First stop, I go to the section containing spells. I find nothing regarding amnesia. Okay, let’s look at venom. My fingers scan the section, looking for books regarding poison, venom, potions. Anything. None of them contain what I’m looking for. My next stop is in regard to ferals. I want to find if ferals can truly talk, or if Morgain wasn’t fully turned.One passage catches my eye: “Ferals are creatures that are cursed for forsaking the Gods and Goddesses. They are a cross of vampire and demon, designed to kill and feed on humanoid prey. It is believed that the original feral was a vampire, who performed spells to make it stronger, in order to kill the Vampiric Goddess’s daughter. The spells backfired and created a creature so gruesome, that all feared it. When the Goddess learned of this, she put a curse on the creature. To always be feared and crave nothing but blood and death. “Contact with a feral’s venom is a painful death. Once in contact with the victim’s blood stream, their
Hybrid?” Sarian asks, sounding confused.I nod. “I’ve only found one book with the information, but the traits listed are exactly what belongs to a Hybrid. A perfect match between vampire, and lycan. And believe me, they were dead on with the effects of his venom.” I shudder. “Fortunately there are no further effects.”“Can you show me the book?” He asks.I close my book as I nod. I pull the requested book out of my small pile and hand it to him. “Page fifteen.” I say as I go back to reading.“Isaac , you are aware where Mike bit you?” Sarian asks, worry going through him as he keeps reading.“Yep,” I say, letting my ‘p’ pop, not looking up.“So are you aware that protecting you has just become more important than ever?” He asks.“Are you protecting me, or are ordering me?” I ask, looking up with a serious glance on my face.His face is torn as he is trying to figure out how to phrase his answer. “Honey, I’m going to be honest with you. The options are always difficult with you, no m
“Wait what?” I ask. “You kept tabs on me?”“Don’t be mad at us,” she says, leading me into a glistening room with water reflecting onto the white ceiling. A round bed is next to a pool of flowing water that leads out into the ocean; the flowing water circling a coral tree with plush cushions on top of each branch before exiting. I have a walled closet filled with clothes that are updated. A shell shaped vanity holds pearled brushes and pins. A massive black bed is in the corner for an already snoring Wilson. I forgot how much I missed my room.She takes my hand and smiles at me. “We wanted to make sure you were safe. We were wrong to assume you’d fail, and it was a privilege watching you thrive in your dream. I know it has to hurt you to give it up, and we should have let you pursue it sooner.”I give her a confused look. “Give it up?”“You are taking the throne Isaac , aren’t you?” She asks wearily.I take a deep breath. “Only if you let me use my remaining time to track down Mike a
“Ha ha,” I deadpan while my fathers chuckle.“Where was she found?” Charliean asks.“The Aullirian Library.” Sarian answers. “Doing research on Mike .”“Well?” Avanja asks impatiently. “What did you find out?”I force a firm voice, though I hate talking through magic channels. “Mike is actually a Hybrid.”Every single royal’s face pales, except for the trio behind me. “Yep, half vampire and half lycan. He originates from one of the packs that the Sunmoon slaughtered. He and his mother are the only recorded survivors. All the victims belong to the omegas that were dispersed from that pack. The fact that they were all high on the totem pole is what is astonishing.”“It’s an unlikely coincidence,” Lavar agrees, his face pale. “Why can’t I remember his name?”Isabow is confused too. “It’s familiar, but I can’t recall it.”“Well the mother is Elaine Moon and Mike Moon is the one doing all of this. They were sent to live with Miyla in the Cripson Mountains.”“Elaine?” Isabow asks, her eye
“But so easy to sneak out when you’re young.” I say, giving him an even look. Why do Sarian and him work so well together?“Isaac ,” He warns.“I’ve been on my own for three decades handling far more dire situations than this. I can handle myself.”“No one is doubting that.” Alier says, breaking into our conversation. “However, this man has proven himself as to be incredibly dangerous. He managed to separate you and bite you. He could have killed you.”“Which is exactly why I need to put him down now.” I argue. “I survived the bastard, and so far, I’m the only one in this room to have tracked him down twice. To bench me because of a birth mark is ludicrous.”“Isaac , we can’t afford to lose you.”“There are more important people in this room than me. Let me do my job. I’m good at it. I’ll take precautions, and I’ll have Wilson with me at all times.”Serina touches my shoulder, still looking away. “Let us talk about it. For now, please let us talk.”“If I’m the topic, I should stay.”“
“Maybe for a bit of fun.” I say as I grin, his jaw dropping again when he hears the bell tone in my voice. “Careful, it’s the Siren effect of my ancestors. It’s especially effective on males. Stay out of the water.” I warn, noticing he’s about to set foot in it. “When you get wet, the effect gets stronger.” After he jumps and takes a step back I laugh. “Also, it was my turn to show you something new.”“Get out of there so I can talk to you.” Silas says as he partially covers his ears.I let out a full laugh. “I’m not wearing clothes under here.”His face goes red, and he immediately turns around. “Please come out Isaac .”“It’d be easier if I had dried clothes. I’ll beat you back to the castle.” I look up and see Wilson looking down with annoyance. “Do you want to be nice and give him a lift?”Wilson lets out a loud roar before leaping from the cliff. I watch as she pops up from the water and starts swimming towards the beach. “Wilson will give you a lift. Some advice, she likes chin
I hear him gasp as he straightens but I’m already walking away. I whistle, signaling Wilson. Not how I was planning on spending my day. Gotta love mating season. Not.The second I’m outside I see Wilson running towards me. I jump onto her and allow her to take me away as I hear my name being called behind me.Wilson takes me into the jungle while I stuff down my irrational feelings. I head to Estra. It’s a little wooden town with a library in a clear building. They serve food and drinks there while patrons can read inside and bake in the sun, or rest on the beach to read. It’s also where all deaths are reported and cataloged. Of course, you have to be a Guardian to access this record.When I enter the building, I order a starroot drink. The waitress gives me a smirk and a wink and walks away. I roll my eyes as I feel several eyes turning towards me. Why yes, I had sex everyone. Tis the season. Even though sex is encouraged this time of year, it’s still treated with schoolish giggles.
“I never gave you my name,” I tell her as her face morphs to a slender face with ocher eyes and sea glass colored hair. She stares at me with blank eyes as her body begins to break down into dust, confirming that this is a created feral. That book wasn’t lying, and she was trying to isolate me. That can only mean one thing, and that is to run.I whistle loudly when that realization hits me. I get to my feet as a sense of impending doom starts creeping in. I strap my blade to my thigh as I look at the corpses of the dead ferals; giving further evidence that they were born and not created.I swing onto Wilson. “Yole,” I say as I double tap her leg. I feel her legs slip slightly as she tries to gain traction on the ground. My signal is for her to not stop, no matter what. She knows there is danger when I do this, so she lets out a massive roar, making birds fly out of the trees, calling for her brothers and sisters.Only ten minutes into our run, I hear a dark chuckling. “There is my litt
Hopefully the thought that we are out of jeopardy isn’t phony, a fantasy from our purposefully deluded minds.-Isaac Weak. Inferior. Helpless. Useless.These are characteristics that should never be associated with an Alpha, yet I feel them all on a daily basis now.I have a job to do and the need to be a stable and reliable leader is essential after what has just happened. Countless new procedures need to be implemented for the safety of the packs. Each Alpha will need to take precautionary measures -ramping up training, security, and make plans with alias incase war comes.There isn’t time to stay on a sick bed with people keeping me from my work while all these pressing matters wait to be handled. Not to mention my duties as a mate and the fact she has her own position among the packs to undertake.Each day doesn’t hold enough hours to get my tasks completed even if I was healthy and able bodied, the challenges are even more daunting as I regain strength from the poison my brother
If there is a chance behind that cold wall he is capable of feeling rejection, I don’t really want him to feel it from me. I don’t want to be the one who gave up. I will be careful, but right now I want him to know I want to try.So, I reach out and grasp his hand in mine.He smiles sleepily. “Much better”“You know his lips look a little cold too”“Levi!” Isaac grumbles.“I thought I was the wing man?” Levi shrugs.Isaac doesn’t look that upset... I think I might even see a hint of a smile as I chuckle at the two of them. Soon Isaac leans his head back again and falls asleep.I’ll just hold his hand a little longer.-May“She is gonna be here any minute” I mumble against his lips as they tease mine.My mate responds by groaning in protest and pulling me closer causing me to giggle.It’s not like I wasn’t already crammed against him in the small play house that rests just inside the woods behind Robert’s parents’ home.I typically have higher standards for make-out locations. This
“Alright party people, lets get this show on the road!” I giggle nervously and nod before chancing a glance behind at Isaac . He meets my eyes looking tired but other wise emotionless. I eye him narrowly with a glare and let my frustration flood the link between us, unsure if he was even paying attention through that thick wall of his.Turning I adjust myself in my seat and pull out my phone to keep me busy on the drive.I had been working on my linking while my family was still here but with them gone and me not yet being a part of Isaac and Levi’s pack – if I ever become apart of it- I was unable to practice or use the link for the last few days. Only Isaac would be able to talk to me now and we both have been avoiding that.I imagine that the link or bond I have with Isaac works in a similar way to a pack link, and I could learn to keep him out if I try. I don’t get how I have started to be able to keep my thoughts to myself in wolf form but Freddy, Chris and Alpha Cold heart ca
I chose not to make eye contact with Isaac as he is wheeled out of the make shift hospital. I had just finished loading up a few things in the car to make this trip easier.It has almost been a week since he was poisoned but the recovery has been slow. Isaac still spends most of his time sleeping and it frustrates him to be so weak. The slightest activity seems to make him tired.It frustrates ME that he is a stubborn ass.My mate has spent his every waking moment pushing himself by dealing with pack business and trying to get out of bed. I took pity on him the first night he had ripped his IVs out and caused a commotion, now I know I shouldn’t have.He has been such a handful. Willfully disregarding Greta’s orders to the point that I was on board when she threatened to strap him down two days ago.Boy did that Idea go over well.Lucky for Isaac Levi took pity on him and talked us down.I roll my eyes remembering how ridiculous he was being yelling at us to stop babying him and hol
I squeeze my eyes shut, willing more power to be put into the spell, “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”I hear Silas shout and Wilson growl. I start shouting the spell. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”“Stop Isaac !” Mike begs. “You can’t stop this spell.“Stay away from her,” Silas orders.“Please!” He screams as he begs.I feel the thunder shake the ground, and I open my eyes in enough time to see lightning strike the center of the anchor in the ward as it shatters. The earth turns black and spreads out from under me, killing the trees and grass within a mile of us.I pant as my hands clench the dead earth. Sweat has beaded on my forehead, and I try to catch my breath as the boys struggle behind me. I get to my feet very shaki
I give Mike my wrist, my blood still freely flowing. “Squeeze my blood onto each paper and say; Deliver these to Goddess Kaelish, protector of Linru. Bring what’s true in this discovered news.”He gives me a questioning look, and I didn’t miss that his neck is tense. “Why?”“Because I can’t.” I motion to my bonds.He gives me a cautious look, trying to determine if he can trust me. “Why?”“You literally have me chained to a bed, just trust me.” I say, glaring at him.Mike follows my instructions, nearly jumping out of his skin as the pages start smoking. “What are you doing Isaac ?”“Relax,” I say, the flames turning turquoise, signaling they’ve been received. When Kaelish accepts them, the flames dissipate, leaving the pages in their original state. I hand them back to him. “There, now it’s in Kaelish’s hands.”“How much magic do you actually know?” Mike asks, looking me over as if he’s seeing me for the first time.I shrug. “Almost everything. I can’t speak the original spells, b
When I find them, huddled behind Isongarth’s statue, they are clearly talking about me. I’m in no mood to explain myself, though I really should tell Silas about Alier. That can wait until after my very much needed nap.I ignore their conversation and surprised expressions as I sit down cross legged next to Silas. Skipping past looking at them, slightly annoyed they’re talking about me, I pull out a sariah petal and wipe it against one of my bloody wounds. I lay it next to me and bring a trail of salt to it, linking the other spells. I look to Leo. “Repeat after me.”After he nods, I prick my finger and pour seawater over the new wound, right over the sariah petal I had just placed, chanting as I pour. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”Leo starts copying me, touching my heart with his hand, flowing my power with his. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these
“I will see you again. I will find out what you’re up to Isaac . I didn’t know you knew this much about magic, so it’s going to take me a minute.”“I’m more than the girl that you keep trying to sink your teeth into.” I tell him, walking away from him. “I know more than fighting.”“Wait,” He grunts, trying to sit up. “Did you really know Elayna?”I look behind me, trying to keep my face cold. I hold up my hand and wipe off some blood from my wrists. I point to the healed dainty fang marks. “For two years I kept her alive with my blood. Every second of every day we were together. She was a sister to me, and I miss her terribly. Her death nearly destroyed me. I knew everything about her, except for most of her family. I knew she had brothers, but nothing more than that. She would shut down and close herself off whenever that topic was broached, and I knew it was because she was purposely distancing herself so not to hurt them.“Before you ask, she never did tell me about you. She never
Well, I’m dead anyway. I walk into his room to quickly skim through his books. Nothing here can tell me what blasted spell he’s using. I need to think. Something here has to help me escape. I’ve read all of these books! I kick his bed as I try to think. Think Isaac , I shout internally as I try to slow my breathing. I kick his bed again and here a thump. I look under the bed and see Yvanna’s book. It was tucked underneath his mattress, pinned by a board. I grab it and tuck it into my bag as I try to think. I mean outside of using forbidden magic.Several hours later I’m still at a loss and trapped in this god forsaken room. The windows are sealed. His bedroom door is now locked. The only thing I can go into, is his adjoining bathroom. My head is resting against the warm wall while I sit on his surprisingly warm floor. I keep hitting my head against the wall as I try to think. Maybe if I pretend to be here waiting for him, like a loving mate, then he’ll let me off the hook. Nah.I hear