MasukChapter 22 : Reveals Lucas’s POV The green vines surged from the ground, coiling around me like venomous serpents till I was breathless, gasping for air. The world tilted, my consciousness leaving me slowly as I could feel my lungs getting crushed by the vines. Its thorns tore violently into my flesh, draining every ounce of life from me. “Is this how we’re going to die,” Aurora whispered, her once energizing voice, now cracked with despair. Looking around, every one of us looked extremely pale, obviously at death’s door. “Truly, was this how it was going to end?” I asked myself, my chest aching. Only Phoebe was the only one who didn’t look ashen, her brows were furrowed, her hands clenched into a fist. “I never told Phoebe…I never told her she was my mate.” My gaze lingered on Phoebe’s face, as if burning her image into my head. “Moon goddess, I swear, if granted another opportunity, I’ll fight for our love. I won’t reject her.” I took a deep breath, pure regret washing over m
Chapter 21 : Death trap Phoebe’s POVSpotting Lucas, my heart skipped a beat. Standing opposite the training room, I came face to face with a mature man that had a striking resemblance to Lucas. Black hair, 6 '5 in height and was extremely handsome despite his old age. The only difference was the color of their eyes; his were black while Lucas’s were grey. With narrowed eyes, he scrutinized my face, his piercing gaze making me freeze. After a while, he finally tore his gaze away, walking majestically. I gasp, releasing the breath I never knew I was holding. “Phoebe,” that familiar low and husky voice called out. Turning around, it was Lucas, his face rapidly turning red. “I…I don’t think you should be here,” he stammered, slightly fidgeting his hands. “Why?” I asked, my chest tightening. He immediately looked away, his eyes darting around, intentionally avoiding mine. “So he doesn’t want me? Just like the rest.” I forced back the tears that threatened to fall and turned around walk
Chapter 20Lucas’s POVWith a raised chin and straight posture, my father walked towards me, his movements steady and calculative, making the floor tremble with importance. “I heard the tournament will be ending in five days,” he said, his voice cold and aloof. My chest ached, realizing the first thing he uttered wasn’t anything related to my well-being, only to his own ambitions. He only cared about one thing: power. “Make sure to win,” he finished. “Of course Father,” I replied, bowing slightly. Slowly, he adjusted his cufflink, the gold glinting in the dimlight, his gaze locked on a distant object. The silence stretched, uncomfortable and heavy before he spoke again. “Have you found your mate?” My breath hitched, my heart hammering in my chest. “No,” I lied before my brain could process the question. A pregnant silence descended, my father turned, staring at me with narrowed eyes, his piercing gaze accessing me. “When you find her, you know what to do,” he said flatly, his dark ey
Chapter 19: Mental maze 2 Lucas’s POVDarkness fell upon us, my heart hammering in my ribs like a caged bird. Everywhere went silent like a graveyard, the air thick with unspoken fear of the unknown. “John,” I called out, but I was met with a dead silence. “Lucas,” Phoebe called out, coming out of nowhere. “You’re my mate!” Phoebe exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “I love you Lucas,” she whispered into my ears, before pressing her soft lips against mine. The scene changed, it was our wedding day, we got happily married, laughter that promised forever echoing. Then, she gave birth to a baby girl, she was a replica of Phoebe. Our days were joyful and filled with peace, and a smile never left my lips. I never wanted to leave here, it was too perfect. Then one night, a dagger pierced through my heart when I was fast asleep. My eyes snapped open, meeting Phoebe's cold and unfamiliar gaze, shattering my sense of reality. My eyes widened, unable to believe my beloved mate and wife will be
Chapter 18: Mental mazePhoebe’s POVEver since the confrontation with Hayley, I never saw her again, it was as if she disappeared into thin air. Looking towards the empty bed opposite mine, my chest tightened, feeling an empty hollow. Even though she was cold and distant, I still missed her presence.Today was the 5th day of the tournament. I swallowed hard, a knot forming in my stomach. Something about today was off, like the universe was trying to tell me something. Taking a deep breath, I dressed up, wearing a brown t-shirt and black joggers. My door swung open, Aurora’s beautiful face was revealed. “Phoebe!” she shrieked in excitement, a contrast to my apprehension. She hugged me tightly, before intertwining her fingers with mine and dragging me to the tournament ground. Today, the three powerful figures in the school were absent, instead we were given a piece of paper which read: “Survive your deepest fears and win.” The hair on my body stood, feeling a shiver down my spine as
Phoebe’s POVThe door swung open, snapping me from my thoughts. Hayley stormed in, her face a mask of sheer fury, snatching the ID card from me. “I’ve told you to stop touching my stuff!” She spat, her pitch higher than ever. “What’s the fuzz about? It’s just an ID,” I said nonchalantly, trying to appear unaffected, though a knot of unease was forming in my stomach. “Stop overreacting.” She paused and almost immediately, the room temperature dropped, chills radiating from her. I couldn’t help but take a step back, my heart doing a break dance in my chest. “Keep your hands to yourself,” she roared, her hands clenched tightly. “I never knew your surname was Fox, quite interesting,” I managed to say, my voice trembling, despite trying to sound calm. I swallowed the lump in my throat before adding “Did you know my late mother shared the same surname as you? What a small world!” I continued, observing, making sure to catch any bit of expression on her face. Unfortunately, her face rem







