Chapter Forty-Seven. The day finally came for Estelle and Dante to be joined as one and be mates for life. The mating ceremony was prepared for the Alpha’s son alone, which was Dante, the hall was filled to the brim with the pack members and others from different other packs. So many came to witness the great Dante Kane, who has made his name known wide to far at a young age, mating ceremony, and who he was mates to. And truly, they were not disappointed when they saw the beautiful mate of Dante. Estelle, as usual, had a graceful smile on her face that could make one turn twice to stare at her. She was dressed in a red dress, her flawless skin was on display as she carried herself with grace like the Luna she would be. She smiled at everyone she came across and also stopped to have a chat with one or two persons she was familiar with. “Gosh, look at you, Estelle! You look so beautiful!” Alessia exclaims as Estelle walks to her gathering. Estelle blushed shyly and waved her hand
Chapter Forty-Eight. Dante got to his father’s office and was immediately ushered in. He paused in his steps when he saw the people in the office. “What’s going on, Dad?” He asked, giving Isa, his mum, and his best friend Fred a look. “Take a seat, Dante.” Alpha Martin gestured, and he did just that. “What’s going on?” He asked, seeing nobody was ready to say anything. “Isa has something to say, Dante. Know this that whatever she says here is from the moon goddess, and we didn’t force her to say it.” His mother spoke up. He took his gaze from his mother and then to Isa who took a step forward. “I had a vision last night Dante, not only last night but almost a year now. The first vision came to me after your mating ceremony with your mate, but it wasn’t clear then another, but it became clear to me last night.” Dante scowled. ‘Was that the reason I was called here, for some mere vision.’ So impatiently he asked. “What was the vision all about Isa?” “I saw flames, tears
Chapter Forty-Nine. Dante stormed to his room in anger, he couldn’t believe his parents could go to the extent of blaming his mate because they didn’t like her. His mate was the kindest, sweetest, and most beautiful soul he had ever seen in his whole existence, so why was his mother trying to pull the both of them apart? ‘Fine, believe whatever you want Dante. I don't care, but let me ask you this son, does your wolf feel excited whenever you’re near ‘her’ or do you feel like changing to its form once you feel her presence?’ He slowed his steps as those words came to his mind, he didn’t feel his wolf whenever he was near Estelle. Sometimes he even feels repugnant; like he was forced to be near her. Was his mother right when she said Estelle was bad? He asked himself and sighed. ‘Who am I going to believe, my mate or my parents and pack?’ He whispered, then made his way to their room, the room he’d shared with Estelle for the past year now. He met her sitting on the vanity tabl
Chapter Fifty Estelle walked out of the building with a forlorn look on her face, she didn’t know whether she was making the right choice or not, but certainly anything that pleased her mother was the right choice. She stared at the dark sky and smiled seeing her family coming already, she couldn’t wait to get this war done and over. She looked around the pack and saw everyone running around, trying to search for a safe place to stay in case the storm came. Estelle tsked, If only they knew what was coming their way. The little mirror in her palm glittered, so she brought it to her face. Her mother appeared on it. “Did you do it?” She asked, Estelle swallowed and nodded. “Yes, mother. He won’t wake until everything is down.” She assured. “Good.” Her image disappeared and Estelle sighed, taking her eyes to the room Dante was currently sleeping in. The room they’ve shared since they got ‘mated’, even the word sounds foreign to her ears. The one thing everyone knows is that wi
ANDREA. Time stilled as I processed what he just said, the story is heartbreaking, and I know he must feel so much pain in losing his parents in one night. But I also know it wasn’t his fault, how was he supposed to know that Estelle or whatever her name wasn’t his mate? How was he supposed to know that he was under her spell? I looked at Dante who had a disturbed and pained look on his face, he looked like he was fighting an inner battle with himself. I got up from my seat and walked slowly to where he was, I took hold of his hand and squeezed it. “It wasn’t your fault Dante, stop blaming yourself.” He shook his head, trying to avoid my gaze. “I caused all of it. I caused their deaths and everyone in the pack, I wished I had listened to my mother when she first told me about ‘her’ being a witch.” His chest rumbled as he mentioned her. I shook my head bringing his chin to look at me, “Listen to me Dante, it wasn’t your fault. How were you supposed to know you were under a spel
ALESSIA. I watched as Fred took Andrea to meet my brother, I wondered why he called her. Was he ready to make amends with her? Or is he going to reject her like he has always said? I pondered more on the thoughts as we walked to Andrea’s room. “Alright girls, we’ll take our bath and await Her Highness coming,” Emma suggested with a grin on her face. “Are you sure she would come back?” Amy winked at us, and that got my attention. “Why do you say so?” I asked, Emma and Liliana nodded equally waiting for her reply. “Because, for starters, she’s called by the Alpha and also her mate, who knows what they are doing right now as we are discussing them.” She waggled her brows and then did a finger illustration. “Ewww, you’re too lewd, Amy.” “What? Not like you aren’t going to do it with your mate someday Emma, and besides, maybe I’m not wrong.” She shrugged. “And perhaps you aren’t right either,” I added, and she pouted. “Though I wonder why the Alpha called her when he has
CRESCENT MOON PACK. Nicholas sat in his room in deep thought, since the elders suggested about him having a pup, an heir to the throne, he hasn’t been himself and to add it all up, his supposed ‘Luna’ has not been helping. With the elders' persuasion and the pack's duties, he felt like the whole world was on his shoulders. He wasn’t ready to mate with Freya nor have a child with her, since she wasn’t his mate; his real mate, the one the moon goddess made for him, he wouldn’t impregnate her. He wouldn’t let her carry his pup. ‘But can you withstand the pressure from the elders, your pack, and your family?’ His wolf asked tauntingly. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, he was already getting a headache because of the matter and if he thought about it too much he would break down. He grimaced, and his body shuddered just thinking about mating with Freya, completing the mating bond between them. She might be his Luna, but she wouldn’t be the mother of his kids, only his true mate woul
CRESCENT MOON PACK. “Who, mother?” He dragged. “Andrea Carlson, daughter of Alpha Malcolm and Luna Louisiana.” His eyes widened. “What the hell!” Nicholas got up, staring in bewilderment at his mother. He couldn’t comprehend what he just heard, he took his eyes down and back up staring directly at his mother’s own trying to find a lie, or maybe she was joking and playing with his mind, making him regret why he rejected Andrea..... yeah that’s it. But he saw his mother’s eyes staring directly at him, and she was feeling sweaty and breathing heavily, he knew she was telling the truth. He still couldn’t believe that Andrea was/is an Alpha daughter, talk much of the great Alpha Malcolm Carlson’s daughter. How? When and why wasn’t he aware of it? He asked himself, still staring at his mother, whose face portrayed nothing but guilt. “How?.. Andrea was and is an omega, how is it possible that she’s the Alpha’s daughter.” The one question was weighing in his mind and he needed to kn
An hour later. We were in the Crescent Moon Pack house, Dante and Fred were already here so we didn’t meet much of their interaction. Nicholas was the first to see me as I walked in, and he rushed to my side, Rae and Alessia in a defensive stance behind me as they saw him coming closer. “Please forgive me, Andrea! I… I had no idea my parents did that to your parents, please, we are sorry.” He begged as he fell on his knees. I stared at Nicholas and looked around if I could see Lilith anywhere, but she was nowhere to be found. My eyes met with Sarah’s and I could see her trying to hold her tears. I nodded at her, and she smiled before taking my gaze back to Nicholas on the ground. “I forgive you, Nicholas. Yes, I forgive you and your sister because I know you weren’t there when that happened, all I need from you is for you to return my father’s pack to me.” I said. He answered quickly before I could even finish my words, “Take it, Andrea. You can take it because it belongs t
ANDREA. TWO WEEKS LATER. Two weeks have passed since little Audrey left us for a better place. The pain of her loss was still there and I blame myself every day for not being quick, for not saving her on time. Hell, I blame myself for coming out of the bunkers, I got to know from the guards placed outside the bunkers that Audrey slipped out when she didn’t see me. She came out because of me because I couldn’t do one thing I was instructed to do. I hosted myself in a pity party and used sex as a way out, for the past two weeks I have been extra horny and wanted to jump on Dante’s bone more than ever. I thought it was because I was still grieving, but it was becoming too much. Dante tried to pull me out of my grief, but it was so hard, it was hard to forget those cute eyes and lips. Those eyes that were always staring at me in admiration…. Now I can’t see them anymore. She was gone. “I miss you, Audrey,” I whispered and then groaned when my stomach growled for the umpteenth time t
DANTE. “You can’t kill her, Dante.” She said after laughing to her fill. My brows raised at what she said, “Do you think I’m bluffing, witch, I will kill your daughter the same way you killed my parents.” I let my claws grow and then positioned them at Estelle’s neck, but Morgana said something that halted my plans. “You can’t kill her because she’s your sister.” She yelled and I froze. I froze where I was standing for some good minutes when I heard that, there was no way that was true, right? That couldn’t possibly be right, there was no fucking way Estelle could be my sister. Fuck! I don’t feel any sibling bond with her, and she doesn’t have a fucking wolf in her. Lycans are special and any family with the Lycan blood has a close bond with their sibling(s) like the way I have one with Alessia, but I don’t feel anything for Estelle so it was pretty clear that she was lying. Everything she was saying was to buy tile, and I’m not falling for that anymore. I stared at Morgan
‘Please save her, Dante.’ I managed to pass the message through the mind link, then took my eyes back to little Audrey, who was still running towards me. ‘Don’t come any closer, Audrey.’ Morgana stopped muttering her spells and I gasped in shock when she took one hand from mine and then stretched it towards little Audrey, and my eyes opened wide in shock. “No.” My heart thundered as I looked at little Audrey who wasn’t attempting to flee from there, and then my eyes moved to Morgana who was still reciting some spell with her hands stretched out. My eyes widened as I saw the spell going straight to little Audrey’s way, I tried to hold Morgana’s hand, but I was far too weak to do anything. Summoning all the strength I could mutter, I yelled, “Save her, Dante, please,” I begged with my other hand glued to Morgana’s. She wasn’t letting this go easy….she promised not to hurt anyone. I couldn’t move with my hand trapped in Morgana’s, my heart pounded as my breath sized. I wat
DANTE. The fight with the dead rogues and witches was both exhausting and tiring, they all didn’t want to die a second time and anytime we thought they were dead they would rise again. All my focus was on the rogues I was trying to kill, I didn’t know where Andrea was, but I could feel she was doing okay through our bond. I was busy fighting with the undead rogue for the fifth time when Jocelyn came to my side, she looked at me and then whispered something in my ear. My eyes widened immediately and when I looked at the other side, I saw Andrea already there speaking with Morgana. She wasn’t supposed to be there without anyone by her side…without me by her side. “Go Dante, I will hold this,” Fred said and I turned to him. I didn’t even know he was behind me. “Thanks,” I looked at Jocelyn who nodded then took off with Jocelyn running after me. Isa saw us and quickly ran after us. ‘Wait for me, Andrea.’ ~~~~~~~~~~ ANDREA. I got to Morgana’s side quicker than I thought and
ANDREA. I looked at Dante who had shifted and was already by my side, he pulled me closer to his warm body. “What is she doing?” He asked. “Dark magic,” I replied. I looked up, and the once sunny sky had turned dark, a strong wind blew out of nowhere while Morgana kept on chanting. My eyes widened when I saw the already dead witches and rogues waking up, and walking towards Morgana…..what the fuck!! Everyone stopped fighting as they watched the dead rising and walking towards Morgana, even the headless witches woke up and walked aimlessly towards Morgana. Morgana had a wide smile on her face as she kept on chanting and calling on whatever demon she was summoning. “We have to do something, Andrea,” Alessia said, coming over to my side. I looked at her and asked, “What can we do? The deed has already been done, we can’t turn back the hand of time unless we have that.” I said, pointing at Morgana. They all shuddered and shook their heads. “What on earth is happening here?”
ANDREA. I couldn’t stay with the women and children in the bunkers, not when my mate and every other warrior in the pack was fighting out there. I wanted to go out there since those witches came for me and I did it, after making sure all the women and children were accounted for, I sneakily left the bunkers without alerting the guards placed outside. When I made it to the battleground I saw the fight already in full swing, the smell of blood that covered the ground from dead witches or wolves hit me. I looked around at the number of her people fighting, trying to see if I could find Dante anywhere, but I couldn’t see him. My eyes met with Fred’s and for a minute, he was shocked to see me standing there. “What the fuck are you doing here, Andrea?!” He yelled, completely ignoring his surroundings. My eyes widened when I saw a witch approaching him from behind. “Watch out.” Out of instinct, I stretched my hand out and the witch's head blew off. Her body slumped on the ground wh
ANDREA. “We are under attack!!!” I froze in where I was standing as my mind comprehended the words I just heard. Under attack again… I woke up from my reverie when something tugged my dress, “We need to leave Andrea. Now!” Alessia didn’t wait for my reply before dragging me out. Although I was following her, I still couldn’t believe that we were under attack, by whom and why? The warriors who were sound and ready to fight rushed out of the infirmary with us also, and while we were heading back to Dante’s pack house they assured me that they would do everything possible to protect the pack. “Where’s Andrea?” Dante hissed, rushing outside and that was only when I came back to my senses. “I’m here, Dante.” I was immediately engulfed in his warm body and he kissed my head. “What’s going on, Dante?” I asked, pulling from the hug and searching his face. “We are under attack, Andrea, and I need you to go inside with the other women. Take your Luna to safety.” He ordered a warrio
ANDREA. “Dante!!” I called out in panic and watched in horror as the witch’s light ball moved quickly in his direction. My heart was beating hysterically as I watched Dante look at the light in both shock and anger, but he didn’t move. ‘Come on, Dante,’ I urged in my mind as I whispered a silent prayer to the goddess. I opened my eyes and saw Dante move quickly to the side, he growled and charged at the witch. I let out a sigh of relief and a tear rolled from my eyes when I saw he was okay. He killed the witch and the two others before facing me, he was breathing heavily, and my eyes roamed around his body, searching for any cut on his body and I gasped when I saw the huge injury on his back. My legs automatically carried me to his side, and before I knew it I was holding his hands, “Are you alright?” I asked, searching his eyes for any sign of pain. But all I could see there was happiness and relief. “I’m so glad you’re okay, Andrea.” He pulled me into a hug and I melted in