Peter’s point of view: Witches - They are able to do whatever they want with only a bit of magical knowledge and some magic, then everything goes as they want to. As a matter of fact, if they weren’t so easy to kill, they would’ve been a real danger to all living creatures. Still, it is what it is. As mighty as a witch can be, just a gunshot is enough to finish her life. Amira is a different case; she cannot be killed unless by using mage blood since she is a half mage. As a matter of fact, she is powerful compared to any other witch. Still, she could have been the strongest if she was trained to be the mage her mother was. Back to our no moment? After that, the queen made her plan, all that was left for me was to follow the instructions. The reason why I am standing here. All she needed was a comb that Avyanna used previously, then she was able to detect where it was. Not only that, she was capable of taking me where she was supposed to be. First of all, I thought that her spe

Rebel’s point of view: ‘I'll be back within half an hour!’ This is what he stated before that he goes missing for more than three days. I cannot believe how much of a jerk he can be sometimes. Matter of fact, I don't know how to feel about the fact that he is not visiting my room. Shall that mean that he's not in the palace at the right moment? The thing is that, if he's not, it means that might be my one and only chance to escape that stupid palace. As much as I want to stay with my mate, it doesn't sound right. I don't want to spend my entire life locked in a room. I've had enough time being locked, and now I'm searching for math freedom. I started looking at the details of my surroundings while making a strategy. Yeah… Yeah, I should’ve been doing that earlier, but I’m not dumb to waste my energy on nothing. If Luther is anywhere around, he would catch me. Unlike if he is not. All I have to do is to mask my scent, and that would mean some vampire’s ashes and keep walking b

Avyanna’s point of view: Luther is a total jerk. I’ve done nothing but prove my loyalty to him, and yet, he is using Peter against me. Matter of fact, I did have a talk with Peter in which he explained to me what was wrong with me. The moment we were back at the isolated house, I found Luther waiting for us there, not wasting his time. He was spending his time torturing my poor Peter. I know that some of you guys are like - Is she serious? Isn’t she the one who handed him to Luther? Well, as I mentioned previously, Peter explained it all to me. Same with the fact that he is a follower of my mother, I am Luther’s follower. This means that my body applies his orders even when my mind and heart are against it. This means that I am not to blame for my actions. To be honest, I was feeling that there is something like a bond the moment I knew that my mate was around in that stupid ceremony. The normal me, although I am angry at him, would try to go and look for him. Still, that wasn’t

Rebel’s point of view: A wave of electricity fell through my space, and I was able to feel the presence of someone exceptional. It was Zola! Immediately, I was moved inside my mind, only to meet my wolf. I ran toward her, then hugged her, since I missed her. Unlike me, she didn’t seem that much affected by her presence. “ What's wrong with you, girl?” she questioned while looking at me as if I grew two heads. “ Are you being real for asking such a question?” I questioned her back. “ I mean, you didn't miss me. We've been separated for over a week, and you don't seem to care that much.” Realization seemed to hit her hard, and I concluded that she didn’t have an idea about what happened. “I don't get it… You must be kidding… Two weeks?” Her answer kind of confirmed my thoughts and thinking. I then started telling her about everything that happened back when she was absent. Matter of fact, she wasn’t aware of what happened because the necklace seemed to put her in a sleepy state

Avyanna’s point of view: “Wow… My mother grew up here!” I questioned Peter, and he rolled his eyes. “For someone who grew up in a palace, having a room that is entirely bigger than this entire house, you're acting weirdly!” I couldn't get over the fact that he thinks my room is quite better than this place. This house seems to be full of memories. It feels more like a place in which someone has a real life, not like mine. My entire room is full of pretty painless stuff such as my pictures, paintings of my royal face, and portraits made by some of the biggest artists ever. Meanwhile, here, you can see pictures of my parents along with my mom, enjoying even simple moments. There was a wall full of my mother's Seventeen first birthdays. She looks quite happy in each and every picture, oh, something I've never experienced. All my birthday parties are quite the same - big parties in which plenty of people whom I know nothing about are surrounding me, and you're trying to fake friend