His fingers were tapping on the table softly while his eyes trained on the cell phone, praying it to ring or at least a message to arrive. It had been seven hours since Brandon last checked in. Liam specifically instructed him to check in every two hours at least. Now, he grew restless of where the Gamma could be. Brandon went to investigate the whereabouts of Trinity's men that had left the territory.
Amanda was pacing back and forth between the front door of the mansion and the living room. Her action caused Liam to groan.
“Could you please stop pacing about?” he groaned, laying down on the couch.
Everything was giving him a headache today. Enough with the confusion with Adeline’s appearance that resembled his Luna. Now, combined with Amanda, pacing back and forth in front of him, was killi
Two hours had passed, she still rooted on the same ground, staring at the seven-foot-tall portrait of Stefano and herself. In the picture, Stefano had long black hair while he was wearing a three-piece wool suit consisted of a black wool frock coat, trousers, and a contrasting brocade vest as if he had just arrived from time traveling from the 18th century. The way his eyes were locking with hers was a pure adoration and love. Adeline was wearing a stunning rose gold sequin dress with a square neckline that showed her defined collarbone and body curve.They both looking adoringly at one another. Even it was just a picture, the love could be felt.Right now, she didn’t feel like it was her in the portrait. It felt different, like she just suddenly existed as Adeline with no memories. Even if Stefano said it would take time for her to remember things,
The men threw him into a cell. As soon as the door locked, Vincent tried to break it down but, the metal door burnt his skin. Great, now he was stuck here in a cell made of silver with no means of escape. However, that didn’t burn down his hope at all. He had been in the worst scenarios: another cell, another escape.He just needed to find the weakness. Vincent retreated to the farthest wall before running towards the door. He might be a demon wolf, but he wasn’t as immune as Mira. Vincent’s demon wolf was yet to manifest itself even it had been years. The cell bars burnt his skin, causing him to retreat and blew on the burnt wound on his arm.His body would fill with burnt marks before he could even open the door. Vincent didn't care because he had to escape by any means necessary. Vincent tried it again. Maybe the force wasn’t strong e
Two masked men entered the basement, which made Vincent and Brandon stood on their feet, wondering what these masked men had in mind for them. They unlocked Vincent’s jail cell before he was thrown to the corner by an unseen force, and his arms were bent behind him before they chained him with a silver chain. This was a work of magic, and Vincent was sure of it. He was dragged out of the jail cell into an interrogation room with just one light bulb above the chair on which he was being forced to sit down, and his chain was locked to the metal bar cemented on the floor.“Why do you want to know about the crest?” A voice asked him.Vincent looked around, searching for the owner of the voice. There was a figure stood in the darkness, staring at him.“I don’t know what you’re ta
After their picnic by the meadow, Stefano walked Adeline back to the castle, occasionally stopped along the way to admire the wildlife they passed by. He could have just teleported her back, but he wanted her to enjoy the serenity of the forest because once they arrived home, Adeline wouldn’t be able to enjoy this unless he came along. With so much going on lately, Stefano didn’t want her to wander around unguarded. He would command his entire army to guard her if he had to.About half of their journey, his walk came to a halt. Stefano reached for his wife’s hand and pulled her close to his body. He felt someone was watching them and he hated it when someone invaded his privacy.“Stefano, what’s wrong?” Adeline asked, following the look of his eyes. “What is it?”&ldqu
Stefano trudged down the elegant stairs just to see Lucien was standing before a big portrait of Adeline — the real Adeline. Before Stefano brought Adeline back to his home, he had tampered with all the portraits in the castle. Nobody could tell the difference, but he doubted Lucien would be fooled like everyone else.“I didn’t expect the Mistress to have red hair,” Lucien pointed out as if he wanted to bait Stefano out of his white lies. “Where did you find her?”There were two families eligible for the High Lord’s seat; the De Lucca family and the De Vincenzo family, the two strongest families of Daemons. Both families knew each other from the beginning. They built the town together, but the De Lucca family established the High Council of Daemons. Naturally, one of the De Lucca family members was appointed as the High
Trinity sat on her throne with one hand supporting her cheek. She waited patiently for Stefano to enter her Palace of Darkness. Her smile never ceased from her black lips. Her fingers were tapping on the skull armrest. The moment the gigantic double doors were pushed open, her interest peaked.Stefano walked in casually, as handsome as ever. Trinity understood why so many women were crazy for him. The stern and serious expression matched his beautiful carved face. His long legs made each step lightly. His hands were tucked inside the pockets of his long coat.“It has been thousands of years since you came here, My Lord,” Trinity said with a smile. “What brings you here?”“Even though your castle keeps moving around, why do I always find it easily?” Stefano asked her. &
Adeline followed Amanda to the second floor. As she passed rows of doors, she spotted one large wedding photo hung on the wall was a redheaded woman who looked like her. Adeline stopped and looked at the photo, admiring the similarity between them. Amanda stood by her side, looking at the photo as well.“Were you close with her?” Adeline asked.Amanda let out a breath. “We were. She was my mentor. Everything I know now is what she taught me for years. She was happy at her final few days.”“How did she die?”“She was killed by her stepbrother. You know, throne and family issues.”Adeline nodded. For power and wealth, everyone was ready to sacrifice their own family. It seemed thi
Cohen stared at the journal as he hoped that what they said earlier didn’t make sense to him. But, the more he read the same page, the more it didn’t make sense to him. What sort of power did Mira have to predict the future like this? Every detail she put on the journal was the same as what happened on that day except for one thing. He didn’t die.He had so many questions that had no answers because Mira wasn’t here to answer them. That made him frustrated. He reread the same page, like for the umpteenth times now.’I had the same dream again. I know it’s not just a dream. It’s a vision to show me that we would be victorious against Damien but at a very high cost. I refused to acknowledge the certainty of the dream, but with all the goals I’ve had in the past that had com