DAISY “Is that even safe?” Daniel asked after I went into the house and changed my clothes. I did not want to wear the same clothes I was wearing because they made me feel heavy. I was not sure if Poppy was going to come back anytime soon so I decided to not leave her a message to say that I had gone. If everything went well, I would like to keep it a secret.“I have gone there once. The witch there had thrown me out because of something she had been in my memories. I want to know what it was. What could be so bad that a witch like that, who was probably centuries years old was scared of me.” I explained to him as we got into the car.We decided that we were going to drive until we reached the point in the woods where a car was not going to be able to get past. We headed down to the woods, and I realized then that it might have been too late. The sun was going to go down and the woods might be dangerous, but we have also come so far. What if there was danger ahead of us and I was put
DAISYA thorn pricked around my neck as I blinked back into existence. My hands and my feet were restricted in a place, and the place I was in smelt like warm wet sand. I tried to move my body but it felt like I was contained in a vessel. I opened my eyes slowly, and then I realised where I was. It was a shrine. A strange one. I realised the pieces of the shrine with the dark artefacts that I saw in Poppy’s house, and that nearly made me choke on nothing. The realisation of what had been happening to me came to mind and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. I needed air. I needed water. I tried to sit down forcefully and it felt like I had gained extra pounds just by lying down there. I came here to look for answers about my life. Where did they take me, and where was Daniel? Was it Poppy’s witch that had taken me in? It couldn’t be. Her house did not look like this. It looks serene and nice, not dark and scary.“Hello?” I called out, my voice croaking out. “D… Daisy?” A faint voice whispere
Five hundred years ago. DAISY / LUCY The bell made a screeching sound that made almost everyone in the town hall close their ears with their hands. Everyone hated the sound, but they liked the fun that came right after it because suddenly, there were horses rushing out of the palace doors. The most handsome werewolves and warlocks with their swords strapped around their glistening skin made every girl swoon to their toes. They showed off, and they each raced after their species and the girl they were going to take back tonight. Even the most unflattering women in the pack were chosen but I was never chosen.It had to do with the fact that I was mated to the sons of the alpha, and also, my identity. A half breed. Werewolf-witch hybrid. There were laws put in place that prevented the two species from having affairs even though we lived together, but my parents fell in love. After they had given birth to me, they were executed in front of the entire hall. They had almost killed me too
DAISYI was plunged back from the awful flashback by a series of chants and spells that could not pinpoint. Suddenly, everything came back to me. I was not Daisy Miller anymore. I was Lucy Black, and the feeling was just like I had thought it was going to be. I hated it. The person I was in the past five centuries was who I wanted to hold on to. The one that cursed an entire bloodline, and the one that had started an enmity between witches and werewolves. They had killed me so soon when I was a young eighteen years old child. They deserved it. My throat bobbed when it reminded me of the triplets. History had repeated itself this time. It was not Cedric, Ambrose, and Yves this time. It was Liam, Declan, and Julian. I had grown fond of them… and they most likely knew about the curse. Did that mean that only one of them was ever going to be able to make it and the rest of them are going to die? No way. I was too fond of Declan and Liam. Julian too, and he was the father to my unborn kids
THIRD PERSON’S POVThree months. Three months of sleepless nights, painful days, and brutally long hours were what the triplets had been going through. They did not know what it felt like to not have a mate after getting mated to Daisy. They would often see people getting the withdrawals from their mate being absent but they never thought they were going to feel that way someday too. For Julian, it was even worse than he thought it was going to be. With every day that passed, all he could remember was the ways he would have made her feel special. He had been so terrible to her and now that she was gone, he regretted it more than ever. Even though he knew he started to get a semblance of redemption before she left, the guilt still ate at him every day. His brothers did not even try to hide how they were still pissed at him from what happened almost nine months ago now. Julian wanted to know if Daisy was okay, and he wanted to know if his children had been given birth to. It ate him
DAISY I knew of pain. I knew what I felt when Julian had practically ripped my heart out of my chest and used it to play. I also remember the pain from when I was Lucy Hale— when the triplets had killed me and I was on the brink of death. But none of it compared to the pain I was feeling now that I was lying down in the pool of blood while I was trying to push out my children. I could feel everything and with no one to help, it was pain. My throat was sore from calling out to Daniel to come and help me. It seemed that I had killed him alongside other witches or something had happened. I felt so bad but I didn't even have the energy to. By the time I pushed out the kids, the entire energy in my body was drained and I lay there on the floor, at the mercy of no one while I heard the cries of my children. I felt restless and wished I could sit up and pick them up, but I couldn’t. Not just because of the exhaustion but because of the curse I placed. I was a half-witch, and my children
THIRD PERSON’S POVThe triplets had picked a day and cleared their schedule for when they were going to get their mother. Declan did not know what to expect, because for all he knew she wasn’t even related to any witch in any manner and it was all just a big misunderstanding. But he was not going to forgive himself if he did not at least explore the chance of it, and basically two birds with one stone. He was going to find out about the woman who birthed him and also get help about his mate. They had embarked on the journey that was going to take at least half of the day. They were in their car, alternating to drive every few hours while the others that were not driving read through some manuscripts about witches because they wanted to try and decipher what the journal meant but they had little to no success with that. It was like trying to learn a brand new language. “This is so frustrating man.” Liam groaned as he slammed the big book he was reading shut and leaned his head to the
THIRD PERSON’S POV“Who are you?" Declan asked after a moment of silence passed between him, his siblings, and the other person who eerily looked like them and could be their sibling. He could see the look on her face too. She knew something was definitely wrong when three copies of her were standing on her doorstep on a random day. “More of who are you?” She frowned, eyebrows deepening. “Or who are you looking for?” Declan looked at his brothers, his lips forming into a thin line before he answered, “We are looking for Aurora Hale. Our mother.” The girl’s eyebrows shot up as shock evenly distributed throughout her body. Aurora Hale was the name of her mother who had left her when she was an infant and disappeared into the world. “No way in hell,” she muttered, realisation also dawning on her that the men in front of her were her siblings. She had never thought that she had family anywhere until today. She had craved familial life and support that it almost felt like a joke. “You a