CassianThe raindrops fall heavily from the sky, as if they were reflecting the same pain that was weighing heavily on my heart. The gentle patter of rain lent a mournful rhythm to the haunting melodies being played by the minstrels, which only served to intensify the sorrow felt by all present.My sister, Cleo, who was once full of life and joy, now lay as lifeless ashes on the funeral pyre, a symbol of my failure as a brother to protect her and keep her safe.Cassandra, my remaining sister, clung to my arm, her sobs a constant reminder of the love we had lost. Her tears soaked my robe, but all I could think of was escaping this place of death, away from the ceremony that seemed to mock our grief. I looked to my right and see Reyna standing with Rune and Malachi, her eyes a bottomless well of understanding, knowing my need to be with her. But Cassandra’s insistent crying was like a chain binding me to the spot.[“I’m here, my love,”] her words call to me over the mind link, my only
ReynaThere was an odd vibe coming from Cassian when he came to bed last night, and this morning when he left to deal with a few things, he barely spoke. Rune attributes it to still being in mourning and I would have believed it too, if I didn’t know Cassian’s heart by now.Something has him rattled, and it is not Cleo’s death.I breathe out a sigh and dry off after getting out of the shower, then as I walk into the bedroom, I see Malachi laying on the bed with Rune’s head on his lap. My heart swells just watching the way Malachi strokes Rune’s hair and the look of adoration in his eyes as Rune talks.“This looks cosy,” I say with a big smile on my face and both of them turn to me, looking sheepish. “No, please don’t stop being cute on account of me.”Rune chuckles and gets off from the bed to saunter over to me in the walk-in closet. He wraps his arms around me from behind and pulls the towel from around my body, his hand slipping towards my mound.“I have to go back to my kingdom fo
Reyna“Cassandra?” I ask, taking a step backward “What are you—”“Leaving already? That’s a pity,” she says with a grin on her face. “I was hoping we could talk.”Nothing about this feels right to me, especially not the way Cassandra is smiling at me. What does she have planned exactly? “We can still talk now before I leave. Weren’t you supposed to leave with Deana yesterday?”She chuckles. “I had a few… last minute things to take care of before I go, namely you,” crossing her arms, she cocks her head to the side. “I need you to reject Cassian before something … awful happens to you.”I can’t help but laugh at this, but she doesn’t seem to like it because her smile drops. “Reject Cassian? Are you out of your mind?” I scoff, then I turn my head to the side to show her Cassian’s mark. “That won’t happen anytime soon, I’m afraid.”When I look back at her, I can see the fury in her eyes. “Did you mark him as well?”“Of course I did, I marked all three of my Alphas,” I say, crossing my ar
ReynaMalachi's screams have faded away and are only audible as a distant echo now. The pain that I am currently feeling has surpassed the physical realm and is now affecting me on a spiritual level, causing my entire being to feel enveloped. I know I’ve been hit, but the forest around me refuses to let me fall.The evidence is overwhelming and points to the fact that I am no longer alive. There is no way anyone could survive being hit in the heart with a silver tipped arrow soaked in wolfsbane. So why am I here? I get to my feet and breathe out a sigh before looking around me with wide eyes.I see that I am back in my forest dreamworld, but something’s changed. The smell of burnt wood is overpowering, like the aftermath of a ferocious fire. The tree that stood tall and proud before, now lays in ruins, its size and magnificence a distant memory. I hear whispers, soft as the rustle of leaves, but filled with malice and contempt.“Reyna…” someone calls out to me and I struggle as I pee
MalachiThe window in front of me reflects nothing but emptiness, a void that mirrors the hollow feeling inside my chest. Behind me, Cassian and Rune are arguing again. Their voices, once filled with love and strength, now clash with bitterness and desperation. I wish I could say something, add my voice to theirs, but nothing wants to come out.I’m stuck in this silent torment, trapped by the guilt that claws at my insides. Reyna’s face haunts my every waking moment, her eyes filled with pain, her body broken. It’s my fault. I should have protected her. I should have been there.The world outside the window is a blur, the colours muted, the sounds distant. I feel disconnected from everything, adrift in a sea of regret and self-loathing. The memories of Reyna’s touch, her laugh, her warmth, all seem like echoes from a past life, a world that no longer exists.[“Malachi, say something!”] Rune calls over the mind link, his voice breaking through my fog.I turn to look at him, my eyes va
ReynaThe world came back to me in fragments, disjointed and hazy. Pain radiated from my chest, a sharp agony that pulsed with every heartbeat. The smell of herbs and the soft rustle of fabric reached my senses, and voices – familiar yet distant – called out to me.Then I remembered the being behind me, and screamed, only to wake up in a warm bed, surrounded by my mates. I don’t know how I got back here, or what happened. But now I’m sitting up in bed, alive, and holding the people who mean the world to me after thinking I had killed them. This shouldn’t be happening, I know people die after being shot in the heart especially with an arrow dipped in wolfsbane and silver. But that can wait for later, right now I am just appreciating getting to hold them, inhaling their scents and feeling their soft skin in my hands.Well, all but Malachi; he’s standing at the window and staring at me with wide eyesCassian’s face is pale, guilt written across his features. He looks away, unable to mee
ReynaI’ve been staring out of the window for the last few hours, mulling everything over in my mind. My life started to change drastically after I met the Alphas, and they sighted me as their mate. I started having those dreams right after as well, and I was attacked a few hours after meeting them.Who could have known about this before it even happened? Who knew about a prophecy placed on me and what I supposedly caused and will still cause? The only one I can think this leads to is my mother; could she be the one after me? No, that makes no sense. If she knew what I supposedly was, she would have killed me at birth and not…wait, was I left on the castle steps or did my father take me from her? I can’t remember. Everything feels hazy for some reason.“Your thoughts are loud, beautiful,” Malachi says as he sits down next to me. He takes my hand in his and kisses it. “Worrying over this won’t help much for now, so try not to think about it, okay?”I lean my head against his shoulder
ReynaWe touched down on Queen Court’s island a few hours ago and now I am sitting in a guest bedroom waiting for Leana. She’s in the shower currently, still in a daze after we saved her, and Rune is going to give her a check up after she’s settled in.Cassian and Malachi are sure that they didn't hear any heartbeats or feel any signs of life out there. So how is Leana still alive? Or rather, WHY is Leana still alive?The bathroom door opens and Leana walks out, her eyes downcast. Her damp red curls cascade over her shoulders, and when she looks up, it’s almost like I can feel my father’s gaze on me. Both her and Abby’s eye colour were always eerily similar to our father.“Feeling better?” I ask her with what I hope is a comforting smile on my face. She wraps her arms around herself and nods. “I am, thank you,” she says with a hoarse voice, returning my smile with an awkward one of her own as she walks toward the bed. I notice now that she’s washed the ash and soot away that there’s