Chapter 55: Chapter 55

Ariana's POV

I felt strange, it felt as if I was missing something but I don't know what, I was alone in the room, I stood up and quietly walked downstairs, Eric was preparing something very delicious, my stomach growled and I followed the aroma straight to the kitchen, I was starved, he turned when he heard my footsteps, "you are awake, dinner will soon be ready"

"What are you preparing, it smells so good"

"You'll see, just be seated, I'm almost through with my cooking" he came in just as I was about to sit and placed a plate before me, "venison" he smiled at my glee as he took a seat for himself, "it was your mom's favorite too" I felt a pang of sadness at the mention of my mom, I miss her a lot and I miss my sister also, she's my only remaining family, now that my memory has returned, I remember I had made my mother a promise that I'll take care of her, "I need to go and see my sister" Eric's head snapped up and he stared at me, "huh! Alright but not now, you need to be equipped first before you can go out there"

"But..."

"Shhhh....no buts, you'll see your sister for sure, first finish your meal and then we'll learn some spells"

I quietly ate my meal and soon, he brought out a large book, on its cover was written "spells and incantations. volume one" my eyes rounded at how big it was, "are we going to finish this today?"

"Of cause, we're running out of time" I frowned, "out of time for what" he looked at me briefly and I suddenly felt a bit odd about him, "you're going to avenge your mother's death remember?" I set my face in a determined line at that remainder, how could I forget? "A werewolf killed her, how will I know a werewolf if I see one" he smiled at tapped my shoulders, "I know the particular werewolf that killed her, and I'll show him to you in due time"

We spent the next hours, learning how to use my powers, it was exhilarating, seeing myself performing magical kinds of stuff, it felt like I was a character in a movie, I decided to take a break, I sat down in the living room and turned on the television, they were talking about a man, "Dylan Sabastine's press conference, I stared at his image for a while, wondering who he was "what are you watching " I pointed at the image, "who is he?"

"A renowned businessman, you mustn't get close to him, he's dangerous"

"Why should I get close to him?" He shrugged, "just saying, come, you need to rest, we'll perform another section tomorrow".

Samantha's POV

I felt so hurt by Damien's words, what kind of a woman does he think I am? "Why can't anyone look at the situation from my perspective? Ariana is the bad guy here and not me," I cried out, willing for him to see my pains, he was staring at me with an unreadable expression, I must be a monster in his eyes, tears trickled down my chin and I swiped it with the back of my hands, "she stole everything from me" I screamed, "like what exactly? That would make you do such a thing, she's my friend's mate for crying out loud" I frowned, mate? "What do you mean by mate"

"Oh! I meant he's in love with her, she's his fiancee and they will get married someday" I sighed, I knew Dylan was head over heels in love with her and I had even wished I could see someone who would love me the same way but still, I don't think she deserved his love, "I think he had to know who he's in love with"

"And you made sure of that right?" He scoffed and I stared at him angrily, "your dear Ariana was responsible for my mother's death, if not for her damn freakiness, my mom would not have died trying to protect that witch"

"What do you mean by that?"

"When she was just a child, her powers got the better of her and she ended up killing someone, they planned on taking revenge on her, that's why..." I swallowed, the memories were trying to drown me, I had to swallow and take a deep breath before continuing, "that's why mom had to leave with her, I was just a child too, she left me alone and took Ariana with her," I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks, he drew closer to me, his expression holding a note of pity, "dad was never the same when mom left, he took to drinking, I always wished for at least one of my parents love but I got none, at least she had mom who loved her but I had no one who loved and pay attention to me, no one, so you have no right to justify her every did and see me as a monster" he said nothing, only drew closer and placed my head on his chest, "let it all out" he whispered softly, "let out all the anger and bitterness that you have inside of you" I grabbed his shirt and cried like a baby, I cried like I've never cried before and he just stood there, patting my back, after some time, I stopped crying and I raised my head from his chest, I sniffed and he offered me a handkerchief, I was kinda embarrassed for showing such much emotions in his presence, why couldn't I just hold myself, but I've had it up to my neck and I feel relieved letting it all out.

Damien's POV

As I listened to her crying, her pain, her tears, her hurt all got to me, if I could take her pain away, I would have done it, looking at things from her perspective I understand she holds a whole lot of grudge against her sister, she blamed her sister for her misfortune, I quietly led her to a chair while she quietens down, I sat, just observing her until it was obvious that she was no longer comfortable with my stare, "what! Haven't you seen someone crying before?" She but out ready for a fight and I hid a smile, that was more like her, "yes, I have seen someone crying but I haven't seen someone looking so beautiful even when crying. Even when you're crying you're beautiful too" I watched the start of a blush on her cheeks as she looked everywhere else but me, "you don't need to be embarrassed when crying in front of me, I could cry in front of you too you know" her gaze grew suspicious as she stared at me, "why are you being so nice to me?"

"That's because I'm a nice guy" I took her hands in mine, hers were petite and slender and easily got lost in mine, "it's not your sister's fault you know, she was born with her powers, she didn't ask for it" she grew still and tried to withdraw her hands from mine but I held it tight, "listen to me, I'm not taking sides here, both of you have suffered in a different way, do you think of the trauma she must have gone through living with a family who hates her? She didn't ask for those powers, why blame her for it, and your mom knew that you'll be safe here, so she left with the one that won't be safe, any mother would do anything to keep their child from harm, don't you think, look at it from everyone's perspective? I saw that she was beginning to see things differently, she grudgingly nodded her head in affirmative, "and your father shouldn't have let you feel alone when he knew that he was the only one you've got, he did wrong"

"I'm sorry for everything, I feel so ashamed" I kissed her forehead, "I'm glad you're now seeing things in a different light,"

"I let myself be used by Eric" she looked so miserable that I felt sorry for her. I shook my head, "he knew you were vulnerable and took advantage of it, he knew about how you abhorred your sister"

"How do we get her back? What do I do?"

"You don't need to do anything, just let us know when she contacts you because I'm so sure that she will contact you" unexpected, she threw her arms around my neck and held me in a tight embrace, "thank you" I smiled, she can be so unpredictable, "Hey, I didn't do anything, moreover, we haven't found her yet, Dylan is still feeling so miserable right now, you'll need to help him find his love" I need to get Ariana back, if not for anything but for Dylan's sake, I can't have him losing another mate now that he has finally found happiness.

Eric's POV

I watched as she went into her room, the elixir has made her forget only the memories of Dylan and the seal I have placed in her heart will make her develop feelings for absolutely no one, that was how I knew that she was just curious when Dylan's photo was shown on the screen, curious and nothing else because as long as she has that seal inside of her, her heart will remain void of feelings, my next plan will soon be executed, I smirked at the thought, "Dylan Sabastine, your days are numbered, you'll die by the hands of your beloved" what death could be worst than that?