Kira’s POV I flipped through the pages of the book, searching for a spell to bring back the dead. I knew it was highly unlikely for it to be as simple as that, but I had to at least try the only way I knew. After searching every page of the book. Thoroughly and precisely, I found NOTHING. There was nothing about raising someone from the dead. I was officially fucked. How was I supposed to go on with it? I tossed the aside and plopped down on my bed. This wasn’t working. What did Frederick expect me to do? Maybe if I slept, he was going to tell me what to do in my dreams. I breathed out sharply. I was already tired so sleeping wasn’t a problem. As I drifted, the door opened forcefully and I jumped up from the bed immediately. My heart calmed down a bit when I realized it was just mum. I needed to let go of the mentality that Frederick was going to come out from nowhere. He was dead and couldn’t hurt me as long as I was awake “Mum” I groaned as I lay back down on the bed. “You almos

Kira's POVI remembered vividly that I slept in the forest, but when I woke up I was in the forest no more. I was in a room. It had some kind of gloom to it, and it wasn't entirely bright. The only source of light was the tiny window that was placed very high up.I panicked instantly as I sat up from the bed I was in. Memories of what happened the previous night hit me and my anxiety doubled. I stood up from the bed to walk or better still run away, but my legs failed me even before I could take more steps.I fell to the ground and I was too weak to stand up. I didn't give up though. It was hard for me, but I was able to crawl to the big door of the room.All my efforts of crawling went to waste when I saw the handle of the door twist. My eyes widened as I scurried away with my hands and knee on the floor. The door opened and a figure walked in. It was Frederick. I wanted rage to take hold of me but instead fear did. Why couldn't I stand up to this man? Why was it so hard for me to l

Chapter 88Bella’s POVI tilted my head to the other side as I struggled to keep my eyes open. I opened them and I almost shut them back. I panicked instantly as I stood up from where I was. I wasn’t at Marcus’s mansion. Rather I was in the woods under a tree in broad day light. I didn’t even know how I got there.I remembered vividly that I slept on the chair I was chained to, but now I had miraculously appeared in the woods. Well not miraculously because the sun shone brightly and as a vampire, I dared not step an inch. I sat under the tree. Whoever did that surely did it to punish me, but at least staying in a tree was better than being chained to a chair. It felt like forever but the day later got darker and it was fit for me to leave. I was already exhausted from sitting for long and basically rotating round the tree due to the rotation of the sun.I ran as fast as I could in a particular direction. It was hard at first but when I got to a point, the woods became familiar. I had

Ken’s POVBeing starved wasn’t the the first thing that they did to me. the constant spraying of vervain on me made it even worse for me. Marcus already had me. what I didn’t understand was why he continuously did this to torture me. I sat weakly on the floor with my two hands chained. Where I was in a dark room that stank so badly. It was so small and hot too. they had kept me there for a week and I hadn’t gotten a taste of blood. Now imagine how tired I had been. It was hard to even stand up properly. To seat was an equal war The door to my cell opened and I thought the guards have come as usual to give me my daily dose of vervain. I was surprised when they started undoing the shackle that had held me bound. Effortlessly the two guards jacked me and dragged me toward the door because I couldn’t feel my legs so walking was a bit hard for me. they led me through the hallway and I couldn’t count how many times I stubbed my toes on the hard surface. With the way my legs stung, I

Chapter 92Ken’s POV“psst” the moment I heard that sound my eyes flung open like it was rebooted by it. I sat up from where I was laid and when I heard it again, I was certain that it belonged to Christine. I moved more closely to the door. As far as my chain could take me and when my wrist began to sting again, I had to stop.“Christine” I called out, keeping my voice as low as possible to prevent being heard.“I got the keys” she announce and my heart leaped for joy. But I couldn’t see to understand she was able to get em“How did you…” she didn’t me finish before cutting me shut.“We don’t have the time for this” she said and I kept shut.It didn’t take long before I heard the sound of keys jiggling. I felt anxious because I knew for a fact that if she was caught, it was going to be the end for her.It took a while, but the huge door blocking me freedom clicked as the key rotated inside of it. I knew it was too fast, but I could already smell my freedom from where I was.She opene