The journey to the village of the Fates lasted several days, we had to camp out for two nights in the cars as we travelled across rural abandoned plains. I remained in absolute silence, refusing to speak to Bram or any of the thug Beta’s that accompanied us. As soon as we got back to Silver City, I would be confessing all to Alpha Romanov, and beg to reject the arrangement, I was just Bram’s imaginary fortune-telling golden ticket. I cursed myself for not realising sooner that Bram knew about Alexander, he’d mentioned the curtains in the ballroom during the dance of connection and he would obviously know his brother’s scent. Perhaps the flowers were the final straw, if he knew they’d come from Alexander in my room. Perhaps he’s just a nasty thug Fyre growled who needs putting in place. I hoped with all my being that Alexander was safe, that Bram hadn't made it impossible for him to fi
I have been running for pretty much three days straight now, thankfully my massive black wolf form was strong enough to cover the distance. Though I know I can’t keep pace with their cars, I have been making up the ground while they rest at night. Hydra keeps me focused; I know I am only a few hours behind their location in the village now. Regardless of how exhausted I am, we shall be near her. I didn’t ask her about it the other night, but I saw her wrists that night, green fading from purple. My disgust for Bram bubbled under the surface for doing that to her, they must have been livid in colour originally to still be fading hours later. It took every ounce of strength not to rip Bram’s throat out there and then when I heard breaking glass and her delicate arm flop lifelessly out of the balcony gating. Hydra bayed in anger at the idea someone dare to harm Helena, the centre point of my b
The best sleep I’d had in a week meant I woke just as dawn rose and the light trickled across my bedspread. Positive energy raced through my mind for the first time since the ball. There was no sign of Bram, my door remained securely locked. The only danger was perhaps one of the bodyguards would be on shift, ready to lurk around every move I made until dusk. I quietly got washed and dressed, a close-fitting grey long sleeved tunic over dark black leggings with my dark boots. It wasn’t Luna appropriate, but I didn’t care today. Fyre whirled with excitement at the prospect of finding out more about our history. Just who were the Birazzi’s and where was my future leading me. My dreams remained the same, I was just relieved that Alexander was part of them again. I tested our connection and was thrilled to find a weak pulse, he was s
The path leads me far away from the village until I was surrounded by nothing but fields and long grass. It felt like a never-ending road, doubt started creeping in as to whether I was just going round in circles when I felt a presence. Fearing it was Bram or his Beta’s I jumped off the path into the high grass, waiting to see who was approaching. Finally a tall, broad-shouldered figure cloaked in black strode past me. The scent of woods and spice was immediate. I quickly cried out “Alexander!” as I bolted upright in the long grass a few metres away from him. He stopped in his tracks and turned round steadily, my eyes must have been blazing with gold to him as I looked him up and down, savouring his image in the bright light of day. Alexander remained silent, his muscular body tense but looking straight at me. Suddenly his eyes
Finally the promised small cottage within a cluster of trees appeared into view. I’d sprinted the whole way, hoping that the distance between me and Alexander would help get my head together ready for whatever might come my way and as I slowed down, I felt fear in the pit of my stomach. Fyre wasn’t much use, still reeling from being held by Alexander and wishing we could just go back to him. Just as I completely slowed to a halt the basic wooden door opened, and a girl dressed in the same brown uniform as Azalea came into view. She was about the same age as me and reminded me of Celeste with her porcelain skin and clear blue eyes. She smiled and gestured for me to come inside. I stepped through the threshold and found myself in a completely normal house. My imagination had created cobwebs, cauldrons, and a dark cluttered library of magical tomes but I walked into the nicely decorated parlou
As I trudged through the long grass towards him, I saw his eyes flicker towards me and light up with amusement. He’d been watching the path and I’d ended up approaching a different way. “Hey” I said with a wave as he dusted himself down and stood up to face me. How he towered above me with my head facing into the top of his chest still thrilled me, he was so strong and powerful, his eyes burning into me how I’d always dreamed I’d be looked at. His dark eyes were warm and inviting, not cold like his brothers and his expression softened at seeing me approach even though it was probably invisible to anyone but me. He’d taken his cloak off and was using it to sit. Those dark eyes continued to look me up and down as I got closer to the tree. I felt his eyes darting to my legs, chest, face, hair a
Crouched together under the tree, hoping the long grasses surrounding us would offer some cover Alexander silently slipped the ebony brooch from his cloak letting it silently fall to the ground. He was preparing to shift into his wolf form. I finally caught the scent that had drifted over to us, there was a mossy tint to it, earthy and sallow. “There is more than one approaching” he muttered under his breath as he slowly shifted his position, so he was crouched instead of sat, ready to pounce into action. The crunch of footsteps through the grass became audible, clearly, they were getting closer, by leaving the path and tracking through the grass they must be tracking us. They must have caught the scent of my arousal which only made my cheeks scorch with embarrassment. Fyre was poised, ready to shift despite Alexanders urge for us to run at any sign of trouble.
Azalea was waiting for me at the edge of the village, she ran towards me as she saw me approach, a kind light shining from her eyes. “Welcome back Luna Helena, can I get you anything?”. I couldn’t help smiling back at her despite the nerves clanging within my chest. “I would love a bath and a change of clothing please, it has been an eventful morning Azalea. Is Alpha Bram on site?” “He left a couple of hours ago ma’am. But he went down the other path.” “The other path?” Azalea smiled and dropped her voice to a whisper as we walked back to the guest house. “There are multiple routes to the Fates, to ensure privacy we never send people on the same one”