My blood runs cold and I feel like screaming. Oh my god. I knew something was up. I knew it. But this? I can feel other people around me, not people but presence. I’m seeing this and all my questions are getting answered, and I was right. Elara did find a way to capture some flames when the Lycan’s flame fused with Diane. She…… did this. Brought her soul back and Ashryn’s too. “What about the baby in your belly Elara? This world has settled itself out, the universe has achieved balance after Diane’s sacrifice. The timelines should be separate now, no more freak deaths, no more sudden famine, our land and our people will prosper and there are new Kings now” Elara scoffs but Eras continues “They won’t be like us Elara. I want to leave this world for them. They should handle how it’s ruled. I just want to…. give this man his life back. His full life. I don’t want to keep on watching through him. I don’t want to keep on making him feel like he's going insane. He’s wondering what i
My parents never loved me.This memory pulls me in with the force of a tide and I cannot resist it. I see my mother standing and looking at something with scorn in her eyes. She stands over a cot and I can tell she’s looking down at a child. I can tell she’s looking down at me because she’s always looked at me like that.With her lips curling into a half sneer and her face lined with a degree of animosity she has sustained ever since I've known her. Her face always seemed set in stone from the moment I met her and I guess this is the reason.She’s hated me since my birth, and when she turns, my father comes into view.“Where is she?”His voice booms in the room and my mother shakes her head and sighs.“Like I'd know. That woman has been all over the place since last night. Is that what a shaman is supposed to do? Walk around and never actually be here to read the fate of the child?”“The child is our daughter.”My breath catches in my throat at my father’s words but my mother simply s
“Adelaide!” My small feet shake and quiver as they keep on running. “Adelaide! Do not make me come get you!” The threat is clear, yet my small self runs. My six-year-old body stumbling from days of starvation, my head pounding from the amount of tears I had shed. I slip in and out of the little girl’s body at intervals and then the sound of feet comes. They make the forest shake and reverberate and it causes my heart to shake. I hide because that’s what I always do, but it doesn’t take me long to be found out. My father’s warrior grabs me by the hair and sneers into my face as he pulls me up. “Got you.” I am dragged back to the pack and whipped by my mother. Then I'm nine years old once more and I run again. This time I have blood leaking down the side of my face. I remember all this but somehow watching it again rips open a fresh wound in my heart. I am caught and my father breaks one of my legs. A quick wicked action. I make another attempt to run at the age of twelve and
“Cain?” I ignore the sound of my name and try to sink further into the wall. I’m sure i could move it if i wanted to but i don’t. I don’t want to do anything. “Cain!” I just want to sit here and not think about anything. Nothing matters anymore now. Nothing ever mattered but it’s been one blow after the other from the world i live in and i’m annoyed and angry now. “Cain!?” The guard’s footsteps draw near and this time i don’t have to struggle to access the magic inside of me. I don’t have to focus to access whatever measely magic i had been accessing before. I directly will a blindness into the eyes of the guards and they see me, but they don’t. They all walk past me as if under a trance and i let them. They’ll be walking for some time and when they’re finally out of it, they won’t remember when they started acting like remote controlled robots. I will have more time to myself, and i will have more time to think of how to call the spirit of a dead queen back. Lycan’s flame or
Cain stares at me and I can't read what is in his stare.I feel so cold inside right now.I always thought my parents hated me for being an omega, for being born to them when… they didn’t want me, or something like that. I’m not saying they would have been good parents if whatever effect I had on them didn’t happen, but it feels like they weren’t given the chance.My mother knew immediately that I wasn't hers. Her reason for suspecting that is a bit annoying, but at the same time, she knew.She knew I wasn't what I portrayed myself to be and my father… he may have loved me, maybe.I sigh as I think of that and Cain wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.I can’t even imagine how he feels right now. His parents actually loved him.His mother absolutely adored him and he…. he would have grown up to be a smiling happy person. A male I may or may not have been chanced to come across in my lifetime if not for Lyros and everything that’s led up to this moment. I may have nev
“Lyros!”Cain bursts into the room with enough force to bring the castle down. The air around him warps and his body begins to glow again. I try to resist the way my body rings with remembrance when he taps into that power.It’s like a part of me knows his magic is familiar, the part of me that once saw that magic blossom and come alive. I do what comes naturally to me and the world is outlined in shimmering color.Lyros is wrapped in a blue halo, the same one he was wrapped in the night he stepped through to Paris with me, and the Lycan’s flame still burns around him. Rafie and Alizadeh also have halos around them.They’re the same size as Lyros’s but theirs glow a different color. Rafie’s halo glows like heavy sunshine and Alizadeh’s has a soft pink peachiness to it, the same color as his eyes. Both their halos are radiating with power, and I can feel it. They are powerful. They’re Kings after all. But I see the difference immediately Cain comes into my line of sight.Halos surr
I turn the coupled staff and Chalice into a star.It darts into the sky and a smile kind of lines my face. My body hums with power and it’s a silver kind of energy. One that fills me up and threatens to warp the space around me but I hold it back.They must not get their hands on the Lycan’s flame.I tighten my hands around my swords and meet Rafie and Alizadeh when they strike. The force of their strike sends tremors down the line of my arm but my magic absorbs it before it causes any damage.We make eye contact for the briefest second before we separate and the attacks come again with renewed fervor.Alizadeh slashes for my abdomen while Rafie goes for my head but I move with the momentum of their strikes, too close that their blades are just an inch from grazing me yet just out of reach that it never does.They do not relent and I let us fall into a rhythm. The clang of our swords rings out and a sonic boom follows whenever we collide. The chalice and the staff hover miles above us
“Take me back!” Diane keeps me bound in thick vines and I thrash as I try to squeeze my way out of them. The amount of anger I feel right now makes me feel like blowing up. How, dare, she! How dare she take me from Cain and then bring me here, bound up like a common dog when I have someone who needs me. “I said let me go, Diane!” “Calm down Adelaide. I’m trying to help you here.” At the sound of the tiredness in Diane’s voice, I stop my wriggling for a while but that doesn’t make me feel relaxed. Instead, it makes me feel anxious and scared. “Why am I tied? Cain won’t be able to defeat all three of them himself. I need to go back and..” “Slam into all of them blindly and hope you’re not hit in the midst of battle and swords. You’re not indestructible Adelaide, you can still bleed and you have no battle training.” “I have trained!” I feel my body shudder with anger again and the ropes become tighter. They’re canceling out my magic and she…. “You were watching this whole tim