Epilogue Third person point of viewSylvester's urgent calls sliced through the silent halls of the Volkari vampire coven's palace like the swish of a blade through the air. With each step, he could feel the weight of the news he carried growing heavier, this news was very huge and unsettling to their plans. Sylvester knew for sure that his master, the vampire king, would not be pleased with this, and that made a knot of anxiety in his chest. The towering doors to the throne room quivered and groaned under the force of his push, announcing his presence with a thunderous echo that reverberated through the vast expanse of the chamber. "Sire! Sire! Sire!" Sylvester called, his eyes wide with urgency and fear.He stopped in front of Konstantine, his master and King of the vampires, sinking into a low, groveling bow that communicated the gravity of the situation.Konstantine remained unmoved where he sat on his throne, his black robes billowing around him like the wings of a raven. He fi
Chapter 1*"I GOT THE DRINKS!"I heard Iris scream loudly trying to surpass the loud sound of the music's uproar that was hell bent on blowing out my eardrums tonight. "About time. Why did you take so long!" I tried my best to scream right back at her, taking one of the red plastic cups from her hands. It was my first night here at Tropical Thunder, the biggest and busiest nightclub in Bournville, basically, everyone from our college went here including a bunch of hormonal high school teenagers with fake IDs who just wanted to prove to their peers that they were bad enough. Complete idiots wasting their time trying to prove their self-worth to other people who couldn't even care less. Trying to live up to others' standards just sounded stupid to me, like why don't you just be you? "I met a guy" Iris giggled bobbing her head side to side dancing to the rhythm of the music. A guy she said? This was just typical of Iris. She literally changed guys every single week but what could I do
Chapter 2*Mate!*Dimitri point of view IT WAS JUST YESTERDAY THAT I got a whiff of her scent at tropical thunder. Yes, after all this time I finally felt her, my so-called mate. But for her own sake I really wish I hadn't.'Mate!' Luca my wolf has practically been singing that exact word in my head ever since yesterday, it was agonizingly painful to bear. I guess he was jumping with joy at the thought of finally meeting his so-called mate but I wasn't, and honestly meeting someone chosen for me by the moon goddess wasn't exactly thrilling to me, it sounds too cliche if you asked me. There was still a lot of things needed to be done, and she smelt like a human what the hell could she possibly do to help me or the pack, I don't care what Celeste or her damn prophecies had said, but a human mate was useless to me and even more to the entire pack, if anything she would only stand in my way.My name is Dimitri Axel Castellan and just to pique your curiosity I'm not your regular werewolf,
*The lookalike*"But when you look in his eyesDo you think of mine?And when you look at that smileDo I cross your mind?I know in your headYou see me instead'Cause he looks a lot like I did back thenBaby don't lieHe's just a lookalike" Conan gray ~lookalike IT WAS JUST ELEVEN pm now. Its been exactly three hours since Iris was picked up by that faggot Landon for the party I blew off. Somehow a tiny part of me wondered how the party went as I buried my nose into my English essay assignment that was due tomorrow, lord knows I was tired as fuck. My phone buzzed from beside me. It was a call from Iris's cell phone. In an expeditious motion I picked it up. "Hey. What's up Iris?" I said thanks for the little bit of distraction I could get from studying. "Hey Belle" her tone sounded a bit distracted and weirder than usual but apart from that she sounded like your typical hyper Iris. "I kinda need your help" she giggled a bit. Was Iris calling me drunk right now? Oh god she always
Dimitri point of viewTHE NIGHT AIR WAS soothing, as I laid my back on the window frame of my black Rolls Royce, underneath the moonlight. I let out a silencing hiss at the creatures that chirped all around the dark forest. Poor things fell silent, even they feared me. Chugging hard on my bottle, loving the burning feeling it left on my throat. I had already emptied an entire bottle of Bourbon and I was on my way to ending the second one. But sadly one of the perks of being an immortal lycan werewolf was that I couldn't get drunk no matter how hard I tried. Goddess only knew how bad I wanted to be drunk right now. I stared at the gigantic moon that hung above me, as it radiated with pure energy and power. The moon goddess must probably be having a good laugh right now at my pathetic situation, just today she had made sure I and my so-called human mate cross paths. Couldn't she for once stay out of this. Why?! Why did she have to show up... now? Her appearance only spelt danger to the
Isabella point of view"ISABELLA! YOU HAVE TO RUN away now!" I heard my mom scream as she burst open the wooden doors to my room. In an instant, I could discern the urgency in her voice. I have been awake in silence for some time now, hearing the ruckus and commotion that exuded from outside the four corners of my room walls. Screams and wails were erupting from the place I grew up to call my home. "Mom, what's going on?" I stood up in my little white silky pajamas, with my eyebrows knit in profound confusion. It was late at night and it was mind bogglingly odd to be awakened by the sounds of screams and cries."We are under attack!" she told me in haste, her eyes were closed and her soft blond hair was plaited in a sequence that went all the way to her waist. Although all I could hear was hushed mumblings, but it seemed like she was whispering some kind of spell to herself, I could notice the candles flames were burning higher. This made me all the more worried. What in the hell was
Isabella's Point of viewA strained moan escaped from my lips, as I wriggled my body from side to side. I could feel an electrifying pain surge from all around my body, with the nightmare I had too vague to remember and my mind flushed up in a damn haze.I took a quick look at my surroundings, that's when I realized I wasn't in my own bedroom, nor was I in the middle of the woods where I last remembered. The environment looked very foreign to me. I was in an immensely large room, sprawled upon a big and soft king sized bed. A gigantic window draped with thick black curtains, preventing any ray of light from seeping in. The only source of lights were lamps and candles that lit up in the room. Where in the hell was I? Was I somehow... Dead? And was wherever this was the afterlife? I quickly pinched myself on the arm just to see if I was indeed dead or alive and to my dismay it hurted like a bitch. Not dead… So not dead.So I was still very much alive. The last thing I could remember was
I was awakened the next morning by rays of the morning sun, seeping in through the windows. Although I knew I was a prisoner here but I wouldn't deny how comfortable it was spending the night here was. The bed was so soft and relaxing, I felt like laying in it forever.I heard someone knock on the door before it opened causing me to jerk up the the bed instantly. It was a girl, about my age or maybe younger. She had jet black hair that contrasted brilliantly with her grayish eyes."Oh, you're finally awake. Good morning my lady." She beamed widely as she dropped a leather bag on the chair."Good morning. Sorry, who are you?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. She seemed so sweet and nice, how the hell did she get entangled with this mafias."I'm Gemini. I was sent by master Dimitri to bring you fresh clothes for today. I didn't really know what size you used so I just so i just went with mine. But don't worry I have a feeling it's gonna fit" She explained. So Dimitri was the one that sent