(Reagan's POV)"If you didn't dawdle at the last minute Cooper, we could've gotten at the airport earlier, but nooo! You just have to stuff more useless things in your damn suitcase!" I growled and nudged him roughly on his shoulders, looking for our designated seats.He shot me an annoyed look. "My prank book and accessories are not useless things, Reagan. You'll never know it might come in handy," with one last look at my irritated expression, he snapped his face front and continued looking for his seat.Derek booked three first class plane tickets bound for Athens, Greece. Why three? Cooper insisted, more like forced, us to have him tag along. He said and I quote,'I don't plan on missing the Indiana Jones experience'.I thought it was too much of Derek to go all out, though I'm content with economy class. I knew he was extremely wealthy, but come on! It wasn't like we were staying on the plane for a long period of time. But, I was outnumbered. It was two against one, and imagine th

(Bryson's POV)I'm a guy.Typically, if a guy - a hormonal one, might I add - would confront a cat fight, the normal response would be "Wow! That's hot!", "Damn!", "Hell yeah!" or whatever was generally said to such circumstance.To such event graced the male populace, they viewed it as live sadistic lesbian porno.But, I wasn't your typical normal guy.A cat fight between two female Alerians; an ex girlfriend and a girl whom I had slept with two years ago, wasn't considered hot on my vocabulary.Brutal would be appropriate.I was shocked to say when Rebecca landed on my car's windshield with a crash, followed by a pissed off Ciara, charging like a red bull to finish her off...All I could do for five seconds was stare.45 minutes earlier...I sighed. Reagan has been incognito for two days now.I'd been trying to reach her, but as always, it went straight to her voicemail. Where on earth could she be? Of all days where I was ready to pour my heart out and tell her how she still meant

(Derek's POV)Ancient Thera, the classical city of the island of Santorini was located on Mesa Vouno, 396 m. above sea level. If my memory serves me right, it was founded in the 9th century B.C by Dorian colonist whose leader was Theras, and continued to be inhabited until the early Byzantine period.Luke called his friend and Alerian historian for further information. According to him, Santorini Island was the last documented sighting of Sephrina after she invoked the prophecy, gave or take a few decades or so. At some point, some Alerians had migrated to the city when the Sacred Law of Coexistence was created, thus gave them the freedom to do whatever they wanted. He said she resided there for some time, but it wasn't proven that the city was her final resting place. But, there was a temple built in honor of her mother, Chezahrina, so maybe there had to be something in there worth finding.After all, that was what the inscription said.Αρχαία Θήρα [Ancient Thera]Knowing we were des

(Reagan's POV)'Honey, wake up,' a voice resonated in my head.I groaned softly. Who in their right mind was crazy enough to wake me up telepathically?'Sweetheart, it's me. Your dad. Rise and shine.'Oh boy. My dad was just as bad as Cooper. The two of them would make a great 'lets annoy Reagan' team. I could feel it in my bones.Slowly, I opened my eyes and was greeted by a gorgeous man who was still asleep.Derek.His six-foot-two body wrapped around my five-foot-seven frame was something I'd started to get used to. It felt natural to have his body pressed up against mine, his long, sculpted limbs curled around mine and muscular arms wrapped around my upper torso like a cocoon. I felt safe, secured and protected.God, I sound so cheesy.'Reagan?'I rolled my eyes. Dad, I'm awake,' I replied then remembered about his injury. 'How's your wound?''It's okay now. It healed nicely. Don't worry.''Are you sure?' I asked, wanting to be sure that he was okay, though he was a Galerian.'Yes

(Bryson's POV)Attending a tribunal wasn't something a supernatural being would look forward to. In the human world, criminals or offenders were put in the mercy of the jury as they wait for their impending doom.But, the tribunal was no ordinary justice system. No, not at all.The Pillars and the Elders were the tribunal itself.This came to be when the Sacred Law of Coexistence was created. They thought that having this kind of justice system would keep us all in check, but they were out of their senses. The Pillars had clearly forgotten what those bloodsucking vermins did to our kind in the past, but who knows? Maybe this was all a facade for getting along with them. Like I said, hatred comes a long way. The same thing could be said to the purebloods.To be honest, I was worried for Rebecca. Though we had a rough history, she didn't deserve the wrath of these powerful entities. They could be ruthless and unjust at times, but whatever they decide was absolute. So far, no one dared d