I found my brother in an unexplainable situation when I hurled the guards out of the way and barged into the room. He lay still on his bed, just the way my Father laid. ͞ WAYNE’S POV “Will he be okay?” I picked up the faraway voice in my head. “He should be recovering soon,” another said, and my eyes fluttered open. “Wayne!” I heard Lucerne's still anxious voice call as I felt his hands on mine. I opened my eyes to find his pair of jade eyes searching my face with concern. He had an eye-bag, and his orbs were teary and red as if he had spent the entire time in tears. “How do you feel?” He rasped softly. I gave him a reassuring smile, “a bit dizzy, but I will recover soon.” Lucerne smiled, throwing a glance at the physician who stood beside the bed. “Thanks to him, we found out that you were sort of affected by an uncommon poison. But fortunately, the physician took it out through your veins.” I nodded, realizing my bro
A feeling of fear coursed through me and sent chills down to my spine... Something about this woman before me instilled in me a fear I could not comprehend, and those eyes of hers… I am not mistaken; I saw her vale orbs shortly flash silver before she turned around to face the window. ͞ WAYNE’S POV “Lu-lucerne?” I called with a croaky voice; it barely even came out in a whisper. I wanted to run to my brother's side, hold his hands and call for him to wake up, but I could not even move; I was too shocked to do so. What happened to Lucerne? I swore he was just fine when I saw him at the announcement. Even if he looked sick, at least not close to this. My legs moved slowly to stand beside his bed, my eyes squinting to stare at his face. What happened, was it the witch, what did she do? I did not know how to react, but I crouched to take a closer look at my brother. He did not seem to be affected by the demons-bane poison because his skin looked jus
We had finally arrived at the woods and I must say that there was something off about it. I mean, what was with the numerous vultures, why the fog, why the utter silence? I could not even hear a Bird’s song or a tiny Cricket sound. Everything about the woods was just too creepy… ͞ ANASTASIA’S POV I never knew my Lord was not in his room until Sage sent me to call on him when the Master could not wake up. I had knocked several times on his door and got no response, then walked in on my own due to the urgency of the matter. However, I found the room empty; he did not even make use of the bath I had earlier prepared for him. I could not recall anywhere he was likely to be that I had not checked so far because I had gone to the seashore, searched the woods, and searched the Master’s garden, yet he was not there. I even checked the Throne-room and the temple, but he was not. I only realized that my Lord was nowhere around the
I noticed that she had said more than she usually did and it was not just to tell me what I did not know. I realized she was technically giving me a clue to whom she worked for, so I do not mess around. ͞ WAYNE’S POV I stopped on my track at Phyllis’ words, was she throwing me to the wolves or what? “They are so, and you want me to stay with them for the night, what if they come at me when you are not looking?” I asked and the thought alone sent chills down my spine. Phyllis stopped and turned to face me. “Are you not man enough to protect yourself? I see you can make use of your mouth more than you do your wasteful muscles,” she snapped, the whip in her hand vanishing as she turned and continued walking. I did not know why, but her insult got to me more than Damien’s usually did. Maybe it was the fact that it was a female telling it to me, or the fact that it was a stranger. Whichever reason it was, I just f
I could not read the mind; I could not tell precisely what Phyllis thought. Nevertheless, I could tell she was staring at the towel, maybe even deeper. I followed her gaze only to realize that I was earlier wrong, now my brows subconsciously jerked when I realized what she stared. ͞ WAYNE’S POV I felt the splash of cold water on my face and I jolted awake. My eyes fluttered open, trying to take in the blurred view before me. “It is morning, wake up,” I heard Phyllis say and I realized she was the one who lingered before my face. I sat up, scratching the back of my head as I recalled falling asleep last night after Phyllis totally ignored my question and retired to sleep herself. I swiped down the water from my face and got up on my frail feet. Phyllis huffed and walked ahead of me, leaving me behind. I ignored her and rather dusted my clothes just as a groan left my lips, every part of my body hurt; my neck, my limbs, eve
I subconsciously moved back, not aware as I bumped my behind into what felt like a wall, only that now it no longer seemed so to be as a strong hand tugged at my arm and pulled me out of the shop to where I knew not of. ͞ WAYNE’S POV Her expression was indifferent, but I would not have known that she was intrigued by the quite big, pierced drawing of a Manticore at the side of my belly if I did not notice the short twitch of her lip. You see, I was one of the types who had a huge spot for Dragons since I was a boy and despite growing up, things remained the same. Only that I was now more obsessed with this Lion-dragon creature called the Manticore. Her countenance suddenly aired tranquility as she looked up at me with a smile crossing her lips. “Next time, you should ask for a pair of new clothes before running into the bathroom,” She pronounced, leaning her spear against the wall and tugging me out of the bathroom. She got in and loc
Despite being surprised at the verity that I was going to have a new maiden just when I thought Phyllis would take me to some part of the tower for hard work, I was more surprised that I seemed to have perceived my scent on this woman. Her scent too was familiar to me, making me feel I had met her somewhere. ͞ WAYNE’S POV Everything happened so fast and left nothing to my imagination; initially from the strong hand grabbing me, to everything around turning blurred, then to my back hitting painfully against a real wall. I groaned as I fell to a squatting position, trying to recover from the sudden speed with which the unknown carried me. I slowly looked up, surprised to see Phyllis standing before me, her eyes glaring down at me with fierce demeanor. I groaned, “What was that for?” “You obviously do not know how things go on here, do you? How could you just stand before a crowd of wolves and witches, looking sheepishly aro
I felt a swoon, and it was worse when her fingers slithered its way down to sensationally rub on my chest. My eyes narrowed, feeling the chills that coursed through my body… letting it flush to my parted lips as her moving hand reached for the rim of my pants and pulled at it. I winced just as I felt a strong hand on my right shoulder…calm but steely voice came behind me. ͞ ELSPETH’S POV “I am a wolf, my Lord,” I replied with naivety evident in my voice, though I had already reckoned what led to this query. I could not help but look up at my new Master, his eyes remained upon me; he never looked away. Instead, as I locked gazes with him, his became intense, his head titling crosswise as he undoubtedly accessed my facial features. I could not help myself as I looked from his deep-set narrowed eyes, to the way his thin-lined lips steadily pulled to a lopsided leer. His features were so virile, especially his resilient jawline and the fresh