WILBUR’S POVI was walking up the stairs while trying to act normal and making sure no one else could hear my thoughts. I sighed heavily as I saw Geneva inside the room, struggling with the sorcerer and Wesley. I was about to walk past them but my feet stopped on their own. I sighed heavily before looking inside the room again before I walked towards them. I leaned against the door frame before clearing my throat. “How are you?” I asked and they all turned to look at me and my eyes widened when I saw her left eye. I took a better look and my eyes were not playing with me. “What- her eyes...” I murmured and she started crying. “It looks ugly, doesn’t it?” she asked with no hope for her eyes and I shook my head. Her left eye turned completely dark but I have no clue why. Nothing triggered her unless... was it because of the lake incident? “Why is no one saying anything?!” I sighed before crossing my arms. “Your natural eyes are pure black. Your power

GENEVA'S POV I can feel my racing heartbeat as I hit his side with my body as I walked past him. He hissed before pulling the back of my shirt, making me stop walking away. I looked behind me as I glared at him and he deadpanned. "You're awfully rude to me," he said and I crossed my arms before I pulled my body so he could let go of my shirt. "You wanted to execute me." He blinked a couple of times before shrugging. "Honest mistake," he answered. Honest mistake?! It was my life we're talking about here! "You kicked me hard and made me fall to the ground," I added and he shrugged again. "Intentional mistake," he answered with a smile. I raised both my eyebrows before I walked towards him again. "Both of those were intentional!" I shouted and he chuckled. Why is he suddenly turning his attitude around me? We were interrupted by footsteps coming our way. I clenched my jaw as I watched his eyes look behind me. "What’s going on here?

WESLEY'S POVEarly in the morning with the sun still resting I was called by the King and Queen to the meeting room. I was expecting this to be about the vampire's execution, or maybe the Deity's transformation, or even the hunt for the vampires but it wasn't. "Are you still searching for your mate?" I shook my head before sighing. I stopped searching for her when things got busy because of the Deity. "You need to find her or else you cannot be King," my father uttered and I clenched my jaw. "What if I don't want to be King?" I asked before raising my head and maintaining eye contact with them. My mother couldn't believe what she heard while my father stood up from his seat and slammed his hands on the table. "You are the next in line, you cannot deny your duties!" he shouted and I gulped. "Wilbur can be the King," I suggested and he furrowed his eyebrows. "He hasn't found his mate," he uttered and I scoffed. "None of us has found our mate

GENEVA'S POV My heart was beating fast as the sorcerer helped me put on my clothes. They prepared a beautiful medieval dress in Earth tone that reached my toes with a puffed lower gown and pure white long sleeve top below the black corset. "I believe I didn't sign up to be your maid?" Thelia uttered before laughing as she tightened the corset. I'm not in a laughing mood. "He's going to get killed, what are we going to do to stop them?" I asked Thelia as she finished fixing my clothes. I look like a maiden in the eighteen hundreds, old style yet stravagant. I have no idea what pulls me into this vampire, why I want to save him, but I have to do my best in order to stop him from getting executed. I might be a deity in this realm but I have yet to earn their respect. They won't do as I asked because I'm powerless. I looked around and saw guards open the door to my room as they escorted both Thelia and I outside. The ceremony will begin and the brothers are yet to come home. What

GENEVA'S POVEverything was perfect, the wings were calling for me, and I was waiting for them. The moment was ruined when I felt a pair of hands wrap around my neck as the grip tightened. I swallowed hard, and the wings fell to the ground as guards dragged them away. "No!" I agonizingly screamed. I felt weak, a mere mortal's strength was within me. I looked to my side and saw the king holding me by my neck. "Get your hands off of her!" Wilbur screamed from behind as I heard chains wrap around his wrist. The king smiled deviously as he uttered, "Break the glass window." The guards looked at him with hesitance before gulping. "NOW!" They bowed down before stepping forward. I looked up, staring at the massive glass window with the shade of red."Y-you…" I tried to speak but I was silenced by the pain around my neck. He smirked before laughing maniacally. "This is the deity you choose to follow?" He lifted me up and faced the people that were behind us. Wilbur, on his knees and chain