RIFTAN POVShe was back.I could feel the warmth of her laugh as she conversed softly with her beta and some ladies, casually sipping tea. The wash of her stare would brush my side intermintedly, letting me know she was aware of my existence as I was hers.But something didn’t feel right. She laughed and talked like Eden, but it felt like a piece of her was missing, like she was here, yet she wasn’t.“A penny for your thoughts?” Khalil drawled slipping beside me and yanking the glass of whiskey from my hand, downing the brown liquid in one swig and then wincing at the burn of the fire sloshing down his throat and into his stomach.“I am still trying to figure out why Eden insisted on keeping you here.” I muttered below my breath causing him to scoff.“Seriously brother, I have atoned for my sins, paid a heavy price for trying to put up a fight against your little mate. I wouldn’t have volunteered on saving her. Besides…” A smile slithered on his lips;“She has warmed up to me pretty qu
EDEN POVThe first sign of life came with me lying on my back and facing upwards and this time, with a smooth, soft blanket draped over my body. A tiny moan slipped out of me, as I wiggled out of the thick haze of dreamless sleep, then came into contact with a soft hand that caught mine in a tight grip. “Baby, hey.” He countered low, emotions clogging his throat before he raised it to his lips and showered kisses on it, paying attention to each bruised knuckle and finger. I peeled my eyes open, hating how much it was suddenly a norm to just pass out and linger in the world of the undead. I turned my head to find Riftan watching me intently, faint light casting shadows around the room and the other side of his face. Only the night lamp was on. A small smile formed on my face as I took him in, the worry lines on his forehead and the dark circles around his eyes. I was the one kidnapped and forced to sail through the blood rivers of hell, yet he was the one who looked a lot worse. "
UNKNOWN POVI found myself yet in another land of the unknown! Unlike all places I have seen in my recent dreams, this one gave me unforgiving chills. The gothic brown interior brought into being, a classic view of a huge, ancient, frigid, and dark hall, with candles flickering to give a bit of light! The light wasn't much, so it left room for everything that lurked in the shadows to go all out and reign freely!Some murmurs and whispers could be heard from the shadows; I turned around to find nothing but me, and my own shadow that was amplified and zoomed by the candles. Another violent shiver tore through me causing my toes to curl, and at that very moment, I realized I had no shoes on! I braced my ground and tried to take a step forward! I don't know why but I felt very unsettled and very disturbed about the vision I was having. It didn't feel like any other of the ones I have had all my life!“Remiel!” A lifeless, cold voice called out, sending a shiver through my spine. I spun ar
RIFTAN POV“Because he’s Riftan’s brother. Family, no matter how rotten it is, is still family. And as Riftan’s mate, I have got to uphold the peace in this family. Khalil isn’t going anywhere; because he is my mate’s brother.” The words seeped through the cracks of the door and into my soul like a white fog, clouding my senses with a foreign sensation. I had just arrived from Moon Logistics when I couldn’t find Eden anywhere, and the rage climbed to the peak when her rosy scent led me to the guest room she first lodged in when she arrived here.I mean, we were way past that, and it didn't make sense why she had to choose the guest room when she could have used my chambers, her chambers. But hearing those words as I stood before the door made me realize one thing;Eden was more than I bargained for.She was a holy grail in my blemished world and nothing I could ever do would ever make me worthy of her. She was everything perfect; from the color of her unusually black eyes to the sil
EDEN POVThe following days passed with a murky blur. I was still recovering from having my blood sucked out of me and fed to Mr. Charcoal, and the dust was beginning to settle.There were still a lot of things that didn’t make sense, gaps that needed filling, and cracks that needed to be closed; but one thing I was thankful for was how my life was back to normal.And yes, my normal involved watching my wolf play with Lucifel out of my body like little puppies in love.“You are getting better.” A familiar voice countered from above me. I spun around To find Khalil watching me intently, his face a mixture of complacency and peace. It’s been a few days since he was welcomed back to the pack with a grand feast and opened arms, everyone wanting to grace the skin of the savior who delivered their luna from the lands of torture and pain. I didn’t need to be told, but the color on his face told me he was adjusting just fine. And he liked it here. “That was not enough to shake me, Khalil.”
EDEN POV “We can always turn around, you know? All you need is to say the word and we will go back to baking pies and cakes in our shop.” The voice came out smoother than cotton, comforting, considering the kind of dilemma I was in. I very much wished I would take her up on her word and do as she suggested but that meant putting everyone’s lives on the line, everyone… including the people who looked at me like I was some kind of a redeemer. My smile came out forced, and so was the breath that followed. “You know I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t have the choice. There is no other way.” I responded before staring out the milky clouds below the metal craft. “That’s what he says. But you know there is a way out. There is always a way” Serena, my waiting maid, bodyguard, and one the most powerful warriors of Crescent Island Pack, argued as she dropped in front of me, a concerned look on her face. I wanted to believe her, desperately so. Because I was dying for a way out of this. But th
EDEN POV I knew this dream too intimately. I knew how it played out from the beginning till the very end. And I knew that every time it haunted me, I very much wished it was but a bad dream. Unfortunately, it wasn’t. It was a recollection, a memory playing on the loop in my subconscious. A memory of that becursed night. Lifeless bodies around me, others in wolf form and others in human. Cries filled the night air while cinder and ash rained from the sky of blazing fire around us. The helplessness from watching my pack being massacred by a group of rogue wolves, wolves so powerful that no weapon penetrated their skin… Wolves with eyes blazing red like burning flares of hell fire. Warriors falling, one by one. Throats being ripped and torn in front of my very own eyes. My mother's lifeless body with her throat ripped out, my father wounded and howling over the body of her mate...the pain he never recovered from. And Kai... My favorite young cub with a crescent moon on his fore
RIFTAN POV For the past hour, I have been trapped between the land of the living and the realms of the dreams, my mind slipping to both sides at once. I was vaguely aware of the plump, smooth, and naked body pressed against my own, while soaring within plates of nightmares and solidified hell. I was thankful for clarity, when my mind mind fully slipped to reality, saving me from the hell of my mind. The sound of my phone vibrating from my nightstand was what woke me up entirely. I peeled my eyes off before rubbing a hand over my sleepy eyes, then stared to my side at a redhead who was rubbing her small body against mine. I stretched to the side for the phone but was stopped by Blair as she yanked my arm back and started raining kisses on it. “Why don’t you ignore it?” She purred before inching closer until her face was a breath from mine. I ignored her instead, pushing her face from mine, and then picked up the small device from the nightstand and stared at the caller. G