The next day, I woke early in the morning. I have already ordered my best warriors to gather in the battlefield to train. I was at the ground, August was the first one. from the first day since he became my beta, he's always first to come, in the meetings, in battlefields, everywhere. He is pushing himself too much but in this situation everyone were. Our ex-beta beta john was also present along with the rest of my pack. my pack had already suffered much more than it deserved and after becoming their alpha I couldn't let that happen again. Suddenly, out of no-where a portal from the tree opened and a black-brown wolf emerged from the tree, it looked directly at me but didn't move and within one-minute, hundreds of wolves were standing opposite to us, none of them moved. The feeling was itself like dejavu. I narrowed my eyes at the brown wolf. "Shift Asher." I commanded in my alpha voice and threw clothes at him; the wolf took the clothes behind the tree and s

I look at the clock hung on the wall patiently and go outside. I decided not to think about the letter and proceeded to do my daily chores. I ignored Reed as much as possible and tried to make a considerable distance between us.Somehow, he was hell bent to be near me. Many times, I caught him looking at my direction and soon turned his gaze away from me. Whenever I looked at his face, I remembered the pleading eyes of Selene.I didn’t mention about the letter to anyone. Not even Reed and August. Today was the last day, all of us were on high alert. Reed had called the meeting to mention something very important related to the witches. I went to the meeting unwillingly; I don’t want to admit it but we need Reed. He was the only one who has seen how the witches works.“All of you know that tomorrow is the blood moon, which means half of our pack would already be weakened.” He said looking directly at me. Immediately I looked away.&

“How?” I asked my voice low. She looked past me, and her eyes glazed over.“I want to help you Esma.” She repeated her words pressing on the word help. I stared at her eyes for one long minute before shaking my head. She holds my hand and lifted it up to examine it.“See, so many scars, healed but fresh. You were using the talisman, but it isn’t of your help anymore. You needed answers.” She said straight to the point. How did she know about the talisman?“You wanted to know about Reed’s past? I can help you.” She said seriously as if she wanted me to believe her, her eyes looked pleading and maybe some concern. I scoff.“Oh yeah, like Reed did. You wanted to make me your puppet?” I asked mockingly.Her eyes widened I don’t know if in shock or something else but soon she recovered.“I didn’t asked Reed to take my help. H

The wings flutters to and fro in the dark, sprinkling dusty scales in the circles of light. I am struggling to resist, but I am equally tempted to reach the light. I am drawn to it. and then, it’s so bright and I am flying too close to the sun, dazzled by the light, melting from the heat, it’s warmth, weary in my endeavour to stay airborne. I am so warm, the heat… it’s so stifling, overpowering, it wakes me. I opened my eyes feeling hot and bothered. I fluttered my eyes and soon come into my senses. I am draped in Reed Xander. He’s wrapped around me like a victory flag. He is fast asleep with his head on my chest and his arm over me, holding me close, one of his leg is thrown over and hooked around both of mine. He was suffocating me with his heat, and he is heavy. I took the moment to absorb that he is still in my bed and fast asleep. Tentatively I lifted my left hand and touched his back with my fingertips. Deep in his sleep, I hea

Esma’s pov   I closed the door behind me after bidding good night to Diana and my mother. Reed had vanished. Diana told me he had gone for some work along with Asher and will probably return by tomorrow. Since Diana told me she had seen my death, my mind is not at rest. Who will kill me? I haven’t done any harm to anyone. Neither I have any enemy. If I have to die, I would have died when I went to meet Hecate. She could easily kill me with the snap of her finger. Also, she had the best reason to do so. Then who else? Diana told me the future is capricious. It is un predictable and based on our actions or thoughts. “The world is woven from the billions of lives Emmy. Every strand crossing every other. If we could just attenuate to a single strand, the future could be entirely calculative.” Diana’s words rang in my head. She talked into riddles but I can’t blame her. maybe witches are tau