Rose still couldn’t understand what the magician had told her. What he meant by her being the same as him. It was clear they are different. She wasn’t someone who is bloodthirsty. She couldn’t use magic like he did. Even if she search for any similarities between them, she couldn’t find anything. He was a man who seemed to be on set on killing the werewolves while she didn’t know they were real and not a curse until the other day. She began to wonder why the magician was set on calling her as his kin. Why won’t he attack her?The only reason was because she and him was similar. In a way where she could use magic like him. “He said that we are same and you are different. He didn’t like how I helped you, claiming I should be on his side,” Rose responded with a sigh. “So I come to the conclusion that I might be able to use magic like him.”“He knows about you just by a glance?” Dominic questioned, raising his eyebrows. “Even if you are able to use magic like he does, what makes him s

Josie walked down from her room late at night. She could not sleep as she kept thinking of how it had been a week and no letter had been sent from Rose. She wondered if something had happened and the thought get deeper, causing her to wallow in the depressing thought.As she was walking down the staircase, Josie had heard a sound of footsteps from above her, making her feet to stop suddenly.She recalled how she was at the second floor of the castle where the third floor above belonged to the duke and the duchess. The duke had left the place while the duchess was terribly ill from the attack that happened last time.Then whose steps were those?The servants knew not to touch the third floor, unless they would like to be punished. Josie only moved her steps once she had convinced those sounds were a part of her imaginary.She must have imagined the sound. She must have! It wasn’t possible for her to hear such footsteps when there was no one behind her. There was no ghost in the castl

Shawn could tell the maids planned on waking Josie late at night before frightening her to death. Their plan did work with the only different that Josie hadn’t been able to sleep and instead frightened herself.Josie had been clear open about herself to the maids, not knowing how some of them have slept with him and was jealous to see how close they have became. Shawn could tell most women who spend their night with him once dreamt of becoming the next duchess, an idea that was both stupid and foolish. Yet Shawn didn’t care. He knew their foolish plan and went along with it, raising the hope of some maids and laughing when seeing their hope being broken. He didn’t know how angry he would be to find out his action had led to Josephine to almost die.The anger that surged through his veins burned as he imagined what would happen if he was a minute late to save her.When he left the servant hall and had his time alone, the magician followed him two steps behind. Shawn ordered without

Lord Salem couldn’t stop looking at Dominic. In all his eyes were the face of the young man who was extremely similar to him. He couldn’t believe he would have a grandson. When his daughter had left, he had expected the possibility of not seeing her again and although that did happen, he was glad to find his grandson, the child who came from his beloved daughter.Dominic could feel the sincerity coming from the elder couple which he couldn’t express on how it made him feel. It was his first time to feel such kindness and sorrowful from the people who was his family. “We shouldn’t keep them waiting here!” Lady Christine said quickly, wiping her tears away. “It is too cold here, are you feeling cold too Dominic.”Dominic shook his head as he was about to take off his coat and replaced it to Rose, lady Christine made her way next to her. The older woman settled a smile on her lips as she looked at Rose.Seeing the warm greeting, Rose quickly offered a gentle smile in response, “Greeti

Iris could feel the grim gaze from Dominic as he kissed Rose’s forehead. Her lips settled a smile while her hands balled into a fist. Seeing Dominic to his grandfather, Rose then shifted her eyes to Iris. “Where should we go, Lady Iris?” Iris could only stare at her, wondering if Rose was naive to happily accept her offer. “What do you like to see, Lady Rose?” Iris offered in a gentle tone.“Flowers,” Rose responded at once. “Is there a garden here? Other than the one in front?”“There is, follow me,” Iris stepped forward before her. She looked at her older brother before coming closer to whisper, “Go follow Dominic. You’re my older brother but do I have to tell you every single thing you should do?”Nico seemed to be used with his younger sister’s sharp words, only nodding his head in response and following after Dominic. Rose watched the frown on Iris’s forehead, making her curious, “Is everything alright?”“Yes, even if it is not, I don’t think there’s anything you could do to