เข้าสู่ระบบCHAPTER FIFTY:Azrael’s POV:I jerked awake, my heart squeezing tightly. I'm not sure why… It felt like I was being forced awake. I must have dozed off a bit waiting for Saphielle to be done hanging out with my brother and her friend.I hated it. Knowing Izar has a crush on her made it almost impossible not to march down to his bedroom, beat him to a pulp, and drag Saphielle with me but I was choosing to be civil for her. Hell, I've been so civilized these past weeks watching all three of them hang out in various places on campus while he makes her laugh and spoils her like she belonged to him.I guess watching him with her was the prize I had to pay for stalking her daily. I'd like to think I was being mature and confident, that I'd already won her over, and that's why I hadn't acted like a caveman, but that wasn't the truth. If anything, I knew Izar hadn’t confessed his feelings yet, he's awkward when it came to things like that which is wild considering the fact that he was a ve
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: TW!!! Saphielle’s POV:My feet kept hitting the ground as I ran with no destination in mind. The wind brutally slapped and hit my face, drying the tears on my cheeks. I need this to be a dream. I need this to be a lie. But the ache in my chest proved it was all real. Leanne and Kasper betrayed me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know how I'm supposed to react. How do we come back from this? Goddess, why does it hurt so much? It hurt so much, it felt like I was going to die. Too tired to keep running, I stopped, hand to my knees as I bent over gasping for breath and sobbing loudly into the night. It hurts. It hurts. How can I lose my best friend? How? I can't lose her but I can't stand her either! I'm going crazy. I—WHACK!!!!Something hard and sturdy slammed against the back of my head. Pain exploded in my head, throbbing behind my eyes as I collapsed to the ground. WHACK!!! It landed brutally this time, knocking me unconscious and the
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT:Saphielle's POV: Is it wrong to spy on your best friend? Izar said it wasn't wrong. He said he understood that I had been so worried about her, and even though she would get mad if she found out, she would realize that I hadn't done it with bad intentions.So, yeah. This was me, boarding this ridiculously expensive cab to trail hers—I guess I had no right to complain since Izar paid for it anyway. He offered to take me but I needed to do this myself, and I'm sure she'd recognize his car. It was a hassle getting out of his home without Azrael noticing though because I was supposed to speak to him after hanging out with Izar and Leanne. I could see Leanne’s car parked outside the gym. Odd.“I'll get off here, sir. Thank you.”The cab rolled to a stop and I got off too. My heart was racing as I took careful steps toward the building. I froze when Kasper came out and Leanne grabbed his arm leading him to the other side of the building which was darker and very pr
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN:Azrael’s POV:Everyone had enough reason to be worried about me.I'm worried too. I can feel how strong he is, I can feel how hard he's trying to break me. Maybe going back to Rosita was the right choice but I wouldn't. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted Saphielle and I wanted her only.I'll do whatever it takes to resolve this without letting her go. I loved spending time with her, I loved looking at her, I loved making her smile, I love how shy she can get but still very much bratty and sassy towards me. She made me feel things I haven't felt in hundreds of years and I wasn't going to trade that for the world even though that made me selfish. I lost the woman I loved to another and I won't let that happen in this lifetime.“I have the list ready,” Caspian said, pulling my attention back to him. “It contains all the girls matching the clues we were given.”He held the folder out to me and I took it, studying each name closely. “This is good… what day do you t
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX:Saphielle's POV: “What do I do, Annie?” I sighed. “I can't keep having this confusing nightmare.”But she's not listening, she's lost in her own head, her soda abandoned.I turned to Izar—we'd made it a tradition to hang out whenever we all had free periods at the same time. “Do you know what's wrong with her?” I asked.He shook his head. “Nope. She was like this the other day too.” His eyes dropped to where I had a scarf around my neck. “You sure it's no longer hurting?” “Yeah, it just looks worse than it feels.” “That's good to hear.” And then he hesitated. “You know, I could ask the high priestess for help.” I gasped, my eyes growing wide. “You would? Why?” “Well, I-I… we're friends.” He smiled nervously. “But the high priestess works for the royal family alone.” “You're right but you're my friend. It still counts as working for me if she helps my friend.”His offer is tempting. Too tempting but dangerous.I might have been able to hide my scentlessness a
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE:Saphielle’s POV: 3:18 AM.It's happening again. After that one time, it never happened again.This time, I'm fully aware it's a dream, I'm sure of it but I can't wake up, I can't move either. It's almost like I'm being forced to watch the brutal death of these people, to witness the pain of a grieving mother.As she charged toward me like she did the last time my heart jumped, I'm screaming but I'm not sure I can hear what I'm saying and it feels like I'm trapped under water. Her hands grabbed my neck like before, squeezing so hard my hard bulge. I couldn't breathe as I tried to pull her hands off me. Tears gathered in my eyes rolling into my temples as I hoped and prayed for a way out.I'd almost given up, surrendering to the darkness that threatened to consume me when I felt someone shake me wildly.“SAPHIELLE!!” I gasped, jerking upright, droplets of sweat ran down my face and back, my whole body trembling. My vision was blurry and it hurt to swallow but I co







