What the fuck just happened? No really. Cole was literally a second behind Syanna, and when he stepped outside, she was gone. She wasn’t down the hallway. She wasn’t near the stairs. She was just gone. And to make it worse, Cole found her phone at his door, as if she had dropped it. And he was on the brink of burning the entire school to the ground in that very second. But he composed himself. If he burned the school down, he’d kill her too. And the very thought of that made his insides shiver. For the first time since he knew himself, Cole felt helpless. He didn’t know what to do or where to go. He didn’t know who took Syanna, and their scent wasn’t in the hallway either. So, he couldn’t even follow it.He was going to go crazy if he didn’t move now. It was evident that whoever took Syanna wasn’t joking around. They meant business, but he was the destroyer of all things and people that could hurt Syanna. To hell with whoever got caught in the crossfire. Cole stomped his way dow
It was dark.Wherever Syanna was, had no hint of light, smell, sound or anything to prove that she was alive. Had she been killed for the second time since she’s at this damn academy? First, having her neck ripped open by an ancient vampire, and now being kidnapped at Cole’s bedroom door after having the orgasm of her life? She had woken up about a minute ago, but somehow had managed to stay calm and not scream. Although she couldn’t see a thing, Syanna could tell that she was safe. She didn’t know how, but she just knew. That was why her first thought was death. No way she would’ve been feeling this way if she was still in the hands of her kidnappers. “Syanna? Syanna are you awake?” It was Juliet, and by the sound of her voice, she had been crying a lot. Was she dead too? Did they cross over together? “I’m awake. Juliet?” “Yes, it’s me,” Juliet whispered. “Keep your voice down. They’ll hear us.” “Who’ll hear us?” Syanna asked. “The grim reaper?”“What?” Juliet sounded genuinel
Genevieve knew that this day would come. The day when she had to show Cole the whole truth—the day when he’d probably rip her head from her body out of rage. The day when she showed him that he had known Syanna long before Unici. And just like she anticipated, his eyes were bright in anger as they snapped open. “Get the hell away from me,” Cole growled as steam rose from his skin. Genevieve gulped. “I did it for your own good, Cole,” she told him, trying to calm him down. But instead, this made him even angrier. She knew that when she showed Cole the truth, he’d hate her even more. She didn’t know why that thought bugged her so much, yet it did.“My own good!” He laughed, but it was void of humour. “Do you know what my first memory is, Genevieve? Seeing you, who took me and brought me to a place that I hated! Do you know how much more peace I would’ve had for the past two years if I had remembered that I met Syanna!?” He ran his hand through his hair. “Gosh, I... I knew her all
Syanna couldn’t believe her eyes, although she had figured out the truth. The headmistress wasn’t supposed to be the bad guys. She was… she was the headmistress, for crying out loud! But she couldn’t deny what was right in front of them. And that was the headmistress. Yet, unlike most ‘villains,’ the headmistress didn’t wear a coy smirk, or scowl that proved a long-lived hate, nor did she look like she was going to threaten their lives or tell them her sad backstory. Instead, she smiled at them—and it wasn’t one of those evil ones. It was warm and almost motherly, and if she didn’t know better, probably even scolding. “Hello, Syanna,” Headmistress Simpson said with a short nod. “Juliet.” “Why am I here?” Syanna didn’t waste any time. She just went straight for the kill. Headmistress Simpson smiled. “For your own good,” she said. “You’ve been quite busy, I’ve been told.” “Told by who?” Syanna narrowed her eyes. No longer could she see this woman as a respected authority figure. E
Twelve hours. It had been twelve hours since Genevieve left, and Syanna was getting both antsy and sleepy. It’s not that she was rushing them or waiting like a damsel in distress for her prince charming to save her, but being here gave her a lot of time to think. What would she do if they pulled off setting her free? What will they do when the headmistress comes after them again? It’s not like she could very well stay at Unici, but she wouldn’t be able to go back home to Jake, either. He’d surely send her back for her 'own protection.’ And that, too, was another thing to consider. The Vechi vampire who Cole killed wasn’t the only one, and she knew that if she left Unici, she’d run into more of them. With or without Cole, that’d be a problem. So, she was basically stuck. No option worked in her favour except one. And that was convincing the headmistress that she could handle the truth and danger better if she actually knew what it was. All her life, Jake had done the same thing as
Was it a trap? Why was this so easy? Syanna was out on the grass of Unici, fully fed and free to go to her classes and do whatsoever she pleased. She found it suspicious, even though she vividly remembered the conversation she had with the headmistress last night, yet, it still felt too... easy. She shrugged, deciding that it would be best to get the hell away from there as fast as she could. There was no need to be testing fate. “Syanna?” She knew this voice anywhere, and as she thought, she spun around to see Isaac sprinting towards her. He grabbed her and twirled her around before resting her back on her feet. “Gosh, I was so worried,” he said as he examined her. He was a mess. His eyes were red and drooping, and his hair was messy, as if he spent the entire night running his hands through it. “Did you stay here the entire night?” Syanna asked him. He scratched the back of his head with a sheepish smile. “Yeah, I kinda did.” Her mouth fell open. “I thought you would’ve know
“I am never letting you out of my sight again.” Cole held onto Syanna as they entered his room. The morning had just started, yet they both had had a long day already. “Even when I’m peeing?” Syanna teased as they plopped in Cole’s bed. “Isn’t that a bit weird?”Cole, too smiled as he caressed her cheek with his thumb. “You can use the bathroom in peace,” he said with a chuckle. “But no more vampire attacks, or supposedly good-willed kidnappings.”He rolled his eyes at the thought. Syanna found it funny. She had spent the entire walk to his room explaining to him why the headmistress wasn’t evil, and why he shouldn’t pick a fight with her. But Cole was still sceptical. He thought that the old fairy could’ve approached the situation immensely better. Which was true. Syanna didn’t understand why the headmistress had to be so extra. She understood that she was trying to give Syanna a wake-up call, but kidnapping? That would’ve given anyone the wrong impression. “I doubt that,” Syanna
A week had passed, and every day was pretty much the same. Syanna would try to open the book, Cole would bug Genevieve to tell him a little more about who he was, and Isaac would be on the sidelines, helping Syanna and teasing Genevieve whenever he got the chance. They had yet to make any progress, except Cole learning more about Syanna, and Syanna more about Cole. Like the fact that she smells her food before she takes a bite, and she scratches her head whenever she’s thinking about something. Cole also learned that she likes her curly hair, but prefers it straightened, and she likes when Cole squeezes her bum and bites her bottom lip. It was fun, and a little sweet building a relationship with Cole, especially considering how it all started. Yet, Syanna couldn’t bare the empty feeling inside when she thought about the fact that the stupid book wouldn’t open. Genevieve tried spells, they tried tactics, they even tried breaking it open. Yet, it wouldn’t budge. “Maybe we’re