Elizabeth There were no tears in her eyes while speaking, but the pain was sounding in volume in her voice. It might be so hard sharing that with me with her eyes strongly staring at mine, so I would know about what happened in the past. “I became angry, but I could not do anything as I caught the head of my love, bleeding in his nose,” she said and bitterly smiled at me. “And when my mother tried to get me so that she can remove you from my womb together with the witches that restrained me from escaping the habitat and almost tied me up, I used the dangerous intensity of my power that almost bald the habitat. I was guilty about what I did, but it was the only thing I thought to protect you…” “The witches… tried to kill you?” She nodded. “They believed that you are a curse to our kind because you have the blood of a werewolf.” “That does not make any sense.” “Both kinds have a long history of being a nemesis to each other.” “Then when you tried to unite them, it was only a failu

Elizabeth Now that I am lying on the bed and staring silently at the ceiling while the darkness inside my room is prevailing, too many thoughts in my mind are entertaining me due to the knowledge and truths I have learned. Too many things happened, and I have no choice but to grasp them all. I am going to be a witch queen someday. Queen Jonah did not mention that she will take the powers she gave to me when I was still an infant. She just… simply trained me to be the next witch queen. Whenever I open up that we will change the world together, she would only say that I can do it alone. The longer I talk to her, the more I can recognize that she is fond of utilizing meaningful statements that needed to be discerned properly, or I will never get her. I wonder why she can’t after I retrieve our kind. She did not tell me that. I then realized that I still don’t know anything about her. She does not share unless it is about my duties in the future as a witch queen. I sat up on the bed an

Elizabeth My knees have gone week as I watched my mother, Zandra, revealing herself behind the hood of the red woman. I could feel the lump forming in my throat, and in between of my sadness and anger, longing possessed over me. And I realized that I missed her… very much… and I could not even believe that she was there all the time without me knowing. “Elizabeth,” she mumbled sternly. “I want you to control your emotions.” I repeatedly shook my head and chuckled nervously. “No, you’re not true,” I said. “You are already dead, mother.” “I am,” she said. “I am only a spirit guide that your true mother assigned me for you.” “But how –“ “Darling, I want to answer your questions right now so that you will be enlightened, but this is not the right time. We don’t have much time left. You have to open the portal so you can go to the underworld,” she said in a slow voice. I was still not recovering from her identity, but she was right. Being surprised and seeing the unexpected things ha

Diego “So you are concluding that Elizabeth left because she thinks that we are not working out anymore?” I asked and squinted my eyes at Aurora. “And maybe you are neglecting her,” she said. “You have been busy with your job as an alpha. And I noticed that you are badgering a lot of times, and then you get upset every time you go home.” “But… there are just days that I am not in the mood.” “You don’t go home to her so you can rant all of your problems and then make her feel bad, Diego,” Aurora said and shook her head indulgently. “You are supposed to make her feel safe and loved.” I blinked and my eyes darted down at the figurines on the map from the table. Aurora moved in her seat, but she did not stand up. “Are you not going to look for her and then talk to her?” she asked slowly. “I don’t think… I can leave the pack here, Aurora,” I said. “Then you are choosing your pack over your mate,” she concluded and nodded. “As they say, love is the end of duty. Duty is the end of lov

“Let her,” Prince Arkin commented and sighed. “She will eventually realize that ruling is not dreamy as she thinks it is.” “It would be a disaster,” Princess Fatima with a tear falling from her eye. “We have no parents, we have a dead brother, and we will have a queen that could be cruel to anyone of us.” “Why are you crying?” Prince Ken asked the princess and held her shoulder. “Please, don’t cry.” Princess Fatima sobbed and hugged Prince Ken, her sobs being muffled. “I am so scared to die,” she said. “We did something to Elizabeth not a long time ago, and I think that she will go back for us.” “What?” Prince Arkin mumbled. “What have you done to her?” Ever since the first day Prince Arkin met Elizabeth, he fell in love at the first sight he saw her. He knew her as a sweet, kind, and beautiful girl in his eyes. She was so different from any other woman he has ever met. She was a walking dream. But how come that before his eyes during their last dinner, she has become the nightma