Lahat ng Kabanata ng The hybrid twins curse : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

ANASTASIA'S POV The day had barely broken when I woke up to get ready for the journey. I was excited, anxious and hopeful that our journey wouldn't be a waste. I wondered if she was even alive or if she kept the book all these years. Uriel was fast asleep when I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom, I wasn't sure if to wake her or not. I could bet she was excited but probably not as excited as I was after all she was mainly helping me. "You're awake," she groaned and stretched mildly on the bed as I stepped out covered in a towel. "I am, had my bath already. Didn't want to wake you." "Oh no that's cool, I should also get ready," she replied as she got out of bed. Minutes later we were both ready, we had packed our bags with anything we could need and prepared to hit the road. The door opened to reveal Uriel's mum. As usual she snuck in quietly and shut the door. "I see you guys are ready, ensure your phones are turned on. If your father asks, I'll tell him you went on a

ANASTASIA'S POV A knock sounded on my door hours later. "Dinner is ready, Ana," mum called out after a failed attempt to get into my room. "Ughh," I groaned. I really didn't want to go downstairs to eat but I knew mum would bug me and beg until I eventually did so I got up either way. "Coming," I called out knowing she wouldn't leave my door without a response. Her footsteps retreated and I soon heard the stairs creak. I got out of bed and changed into a plain top and free joggers before heading out. From the top of the stairs, I could see the dinning table set and Jed and Zain were seated. Could this day get any worse? Taking in a deep breath, I sucked in all the anxiety and made my way downstairs. "Hello Ana," Silas greeted warmly. "Good evening," I responded avoiding eye contact with the twins who seemed willing to kill me with their stares. The only space available was between both of them or opposite Jed and I sat between them reluctantly, I would rather sit by their

ZAIN'S POV Anastasia lay on the bed, all tucked in. She looked so peaceful drunk as she was and I couldn't help but stare at her and regret my decisions and how they made her feel. Graduation felt good and bad, good because of course it was graduation but I had envisioned this day with Ana by my side and it felt so weird without her. I could not get used to being ignored by her, passing her knowing I couldn't say a word. Watching her walk the stage felt so good except I wished I could cheer so loudly and she would smile at me with those bright eyes of her but there was none of that, it felt strange. I didn't know what I would have done if that guy had assaulted her, I would blame myself over and over for letting her go, for not paying close attention to her, for making her feel so unsafe with me that she had to be alone. It would have hurt me deeply and I would carry the guilt for the rest of my life. "Let's go," Jed urged, pulling me away slowly. "You've stared at her enough

Zain's POV I stood by the tall arched windows of the library, watching the afternoon sun cut sharp, angular shadows across the dark hardwood floor. For the third morning in a row, father’s seat had been empty. I’d watched his coffee grow cold and untouched before a quiet servant finally whisked it away. I knew something was up, something very fishy. It wasn’t the lack of a solution that put me on edge; I knew breaking a blood curse wasn’t something pulled out of a hat overnight. It was the avoidance. Father was a man who commanded space. When he walked into a room, you feel the air pressure change. But lately, he had become a ghost in his own home. He slipped out of the house before the staff even clears the dawn mist from the driveway, and his dinners are taken in his private study behind locked doors. It wasn't just strange. It felt deliberate. The heavy oak doors of the library groaned open, breaking my stare. I didn’t need to look up to know it was Jed. "He’s gone again

JED'S POV Zain and I walked hurriedly but carefully to dad's study. There was no telling when he would come back although I doubted it would be anytime soon. Father was avoiding being seen and the daylight would expose his presence. The house was quiet, safe for the few staff running around to get things in order. Ana was still asleep thankfully and Vivian never had any reason to frequent this part of the house. My one-week observations of everyone's routine told me this much. Soon enough, we were in front of the study, but this time there was no space through which to peek, it was sealed right. Zain muttered a silent prayer before trying to turn the knob. "Fuck," he clenched his fist as it didn't budge. "This man probably knows we're on to him." "I doubt he does. Well he should have planned better," I responded. The tiny key I had managed to obtain yesterday fit easily into the keyhole and the next minute, we were standing in the middle of the study. "You watched me go th