I woke up and looked around me. I found Hope sleeping on my chest. The room didn't look familiar. This wasn't the way my room looked. Then, it came to me. Hope and I had gone on our honeymoon. We were at a hotel in Bournemouth, and Solomon had booked it for us. Solomon gave me the envelope containing the plane tickets and hotel reservations. I had thought he planned to get back at me for all I had done to him. Not necessarily something deadly, but morbid and uncanny. It was silly. I had let my paranoia get the best of me. Solomon had been trying to be nice to me like he had always been to me. I was surprised and happy. I hugged him to show how much it meant to me. Hugging wasn't my thing, so when I gave him one, he knew how happy I was. I wasn't happy that Faith couldn't come along. Her safety was my priority, and I was saddened that she was returning. 

I jerked awake and found myself on the couch of the living room. I looked around me and confirmed that it was the mansion. When I realized it was, I sighed and laid back on the bed. Everything that happened came back into my mind. I had fought Maxwell, the phoenix, and had killed him. After that, I was taken out by a blast. What was that? It had been so painful, and I had lost consciousness with ease. I sighed and sat up on the couch. The house looked empty, but I could hear voices. I stood up and walked gingerly towards the fireplace. For some reason, my spine was still hurt. It was strange that my super healing hadn't dealt with it already. It seemed that the blast had messed up with me. I arrived at the table, usually at the fireplace, and grabbed the bottle of alcohol. I turned the content into a glass and picked it up. The glass

I couldn't believe my eyes. I certainly was dreaming. How could this happen again? This was the second time it was happening before my eyes. My father was dying before my eyes for the second time. Was I cursed? Why did it always have to be me? Father was going, and there was nothing I could do about it.  I stared at his eyes as he looked at me, smiling. He was leaving. I was crying because this time he wasn't coming back. He was going forever. Suzana confirmed my hypothesis. Someone had raised Father from the dead, and she had been the one. She had used her father to manipulate me and have her way. I couldn't believe I had fallen so quickly. Was it my fault? I prefer to think not. She knew my weakness; my father. She had used my father to have her way. I had told my father where I had buried Silas's heart. Suzana had fetched it

Everybody was in the living room. I, Hope, Solomon, Florence, Noah, mother, Jocelyn, and Zion. They had finally returned from the coven meeting. As leaders of their coven, I couldn't blame them for being absent throughout all that had happened. We eventually killed Silas again. The only thing remaining to make sure he stayed dead forever was to destroy his heart. I couldn't squash it with my hands, so I thought Jocelyn and Zion could use their magic to destroy it. Ever since they had gotten Raven and Theo's powers, they had leveled up tremendously. They were very powerful. I could even say they were as powerful as Javicia, and I hoped they could somehow match up with Suzana if the need for battle ever arose. Suzana was powerful, and I felt nobody could match up with her powers. We watched Jocelyn and Zion as they stood up from the co

This was the time I had been waiting for. I couldn't hold it any longer. I had to go out with Hope and Faith. We needed a good time to clear the tension hovering over us. The fear of Suzana attacking us had gripped us so badly that sometimes the house would be quiet. Why? Because everybody was looking for a way we could destroy Suzana, but none was found. It had been frustrating, but we hadn't stopped looking. There was still hope. There had to be, or we would all die when Suzana decided to visit us. I had made a treaty finally with Zack. This was something that Solomon had been trying to do when we had first arrived at Winekove. But I had ended it telling him that the werewolves were supposed to live with us, and there had to be no two ways about it. We were at the top of the food chain at that time, and I had assumed that we were the most powerful creatures on Earth. That had been before Si