I blinked and suddenly I was in a narrow street by the dumpster. It was only then that I realized that the cold air was mixed with the rotten smell from the dumpster and the cry became even shriller than before. I moved my leg to take a step away from the rubbish when a figure approached, running on tip toes while looking around for signs of something I can't decipher. My eyes narrowed into slits at the familiar figure and it was only after she drew even closer that it hit me, making me stagger backwards, my head reeling with shocks. “JUNIPER!" I yelled without thinking and she paused, her eyes wide, searching but unseeing. She looked past me before looking down at the wrapped crying baby in her hand. “You are going to be just fine here." She cooed as she placed the bundle to the ground, right beside the dumpster. My stomach shunned with disgust and I took a step back drawing a shaky breath the moment she stuck her hand into her robe and brought out something greenish and shinn

I jerked awake with a huff and winced when I felt a sharp pain from my left wrist. Bringing it up to my face, I blinked at the slowly healing wound, my blood congealing around it. “I just knew you'd still find a way to go back into the past to play your role." My head snapped up before I jerked up from my ground to face the icy Juniper who wouldn't stop glaring at me. From the corner of my eyes I saw Tessa's still body on the ground, a dry trickle of blood on her forehead and her hands balled into fists.“What do you mean?" I asked carefully, my eyes pinned on Juniper's stony face. “Why do you think she has split personalities?" She snarled at me. "If she didn't have a dormant vampire blood in her, she would have gone rogue!” My brows grew tight, I could feel something beginning to pound away in my chest.I hand flew to my chest.What was that? “You fed your blood to a human!!" Her tone went a notch higher, making me jump. Then she began to take slow steps towards me, making

My lids opened slowly to the wooden ceiling of my room back in the castle and I shut my eyes immediately, an irritable sigh escaping my lips. “You are up." My father's deep voice made my eyes fly open and I struggled to sit up only to realize that I was strapped to my bed. “Let me go!" I hissed at him, my brows furrowed. My brain felt mushy, like there was something important I was forgetting. “You failed your mission." He said in a firm tone, his legs set apart as he folded his arms to show off his biceps. I frowned and my body went flaccid. What was he talking about? 'Your mission to retrieve the royal ring.’ An unfamiliar voice said in my head and I jerked, the bind biting into my skin at once. My eyes went wide as I looked around frantically, only for my father to walk towards me, place a hand on my shoulder and force my body to go calm."What was that?” I frowned up at him. He frowned back. “What?" “A voice in my head." “The djinn?" What djinn?"Djinn?” I asked hesit

With a loud crash, I fell to the floor and blacked out only to feel a tap on my cheek and a deliberately careful voice. “Wake up my Lord." My lids fluttered and I groaned, shaking off the hand on my shoulder. I was suddenly holding on to something and I felt the need not to let go. "You can't keep holding on to her, my Lord. She needs to rest.”I felt my brows tightened as I snuggled deeper into whoever or whatever I was holding on to. “He doesn't want to let go, my King." The voice called out a little too loudly. At that, my eyes snapped open and my neck twisted in time to catch a younger version of my father walking into the room.There was a sudden dull ache in my head as a wave of nausea hit me. I blinked down at what I was clinging onto only to throw myself back and away from her. She looked skeletal, merely trying to drag in air into her lungs. Where was I? I bit my lower lip, not understanding who this sickly woman was. When her eyes slowly opened to look at me, I w

My eyes snapped open and a beast-like growl rippled out of me as I jumped to my feet and crouched, ready to attack.My breath became laboured and the image of my hand inside my mother's chest flashed in my head again.I squatted to the floor, held my head with my bloodied hands and let out a painful howl, the blood from my head rolling down the middle of my face and into my eyes. My fangs were still elongated and I had blood dripping from the corner of my wet lips while tears spilled from my eyes. My body began to quake and with shaky hands, I brought my bloodied hands off my head to look at them.These hands…These hands…my lips quivered and I was about to let out another howl of pain when I heard an almost noiseless squeak.My head snapped up and my eyes widened to see more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at me. I jumped to my feet, my head whirling as the memory of where I was came back in.I was in the royal court. I looked at the eyes of the confused council members as the