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SKYLA. Night has fallen, and I am packing up. Dad doesn’t want me here anymore and, in all honesty, I can’t blame him for worrying. I scan the boxes I’ve packed, there aren’t many, and my suitcases are almost done too. This sure was short-lived. Royce had offered to help pack up, but I told him I’m all good, besides I know he’s barely slept, and I have a feeling he has a lot to deal with, with his own Dad. I had seen the looks his father had been giving him and there is clear tension between them, unlike Aleric who seems to be in his father’s good graces. Speaking of the cunt, I had told him to come down and I didn’t want Royce here when I called him. I’m so fucking pissed at that snake. Seeing the way, he was behaving at school… fuck how blind was I? He is such a fucking suck-up. I saw how what happened with the witches affected Dad. I mean he has always done everything for others, trying to protect them, doing what’s right but I also sensed his struggle… He stood down because it
ALERIC. I catch her before she falls to the floor, watching as the contents of the syringe empties into her neck completely before slowly removing it. My heart’s thumping as I look down at her. How dare she disrespect me? I feel angry at her, and at the same time, I want to claim her and make her mine, break her to submission. I slip the syringe into my pocket, grabbing her face tightly in my hand. She’s much more beautiful when she’s not awake… When she isn’t so arrogant and feisty. Soon…. Soon she’ll become mine, she’ll obey me like a bitch does her owner. I chuckle darkly at my thoughts, leaning down and kissing her lips softly. Ah, she tastes delicious… I glance around the bathroom, contemplating my next move, before turning and carrying her out of the room. She won’t remember any of this in the morning. Her stupid cat hisses at me as she rushes to Skyla the moment I place her on the bed. The dumb feline darts at me, scratching me across the face and I snarl, the sting bu
ROYCE. “There. All better.” Kiara says, stroking Malevolent’s head before she leans down and kisses Skyla’s forehead. “Thanks…” Skyla says quietly. Kiara looks concerned, but she doesn’t say anything more to Skyla. I’m sitting beside Skyla, and it’s the first time I’ve seen her so scared and upset. Her heart was thumping hard for the entire drive here and there were times when she had been close to tears, which only made me feel useless - knowing she’s hurting and there was nothing I could do to help. Even when she forced herself to eat in the car, for my sake, she didn’t have an appetite and she could only think of Malevolent. I had told her not to force herself. Malevolent means the world to her. Only when her Mom had healed Malevolent did her troubled emotions calm, but for some reason there is guilt in her eyes. I hope she isn’t blaming herself for the fact Malevolent somehow got injured. We’re at the Night Walkers Pack now. We had arrived here as fast as possible, and Sky
ROYCE. What on earth… The hair at the back of my neck stands on edge and I break the kiss, turning towards the door, my eyes flashing. Then, I hear it. The footfalls, albeit quiet, seem to ring in my head and I frown. I’ve never felt such power… Someone steps into the entrance and I find myself looking at a tall, muscular, well-built man that isn’t just omitting an immense aura, but he himself is the entity of pure power. He must be nearly 7 feet tall, with a head full of black curls. He’s wearing sunglasses despite being inside and he has an angled jaw and a light stubble. He’s dressed in black jeans, boots and a baggy t-shirt with a few necklaces, one that stands out with a crystal at the end. His attention is on us. The power radiating off him is so intense that even Malevolent wakes up and runs off to the corner, hiding under a table before curling up and settling to sleep again. “I seem to be intruding.” He says, raising a brow, and I realise Skyla is still in my lap. I l
SKYLA.Mama had made a delicious meal, and Royce had not failed in complimenting her several times, making her blush happily.“No really, it’s delicious.” Royce says as he eats Mama’s signature brownies with hot custard. “You went out of your way to make so much.”“Oh thank you, it really wasn’t much at all!” Mama exclaims, waving her hand.I cock a brow.Wasn’t much? She went full out with six different dishes and three desserts…“You are too modest Kiara.” Royce replies, placing his spoon down, and I can’t help but notice the way his tongue runs along his lips.Yeah, Mama had been adamant he calls her Kiara. I bet Dad wouldn’t be happy with these two getting on so well, but with everything going on with the witches and the death noodle, he had to stay down there to deal with matters.Night has fallen and Mama has told us to stay the night, and to be fair, I don’t mind. I need the break away from everything and even better; she was insistent that Royce also stay, and that is something
ROYCE. I don’t know exactly what happened between the siblings, but when Skyla’s face lost all colour, and I saw the guilt and regret in her eyes, I had had enough. Standing up, I had excused us and led her out of the room. She refused to speak and instead had led the way upstairs to her bedroom where Kiara had told us, she had placed some fresh items of clothes for me. The moment the door shut behind us, I locked it and then turned to Skyla, who walked over to her walk-in closet and began rummaging for something. Her movements are rushed, and she’s knocking things as she does. “I’ll shower first if that’s ok.” She says, as I hear something fall and break. I walk to the closet, sensing her aura rising fast. Her claws have come out and I can see the white hair beginning to sprout from her arms, and the hair on her head is beginning to turn white. “Sky.” She ignores me as she bends down, cursing as she picks up the ceramic box she has broken. “Fuck.” She mutters as it cuts into
ROYCE. My eyes flash as I look at her sharply. “You don’t mean that… What did he say to you?” I ask, my suspicions confirmed. “Answer me Skyla.” “Just the truth,” she responds bitterly, but I can hear the sadness in her voice. “His opinion is not the truth.” I answer, clenching my jaw. Despite my anger, I caress her cheek gently. Don’t push me away… “Dante… knows a lot.” “He isn’t God.” I counter coldly. She scoffs lightly. “He kinda is….” She murmurs, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice breaking as she continues. “What he says is mostly true. He said I’ll destroy you, and I probably will.” Destroy me? “I don’t believe that. Even the gods are not always correct. I will fight all odds for you Skyla, ask me for anything and it’s yours. If destruction is what my future is, then so be it, because there are no others by whose hands I would want to be destroyed.” I let go of her, and gently take her hands in mine, I hold them to my chest as I gaze into her eyes. “Yet you a
SKYLA. The temperature has dropped a little, and I can hear the sound of gushing water. No matter how tempted I am to take a peek, I won’t until he gives me his permission. I am super curious to know where that water is coming from. I can feel soft powdery snow beneath my feet, but somehow… it isn’t cold. It’s falling from the sky too… Has he somehow transported me somewhere? “Open your eyes.” He says, I obey and it takes me a moment to realise we are still in my bedroom. The walls are covered in ice and two waterfalls seem to be running. Soft snow is falling from the ceiling, which is covered in a mist and snow covers parts of the ground aside from where the river flows across the room, connecting the twin waterfalls. My gaze falls to the bed where there are petal-shaped shimmer white petals. My heart thuds as I turn my gaze back to Royce, as sexy as ever, as he stands there with brilliant blue eyes. A Kingdom of fucking Ice. Fuck. How wouldn’t I be in love with him? He is