"What happened?" I asked him, ignoring the deadly look he was giving me. "I hurt you!" He hissed furiously as he took a swig from the bottle, his body swaying backwards. He was drunk. "I hurt you and it hurt me.. and I don't want to feel anything." He whispered, staring at my face intensely, my heart skipped a beat at his words. "What?" I rasped and watched with wide eyes as he staggered towards me, until we were standing nose to nose. "I hurt you, Nesta." He said softly, his eyes returning to their original colour. He looked so vulnerable. I couldn't stop my hand from reaching his cheek as I caressed his face, rubbing his cheek with my fingers."It's okay, Devon. You didn't hurt me." I whispered. My eyes never leaving his. His large hand covered mine over his cheek and I instantly felt the wetness of his blood. I jerked my hand back and caught his. It was covered in blood, an angry red slash on his palm. I looked up at him but he wasn't staring at his hand, his eyes were pinned o
I felt like throwing up, Devon was holding her hand as he talked to her, murmuring something into her ear which made her laugh. My blood boiled and I had to clench my teeth to keep myself in place. What was wrong with me?! We were inside the Ulfric's castle, in the middle of a ballroom filled with what seemed like hundreds of creatures from around the realms, not to mention the fact that the Ulfric could enter any time now. I had to calm myself down. "A lady as beautiful as yourself should not stand alone, love." The deep masculine voice jerked me out of my thoughts. I looked around and peered at the big, tawny haired werewolf in front of me and was left staring as I glimpsed at his gray eyes. They looked too much like Devon's. "No words?" He asked, flashing a smile. A short werewolf walking by us stopped quite suddenly as he looked at the man in front of me with surprise in his eyes and bowed deeply in respect and I watched in fascination as the tawny haired one inclined his head
"Daniel?!" I exclaimed his name and looked up at my brother-in-law, towering over me. "Nesta? What are you doing here?" He asked, frowning down at me. "Is Lou with you?" I asked, my eyes moving around him, searching for my sister. "No, she's not with me. But what the hell are you doing here?" He asked again. My face fell as I heard his answer; she was not with him. "I am.. here with someone." I said and tried not to look behind me, at the hybrid who I had left behind me. "Who?" He asked, amber eyes narrowing slightly. "Just some friends of mine." I replied, waving away his question. "How's Louisa? Why didn't she come with you?" I asked, changing the subject. "She.. didn't want to come and she's fine." He said and shrugged. I knew he was lying. "You know I can tell you're lying, Daniel." I said stiffly, really worried about my sister."Fine. We had a fight, okay? I didn't want her to come with me, there were other Alphas going to be here and I didn't want to be distracted by he
Imperia, the Ethereal Realm. Outside the Ulfric's castle. He stuffed me into his car and slid into the driver's seat. I didn't have a clue why he was so angry, silver beams were shooting out of his eyes and I suddenly feared for my life. "What about the others?" I asked him, not okay about leaving them behind. He started the car, making it glide down the paved road and soon the Ulfric's castle was a distant spec of light in the darkness of the night. "They will manage." He answered a while later. "I want to go back to the party." I said, longing to go back and dance to the beautiful music of the ballroom.. and drink more of the faery stuff. I giggled. "You're not going back." He snapped, his silver eyes ensuing a warning for me to shut up. "And you're not the one to tell me what I am supposed to do." I growled and pulled at the seatbelt he had strapped on me, gritting my teeth as I felt my stomach lurch violently at the sudden movement, making me feel as if my body was on f
Inside the Ulfric's castle,The ballroom.Xavier’s POV:The young werewolf girl hanging on my arms tugged me in the direction of the dance floor, where a number of couples were dancing away the evening. I winced as a tall legged fae stepped on his partner's toes. No, I was not going to dance and make a fool of myself so I stopped and flashed the beauty a rakish smile, which I knew would get me what I wanted. "I think we should take a stroll in the gardens, darling. I would love to be alone with you." I murmured to her and sure enough the girl blushed, turning a beautiful shade of rose and gave me a small nod. "Sweet." I whispered to her and caressed my thumb over her fingers. We strolled out of the glass doors and into the cool breeze of the garden, the trees swayed gently around us as we stepped out on the grassy land. "This is beautiful." the girl whispered looking up, I followed her gaze and looked up, she was right. The night sky was dotted with stars shining like little fairy
Nesta’s POV:It was morning and I was dressed in a simple white shirt and a pair of dark leather pants which hugged my legs snuggly. It was time to go down and meet everyone. We were going to the Ulfric's house since he didn't actually live in the castle. Weird, I know.The Ulfric was so much like Devon sometimes.Devon.Last night. Faerie drinks, drunk me, puking in his car and flirting with Ivan, I screwed up last night. I growled at myself and stuffed my legs in my black running shoes, trying to keep my mind off last night. I trotted down the marble stairs a while later and stepped into the hall. It was empty.Where was everyone? I wondered as I roamed the corridors silently, walking past large wooden doors and finally stopping in front of Devon's study. I placed my hand, palm down on the door and pushed slowly, entering the dark room. I walked inside, and over to the windows, reaching out to pull open the dark velvet curtains when a sudden chill coursed down my spine. "Who'
He drove us over to the Ulfric's place. We didn't talk for the whole time and I was feeling miserable, the lump in my throat grew as he continued to ignore me. He had said that we would be meeting everyone at the Ulfric's place because they had left ahead of us. I watched the tree lined road as we sped towards north and after what seemed like a hundred years with the hybrid who was currently ignoring me, he finally turned down a curve and onto a stone paved driveway which led to a very charming and cozy looking house modeled in redbricks, white rose trellises trailing down its walls and a homey feel to its surface. The house was big and even huge if one was to compare it to my own cottage. Devon got out of the car and I did the same, I walked ahead of him, not even bothering to acknowledge that he was with me. If he was going to ignore me then the least I could do was return the favour. "Nesta." He called out my name and my heart skipped a beat. Here we go again. I just couldn't
Nesta’s POV: I stared dumbfounded at the Ulfric. The Freki was dead? Gone? It was enough to set the whole of Aetheria into chaos! What was the Ulfric doing, sitting there idly? He should be doing something to set things right. He- he should be going about appointing a new one! "Dead?" I whispered. "Murdered." Liberty said grimly. "He died saving me from a bloody dart." Raphael said as he raised his feral eyes to me. He looked like he was going to change forms but had himself in utter control. "It shouldn't have happened, the attack. Clearly, someone failed to do their job." He growled low. Every eye in the room turned to Liberty who looked like she was going to be sick. Her skin was ghastly pale and sweat beaded on her forehead. "That's horseshit." A smooth voice muttered into the silence of the room. I gaped at the indolent vampire as he clashed eyes with the Ulfric. "She's the best royal guard I have ever seen, she couldn't have stopped the attack even if she tried to.