24. RECOVERY

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AS MY EYES FLUTTERED OPEN , I WAS MOMENTARILY blinded by a bright light that illuminated the ceiling. It couldn't be the gym - the lights were off. Slowly, I shifted my gaze to the left and was met with a breathtaking sight. A large tapestry of paintings and gothic texts adorned the wall. Did my home have something like this? I couldn't recall. My eyes then drifted to the right, and I was met with a stunning view of the morning sky, framed by trees that surrounded the ground.

This wasn't my home. Panic set in as I tried to piece together where I was and how I got here.

"Violet?" A soft, feminine voice called out to me.

I blinked, trying to focus on the source of the voice.

"Violet?" A smooth, masculine voice followed.

I blinked again, my eyes struggling to adjust to the light. As I looked up, I was greeted by the warm, smiling faces of Carlisle and Helena. Confusion and relief washed over me as I realised I knew them.

I rose from the long table, noticing the white cloth that covered it. My eyes scanned the room, taking in the intricate details of the decor. It was like nothing I had ever seen before.
"Where am I?" I inquired, my voice trembling with confusion and fear.

"You're in my living room," Carlisle responded, his voice calm and reassuring. "In my family's house."

I let out a sigh of relief, realizing that I wasn't dead. "I mean, dead?" I clarified, still trying to wrap my head around what had happened.

"No, thankfully," Carlisle replied, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"How long was I out?" I asked, my mind racing with questions and concerns.

"Two days," Helena chimed in, her voice soft and gentle. "The power you demonstrated that night must have made you exhausted and collapsed."

As I processed this information, my thoughts turned to the school. "So, the school..." I trailed off, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Don't worry," Carlisle reassured me. "The school still stands. A few broken windows but it still stands."

I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that my old school was still intact. But then, I remembered Ayla. "What about her?" I asked, my voice trembling with worry.

"She's fine," Carlisle replied. "She's here. She wanted to see if you're alright before she goes."

I couldn't believe it. Ayla was here, with me. And not only that, but Carlisle and Helena knew about her too. "Do you all know about her?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"Yes," Helena replied, her golden eyes sparkling with excitement. "She told us everything. I can't believe she is a werewolf... Sorry, Child of the Moon. I mean, Gabriel did tell me but..."

I interrupted her, my anxiety starting to rise. "What about the others?" I asked, my voice shaking. "Your family, Carlisle, my family, and the Denalis. Seth, Leah...?"

Helena immediately hugged me, and I felt my anxiety melt away. It was strange, but I couldn't remember anyone ever hugging me before, except for Ayla. As we pulled away from each other, I knew that everything was going to be okay.

"They're fine," she responded with a smile. "Everyone's fine. We're safe."

But my mind couldn't help but wander to my stepmother, Dina, a Child of the Moon, who wanted to kill me.

"And what about Dina?" I asked through clenched teeth. "Did you happen to catch a glimpse of her?"

Carlisle shook his head. "No, unfortunately not. When your power was unleashed, she ran from the school."

𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} [1] ✔️Where stories live. Discover now