EL'S POV I swung my legs off the bed and made my way to the window. The darkness outside was heavy, as though time itself had paused. The moonlight was eerily dim upon the earth, casting long shadows that seemed to dance on the deserted streets. It was an unsettling sight, one that made me question the nature of this strange silence. Everything felt so strangely desolate, no life on the street, neither were there any sounds of movements or patrolling. A sinking feeling crepy into my stomach as I realized that something was amiss. I furrowed my brows when I heard solitary footsteps, it caused my mind to wander as I contemplated it's origin. Was it just a figment of my imagination or was tgerr something more to it? My heart raced, curious and a bit anxious to know where the footsteps were heading. The silence that followed, I had to strain my ears, hoping to catch even the faintest sound. The room felt heavy with anticipation, each passing moment amplifying the mystery surrounding th
CASSANDRA'S POVAs I clutched my head, the world around me seemed to blur and fade away, leaving me alone with the overwhelming rush of memories from my past. Each memory hit me like a wave, crashing against the shores of my mind, bringing with it a torreny of burden and agony. Amidst this chaotic whirlwind of thiughts and emotions, a shocking image flashed before my eyes, a man falling from a bovering building, descending towards the unforgiving earth. The realization slowly dawned upon me, confusion and disbelief filled my mind as I looked up, desperately searching for answers. And then there was a glimpse of someone, a figure in the distance. Was that me? The connection between my uncertain memoryes and the present moment became tantalizingly close and as I looked down, my heart sank, a surge of horror washed over me. There, laying lifeless on the ground was a man with blood pouring from his head. The sight was gruesome and haunting, leaving me questioning the reality if what I had
EL'S POVThe old woman stared at me bent in figure and she was gone, it happened in an instant, without any explanation. I couldn't comprehend what had just occurred. It felt surreal as if I had stepped into another dimension. I stood, frozen in the room, trying to make sense if the sudden disappearance. There was no logical explanation that could account for what just happened. It wasn't an hallucination for I had seen her dtanding thereonents ago and it wasn't a trick of the light or my imagination, for everything else in the house remained unchanged. A shiver ran down my spine as I considered the possiblities. Was this spoke kind of mystical occurrence? Had thebold woman possessed power and beyond my understanding? Or was there a more rational explanation hidden within the depths of my mind?Taking a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts. Perhaps there was something about this atmosphere... something mysterious and inexplicable.“Beware all who hold this book in their ha
CASSANDRA'S POV The piercing scream shattered the silence, causing Alder, Julius and I to jump into action. Without hesitation, we rushed towards the origin of the familiar scream, my heart pounding with a mix of concern and fear. And there, amidst the eerie shadows and tangled branches witches attacked El, along with the shadows, threatening her very existence. Swiftly, I jumped into action, the others following behind. With vexation, I fought of the witches, stabbing them in the heart and clawing them with my Lycan claws while I growled at them. The shadows scampered away when they sensed our presence and that was another question that needed to be answered. They were shadows, untouchable creatures. We couldn't attack them even if we tried, but they could attack us, their attack would always catch one unawares. So why did they run? The dark forest, notorious for it's malevolence, had neatky claimed El's life. El kneeled, clutching her abdomen as blood gushed out. I didn't even kn
JULIUS' POVOut of the situation of El, I had to move back to the camp and had a very important meeting with that old witch, tricking me into believing that every thing is going to be alright. If I had slept with Alder. I abruptly left without telling anyone. In the depths of the chaos and uncertainty I found myself facing the old witch. With her mysterious aura and enigmatic smile, she lured into a meeting filled with promises and deceit. Her plan was cunningly crafted, a web of manipulation designed to lead me astray. With vexation, I faced her getting more vexed each passing moment. I turned towards Kathrine who still stood where she was yesterday. This time she wasn't smiling evily, her face was just stern and calculating. I wondered what it was that she was up to, but I knew that she had intentions with Katherine and I was still yet to understand why Katherine had to be the one for her task. But that shouldn't even be my problem for now. My problem was that she'd convinced me tha
CASSANDRA'S POVI looked Alder in the eyes with so much fright within me. With uncertainty and surprise, I observed his eyes and noticed how it kept shifting to something else entirely. I got the feeling immediately that he was an hybrid. Half witch and half wolf. All these years that I'd been with him, I couldn't believe that he could hide something as crucial as his identity. What was he scared about? What was he running away from? Why did he hide himself? I said nothing as I stepped back instinctively...he moved to touch me but I moved my hand away. Then turned before walking away, there was absolutely nothing I could say to it for now. I just needed space so I could think. So I left to check on El. I was still worried about her and her not being able to wake up after all the treatment we'd tried on her. One thing I noticed was that Julius had left and I didn't know when I began calling her name. The connection that I felt with her currently was unlike any other one I ever had. I
ALDER'S POVI knew it was a crazy thing to have just revealed my true identity after all these years. I grew up disliking nothing more than witches because my father was always against them and just everything that they were but one was in fact my mother, and that caused me to be quite unhappy about a lot of things because I never treated my mother the way she deserved because I was fed lies about her since I was a child. I hated my father for lie to me about witches when in fact my mother had been one of the best one could ever ask for...giving herself nothing, but giving us everything. He was vehemently against the existence of every witch, denouncing their very nature. These prejudices seeped into my consciousness, shapibg the nature of my perception of witches and tragically my own mother as well.Unknown to me, my mother, the woman I'd grown to despise through the words of my father was herself a witch-a fact concealed behind a web of lies and deception practiced by my father. I
JULIUS' POVThe world transformed under the ethereal glow of the moon into a mystical tableau as shadows danced and stretched, playing hide and seek with reality. The once familiar streets took on a bewitching allure, as though they held secrets uncovered. The moon radiated softness over the landscape, brushing everything with a silvery sheen. The leaves of the trees shimmered like liquid silver, their gentle rustle created a soothing symphony in the night. The flowers, normally vibrant and bold in daylight now appeared to be delicate and ethereal, their colors muted as though they were whispers of their true selves. The stars embraced the luminous presense if the moon, creating a celestial masterpiece. Like a shimmering diamonds scattered across a velvet blanket, the stars twinkled and shimmered and punctuated the night with their ethereal glow. It seemed as though the universe had come alive, revealing the beauty of it's nature. The moon and the stars reminded me if so many things