LOGIN~ Aria's POV ~"Are you trying to accuse us of killing a human?!" Lyra snarled, her golden eyes flaring like molten fire."I'm not trying to accuse anyone," Dahlia defended herself. "I'm only stating a fact. That human girl was obviously killed by a vampire and a werewolf!"In a blink, Seraphina blurred forward, fingers locking around Dahlia’s throat. "I might not be the kindest person alive," she growled, lips peeling back to reveal sharp fangs, "but I would never murder a human!"Was she being serious right now? Didn’t she try to kill me when I was still human? But that wasn't the issue. The issue was that a human was murdered by a vampire and a werewolf."Let go of her, Seraphina!" Miss Hellcat demanded."I think Seraphina should teach her a lesson," Ixora sneered. "Everyone knows vampires and werewolves hate each other. They would never team up to kill a human… It can only be done by someone who's both a vampire and a werewolf!"I swallowed hard again, watching them gossip about I
~ Aria's POV ~I waited patiently for Ryker to show up at the eatery where I had asked him to meet me. While I waited for him, everyone in the eatery kept looking at me and whispering to themselves.They were trying to keep their gossip about me out of my hearing, but little did they know that I could hear every word that came out of their mouths.They weren't talking about my face or my body. They were gossiping about my hair, about why it was silver-white and why it was so long, down to my knees. I could feel the suspicion in their eyes. They wondered if I was part of the outcasts in Velmora.Yeah… Outcast, that's what they called us. The word Outcast made me remember Jeremiah. He was still in the hospital and hadn’t tried to reach out. I hope he does one day. He was still my very first human friend, no matter what."Aria?" Ryker's voice broke me out of my thoughts.When I lifted my head to him, he was staring at me, especially at the length of my hair."Your hair? What happened to
~ Aria's POV ~I waited patiently for Ryker to show up at the eatery where I had asked him to meet me. While I waited for him, everyone in the eatery kept looking at me and whispering to themselves.They were trying to keep their gossip about me out of my hearing, but little did they know that I could hear every word that came out of their mouths.They weren't talking about my face or my body. They were gossiping about my hair, about why it was silver-white and why it was so long, down to my knees. I could feel the suspicion in their eyes. They wondered if I was part of the outcasts in Velmora.Yeah… Outcast, that's what they called us. The word Outcast made me remember Jeremiah. He was still in the hospital and hadn’t tried to reach out. I hope he does one day. He was still my very first human friend, no matter what."Aria?" Ryker's voice broke me out of my thoughts.When I lifted my head to him, he was staring at me, especially at the length of my hair."Your hair? What happened to
~ Lucian's POV ~I stared at my father, hoping this was a cruel joke, but knowing him, he never joked about anything. Every word he spoke was law, and when he said something, he meant it."She’s not the right person for you, Lucian,” he said coldly. "End that wretched relationship, and you’ll have your title back as my son. I’ve ruled for over two centuries, and I’m ready to pass the crown to you if you do as I say."My mother curled her arm through mine, her touch gentle yet suffocating. "It’s not difficult, my love," she cooed. "All you have to do is end it with her. There are plenty of succubi in our realm. You can choose any one of them."I stared at my mom. I wasn't surprised at her words. I was used to her supporting every single thing my father said. When he disowned me, she didn't do anything or try to speak on my behalf; she just followed her husband, blaming me for the rash decision I made."Was this why you remembered you had a son?" I finally spoke up after a few seconds o
~ Lucian's POV ~Why on earth did her head have to hit the floor that hard? The moment her skull struck the tiles, a sharp sting shot through me like an electric current. I winced loudly before I could stop myself.They had a surprised look as they stared at me. Of course, they'd be shocked as to why I screamed in pain when I wasn’t the one whose head hit the floor. They’d never understand. I always feel Aria’s pain because of the soul bond, though it wasn’t always like that.She rose slowly, rubbing her head as she walked toward me. Her expression was filled with confusion."Why did you wince like that, Lucian? It’s as if you felt my pain," she said, her voice soft but curious.I swallowed hard, staring at her. I needed to come up with something to say. Think, Lucian. Think of something, I told myself as they all watched me. "Why did you scream that way, Lucian?" Raven, always being the nosy one, asked.I let out a small laugh when I finally thought of a lie to say. "I winced becaus
~ Aria's POV ~"How are you feeling?" I asked Jeremiah some days later. I had visited him alongside Raven, Thorne, and Lucian after we got a call that he had woken up from a coma. We had left Velmora early just so we could visit him.Jeremiah’s tired gaze moved between Raven, Lucian, and Thorne before resting on me. "Are you all here to beat me up again?" he muttered.Lucian’s jaw clenched, his eyes darkening. "You have no right to question us, Jeremiah. What you did to my Little Sparkles was unforgivable. If it were up to me, I’d beat you again and send you right back into that coma." His voice dripped with venom."Lucian," I warned softly, shooting him a glare. "That’s not why we came. Don’t scare him.""But he’s right, Bunny," Thorne said, his tone cool and edged with anger. "If you weren’t already a vampire when he attacked you, you’d be dead. Sending him back to a coma doesn’t sound so bad." He and Lucian exchanged a fist bump, clearly agreeing on their words."They don’t mean wh







