“Good morning, Emmy.” Diana chirruped as soon as she heard my footsteps, although, she didn’t look at me, she still know. I took one step at the time as I approached the table. She still didn’t look at me. She was still in her dress she wore last night although her makeup was wiped up from her face completely. She was chopping the vegetables on the board. She sliced the red pepper carefully and slowly, removing the seeds alongside. Her total attention was on the pepper. I sat at the empty chair next to her. “Where are other people?” I whispered. I could only sense my mother now; August and father were not here while their scent was still fresh in the room. “They were out talking something important.” She said too quickly as if dismissingly. She was regarding the knife carefully, with a single glance, anyone can tell she had never chopped the vegetables. The witch, used to wand suddenly handed over a knife to chop off vegetables. The thought makes me smile. I can bet she had never

  “Where exactly we are heading?” I asked although I have a strong feeling about where he was taking me. We were in the no-man’s land and looking at the familiar trees we crossed by I can make a good guess. He slowly and almost nonchalantly hold my hand in his, our fingers interwind. I grin, Reed smiled, he tried to repress it but I have seen it already. We walked through the forest and soon find ourselves in the front of the same old tree. The tree was older than the others, probably oldest in the forest covering a huge canopy and area. Its’ branches were covered in the lichen. it is mid-November; you can feel the coldness in the air. Reed looked at me and smiled again before turning his gaze back to the tree. he looked deep in thoughts and I contemplated for a second to disturb him. he shake his head and turned his attention back to me. His eyes as if sardonically lifted and he started walking in my direction. Me as a deer caught in a spotlight

  “Esma.” Reed whispered in my ear, I nuzzled into his chest. I was leaning against his chest, my eyes were closed, his hands wrapped around me. I felt ecstasy, joy, relieve. “Hey, we have to return to the hotel, you have to attend the meeting, right?” he whispered. I groaned. Jeez, let me sleep, just for a few minutes. “Hurry up.” He said and soon I felt his warmth abandoning my body. Slowly the outside world invaded my senses, and oh my, what an invasion. I felt like I was floating, my limbs soft and languid, utterly spent. Now, only I realize I was laying on the fresh meadows, Reed’s scent strong in the surrounding. Fresh cardamom and strawberries with the smell of fresh meadows, the most intoxicating scent of the planet. I blink twice and turned, he was already in his jeans, and buttoning up his shirt. I looked around trying to find my panties. The very first clothing I had to wear. “Here. You my put these o

If I have to define the state of Dumeny in one word, ‘different’ would be the last word which will come in my mind. He seems very changed from the last time I saw him. Well, technically when I pushed him away in front of all the alphas and the guests who were present to witness my brother’s ritual. The thought depressed me. He walked through the doors with his new beta. His face looked quite familiar with beta Caspian. My wild guess would be he was his younger brother. Beta Caspian was the first victim of the Oracle back in last year. My head spins remembering the horrific death of his. The witches murdered him in the cruellest way possible, his half body was burned and half was curled in the veins. His eyes were popped out from the socket and his head was cut off from his body. He was tortured mercilessly by the witches before they killed him. for what? Because they have a grudge with my mate? They later send his beheaded body to send a message. Dum

  “Just where are you going kitten?” his voice rings inside my head like the bells of heaven. I stopped dead on my tracks. He had so much effect on my body sometimes I hated it. My wolf was peeking through her paws, waiting eagerly for her mate’s next move, for his next command. I didn’t turn, neither he make a move. My body was eager for his touch.   All the people soon left the meeting room leaving only me and yes, the devil himself. I bit my lip waiting for him to say something. Or better to do something. After we mated, it is something kind of impossible for me to let my hands off from him and I bet it is impossible for him too.   My body craved his touch, my soul yearned for him. He slowly and steadily walked towards me and passed me not before touching my side briefly. The sparks erupted and I doubted if they were the sparks of our mate bond or the desire from both of our hearts. He closed the doo