FIONA The girl reached out for my hand before our fingers could touch, Curtis slapped her hands out of the way."What the fuck Curtis! What did you do that for?"Curtis rolled his eyes. "I saved your utopia. What makes you think it is going to be good?""I'm hopeful.""Fuck that! Not to be a killjoy or anything but half the prophecies her kind gives are not forgiving on tender hearts. Do you really want to fuck up your utopia right while you are enjoying it?"The inner corner of my eyebrows rose. Curtis was right. It was stupid. Not to mention it could ultimately ruin a potential future with Alexios . But thinking over it, I wondered if hearing a piece of bad news would even be a bad thing. Knowing what would happen beforehand could help a great deal in preventing a tragedy. I faced Curtis. "I still want to know. What use is staying in bliss if it just collapses in your face one day? I would rather know a grim future than live in ignorance. At least, I'll have a chance to deter a har
LYDIA"What about this one?" The tired stylist’s voice was encouraging but I could tell she was beginning to get frustrated. "It will make sure attention is on you at all times." She said enthusiastically, holding up a tomato red knee-length gown that showed cleavage to my face. I stared uneasily. My dark eyes were already an attention magnet I had recently become accustomed to. A bright red gown showing non-existent cleavage was like jumping from the frying pan to an open flame. Especially when I was going to be wearing it to a celebration I wasn't even invited to. The stylist, sensing it was too bright for my pain in the ass dropped it and sluggishly swapped the red with a black dress. The new velvety black dinner gown wasn't as tight as the red one looked. It had spaghetti straps but showed little to no cleavage and I personally liked the color. Upon further observation, I realized that the gown wasn't even black. It was blue. A very darl shade of blue."Or this one?" She asked,
FIONA My mother had once told me when your future is read, it was set in stone. The prophecy from the girl of the eye of Cassandra was simply gut-wrenching. The ground seemed to vanish from beneath my feet. I fell to the floor as remnants of the words that spilled from her mind poisoned my soul. "The love of those that adore you will trickle down and in the end with your own hands, you'll be your ruin."I wasn't the brightest witch but nothing sounded good about that piece of information. It only assured me of one thing. Alexios would lose love for me. Curtis came to my side, perhaps to pacify me but that wasn't what I needed at the time. I stood up before he came close and slowly backed away from the bedroom arena."Fiona, calm down," Curtis said. "You told me you could handle this."That was true but apparently, I was in the wrong. I thought I was prepared for anything and in some sense, I had been prepared for everything. But this had to do with Alexios . Alexios Rose was my kr
ALEXIOS When I returned to my quarters, I got on to the bathroom and turned on the valve. Strings of cold water cascaded down my body as I slowly tried to clear my head. I remembered the taste Lydia left behind. I knew I should be disgusted but it did not speak well of me. I was the one who initiated the kiss. The girl had nothing to do with it but she had not made an attempt to stop it either. I dared say she enjoyed the kiss. I slicked back my wet hair so I could look in the mirror. I wondered what would have happened if my sanity hadn't returned. What if we did the deed? I couldn't really blame her. The new moon was coming. With it came the heat. I needed to have a plan before things got worse. As droplets of the nasty water spilled from my body down the gash below. I remembered what the Seer had muttered. "A blooming rose attracts two maidens. The scent of it shall cause the cherry blossoms to flourish and the Belladonna to wither. Love will find one and break the other. You,
CLARA"What would a girl her age like?" I pondered as I scanned the pieces of jewelry adorning the necks of perfect mannequins scattered across the store. "...what would Lydia want?" I wanted something expensive yet elegant. It was the type of person she was. I did not want the girl to believe for a second that I was beginning to manage her. Half f me suspected she was only being this way with me because of the power I held and the kindness I had displayed to her and while I did feel a slight prick by the heart for my supposed selfishness, I knew I was doing the right thing."Clara, tell me you do not intend to use Lydia to bait your son in tonight's banquet?"I flicked my head to the side and what did you know, it was Elliot tossed to the side like the devil on my shoulder. Why was he here, I wondered as I lifted a piece of jewelry that caught my fancy to the face. The necklace was a simple silver chain with a scarlet stone as big as a grape dangling at the end. It would contrast Lyd
LYDIAI remained frozen and motionless. Just staring into the deception of my reflection. It couldn't be. But no matter the lie I tried to tell myself, as my brain cells continued to diligently work, my reflection was all that stared back."Um...Miss Lydia?" The beautician coughed. I looked in her direction. She was by the door, holding it open for me. I felt a prick of guilt tear through me realizing I had been too carried away by my new improved self to make this woman's job easier. Numbly, I walked through and went out into the reception area.Clara was there, sitting on a chair made available with his eyes glued to something that glittered in her hands."Mrs. Rose." The stylist was sure to call her attention. Clara straightened her back and her gaze went my way as I continued to approach her. I noticed her eyes pop out in shock as her gaze lingered."Lydia?" The disbelief in her voice was evident and she couldn’t even mask it. I couldn't blame that she had found it impossible
FIONA"Did you like that?" Alexios asked with lust still heavy in his voice. I was by my side when he threw the question, probably still reeling from his post-orgasm daze. A tear escaped my eyes as I did my best to put on a brave voice, but deep inside I was trembling. I had come here wanting to know everything; now, I felt terrified. I did not understand what was happening and why it was happening to me. Performing the glamour spell to look like Lydia was a mistake because it showed me a truth I still didn't want to see. I trembled remembering the Seer's utterances. It was true. All of it was valid. Alexios had cheated on me. It didn't matter that it was still me. He has no idea it was me. Yet, he had sex with me. Mind blowing sex we had never shared as a couple. Not to mention that he marked me. A feat I had failed to make him perform. Alexios had always claimed that he was only waiting for the bond to overcome him and I had believed him. “Yes, I did,” I replied, trying my best to
LYDIAI found myself back in the garden. Alexios was about to break the kiss when I kissed him back without thought, instantly intoxicated by him. His mouth was firm yet tender on mine, silently coaxing me to let go of my inhibitions and just follow my instincts. I tried, hard to turn off my thoughts. My fears. Turn off every old feeling. I already knew I could be with this man, and he was pretty perfect. At least this side of him was. But my wolf wanted this. To just be with him. I raised my palm to his cheek, felt the rough stubble there. Without quite intending to, my lips parted, inviting his tongue into my mouth, and the move saturated my whole body with warmth, especially when a low moan left him, letting me know that . . . mmm, he felt it just as much. When finally we stopped kissing, our foreheads touched and I absorbed his very nearness, bit my lip, let out a sigh. Then his hand slid softly up my side, stopping at the swell of my breast, causing me to tremble.“I want to tou