The sea is a symphony. It is a poem of cries and noises and the screaming of gulls and whales. With just its sound, I know we are close to the shore. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. There is a swirl of sour and sweet smells. I smile. It’s wonderful and, at the same time, terrifying. Werewolves are not meant to be at sea. We should be in the forest, running across the shade of the trees. I open my eyes. There’s still sea for miles, even if I know we will arrive soon–probably tonight. But in the meantime, I will enjoy this scenery, where the sky and sea meet, as if they belong to the same realm. Ami drapes her arms on my shoulders and remarks, “Are you sure that one glass of alcohol is enough for you?” “Yes,” I answer. We turn our attention toward the center of the deck where a long wooden table is erected. The warriors are resting under the sunshades while others are huddled around one end of the table. But some loud ones are laughing and bumping fists with each other e
It was late in the night when we arrived in Pitchford. Thankfully, they give all the warriors involved in the expeditions a day of leave. And the next day, after a quick exercise with the other warriors, I find an evening dress on top of my bed which has roses scattered around it. Same as Theo, it smells like lavender and has a clean, sweet smell. Other than the roses on top of my bed, they also carved the same type of flowers on the edges of the white fabric. I move towards it and let my fingers run through it. It’s silky smooth and cool to the touch. On closer inspection, the roses in it look real and is a lighter shade of red. “That’s a lovely dress,” Harbin comments when we encounter each other towards the dance hall. “Is it from the King?” I nod. “I found it in my room earlier this morning.” Harbin shakes his head. “He certainly knows how to sweeten up a girl. He’s looking for your forgiveness, is he?” I blush at his words, and then I hit myself. Harbin laughs at my reactio
I am about to open the door when Theo catches my hands. He grabs me around the waist and spins me around, crushing his lips to mine with a fiery intensity. I can feel the passionate longing emanating from him, the desperation to keep me close, as our kiss deepens, sending warmth radiating throughout my body. And yet, even if I am overwhelmed with a deep longing, there is a sense of dread inside. I want to stay in this moment and prolong this, but I know I can’t, so I push against his chest. “What are you doing here, my King?” I ask, panicking at the same time. He presses his lips against mine again in an unbridled display of affection. I feel a wave of pleasure course through my body. “Kaiya, be mine again,” he whispers, his hands cupping my cheeks. “I–” He leans towards me again, and his lips fervently caress mine. His kiss is deep and violent, further stirring up the passion inside. “Stop!” I complain and push against him. He hits the wall in front of us, yet our shared heat
The evening after, I move towards the rendezvous point given by Theo. It is close to the castle and densely wooded. I turn my gaze to the castle. It's an enormous structure rising toward the night sky, surrounded by a tall wall, and a line of guards walking its perimeter. It is a perfect place for the three vampires to guard during the night. Right now, I am nervous as I stand waiting for him. I know that I need to do this—things would be harder if I didn't. Yet, I can't shake the feeling of anxiety as my meeting with him looms ever closer. “Kaiya.” I spin around at the sound of the familiar voice and smile awkwardly at him. Theo is dressed in casual clothes, which surprises me. He wears a short-sleeve shirt that reveals his toned chest and a pair of dark blue pants that fit him perfectly. He really is an attractive king. My heart skips a beat, and I shake my head. I am in trouble. He strides towards me, and I notice he is also armed with two swords on his back. “What’s with the
I hesitantly step through the doorway. It quickly becomes apparent why General Brandon sent me here again. Theo is sprawled on the couch, a half-empty bottle of whiskey by his side. His eyes slowly shift toward me, and I feel a wave of unease wash over me. I take in the room’s state. There are empty liquor bottles everywhere, and I can smell his blood. “Kaiya!” he greets. His arms open towards me. “Come and join me!” I glance at him. “King Theo, I–” “Ah, right! You don’t want to. You don’t want to have anything to do with me.” He chuckles and leans on the couch again. “Any reason you are.... h-here?” he slurs. He stands up, but instead of taking a step, he stumbles and hits his head on the table. I flinch. So, that’s why I can smell his blood. I move closer to him and support him to his bed. He reaches for my cheeks and peers into my eyes. I pause. “You aren’t here because you love me,” he whispers. “Or are you?” “I am here because General Brandon asked me to check on you.” “G
******* TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE AND RAPE ******** Theo and I travel through the corridors of the castle, our shoes clacking against the stone floors. Servants scurry past us with trays of food balanced in their hands. We approach the courtyard. And cross through the hall, before arriving at the garden where Inanna prepared her ritual. Inanna stands in the center of a large circle, illuminated by the bright full moon and a dozen flickering candles around her. There is the smell of salt and herbs. She is wearing a sheer chemise with a silver clasp. Her skin glows in the candlelight, and she is obviously wearing nothing else underneath. I shift my attention to Theo as Inanna approaches. He is appraising her, and I can’t help but nudge his side. “She looks lovely,” Theo whispers to me. “But I still chose you. You don’t have to worry about that.” When she’s close, her eyes flicker between Theo and me. “You will have to pardon me with my clothes,” she apologizes. “In fact, it is done
“Yes, I saw it,” I admit. “I know what happened to you–what the Blood God did to you.” She bites her lip to keep from crying out loud. I get up from the circle and hug her tightly as I hear her whimper from the pain of having her body ravished by a god. When her body relaxes against me, I pull back to look into her face again. She is afraid to speak, so she closes her eyes and buries her face into my shoulder. “So, this is how you saved me,” she whispers. “The day you saved all of us.” I swallow hard while her body shivers with emotions of regret and sadness. “I’m so sorry, Inanna. I didn’t know,” I whisper. “I could have helped you sooner. But I am not your savior. I am as weak as everyone else.” She pulls back to look at me with a quivering lips and tears in her eyes. “It’s supposed to happen in the future. I don’t blame you for that.” I cup her cheeks and look into her eyes. “The Blood God mentioned the reaping. Do you know about that?” She nods. “Yes, it means the Moon God
The Kingdom of Owusu looks like a stunningly beautiful opera, draped in rivers, forests, and nature. As I get closer to the main castle, I can smell the sweet aroma of orange groves and crisp, fresh air. Everywhere I gazed, I saw an expansive sea of green trees that seemed to stretch for miles and miles. Inanna and the other vampires join us as we move along. The dense woodlands provide a sense of security. The trees reach high in the sky and cast shade and shadows over the land. It might have been the reason Bryer chose this Kingdom to hide in–the cover it provides allows him to slip away without being noticed by unwelcome onlookers or listeners. “Well, this is massive,” Harbin whispers beside me. He insisted on coming, knowing the underground trove of books in Owusu. “You are still only seeing stones, Harbin,” I remark. He grins at me. I know he is excited about books alone. As the portcullis lifts, granting us entrance into the fortress, my tho