‘Where am I?’ Eloise woke up abruptly to find herself by a small pond, in the middle of a very large garden. The cool evening breeze blew wisps of her dark red hair into her face.
She looked down to find herself in a beautiful white gown. She slowly stood to her feet confused.
‘My wedding day?’ But that was two days from now. She quickly touched her stomach to find no stab wounds. She found no blood in her palms either. She swore they were filled with blood minutes ago
The scene of Cole stabbing her was so vivid now. 
She died......
Yes, she died. She would never mistake the fear she felt while, Cole pushed her off the balustrade. It was real. She knew what she felt. The sharp piercing pain from the cold iron knife, he stabbed her with. The satisfaction in his eyes while he stabbed her multiple times. The hate.
 Pure hate, she thought.
But why?
Why would the love of her life kill her? 
Most importantly, why wasn’t she dead yet? Yes, she was the Phoenix. She could rise from the ashes every time she died but not this time. She was sealed.
Yes, by that woman. She’d seen that tattoo on her hand before, but where? 
Oh, she remembered it all perfectly now. There was a witch circle, the seal of the condemned, a bright red moon and her blood.... 
 She fell from a three-story building, right to the bottom of the pool. She spent her last breath drowning because she couldn’t swim. 
What a terrible way to die, she thought. Or maybe not.... She was alive, wasn’t she?
Some terrible dream that was......

INTO THE FLAMES.

Wrath took a last glance at his parents’ old chamber. Everything was draped in white sheets, with several centuries of dust settled on it. The air in the room was musty like old wood: Unpleasant to inhale like the memories he had of this place. 


It was at this place he first knew fear and hate. Pure and undefined hate. 


He slowly stepped out of the room and closed the double doors behind him. He placed a hand on the old mahogany door and for a second his mother's face flashed before his eyes. 


A small smile crept onto his lips, "I wonder how I have made it this far without you, old lady," he whispered. 


A sudden movement at the corner of his eyes drew his attention. He moved swiftly in the direction of the movement to find Claire. 


She was hiding behind the large vase in the corner of the hallway. In her arms was Lu in her cat form. Her face was buried in Lu’s neck as if that would save her from him. 


"Who are you? And why do you have Lu?" Wrath asked in a hostile tone. 


Chapter 28(Attack at the Elm Forest)