Chapter 29 - PromiseAloraVirginia narrowed her old little eyes at me, the corner of her mouth tipping up in triumph as I scowled at her. Of course, her admission of knowing who I was caught me off guard and put me in one hell of a situation, but I wasn't going to tell her that. Besides, now I had something else to worry about because of her big mouth. Still, it wasn't just me who had been keeping secrets. Damon seemed to have a secret of his own. All be mine was more incriminating, and I knew that whatever Damon had in store for me, he was holding off until we were far away from here before unleashing it on me. But at least I had time to prepare an argument. I knew the moment Virginia stated who I really was; our truce was gone. I could see it in his eyes as he looked at me with such distrust and anger before snapping at her and storming off. It would have been a perfect opportunity for me to escape his capture, but his team still had Helga, and I couldn't leave her behind. "Who

Chapter 31 - Liar AloraI stared at the ceiling of my room. My mind to busy conjuring up my worst nightmares to allow me a moment of rest. I knew tomorrow was going to be a hard day. So much could happen, and I didn't know what to expect. It didn't seem possible for Damon to walk out of the dream realm with not only his ring but also me. It would be one or the other, and I knew without a doubt he would choose the ring. Despite how easy it was to come to that conclusion. It didn't stop the thought of being left behind from making my chest ache. It was foolish to think that Damon would have spared me at all, considering that I had stolen from him and held important information from him. But I guess, in a way, him taking me from my mother and imprisoning me in his kingdom was a far better fate than being left alone with her. I turned my head so that I could look out of my window. The moon was bright, filling the night sky with its silver glow. I had always found myself relating to t

Chapter 33 - Past selves Damon "Alora," I shouted as she vanished into the fog. "Damon." Garren's voice was urgent as he pushed me to move. The fog was so thick I couldn't see anything in front of me. But, as far as I knew, we were all possibly running towards whatever had captured the others. "Apollo, Kier, Alora, Lir," I shouted as we ran. Balthazar, Drabek, and Garren close behind me."Nah ah ah. I can't have you all working together. You wanted a trial, after all, Prince Damon. So a trial you shall get." Sorin chastised.Before I could even warn the others, hands gripped my ankles, pulling me into the fog. Cold and darkness surrounded me. I expected to encounter the hard ground but found myself falling through space instead. I yelled out as I fell, my stomach tensing as I prepared for a hard impact that would undoubtedly kill me. "This isn't real." I heard a soft voice echo through my head. The voice grew louder, chanting the same sentence over and over again. "This isn't r

Chapter 35 - Wrath KierMy throat burned, the thirst now becoming unbearable. I couldn't think straight, the need for blood overpowering my every thought, controlling every instinct. Blood I needed blood, and then I could see clearly, again. Bum-bum. Bum-bum.My head snapped in the direction of a distant heart beating. I tilted my head slightly, the monster in me honing in on the sound. Bum-bum. Bum-bum. Bum-bum. My nostrils flared as I smelt the air, the scent of roses and grapefruit filled my nose. The scent made my mind reel with this odd sense of recognition, but the urge to quench my thirst and numb the fire in my throat didn't allow it to come forward. I was running before I could register where I was, the monster in me taking complete control. Blood, blood, blood. I needed blood, and then I could think again. I could breathe again. I spotted a female lying in the open meadows, the sun kissing her tanned skin. Her hair was the colour of a sandy beach, and the smell of

Chapter 37 - Judgement DamonIt was like the world was moving in slow motion. I could see the moment when Alora looked at us and decided that our lives were worth more than her own. It was like I was reliving my mother's death all over again, watching her sacrifice herself to protect the ones she cared about. But this time, it hit me differently. It wasn't like the loss of my mother. It also wasn't like the loss of my mate either. Both times they destroyed me but not the way this death would. Maybe it was because Alora sacrificed herself for me or because, deep down, I knew that at some point, I had crossed a line I couldn't step back from. It had been so long since I had felt that way about a female that when it happened, I didn't realize it at the time, the unfamiliar feeling making me vulnerable to her beauty and her attitude only aiding in my confusion and anger. I was so lost in the pits of my own mind that I had become so out of touch with my own heart. It was confusing how o