Freya’s P.O.V
I held my sweet Emma tightly. I knew she would take the truth of Sera hard, but it had to be done. Ever since the day I had accepted her into my heart I knew it was going to be an issue. I did think we shouldn’t have hidden it from her but that was Sera’s choice. She never wanted her to look at her like she did when she remembered the beast that chased her. Part of me wished I had been the one to tell her sooner, but again I had to let Sera grow. It was my job to protect and love them both, not cause pain or hatred between them. I took Emma back to our hotel room but she stopped in front of the door
“I can’t look at her”
She whispered in between sobs,
“Hush its’s okay, she is still Sera little one”
I continued opening the door as she sniffled trying to contain her tears.
“She is the same big sister she has always been, now you know her true secret”
I kept my tone as soothing and as loving as I could
“She would never, ever hurt you and you know that deep down”.
Emma sighed, her breathing was slowing and I took that as an okay to enter the room. Sera was laying on one of the beds, staring at the ceiling I could tell she too had been crying as her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. I stood for a moment trying to decide how to best deescalate the situation without making one daughter feel neglected but before I could Sera shot up and stormed out,
“Don’t worry I’m leaving.”
Her voice was harsh but I knew that was pain she was trying to mask. Emma sobbed and ran to her bed, throwing herself down crying into the pillow. I sighed and followed Sera out
“Baby girl wait!”
Sera stopped but did not look at me,
“Give me 20 minutes to calm her down okay?”
Sera’s shoulders dropped
"She hates me”
My heart sunk,
“No baby, you’re her big sister. She is just overwhelmed. We should not have kept this from her for so long”
I tried to soothe my eldest but she just shook her head and walked off. I bit my lip and closed my eyes willing my inner anger at her defiance to subside. I swear she was more like her father in attitude with every passing year.
Once back inside I sat next to Emma, stroking her hair.
“Little one do you want to talk about it?”
I kept my voice soft and at that moment I wished I could read her thoughts. For our own protection, I had forced that part of me that knew magic deep down. Not wanting the wrong people to find us in my protected lands but for a moment I considered using them.
“I just… why?”
Emma’s voice was broken, confused, and hurt.
“Well, her father is a wolf…”
I explained to her just as I had with Sera a few nights before she had turned 16, that there was a chance she could have inherited her father’s gift, what I knew about the laws and the world of the wolves and that she may find her wolf on her 16th birthday. Emma listened intently as I went through all the conversations Sera and I had over the years, the confusion and relief we both had when she had not turned, the fear that consumed us when we realized she did inherit the gift and may die if she did not complete the process before her 20th birthday.
“So… she’s not like that monster?”
Emma more so demanded rather than asked and I nodded
“She is still Sera and will always be your big sister”.
Emma was deep in thought, I smiled waiting knowing she would have more questions.
“So are you one too?”
I was a little surprised,
“What me? No, no little one”
She had a small smile in response relief flooding her eyes.
“Oh good! I don’t know if I could handle much more of this”
I kept my smile on my face but felt my heart sink a little, I wasn’t a wolf but I was a witch. Would she hate me if she knew?
“So, you think you can forgive her?”
I asked noticing 30 minutes had passed and wondering where Sera was,
“Yes”
She sighed and continued,
“But I don’t know if it will be the same.”
Her voice was pained. I nodded,
“Understandable, it will take time and Sera will understand. That’s why she didn’t want to tell you unless she absolutely had to.”
Emma frowned looking down. A few quiet moments passed while I wondered again where Sera was. Yes, she was quick to anger, stubborn, and sometimes rebellious but she was always on time.
“So do I have to call ‘him’ Alpha?”
Emma asked anger lashing with those last words,
“Unfortunately yes my little one, it’s a sign of disrespect in their world to call them anything else.”
She grumbled biting her lip.
“But, if you don’t want to talk to him you don’t have to”
She sighed before looking up at the sky, it was dusk the sunset was long gone.
“Where’s Sera?”
I glanced at the clock seeing it had now been an hour since she had left.
“I’m not sure but I will go look for her, you stay here okay?”
Emma looked back at me her eyes reflecting my concern. I left the room with anger building in my stomach. Sera was not yet an adult and had never been this far from home, I did not trust that dangerous people would not find her. Like Alpha Darren, I had seen his Beta Carlos, I think he was called, at the café. Their reputation was horrible. Understandable with a name like the Blood Moon pack. I wondered why the younger wolf was that was with the Beta today seemed so interested in Sera. Glen had informed me he was the Alpha’s son Damon. I shook in a mixture of anger and fear thinking about the look he had given her. If I was correct it looks as if he wanted to claim her. Sera would underestimate them and get into trouble if she ran into them. She was not yet schooled on a lot of behaviors of members of the pack let alone what was expected of her being next in line as Alpha. I swear if she gets hurt I’ll kill her stubborn arse.
Sera’s P.O.VI sat on the edge of the hotel’s pool watching the sunset letting my tears fall freely. It hurt a lot to see Emma’s reaction but I knew deep down that was the way it would always end up going down. Part of me
Erik’s P.O.VKaelb and I were in our wolf form running in the forest, absolute joy filled our very being. Tomorrow, Rodrik was collecting my Luna and their daughter finally bring them home. Finally, my family would be complete, my li
Freya’s P.O.V“What on Earth were you thinking young lady?”
Damon’s P.O.VFor once in my life I was ecstatic. I had found my mate, my true love. It felt as though Sam was running circles in my mind, playing those sweet moments we had together on re-run. ‘Sera’ Sam whispered with d
Sera’s P.O.VCold sweat was plastered to my face. My long curls stuck to the back of my neck waking me with a start. I looked around an unfamiliar room with a panic building fast. The sound of my mother’s snoring reminded me where I was. I closed my eyes trying to slow my breathing before I woke anyone else up while trying to remember the nightmare I had just experienced. I remembered a silver wolf, I knew she was a female but did not speak to me. Her blinding blue eyes flashed with… understanding? Before shrill screams echoed through my mind as her once silver fur turned blood red. Her canines ha
Emma’s P.O.VExcitement and fear filled my very soul as a rather handsome yet frightening man waited by a black S.U.V. He had brownish-red hair cut into a nice crew cut. He towered over all of us in height and had these gorgeous forest green eyes that reminded me of the tress back home. As he approached us out the front of the hotel his tight shirt rode up his arms showing off tattoo-covered muscles. He faced us with a sharp grin, I would not call it pleasant. It seemed forced.
Emma’s P.O.VI was seated on a soft black leather sofa inside the room Sera and I would be sharing while we stayed here. It had been a few hours since she had attacked her father. She sat next to me with a smug smile. I was still in shock that she had hit him. Part of me was grateful she stood up to protect me, even though I knew he would not have harmed me physically. The other part of me thought it was a little out of line on her part. Regardless his shocked facial expression was kind of
Erik’s P.O.V“Alpha please, just take a moment to calm yourself.”
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