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R.C KAPURDear Readers, I am aware that there was not update for a while, and I apologize. However, I was caught up with a health emergency at home. Things are better now on the family front, and everyone is back home from the hospital but honestly it was a challenging month. Trying for 4 chapters a week. Fingers crossed.
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Omerta’s POV "I wish I had a concrete answer for you. The truth is that there is no clear explanation for the word lycan." Set told me. "At some places, it refers to a curse that Zeus placed on his enemy, while other texts refer to it as a disease or a plague that drove men crazy." He made no effort to hide the disgust in his voice, as he continued to explain about lycans. "Avo prefers the legends that refer to us as a part of the evolution, moving towards a stronger being, which is imperative for the evolution of the blessed ones. But the truth is, we are far from that. We are monsters." He raised his voice as he went about a self-deprecating monologue. "Do you know that we have poison running through our veins? Anyone who drinks our blood, werewolves and vampires alike, ends up dead. And that too is a painful one; their insides rot away slowly, decaying their organs. We are cursed in every sense." I was still not clear as to what he was talking about, but I knew he was venting
Promised to the Tyrant Avo's Talk
Lucifer's POV I knew it was fucking cowardly of me to run. But what other option did I have?There was no way in hell that I was going to sit there and discuss my fucked-up childhood, visiting all those painful memories.Moreover, I was not ready to let her in and bare my heart out to her. And not just because she was a witch, but because I knew that once I let her in, there would be no turning back after that.Keeping away from her was already fucking hard.So, I had no fucking option but to run to Tirano.Luckily, we were meeting at a guest house that belonged to one of the smaller northern packs, and was surrounded by the forest, so I knew there would be no run-ins with the humans.Lucifer," Avo called out to me as he saw me exiting the forest. "Where are Omerta and Set?""I wanted to go for a run," I answered back, avoiding mentioning Omerta and Set altogether. "So what is the plan? Do we know where that witch elder is located?" I continued to question him, trying to divert th
Promised to the Tyrant The Walk
Omerta's POV "I thought you said there are over a hundred witches here," Set said, sounding irritated. "Guess, Aaron's mom forgot to mention that they were not real witches but rather wanna-be witches," I chuckled at Draco's jab as my eyes roamed the whimsical fair that was filled with vibrant colors, swirling mist, the aroma of incense, and a sea of girls dressed up as witches. "Make all the fun that you want to, but my mother's information is never wrong," Aaron replied to Set and Draco, referring to his mother's ability to speak to animals and birds. Like Aaron had explained to us, they were her little spies, her sources of information. "Yeah, but these girls don't smell like witches," Draco continued to tease Aaron. "I can feel one or two strong auras, but the rest are humans who are just here for a costume party. Your mom got duped, buddy." "Most of them do not have active powers, but they are witches...uhm I mean wise ones." Aaron tried to uphold his claim. "Because o
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Lucifer's POV Avo's words hit me hard! It was not just what he had said out loud but also what he had left unsaid. The weight of those unspoken words was heavier than the words that painted a picture of my hypocrisy. 'Excuses and more fucking excuses'. My beast sneered at me, wording what Avo had left unsaid. The myriad of reasons that I had been giving myself, her, and the world for not being with her was more of a facade. Actually, I was cringing behind a pile of excuses. Afraid. That was right; I was afraid. I was FUCKING terrified. Terrified of having a shot at true happiness. Deep down, I knew it was not what I deserved—an abomination like me. Of course, her witchy ancestry irked me; there were no two ways about it. But I too did not give her or us a chance and instead latched onto those witchy genes, telling myself that I could not be with a witch. Just like I doubted her every step of the way when she came here. I doubted every action and every intention. The truth w
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Omerta's POV To say it felt good to see Lucifer get all protective and jealous in front of Harris was the understatement of the year. I was ecstatic to see him go all possessive. It showed me that he still cared. And that there was hope, which was enough for me for now. If I was being honest, I was expecting him to revert back to being the cold version of Lucifer after the love potion episode, retreating back to the shadows. Instead, he remained right there with me, holding my hand. And that was something... We had kissed and made out several times, so in front of that handholding, it should not feel like a big thing. However, our passionate shenanigans were nothing in comparison to the romantic gesture that our interlocked fingers signified. It pulled at some deep and intimate feelings. It made me feel secure in ways that I never thought were possible. When he did not withdraw his hand, even after realizing he was still holding on to me, I took it as a sign. A sign that ther
Promised to the Tyrant Her Words
Omerta's POV "So, what is the plan?" I heard Aaron asking when I stepped out of the guest house. "We will start from where we left off yesterday," Avo said calmly. "She was at the fair yesterday, and she made that known, so that is where we start from." After I had spotted the wise one yesterday, we systematically scanned the whole area, only to come up empty-handed. After sundown, Aaron and I could not even feel her presence anymore. We thought it would be easy to scout her out, especially since the one quick glance I had gotten at her told me that she was the spitting image of me. It was almost like looking at my own reflection in the mirror. Maybe I was confused; maybe she just had red, curly hair and green eyes. One thing was sure, she barely looked like an elder. Truth be told, the possibility that it could be my mother had crossed my mind. I had never seen my mother's photograph, but I knew she looked like me. "Is Lucifer not coming?" Draco looked at me, expecting me
Promised to the Tyrant Living Together
Omerta's POV "Don't even fucking think of lying to me, Stray!" Lucifer warned me as he stood all tall and large in that tiny washroom, fuming to fury. He was beyond upset. "You were here with her. Fucking all alone! Do you even know what she could have done?" Lucifer continued, scolding me as he took my hand back in his, pulling me out of there. Alright, he was worried, all right, and he had all his reasons. "I am fine; it was nothing. She did nothing." I tried to calm him down as I showed him that I was unharmed. "You have no idea what they are capable of. All witches are not like that fucker Aaron." It was good to know that Lucifer had let go of some of his inhibitions concerning Aaron, especially since Giovanni had marked him. When we stepped out of the restroom stalls, Avo and Aaron were waiting for us outside. So this is how Lucifer knew about her. Did the wise one know that Aaron would come here? She was super precise about Lucifer's timing as well, which meant
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