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
Vincent and Brandon groaned when the abductors threw them in the jail. They had been moving from one place to another in the past two days as if they were trying to shake off a tail that kept following them.“They’re tracking us down,” Vincent said after the abductors left the jail. “That’s why they’re moving us.”“Moving us around to make a wild goose chase,” Brandon grunted.Brandon had the worst condition than Vincent. His body was covered with burnt marks and dried blood from the wounds.“Better than nothing. Cohen is getting somewhere,” Vincent said, leaning against the wall. “All we can do is surviving this.”After a while, the abductors
Clavier sat inside his car and waited. Someone entered his car wearing a white ghost mask. The rain started to pour in the parking lot.“There is a problem in another realm,” Clavier said. “Two men were abducted by the Knight of Death.”“Do we have any leads?”“Yes, but the Alpha’s mate is in trouble.”When Clavier checked on Mira earlier, her memories were fuzzy. She could barely remember anything from her past life. He thought it was because of the resurrection, but he feared it might be even worse. There was a moment where Clavier caught her remembering her mate, Cohen. Suddenly, that memory vanished just like that. She could still remember every bit of her past and, of course, mostly Cohen.
After they had located the last known location, Cohen didn’t want to waste any more time. He led his tracking teams out as soon as possible. The lands they were covering were too much even with the help of three packs. He wanted to focus his mind on finding Mira, but he had to split his focus on finding Vincent and Brandon, too, with the current situation. He already failed to protect her. He couldn’t fail to defend his entire pack. What kind of Alpha would he become if he was unable to protect them?He walked to the dirt road that led to an abandoned mine and knelt to touch the dirt. There weren’t any tires’ tracks. This road hadn’t been driven on for a long time. Was he searching in the wrong place?“Alpha, there are some movements at the mine
Cohen could only watch helplessly as someone took his mate again. Everyone just stood there, not moving a muscle as he tried to regain his focus once again. At this point, he was close to losing his mind again. His hands were aching to rip someone’s throat. He turned his attention to the daemon who was crouching next to the dead guard.Clavier took off the guard’s helmet and saw nothing but a skeleton underneath the silver armor. Of course, these were the undead soldiers. Angel of Death’s loyal followers in the Kingdom of Moon Goddess. Once he was cast out, his army followed. Damn it, Clavier cursed. Knights of Death was the undead. He didn’t know the organization was the Knights of Death from the Moon Goddess’ Kingdom. All these times, he thought they adopted the name because of the things
Mira wrapped her hands on the chain and planted her right feet on the wall as she tried to yank the chain off the wall. She had been trying to break the chain with anything she could think of, but the chain was too strong. The shackle on her right wrist had begun to annoy the shit out of her. Usually, she could yank off any kind of chain but not this one.“Oh, come on!” Mira yelled. “I just got my memories, reunited with my husband, and now this!”Mira was reaching to her boiling point. Nothing else was frustrating enough other than unable breaking free. Why her happiness always short-lived? Her mind was still overwhelmed by the memories.Right now, she was locked in a circular room with a transparent dome and no windows. This was like Damien’s dungeon all over again. She ha