Erik’s P.O.V
I paced the old hag’s cabin, glancing towards my mate Freya occasionally. She looked almost peaceful in her current state, yet I was beyond worried. It had been a week since she had down this magic. Kaelb growled in frustration at the fact there was nothing we could do to help her. Sighing I continued my pacing. Chuckling at just how insane life had become in such a short time.
Remembering back to last week when I was so excited to have my mate and child home, to think that the council’s appearance on my land would be the worst of it. Now, look at us. Vampire attacks every night, each progressivel
Authors note:Hello dear readers, I am terribly sorry regarding the lack of updates on episodes. I have had a very sudden death in my family and as I'm sure you will understand have been dealing with all the emotions that come with it. I'm doing my best to finalize more chapters for this week but please be patient.Thank you for your understanding and without further ado let's go onto the next chapter.Emma’s P.O.VA piercing cold breeze awoke me with a terror-filled start. Shivering, I looked around this unfamiliar space I had found myself in. I was surrounded by greyish stone blocks that were icy cold to the touch. The room felt damp and yet there was no sign of any water. My once lovely dress hung in tatters against my moist skin. I closed my eyes tightly trying to remember the events that brought me here…Everything that had happened flooded my mind at once as tears fell freely from my wide-open eyes. Mother... Sera..
Damon's P.O.VChaotic. That was the word to describe Alpha Erik’s pack this past week. My father had explained that war had been declared between the packs after the last meeting over my mate. My Luna. Alpha Paul apparently was the ring-leader, calling for my precious Luna to be given over the leaches as a ‘gift’ for peace. The disgusting old man should have been killed on the spot, apparently, Alpha Erik had stopped that from happening which I could not understand. My Luna had refused to even look at me since I instructed Carlos to protect her, apparently, she had a fiery rage and was not scared to give him a talking to. I wish she would just let me explain that if anything would to ever happen to her my heart would shatter. I could never allow harm to come to her. My worry was even worse knowing her vampire sister disappeared without a trace. So strange that not a single person smelt anything or heard anything. Either that vampire girl was incredibly power
Sera's P.O.VOne would assume after a rejection that one would stop making a Beta stalk me. But no. Carlos was still on my heel refusing to let me be by myself. Star had been sulking in the corner of my mind, furious I had attempted to reject Damon. I just couldn't understand why she was so keen on him? Like yeah, she had explained that it was destined, that the Moon Goddess herself picked out our soul mates but that was sooo far-fetched. True love, soul mates. Whatever you wanted to call it does not exist. It's just a fairy tale.“Why are you fighting this Sera?”Star was agitated, I ignored her. Refusing to let the memories of Stan come back but Star had caught that thought of course.“You shouldn’t try and hide things from me, we are one of the same.”I sighed inwardly, allowing her to reach those memories. Of the time I was certain he was the one, my soul mate. Of the pain, the embarrassment of my body being
Freya's P.O.VI hated this void. It was as if I was stuck in my own never-ending nightmare. Scenes of my daughters fighting each other, ripping out their throats. Images of innocent children being slaughtered, of homes being burnt to voices of those I had lost. At first, I had wondered if these things were just my own worries coming forth, but I also wondered if there was some truth to them. Ever since I could remember the secret of my heritage haunted me. Knowing that one of our ancestors had done the darkest, most vial things. Really, my ancestor had started The Night of Blood. All because she refused to marry Aamon’s son. My Emma, her heritage… she was indeed an ancient vampire. Her mother’s name had been the clue I had looked past. Rubi Cantavilli… she was related in some way to him… Aamon Cantavilli… The Goddess had a sense of humour, making our families join in one way or another. *** Flashback ***I gig
Damon's P.O.VMy mind had been punishing me as of late, playing the previous day’s events on repeat. Seeing Sera, our mate, in all her glory. Her perfectly curved body just begging to be touched, she smooth skin under my own. The way her lips kissed mine, hungry and longingly. That moment when I connected with her, finally claiming my mate as mine. It had been perfect, it had been everything I had hoped and more. And yet… she had almost rejected me… How? How could my mate even give that a thought? I had wanted nothing more than to run to her room, to beg and plead for her to just give me a chance. To show her that I truly loved her.“She still thinks as a human.”Sam piped in, he too was still nursing the heartbreak of her words.“We must treat her as if we were dating a human.”I could not agree more, we had to show her that the mate bond was a gift. Humans couldn’t feel their soul mate like we cou
Sera's P.O.V“Star?”I called inwards, she had been quiet for too long. Leaving me here truly alone. In this cold darkened place, I’d only had my wolf for such a short time and yet I couldn’t handle the thought of being alone again. I shook my arms as the metal shackles holding me against the wall made a clinking sound. My body was sore, it felt as though I had been running for days. My skin was flushed, bruised and my hair had matted already. The cage door opened as a monster of a man entered, he was built like one of those bodybuilders from T.V. I felt my heart flutter in fear as his eyes glowed a bright red, he smirked at me.“It’s not very often we get dogs here.”His tone was cold and collected, almost business-like which was terrifying. He smirked at me before raising an eyebrow in confusion.“And yet… you don’t smell like the usual ones…”He bent down to rummage
Emma's P.O.VMy head ached, my lips and throat were as dry as a desert. The disgusting and vile taste of copper from what that strange man had put in my mouth lingered. My eyes ached from all the sobbing I had done. I had to come to terms with the simple fact, I wasn’t going to be rescued. For whatever reason, I had been forsaken. The depression kept sweeping through me at the thought of never seeing my mother or Sera again. What had I ever done to deserve this? My body thankfully felt numb, I guess the mix of time and the cold had stopped the bleeding. My capture, that man, he had returned a few times to visit me. It was so strange how he spoke to me, mostly he was apologetic and sweet. Every now and then he would cut me, force more of that putrid copper stuff into my mouth and force me to swallow it.I heard the cell door jingle and open, he had returned.“Princess… I’m sorry…”His teeth were gritted this time as if
Aamon's P.O.VI sat at the head of my grand oak table, contemplating just how I should punish Luci for her childish actions. I picked up a crystal glass of fresh Nightingale blood taking a long sniff of its subtle sweet aroma. My mind taking me back to a time where I had the pleasant experience of drinking my wife’s blood for the first time. I glanced towards my granddaughter Emma, her pale face held upwards she was staring at the ceiling in deep thought. I brought my glass to my lips, swirling the Goddess’s gift before taking a deep drink. This ones’ blood was different, it held a spicy aftertaste of magic. Curious.“Grandfather….”Emma’s innocent voice called out, a question forming on her face.“What are you?”I kept my mind focused on not letting a smile escape, this girl had been sheltered from our true nature. Perhaps that was done in error, or to protect her. But that was going to be the
Emma’s P.O.V I had been patient. This past week I had been sneaking out to consume as much animal blood as I could. It was hard at first but I knew that this was better. At the same time, I had been slowly poisoning the blood stores Aamon and Luci used to feed, both were too nervous to leave the castle. Apparently, Aamon was planning some sort of ritual to evoke more power, some great weapon that would make him unstoppable. The shadow child has come back occasionally, I hadn’t quite figured out how to summon him but it seemed to be when I was calm or in danger. He had helped me greatly setting everything up for my revenge. And now it was time. My heart fluttered with nerves as I snuck through the dusty halls, my plan would have weakened them both but I knew I still would be no match to them in combat. I had to trick them. I walked down a spiral staircase coming to an old heavy door, taking a deep breath I readied myself. I had not been down to the dungeons in a long time
Emma’s P.O.VI sat my back against the cold stone bricks of this disgusting castle. It was calming in a sense, the coldness reminding me that I deserved nothing less. It was my fault for everything. If I had just been a bit stronger, a bit more like Sera then maybe she wouldn’t be dead. Mother wouldn’t be dead. I looked up at the ceiling and watched as a small spider strung its web as my heart longed to go back. Back to the house out in the woods, back to the small town, back to a time where life was good.“Emma?”I heard Luci call as she entered this room at was apparently mine.“You still haven’t eaten? My dear, you will grow weak. That would be a waste.”Her tone was soft, it had been since I had been brought back here. She almost seemed nice but I wasn’t going to fall for it again. She was just as evil as Aamon. A monster. They made me a monster. I felt her presence as she sighed heavi
Damon’s P.O.VI had not slept in three nights. I couldn’t, not until Sera was safe back in my arms. Sam growled inside my mind, pacing in a sense fuelling our combined fear and dread. He begged to take over and find her himself but I couldn’t allow that. We had followed her when she first took off, yet that somehow made her run faster. I slammed my hand down on the desk that held our plans to relocate her in frustration. How could I have let myself scare her like that? Had been too clingy? What had gone through her head? We had won, she… she had won. I had never seen such sights of strength and fearlessness. It had been awe-inspiring beautiful and a show of just how much she deserved to be Luna of now, the biggest pack in existence. So what had driven her away?“Alpha”Carlos appeared nodding his head in greeting, his solemn look giving away the news he came to tell me.“We lost her trail.”I couldn&
Sera’s P.O.VMy heart was racing with excitement and absolute terror. I was pregnant. Damon was going to be a father, me, a mother. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. How? I mean I know how it happened but… HOW? I wasn’t ready for this, I couldn’t do this! Darren looked at me concerned, squeezing my hand tightly as we walked down the stairs of the packhouse.“My dear, please try and calm your heartbeat. I promise it will be over before you know it.”I was thankful he mistook my anxiety for the ceremony, I did not want to tell him the news. I attempted to smile back at him but I guess it was more of a grimace as he sighed and continued.“If you really don’t want to go through with this Sera, I can cancel it.”I shook my head, part of me so happy that he would do that for me and another part of me still screaming in terror at the idea of being a mother.“I’m okay, just… ne
Sera’s P.O.VTime had surprisingly passed so quickly, it had now been 3 months since I lost my family. Yet today, today I was gaining a new one. It had been so hard to let go of the idea I could still save Emma, Alpha Darren had been the one to console me with that grief. Emma was a vampire now, in Aamon’s control. There was nothing I could do for her. Carole had taught me so much about how a Luna is expected to act, and run a pack. I was pleasantly surprised to find that essentially my job is just to make sure everyone is safe, loved, and supported. For some reason, I thought I was going to be like a royal system. Danni had not only taken a great liking to me but was convinced one day I was going to be her stepmother. I couldn’t help but laugh at the idea, Damon and I had not even discussed having children of our own yet. Speaking of Damon, I felt a grin form on my face thinking back to how darn excited he was when I asked for us to hold the ceremony. He had
Sera’s P.O.VI sat in the meadow that had at one point apparently been my mother’s garden, it laid in ruins. Overrun with weeds that had taken over the aged brick beds that had once fenced the more delicate flowers against the grass line. A cold wind had come over the land bringing in winter but for me felt almost like a sign from the Moon Goddess herself, as if she too was mourning with me. I had lost. Everything. My father had vanished, Emma, she was lost. Her vampiric face flashed before my eyes again, the venom and cold hunger they had held as she bit down on my flesh. I knew deep down it had not been her fault, I knew she did not have control. But, I would be lying if I didn’t admit the fear I held. Star still had not returned, my mind was hollow and depressing. Constantly replaying everything I had ever said to my mother that had hurt her, all my childish mistakes, and all of my toxic attitude. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had told he
Damon’s P.O.VMy love looked so peaceful today, her face free of the normal worry lines. Her perfect lips sat slightly agape as her breathing was slow and steady. I sighed with content smiling down at her, my heart fluttering knowing she was mine. Earl had informed me it wouldn’t be much longer before she awoke from her coma, I was both excited and terrified to see her awake. I wondered how she had been so mortally wounded, why Aamon had let her live. How she would handle everything that had happened. I let out a frustrated breath as I intertwined my fingers in her silver curls, closing my eyes to enjoy how soft they felt on my skin. I smiled as I felt her face move closer to my fingers, happily stroking her skin. My heart flutter more as I heard her make noises of approval in her sleep, she truly was perfect. A knock sounded breaking the moment, I glanced surprised as Earl popped his head through the slightly ajar door.“Sorry Damon”He
Emma’s P.O.VI stood, staring blankly ahead a strange hollowness making it hard to concentrate on anything. Sera’s dried blood hung thick against my skin, I didn’t know what I hated more. The metallic taste or the fact that I liked it. A cold hand grasped my shoulder firmly as that sick voice whispered.“It’s time to go little princess”I felt my face contort to disgust as I attempted to shake off his hold, my eyes flickering between Sera’s slumped body and my mother's. He chuckled before pulling me away with him violently.“Now, now dear. It had to be done.”I refused to look at him, the man that was my grandfather didn’t exist. This thing that claimed to be him was sick, evil, and twisted. He chuckled as I clenched my fists thinking about how good it would feel to see his eyes drain of life as mothers had.“Now Emma, that’s no way to think about your elders. Besides, y
Damon’s P.O.VFor the third time, I felt my heart began to shatter as I felt Sera’s soul start to fade away, already in such a short time I had almost lost her again. I growled staring at her unconscious form laying on my bed. She seemed almost peaceful right now, her chest breathing steadily. I sighed deeply placing my head in my hands thinking back to the state I had found her in, slumped over next to Luna Freya. Her heartbeat so slow, I had almost been too late. I had been overcome in my rage at Paul, tempted into torturing him for his last few moments alive as punishment for even daring to harm my love. I hadn’t even noticed that she had vanished from sight. Earl had thankfully arrived a day earlier thanks to my father’s request managing to stabilize her quickly. My heart hurt knowing how much I would have to explain to her when she awoke, her mother was dead. Her sister Emma had disappeared, and her father… Alpha Erik… he was loose i