CASSANDRA'S POV I squeezed the water out of the soaked cloth and placed it on El's head, I couldn't help but wonder what had suddenly befallen her. Just hours ago, she seemed perfectly fine, and now she lay before me, pale and motionless, in need of urgent treatment. The medical practitioner was yet to arrive, and the fear for her health weighed heavily on my heart. I mean, we were literally discussing about our life journey moments ago and had even been laughing at so many silly things that we both did while we where younger. I just decided to go out for a while to check up on some things and when I came back, she was laying down, completely unconscious. I knew how high my heart jumped when I noticed I sudden fatigue. I was shocked and worried out of my mind, and that made me rush towards her to check if she's okay. Fortunately, she was breathing, but then again, I had to check her temperature and saw how heated up she was. It caused me to be even more worried than I used to be.El

CASSANDRA'S POV Julius looked at me with a mixture of surprise and concern. She understood the power and responsibility that came with writing, and she knew the toll it could take on one's mind and soul. But my determination was unwavering. I wanted to unlock the creativity within me, I wanted to know how to handle things...I wanted to know how to predict things through writing. I had to learn it, to delve into the realm of storytelling and discover the magic that lay hidden in the depths of words. To also discover myself and bring the me that is laying dormant out. "Very well," With a sigh, Julius nodded, recognizing the fire that burned within me, her voice filled with both caution and encouragement. "But remember, writing is not merely stringing words together. It is a journey of self-discovery, of exploring the depths of your imagination, and expressing your unique voice. It comes with a huge cost, sacrifice that you would have no choice but to give. Are you sure you want to do

CASSANDRA'S POV A ray of sun made it way through the slight split of the red curtain. I squirmed, inhaling the cool temperature of the air, my nose catching the aroma that hung in the atmosphere. I was caught, sitting up almost immediately, looking around my bed, trying to understand what was going on. I turned my head towards the direction of my desk and noticed the work I'd written was still there but then...I stepped down from the bed and went to check it, to see that the letters there were missing. I furrowed my brows, trying to affirm what I just witnessed. There were other papers beneath it and I had to just move the paper on too away to see the one underneath, so I could know whether I'd placed the one with words under. But no...I bent so I could look beneath the table. Confusion creased my brows when I saw no paper had dropped to the floor, causing bewilderment to overwhelm me. I heard my stomach let out an eager rumble, craving the source of this delightful aroma in the air.

JULIUS' POV I squinted my eyes as I noticed a figure from the distance through the window. Perplexed, I didn't know we were expecting any visitors, or perhaps it was one of the members of the pack? As the figure got closer this house I noticed the familiarity of it and was caught by surprise at the revelation that dawned upon me. Morgana had really outdone herself, bringing the dead back to life, ascertaining that her intentions are being executed. The figure I was seeing was nobody else other than Kathrine, and my eyes automatically shifted to Sabastian's. It was intended, he had called her here, he had given her that permission. And from what I was witnessing, she had a flesh, no longer a shadow standing in the dark. Now she was the person she used to be before she died. And I knew what she wanted, I knew what she was after too. My necklace. I stumbled backwards slightly at the profound feeling of the shock that was about to overwhelm me. I didn't even have the time to focus on Sab

CASSANDRA'S POVThe pain shot through my bone, causing me to jerk. And even though Alder was here with me I just couldn't get any relief, the pain and heat was all over even worse than my heat. Alder brought me close to himself and even though I wanted to snap, his scent didn't permit me to, instead it made me calm.As Alder held me close, his strong arms enveloping me, I could feel the tension slowly starting to melt away. His comforting embrace seemed to create a protective barrier around me, shielding me from the unbearable pain that had engulfed my body. His head was buried in my neck and I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his lips touching it. I pulled him closer, not wanting him to let go, not even for a moment, and that made me wonder if I was really in pain or in heat. I was perplexed but didn't really have the time to think about it because of the profound pain. Alder's presence alone was a soothing balm to my troubled mind. With every breath, his familiar scent, a b