Cordelia BlackwellThe first thing I noticed when I entered the mansion was how it was colder when compared to the usual weather of Midwick. It looked absolutely different without all the lights and decorations of the ball.But in a strange way it felt familiar. “I think you’ll really like your room.” Cadell said from behind me with a very calm tone.“Of course, she will.” When I heard her voice, I was more shocked than anything. Sheila looked beautiful in her long brunette hair and tall frame. I almost didn’t recognize her.She wore a big smile on her face, “I’m so glad you made it.” She wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. “Thank you so much for what you did.” She whispered gratefully in my ear.I awkwardly patted her back, “It was nothing. I just did what I had to do.”She pulled away holding my shoulders, “I’m really sorry about your mother by the way.” She tilted her head to the side, “Do you have any idea on her whereabouts?”I didn’t expect Cadell to tell her, but I quick

Cordelia BlackwellWhat's wrong with me? I wondered as I wore that stupid Henley shirt of his that I found in the bathroom. I gave in to him so easily, but I just couldn't help it. It made me wonder if perhaps he's been right all along about us being mates. Perhaps that's why I'm not acting like myself. Looking at my reflection made me scowl, the bite on my neck was red, and looked sore. It wasn't bleeding, and it didn't hurt the way an animal bite should. It just burned. What if he's using me? What if that was his plan all along? A witch bound to him to do his biddings, and he can fuck her on the side; an added benefit. My chin quivered; I really wanted to break down into sobs. But I couldn't, not here. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and exited the bathroom with my head held high. I hoped I wouldn't see him, I prayed to every God out there that I wouldn't. "Don't go, Cordelia." His voice made my steps come to a halt, and I froze there with my back to him while facing the

Why do I keep passing out and waking up in strange places?" That was the first thing I said as I came back to reality. My eyes opened to a strange room, the ceiling didn't look all that familiar to me. "Tough couple of days, aren't they?" Cain's voice sounded exhausted. I sat up on the bed, assuming it was his, and found him sitting on a chair next to me. He looked dead, his eyes were surrounded by dark circles and his hair was a beautiful mess. It all came back to me, the attack, the shed in the woods, the werewolf, and the talisman. "Where's it?" I asked rather frantically. He knitted his eyebrows together and I clarified, "I had a talisman with me. Rectangular with a star drawn inside." He let out a tired sigh, "And this is the first thing you can think about? Do you even understand what the past two days were like for me?" "What two days?" He moved to sit next to me on the bed, "You've been unconscious for two days. The pack doctor didn't know what to do. If it wasn't for

Cordelia Blackwell"That doesn't explain the spell that was casted on John Burke. I thought it was something your sister, Fiona Blackwell, created and didn't give to the public?" Daniel Braxton asked. Morgana nodded, her lips were in a thin line. "This is true, which puts the possibility that they're working together. I contacted an old friend." When she turned to look at me I formed a decent guess, which she confirmed when she said, "Thomas Dorian agreed to help us find Fiona. Hopefully he'll contact us with the good news soon." "Daniel, check with our men in the area and the nearby towns. They should look in every corner for Debra Gray and Fiona Blackwell." Cain ordered sharply, his jaw set tight. I opted for silence. I didn't pitch in an opinion or give a suggestion. They'd do fine on their own. Needless to say the entire evening was ruined for all of us. We didn't discuss the reasons behind Debra's attempts to hurt Cain; they were obvious as the daylight. I headed back to th

Cordelia Blackwell "Does that mean I'm dying?" I asked, sounding nonchalant, but deep down I was absolutely and completely freaking out. "Not necessarily." Maria answered, then shared a look with Morgana. "Simply, we don't know the effect of a werewolf bite on a witch, now we're more concerned because your magic isn't…""Nature's Magic." I finished for her. Morgana nodded, "Perhaps it's better if you stay here for a couple of days. We'll ask around." "The Dorian's again? I'm sure Thomas is pretty fed up with us by now." I gave a small humorless chuckle. "He doesn't know anything about werewolves mating with witches." Morgana stated, "I asked him." She shook her head, "Just let me handle it." "You don't mind her staying here, right Alpha Cadell?" Maria inquired in her polite tone. When I turned to Cain he looked ashen pale. I was taken aback by how horrified he looked. "I'm going to Jamestown for a couple of days; it's safe for her to stay here. I'll let some of the guards from