Chapter 12
Chapter 12 Twelve
She''s point of view
It was already dawn. I woke up earlier than usual. I just couldn''t get some sleep. My chest kept aching,
and for some reason, I''ve been experiencing some headaches, which alwayssted for a few hours.
I was walking down the long hallway of the castle alone, wearing a long blue velvet dress. Ria had
some patrolling to do for the day, and so did Brielle. As for Killian, I was told that there was an
important council meeting, so he left the castle at the first light of dawn, together with Mason, Allen, and
Valerie.
I have gotten much more used to my environment and life in the castle. I can''t say it''sfortable, but
it''s bearable enough when I don''t see Killian together with his lover. I''ve also made some friends in the
pack.
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Right now, I''m supposed to be on my way to the dining hall to have my breakfast, but something caught
my attention in the hallway on the other floor of the castle that I haven''t been to yet. My curiosity got the
better part of me, so I decided to explore it.
It led me to a very old part of the castle. The surroundings looked old and scary, and the air here wasn''t
the usual warmth from the morning sunrise. It was cold. Very cold. There were burning torches hung on
the wall. Their lights were very dim and they did much to illuminate the path. There were almost no
windows, if there were any at all.
The ce gave me a creepy feeling, but I kept walking, despite feeling anxious. I stopped in front of an
old-looking door. It was the only door in the hallway, and it was locked.
Something caught my attention the most. I looked around but there wasn''t a door knob nor a key hole
to pull it open.
That was strange. I ced my hand on it, inspecting the door for any other way it could get open, when
suddenly, I heard it creaking and, to my surprise, the door opened.
I was stunned, even worse, confounded.
I looked behind me, but there was no one. My eyes shifted to the door, and I walked in cautiously.
The inside was warm. A lot of candles were lit, and there were all sorts of books arranged on a wooden
shelf. Weird looking vases on the table. On the walls were strange markings in red and ck. I felt
drawn to them. The pad of my fingers trailed them on the wall.
There were also a lot of flowers spread all over the room, a few trees in the corners, mistletoe on the
ceiling, and a couch at the far end. It was a sight.
It didn''t have a spooky appearance; on the contrary, it seemed like it was a room inside a forest with a
lot of trees and nature around. And the air in the room was powerful in a strange way.
Weirdly, I felt safe and at home, but I couldn''t tell why.
I went to the wide circle table at the center of the room, my eyes taking in everything on it. Weird
objects like knives have one mark on each side. They were intriguing. My eyes rested on a small
wooden bowl, and inside was a thick red liquid. It looked more like blood. There was a book beside it. It
was opened, and the page showed arge symbol in red, and on the top some words were written in
red as well, ''The Crystal Fortress''. I pulled my hand to touch it but jolted at the sudden voice that
echoed.
Cripes!
"Don''t touch that!"
I spun around in fear, my eyes falling on the face of a familiar woman. Valerie. She was wearing a
brown dress and a blue cloak over it.
She hurried closer to me, and swiftly, she moved her fingers in the air, and the book in front of her
closed without her even touching it.
I remembered that Ria informed me she was a witch. She was in charge of the witches'' quarters within
the pack.
I intentionally took a step backwards. "I am really sorry for barging in here. I didn''t—"
"How did you get in here?" Valerie asked suddenly, but she didn''t look upset that I had barged in
without invitation. Her face held more of a surprised, confounded gaze.
"I found—" I decided to ditch the long story. "The door just opened," I said in honesty.
Valerie froze for a second. Was I imagining it? Her gaze traveled to the door before meeting mine
again. She looked a little bit lost. "But that''s impossible." She whispered more to herself, but I heard.
I quickly added, "I am really sorry."
"It''s nothing, Luna, it''s just unusual that the door opened for you." Her eyes studied me briefly. "But it''s
alright. I was only worried when you reached for the book. It''s a little dangerous for non-witches."
I nced at the book cover, and on it a name was inked at the bottom. ''Fiona ck''
I removed my eyes from it. "I was just curious about this side of the castle,"
She kept staring at me, her face crippled, as if having some bizarre thoughts. Her stare at me wasn''t
creepy, but I couldn''t deny that I felt a bit ufortable.
"I should get going now. I''m a littlete for breakfast." With that, I managed to excuse myself out of that
room.
I found my way to the dining hall, and to my surprise, Killian''s lover was already there, having her
breakfast. There was no sign of Killian, I had expected him to be around for breakfast, since Valerie
was back from the meeting with the Council early in the morning. Killian had attended as well. Maybe
his absence was a good thing. I wouldn''t be able to bear seeing them together.
Thea''s heavy gaze pulled me out of my thoughts. I approached the table, taking ownership of one of
the chairs.
Her constant stare was still on me. I pulled my head up, my eyes meeting hers.
This was the first time we were this close and alone. Other times she''s either sucking Killian''s face or
throwing unreadable stares at me, like now.
She regarded me with her brown eyes that showed nothing in their depth. She didn''t like me, and I
didn''t like her either, but I barely had the strength to get into a fight with her.
I shifted my gaze to my food instead.
"What the hell are you still doing here?" Her voice sounded far different from the cool and soft voice I
was ustomed to hearing whenever she was with Killian.
"Obviously, I''m having breakfast," I replied without looking at her.
"You know, Killian will never ept a good-for-nothing like you. I am the one he''s in love with and the
only one that can save him and his pack."
Her words drew my attention to her. What did she mean by the only one that could save Killian and the
pack? I was confused by her words.
The mockingughter she released afterward informed me she could see the confusion imprinted on
my face.
Thea dropped the silver spoon from her hand and sped her fingers together as she rose from her
chair and moved to mine.
"Killian doesn''t love you, bitch, and he will never look your way as long as I''m in the picture. Isn''t it
obvious already? You''re just a fool holding on to nothing."
Her words stung a lot. Even though every word of hers was right, I hated the damn tone she was using
on me.
I dropped my spoon, looking her in the eye. "You are the one who is holding on to nothing. You are only
an object he uses to warm his bed. I, on the other hand, I''m his mate, and the Luna of his pack." What I
said seemed to have stung Thea well. But my own words had also pierced me. They were all lies, and I
knew it. I was nothing to Killian. I meant absolutely nothing to him.
Thea''s brown eyes burned with fury. She was angry. I wasn''t expecting it when her hand pulled up and
collided with my cheek.
I gasped, shocked that she could strike me. My eyes shed on her and without thinking, I raised my
hand and pped her harder. That impact caused her to stagger on her shoes. I was surprised at
where that strength came from.
Thea''s face was colored with rage, a murderous sh of hate, and something I couldn''t decipher
stalked her eyes.
Thea angrily moved to me, but suddenly, a loud growl thundered, frightening both Thea and me.
I looked to where it came from, Killian''s hateful res directed at me. In swift motion, he was before
me, hisrge palm crashing harshly against my cheek, causing me to copse on the floor.
My mate hit me.