillow so his head felt relaxed. "How are you feeling?” I asked, brushing some strands of hair away from his face. I caught him smiling at me before nodding. "I'm fine,a little twisted muscle here and there but I'm better now that I've seen you.” He teased me. I poked at his chest "now's the time to make jokes…” " Ouch.” He winced,husband flying up to his chest causing my heart to skip a beat,I scooted closer. " I'm sorry, I'm so sorry….” I tried to caress the affected areas until I caught him smiling and trying to wrap his arms around my waist. I scoffed. " You asshole.” He smiled wider
Ayla's povI turned on the news to watch it but turned it off after a few seconds.They did talk about her stuff but it was directed back to me, I was still the one they were looking for. After talking to Aiden that morning, I returned back to the room and Killian was already awake but still proce
Third person's pov. If it was one thing Aiden knew about his mother, it was how clumsy she was. The sedative didn't knock Aiden out the way it was supposed to. It creeped through him slowly, numbing his limbs and blurring the edges of the room. His head lolled to the side as the drug tried to cl
Ayla's pov “Elara Voss. Finally got you" She knew me. When I turned around I expected Isabella or an assassin that was paid to kill me. I could use my reflexes to overcome her but then I found a woman. Grey hair, casual clothes but not shabby and not designers. Her skin looked flawless like it
Ayla's pov I was staring into space for more than hours, it was morning now but my eyes opened when it was dark. Since yesterday I heard the knocks, I heard Ivy and Clara but never Killian. I was dumb to think he would come and apologize. Who apologies for saying the truth. While in the room I







