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In the quiet town of Ashwood Falls, Navira has spent her entire life hiding that she's a witch, believing magic was only ever meant for healing, potions, and the quiet traditions passed down by her Grams. But when the mysterious Reyen Voss returns to town, her ordinary life begins to unravel. Beneath his arrogant charm lies a secret that will introduce Navira to a world of vampires, ancient rivalries, and a past that's been waiting centuries for her. As hidden truths come to light and danger closes in, Navira must decide who she can trust—especially the reckless vampire she never expected to change everything.
A few hours later, the music had long since faded into silence. Empty glasses sat abandoned across the coffee table, discarded party decorations hanging crookedly where no one had bothered to take them down. The front door had opened and closed enough times that the house finally felt still again. Now, only seven people remained. Navira. Reyen. Nic. Nami. Nash. Cole. And Adrian. Navira stood near the front entrance, phone in hand, booking an Uber for the three boys. “It’ll be about seven minutes,” she said without looking up. “Don’t miss it because I’m not paying cancellation fees.” Cole smirked. “You wound me.” “You’ll recover.” The room settled into comfortable silence. Nash sprawled across one end of the lounge while Cole occupied the armchair. Adrian leaned against the back of the sofa, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. Then— “Nav…” Adrian glanced up. “Have you heard from Michael?” The atmosphere shifted instantly. Navira stopped moving. Slowly… She lifted her eyes to Adrian. The look she gave him wasn’t angry. It was tired. Annoyed. The kind of look someone gave after hearing a name they had spent weeks trying to erase. “No,” she answered flatly. “I haven’t.” A beat passed. “And I don’t want to.” She folded her arms. “Why?” Adrian blinked, immediately realising he’d stepped on a landmine. “He… uh…” He scratched the back of his neck. “He said he was going to call you.” Navira closed her eyes. A long, slow breath escaped her. She dragged both hands down her face, palms pressing against her cheeks before falling away in complete exhaustion. “I have him blocked.” Silence. Everyone looked at her. Even Cole had stopped smiling. Nash reached across without hesitation and smacked Adrian across the shoulder. “What was that for?” Adrian complained. “Why’d you bring him up?” Nash shot back. “I was just asking—” “Don’t ask.” “I didn’t know—” “Well now you do.” Navira didn’t wait for the conversation to continue. She simply turned and walked away. Bare feet against the timber floor echoed through the quiet house as she disappeared into the kitchen. The cupboard opened. A glass came down onto the bench. Then another cupboard. She reached for the bourbon. The cap twisted free with a sharp crack. She poured herself a generous amount without bothering to measure before leaning back against the kitchen island, staring blankly into the amber liquid. From the lounge, Reyen watched everything. Not just the conversation. Her reaction. The way she’d never raised her voice. Never defended herself. Never asked what Michael wanted. She’d simply… shut down. Like the name alone had drained every ounce of energy from her. Nic followed his brother’s gaze before quietly looking over at Nami. He sighed. “You wanna check on her?” Nami looked toward the kitchen where Navira stood alone, bourbon glass resting loosely in her hand. She gave a small nod before quietly standing, leaving the others behind as she made her way toward her best friend.
The next morning, Navira woke to Nami’s voice being raised slightly. Not angry. Just trying to get someone to go away before Navira woke. Nami Saying “she doesn’t want to see you” and then a man saying “I need to explain it to her Nami.” And Navira recognising the voice immediately (it’s Michael) and Navira jumping out of bed and running down the stairs then she stops at the door where he is and he goes to grab he wrist and says “please baby let me explain” and Navira just shoves him and slams the door then without saying a word she turns and kisses Nami’s cheek and walks to the kitchen. Michael then opens the door and basically chased Navira, Nic stopping him but Michael grabs Navira’s wrist and yanks her towards him. Navira stumbles back and falls into his chest. Michael held her there, “let me atleast explain” Navira looked at her wrist then at him “Michael. You’re hurting me” Nic grabbed Michael by the shoulder and pushed him away from Navira. Navira then held her wrist to her chest, it throbbing. Nami rushed over to Navira and looked at her wrist “Nami I’m okay” Navira would reassure. Michael would lift his hands and say “alright I’m leaving” then he’d look over Nic shoulder and say “this isn’t over Navira” and he walked out
A few hours later, nami and navira come back to the estate - they had just dropped sierra off at home. Nic pulled Nami upstairs and would tell her his suspicions about Reyen being attracted to Navira. Meanwhile Navira and Reyen were left downstairs alone again
That night, Navira would grab her keys. She’d walk over and kiss Nami on the forehead and say goodbye, then she’d look at Reyen and Nic and would say I’ll see you’s at the masquerade ball?