AUDREY'S POV I stared blankly at the mirror in front of me, not really able to see anything as my mind was far gone. "Audrey! Audrey!!" I blinked my eyes back into the present and looked up at Layla, who was calling me. "Sorry." I muttered. "What were you saying?" "Something definitely went wrong." She said, a worrisome frown etched onto her face. "I could feel his emotions." The moment she said that, my heart started beating really fast. Since Logan had walked out of Sebastian's chambers yesterday, I hadn't seen him. I had tried to go after him, but unfortunately, I lost him. My heart broke even more, when I went to our chambers to see the beautiful decorations he had made for my birthday. I had fallen to the floor and cried like a baby, begging the goddess to just turn back the hands of time for a few hours. I could correct my mistakes, if she did. I closed my eyes and opened them a lot of times, hoping to find myself hours back in time, but I was continually disappoin

THIRD PERSON'S POV As he got closer to the coronation hall, his boldness increased. He could hear hundreds of murmurs from the hall, and wondered if he had wasted so much time already. Nonetheless, he increased his steps, forcing his guards to run after him. Just as he stepped in through the side entrance of the hall, he saw a familiar chief standing in front of the congregation and speaking with a guard. Logan looked to the side, and every single wolf on that row had instantly recognized him. "The king has requested we spare some more minutes in waiting, for the prince!!" Chief Drakos announced, and Logan smiled to himself. He was right on time. "That wouldn't be necessary!" He replied, making his way up to the podium with bold steps. While at it, his eyes locked with Audrey's and he quickly looked away. He expected that usual wave of pain to hit him, but was surprised that all he really felt was anger and hate. 'Interesting', he thought to himself. It was way easier to

LOGAN'S POV "No, you're not an imbalance of nature." Isobel shook her head in disagreement. "But you all locked Ryan up, for years, because..." "Because he killed his mate, through the wrong use of his abilities." "We are saying the same thing." I insisted, and she shook her head again. "No, we are not! Ryan was hybrid, and couldn't control the excessive surge of his energy." "I am a tribrid! Isn't it supposed to be worse on my side?" "What makes you tribrid?!" She yelled in exasperation, and Keturah walked into the tent, chuckling as she did. "He is proving to be a handful, not so?" She asked Isobel, who exhaled. I had been in the witches territory for the past week, learning how to summon and control my magic. Isobel insisted it was necessary. "My witch gene makes me tribrid." I replied to Isobel, who clapped her hands. "Exactly! You already have magic, and that helps you control your vampire and werewolf sides." "So I don't need the help of my mate to cont

LOGAN'S POV "I know you're hurt Logan, but this isn't the right thing to do. You're going to leave an indelible mark of pain in her heart forever." "Well, she did the same to me." I muttered dryly. "Seriously?!" Liam asked in disbelief. "How do you even know this funny experiment would work? We have never been told about such a lore since we became of age and had our first shifts." "Trust me, it works. I personally spoke with Edith." "Am I supposed to know who that is?" "Obviously. She is the one who was marked and rejected by her mate." "You said she had only been rejected for a couple of years. That's no guarantee that she wouldn't be able to find another mate." He reasoned. "Why are you so bothered, then? If you're so sure it wouldn't work, then why are you bothered?" "Because the thought alone is insane. What's happening to you?" "Change." I sighed, literally feeling a headache from his complaints. I expected him to support me, not this. "And the fact that

LOGAN'S POV Witches, wolves, vampires, and faes. All, fighting together? The chaos was sooo great. I found myself running ahead, aggressively hitting down the rogue vampires and wolves that came on to me. The audacity indeed. I could feel so much anger within me, and I just wanted to take it out on a particular person who stood far across from me. I couldn't clearly make out his face, but I knew that he was the rival I had to deal with. One minute I was running towards my rival, the next minute I realized I was in a different spot. Beside me, was the most humbling creature I had ever seen in my life. An extremely beautiful wolf with furs of fire. That wolf was fighting alongside me. I woke up, my eyes frantically searching my surroundings. There was no chaos, I wasn't in battle, and there was no wolf with furs of fire. But there was one person though. "Liam, you're watching me sleep now?" I asked in mild irritation, to which he simply shrugged. How could he act normal, af