Her heart raced. She was overly aware of his touch, even though his gloves served as a constant obstacle. “Maybe because most of the brides left behind in my head are those ones that want you dead.” Something dark glinted in his eyes. “Do you want me dead, Donna?” The heavyweight she used to feel in her chest was still there, although it no longer felt as heavy as it used to. Her rage towards him was no longer as blinded as it used to be. Somewhere along the lines, something has changed.“No.” There was a spark in his eyes. “I don't want you dead, Eli.”His voice sank into a low chuckle. He leaned forward and his sandalwood scent flooded her senses. He was too close and his presence reminded her of how “even closer” he used to be. Her eyelids fluttered and his scales held her gaze.“Happy birthday. I really thought we would spend the day differently. You have no idea how many plans I have made for this in the past.”“It is past midnight. My birthday is over.” She said with a
The men walked through the forest, moving quietly.Until they got to a point where they stopped.Witcher Galdur, the one wearing the white robes, held up his hand and they all stopped. “We still have to capture the last one,” he said to the men behind him. They were all wearing robes but of a darker shade and color. “You,” he pointed at the one carrying Aniya.“But Witcher, if we are separated from you, the guards patrolling will see us.” He responded with concern. “He will go with you,” Witcher Galdur pointed to another. “That way, you will remain unseen.”So the group split into two, the spell of invisibility over them. As they raced against time before it would expire. One took the left turn and the other took the right, agreeing to meet at a particular spot in some minutes. Therefore, Belladonna and Aniya were taken to two different places. ______Witcher Galdur went along with three men, one of whom was carrying the Bride. Everything was quiet and some guards made a fool o
Chapter 72 - In His PlaceGaldur and his group had only walked some distance further when they encountered the King on the road. No one survived a dragon’s flames. Galdur knew this and he had surrendered, taking it upon himself to give the Bride personally to the King. That was when their gaze had met and the King's steps had flattered when he looked beyond them into the trees, his eyes reflecting the fear that consumed. Galdur wished that he could see what the fear was.It would be an absolute honor to know what built fear in the heart of the dragon. But one couldn't have it all.It was harder to break into the King’s mind though, however, Galdur had too much experience and witchcraft by his side to make it work. He turned and they left. If he was lucky, their Fears would kill them and they would have one or two less supernatural creatures to deal with. The Balance would be regained and his vision would never come to pass.______Eli bathed in his own blood.The talons of the
Alaris looked on, stunned. The woman's headless body rolled on the floor along with the veil that concealed her face. The gem she had in her hand did the same, before her headless body fell back with a thud. In the next moment, everything about the woman vanished including the dagger that was dug deeply into Eli’s lifeless body.Wait— lifeless body?“Mortal.”There was no response.“Brother?”Still no response.He quickly crawled to Eli, whose eyes were still open but he obviously wasn't seeing anything. “No. You stupid mortal.” Alaris' hands trembled, as he tried to stop the bleeding from the gaping hole in Eli’s chest. “How dare you let someone else kill you. It was supposed to be me. I wanted to kill you myself!”He shook him vehemently.“Wake up. Don't die like this. Ahhhhhh!” He yelled, still shaking him vehemently, a string of curses beneath his breath. Tears welled up in his eyes as they turned golden and snake-like, his growl of grief filled the air. His hatred for Eli seeme
Aniya was no longer unconscious but the state she was in wasn't anything better either.She was bleeding and screaming in pain. Zesika was running around to try to find something to help the situation but everything she did was a complete fail. “She is dying, Milord,” Zesika declared in a shaky voice, while the rest of the Physicians that were in the room tried to preserve Aniya’s life. At this point, Aniya’s veil was long gone and the scar she had hidden from everyone was out in the open for them to see. Her face was smeared with the blood that drizzled down her nose as she struggled on the bed and begged to be killed because the pain was too much to bear. Eli had stayed long enough to observe that there was a high probability that Aniya wouldn't be shifting. However, he ensured some guards were left behind in the room just in case anything were to go out of hand, ensuring that they were armed with swords made out of silver. They had been rare to find.“I will be back,” Eli said
Belladonna had seen them leaving the room and she had decided to join them. So, Eli, Belladonna and Alaris were in the dungeon to question the “lycan” as Alaris had called him. Eli had done the duty of filling in Belladonna everything she had missed about the creature and what had happened tonight. Belladonna wasn't pleased at all that her sister had almost died. “What if this happens again? What does he want with her? It must be the creature in Aniya? How can we get it out?” Belladonna has as many questions as Eli, if not more. When they stepped in, Belladonna’s eyes landed upon the threat to her sister’s peaceful existence. He looked like a man that had experienced too many wars to the point that his eyes now looked dead and tired from the horrors they had witnessed, yet alert. His sleeveless top and shorts were made out black fur cloth. He looked strange. Belladonna didn't like the aura she got from him, it made her tense. Something in his eyes made her think he was here t
A soulmate? That sounded so ridiculous it made her chuckle. “What is that? How are you even supposed to know that? You don't even know her. You don't love her, you don't know her enough for that.”His expression did not change. “Her eyes tell me the instructions of the Luna. When our gaze met, I felt it deep in my bones that our souls aligned.”That sounded even more stupid. Just looking at someone couldn't be the defining state for things of such gravity. Alaris' eyes glinted at Belladonna’s outburst but something about this didn't feel as entertaining. His smile vanished when he saw Eli pull her away from the bars, his eyes zeroing in on their point of contact. For some reason, that was disturbing. Belladonna was starting to get mad again. Violence, how wonderful. Or was it?Alaris remembered what had happened last night, how she had given into the violence in her, and how she had regretted it after.Although things like this were fun for him, she would hate herself once th
“I am the one with the string,” Belladonna said when they locked Galdur up and left the room where they had been interrogating him.They were now in the sitting room of the Village Head’s house. There were only three of them here. Zesika was still with Aniya and Lytio was busy with other things, including taking care of Arlo. “You can't believe a word he says, you know,” Alaris said, leaning against the wall but it didn't seem like Belladonna could hear a word he was saying. “The red string is connected to me and it will bring Kestra back,” Belladonna mumbled to herself. “I told you that I could feel it!” She snapped, turning her attention to Eli who went rigid immediately she turned to him. He stood from the sofa slowly. “I understand how you feel,” Eli said, “but we must be logical with our decisions. The Witcher would say anything at this point and we cannot trust him. We can not believe him until we see this thing he claims has landed in our Realm.”Belladonna shook her head,