All Chapters of Torn Between Monsters : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

~ Aria's POV ~I sat across from Magnus, waiting for him to finally tell me everything he knew about my mother. But instead of speaking, he just stared at me, his eyes studying me like I was some strange experiment he couldn’t quite understand."What kind of person was my mom?" I asked, breaking the silence first, hoping it would make him talk."She used to be my friend," he replied.I exhaled and smiled faintly. If he had been her friend, then he must have truly known her. No wonder Ryker had told me to ask Magnus about her. He was a werewolf—it made sense. But how Caspian, a vampire, knew my mom had ties to Magnus was something I still couldn’t wrap my head around. Confusing as it was, I was grateful to them both for leading me here."Where is she?" I asked softly. That was the question that mattered most. If I could find her, maybe I could finally find my dad too.Magnus leaned back slightly, his lips curving into a faint, unsettling smirk. "You really want to know where she is?""

~ Raven's POV ~I had been thinking about Aria's decision about allowing me to share her with Lucian and Thorne, but I just couldn't accept it. It's just so hard to accept that I'd share the girl I love with my two hated enemies.But if I didn't agree to her decision, it meant that I wouldn't be able to get close to her or even kiss her, and God, I missed those tasty lips of hers. Only the heavens know how badly I wanted to repeat that night with her — the night when I had explored her body, the night where she had allowed me to fuck her the way I wanted.Thinking about that night, I began to feel horny. She always had a way of getting me turned on. She didn't need to try hard; one word from her and one touch were enough for me to melt into her arms like ice."Raven," a voice knocked me out of my thoughts. When I went to open the door, my mother was grinning at me. It was unlike me to come home, but I had to because I needed to think."Look what I found, a grasshopper!" she grinned. "

~ Raven's POV ~I sat alone in my room thinking about what Seraphina had told me. She wasn't lying, I had killed Isabel. I had driven a knife into her chest. I watched her bleed to death in front of me.I had killed the very first woman I had loved. I had avoided telling Aria about her when she asked, because the guilt suffocated me. Isabel might've betrayed me... but the guilt still lay close to me.After I fell in love with Aria, I thought the guilt of killing Isabel was over, but when Seraphina reminded me of the past, I came to realize I had been making a fool out of myself. The guilt was still there, fresh and alive."Raven," Aria's tender voice jolted me out of my thoughts. She was knocking on my door. I was back at the academy. I wasn't used to being at home for more than a few days."Raven, are you in?" she knocked again.I stood up from the bed and opened the door for her, but I was taken aback when I saw tears in her eyes."Why are you crying?" I whispered, ready to dig out

~ Aria's POV ~"Lucian! Lucian!! Lucian!!!" My voice cracked as I banged on the door, panic clawing at my chest. "Lucian, are you okay in there?" I shouted again, my heart racing.When I didn't get the feedback I wanted, I was almost tempted to push the door open with my strength, until the door creaked open and revealed the person to be Lucian."Lucian…" I whispered, my breath trembling as I threw my arms around him, clutching him so tightly I could barely breathe."I'm so glad you're okay. I thought you'd still be sick.""Took you long enough," he whispered, and I slowly broke the hug."I’m sorry," I breathed, guilt flooding my chest. "I had so much on my mind… I didn’t have the time to check on you or even think about how you were doing. I’m so sorry."He touched my chin with a small smile. "I'm not mad at you, Little Sparkles. You needed some time to think, especially after how I had lied to you.""How are you doing? Are you okay now?" I asked, brushing my thumb along the cheek I

~ Aria's POV ~I tried to sleep, but my brow creased as I slipped into a dream. In it I was a baby again, and a woman’s voice hummed a lullaby—soft and steady, like the beating of a distant drum.It was the same woman from my previous dream. The woman with long snow-white hair whom I couldn't see the face of. As her humming got louder, she picked me up from the weaving basket. My eyes were closed."Rowena," she whispered to me with a smile, and slowly her face became visible to me. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, and her eyes looked just like mine."Rowena," she called again, her smile spreading wildly. "Mother loves you so much.” She kissed my forehead and lifted me onto her shoulder, humming while she patted me gently.In my dream, it was clearly obvious that she loved me so much. The way she had touched and kissed my forehead all felt real. I had her eyes, and if I didn't look like my dad, I'd have been a photocopy of her.I always thought I was pretty. But beside h