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Micah asked. His blue eyes were no longer blue, they had turned a strange darker shade like the night sky. His features were still handsome but he now carried the famous aura of house Midnight. He truly was one of them. "I know you killed my brothers. There is no need lying about it," he added, watching her with those midnight eyes. "I —I... What do you want?" Hazel spat. Her hand was slowly going to her thighs to pull her dagger. He was obviously stronger than her but having the dagger close brought her a sense of security.

He didn't get enough time to digest what was happening when a bright light, sparkling like diamonds hit him square in the face. Mia opened her eyes and they were glowing a bright blue. Alex watched in both awe and terror as she moved towards him. The demon was going through the same shock as it paused and stared weakly at Mia whose hair was now pure white and her forehead bore a glowing symbol of a half moon. Alex was still in a trance as she placed her hand on his forehead. She stared deeply into his eyes before kissing his big wolf head. Alex felt power surge through him with a great force as light entered him from her palm.

Then Elijah went all mental and bit me. I really wanted and needed Kol to be here. — “Ah, miss Mikaelson, you're still awake…” He looks around the room to see a lot of worried family members and friends of mine. “Are you okay with me discussing your health and treatment with people in the room?” An older man asked. “Can you guys step out for a minute? Hazel c-could you please stay?” Everyone nodded and left, Hazel just smiled and nodded. She got up and came closer.

“Please tell me that you are not referring to Sienna as your daughter.” “Do you see Sienna being a sharp wolf? As far as I'm concerned, she's nothing but an Omega. A smart and strong one I will admit, but that is all.” I said, staring down at the picture of the woman that I once loved before putting it away. “But yes, you do have a sister just as much as she does.” I turned toward her, the wicked smile stretching across my face. “She doesn’t know. Neither does Damon. But the girl exists. They have tried finding her for years before they passed away. Kael and Evelyn believed her to be dead a long time ago. They never bothered looking. And now… she will return.”

Mikael's voice was warm, his eyes glinting as he drank the content from his cup. "Why does she look like she's seen a ghost? Is she afraid her blood would be used for our next dinner?" someone taunted me in the room, grabbing my attention. He was like a giant, his whole body could swallow me up and probably most people in this room. One of his eyes had been patched and he was bald. On his forearms was a tattoo of a wing and the name Ophylia was written underneath.

"I, Amara Grace Mikaelson..." I swallowed hard, but the moment a smile tugged at Jace’s mouth, my own lips followed and curled into a grin. “Alpha Female, born from the Blood Moon Pack, takes back my rejection from you, Alpha Jackson Galhart….” Jace’s eyes watered, and so did mine.

They stop just as his figure steps into the soft pale yellow light now at the center of my cell. My breath catches in my throat. It is really him. Raelin Michaelson. The Midnight Alpha. I know it the second I see his face. I have seen pictures of him, but this is the first time in my life that I am physically seeing him up close. The powerful energy around him nearly knocks the air out of my lungs. The ‘M’ carved into the golden ring on his finger, and the pack symbol on his jacket, they all confirm what I feared. I am hanging in front of the one Alpha who would rather see a rogue like me dead than breathing.

A dark jocular chuckle escaped me as I rotated the knob. “Alpha Tyr, please don’t hurt Mikayla,” Forbes gravely pleaded in the corridor, gasping sporadically. Sage crouched behind him, struggling to rise. “Alpha, Heron wouldn’t want you to hurt her.” My nostrils flared and I shot them a pair of my lethal flaming red pupils. Then I pushed open Mikayla’s room door and entered. The moonlight shone through the window on her. The moon's milky appearance imbues Mikayla's celestial body with her silvery brilliance as she lay on her back, sleeping soundly.

Hazel asked "I'm sure he'll understand eventually." Hailey said "It's been almost two years, when is he going to let go?" Hazel asked "Sweetheart don't keep it in mind. I'm sure he'll come around eventually." Hailey said "When? What am I even saying? Even you were mad at me." "Hazel baby." "Excuse me mom." Hazel said walking away. Hazel Maximilian was not like the rest of the family, yes she was a wolf but also a witch. She was supposed to be a vampire but she wasn't, instead she was a witch not just any witch she was a seer.