Isabella's Point Of ViewIt's been almost a week now, a week of peace in the Blood Moon pack, everyone here seemed more happy and hopeful for tomorrow. The monsters after me have surprisingly been on a decrease, ever since the moon's eclipse it seemed that they all gave up on getting me.And with the eleventh and final blood moon fast approaching we all were hopeful because we found a way to escape the curse threatening to end the pack. Me!The first part of the prophecy 'The Luna will be the pack's salvation' seemed to be coming true, the rituals to breaking the curse had already started. Dimitri had already marked me. We have already mated, what next was the mating ceremony. It was basically a wedding for werewolves, we exchange vows and become one.Breaking the curse wasn't still over, I have been working with the witches coven and with help from the weavers, we were trying to create the spell we needed to break the curse before the eleventh blood moon came. Weavers were witches wh
Isabella's Point Of ViewLoud shrieking could be heard from a distance, as dark clouds covered the mountain. Something was wrong, I could feel an overwhelming wave of darkness envelope the pack.Something really dark was present in the pack.The pack's warning bell rang. I have never witnessed it being used before but Gemini had warned me that it was used only in the gravest of emergencies. Mostly when there was an attack or infiltration within the pack. The incessant chiming only spelt danger.I could hear Dimitri growl beside me."Intruders!!!" He roared. We could see hundreds of witches in red cloaks running from the mountains towards us.The red circle. But how did they manage to get into the pack?I looked around searching for the only person I knew could be responsible for this. The person I had my suspicion on for a long time.Yennefer!But she was out of sight, there wasn't a single trace of her. The entire pack was scattered in panic. Alaric and some of the pack warriors gathe
Isabella Point Of ViewThe hood was peeled off revealing Death to be Andres.It was him all along. He is Death, one of the deadly assassins of the Red circle.Andres-- I meant Death stared at me with ice cold eyes. His frosty white hair contrasted well with his pale skin."Andres--" I was interrupted by Yennefer speaking."He is not Andres." She said, "You still haven't figured it out yet. Surely you must have felt something right? I mean after all you two are family."My heart clenched into a tight knot at Yennefer's last words. I looked back at Andres, his expression dark and stoic. I could see it now, the resemblance to him was uncanny. He had his blue eyes.Andres was Diego, my cousin, my blood.I couldn't stop the single tear that ran down my cheek. After all these years he was still alive. Diego, my baby cousin. It had always been him, I found him but I didn't realize it, how didn't I realize it sooner? The strange feeling I got when I first saw him, how he knew the recipe for t
Dimitris Point Of View"THERE HAVE BEEN an unusual energy in the air, I'm sure you all must have felt it too. The chosen one is closer than I thought and their power is growing stronger. We need to find whoever it was fast." Valor said to the gathered congregation as they all murmured frantically."We need to kill this chosen one before he or she aligns with our enemies, the vampires." I heard Dexter spit. God I fucking hated these self entitled Alphas. This was why I chose not to be the supreme overlord of the council, it was filled with a bunch of wolves I couldn't stand, they were selfish and ignorant. I rather just observe them from afar, and Valor hasn't done anything to step out of line ever since his ascension. Well nothing yet.They were all afraid of the unknown chosen one, blessed by the moon goddess. I could perceive the stench of all their fears in the air. Fear, a fowl beast that can't be tamed, it can bend even the most upright."My pack witches are already on it, we wil
Dimitri's Point Of ViewI told Kael to let that weasel Rafael and his mate in. He claimed he had something to discuss not that I believed him though, knowing that little bitch I knew there was something he was hiding, he was after something else and that was what I needed to find out."Why do you really hate Rafael so much?" Isabelle asked me."Rafael is like a parasite, always leeching on whoever he needs, uses them and when he has no further use for them, he discards them. Just look at what he did to his previous alpha, Knox. I knew Rafael when he was just a beta to Knox, he was always ambitious, he plotted and when he saw an opportunity he took it, killing Knox." I said, undeniably pissed at the topic of Rafael."Now, Rafael owned the second biggest pack in the whole of the werewolf realm, and it all was obtained by violently taking over small packs. If it were up to me I wouldn't even let him have a seat in the council but he and Valor had some kind of a pact, which was questionab
Isabella Point Of ViewIt was hours past midnight. Exactly thirty minutes past the witching hour. I was up, actually I couldn't sleep, I felt utterly drained, both mentally and physically. I was completely exhausted trying to figure out what the crystal pendant the red circle stole meant. What did my aunt Delilah want with it?She must need it for something really evil. I knew my aunt, and she must have gone through all the trouble to get the pendant because she needed it for something big and for sure it wasn't going to be anything good.I remember seeing the pendant always tight around my mother's neck, it seemed to be a very treasured magical heirloom passed down in my family from one generation to another to protect. Fate didn't grant my mom enough time to groom me properly on what it was, if only there was a way I could figure it all out."Never lose this, protect it with your life." I wince, as I remember my mother's clear warnings. She warned me desperately not to lose the pend
Isabella's Point Of View"Somehow I just knew that you would one day return, I guess it was worth all the wait." The voice spoke again, a fluent Asian accent prominent in his voice.I remember that man. I remember that voice and that fucking crooked smile.'The red dragon'I announced and immediately Dimitri spared me a concerned look. He looked really furious, glaring at the man with burning eyes."Look at you, You've grown so much. When I first saw you then you were just a scared little girl and now you're a grown woman." He heaved, taking in my scent. I shudder a bit watching him."Back then you begged me to spare your life. You were so little, so vulnerable---" I cut him off."I'm not that little and vulnerable girl anymore. I don't beg anyone." I grit out, shaking as I remember memories of me begging and living in fear from every monster that wanted me dead. But not anymore, I'm not the same person I was back then. I have changed so much since then."Hmm, maybe. But I would still
Isabella's Point Of ViewI SLOWLY OPENED MY eyes, my vision blurred and disoriented as I struggled to grasp my surroundings, with an insanely destructive headache.As my senses gradually sharpened, I was greeted by a soft, warm light filtering through the opened window, it was dusk time and I was in my room, back at the pack. I tried to recall the events leading to this moment, only to find fragmented memories and a pervasive sense of disconnection.I remember the red dragon, Dimitri and I fought him and I killed him. I fell unconscious on the way back home. That's all that I can recall.Then, like a gentle breeze stirring the fog from my mind, my gaze fell upon the figures standing beside my bed, it was Iris and Gemini. Their eyes sparkled with relief and unspoken concern."Isabelle, you're awake!" Gemini said as soon as she noticed that I had regained consciousness."She's awake." Iris announced to herself. "We've been waiting for you. We were so worried." Iris whispered.Dimitri ap
Epilogue Third person point of viewSylvester's urgent calls sliced through the silent halls of the Volkari vampire coven's palace like the swish of a blade through the air. With each step, he could feel the weight of the news he carried growing heavier, this news was very huge and unsettling to their plans. Sylvester knew for sure that his master, the vampire king, would not be pleased with this, and that made a knot of anxiety in his chest. The towering doors to the throne room quivered and groaned under the force of his push, announcing his presence with a thunderous echo that reverberated through the vast expanse of the chamber. "Sire! Sire! Sire!" Sylvester called, his eyes wide with urgency and fear.He stopped in front of Konstantine, his master and King of the vampires, sinking into a low, groveling bow that communicated the gravity of the situation.Konstantine remained unmoved where he sat on his throne, his black robes billowing around him like the wings of a raven. He fi
Isabella's Point Of View."Come back to me, Isabella," I heard a familiar voice plead, echoing through my mind as I sat amidst my family and coven, about to embark on a ritual that would link my powers with theirs. My brows furrowed, and a perplexed frown tugged at the corners of my lips."Mom, did you hear that?" I asked, turning to my mom."I heard someone calling my name," I pressed, my gaze darting from one coven member to the next. "It sounded urgent, almost desperate. Are you sure you didn't hear anything?""Hear what dear?" My mother responded with a face stiff smile and an uneasy silence fell over the room. She exchanged a knowing glance with my father, and I felt a chill slither down my spine."You need to fight this Isabella! You are stronger than this Darkness." The familiar voice said again. The desperation in the voice, as if the speaker were fighting for my very survival, stoked a deep-seated sense of unease within me. A throbbing ache began to pulse in my chest, a tende
Isabella's Point Of ViewI awaken in a strange room. The decor looked eerily familiar, it was a small and simple room, with pink and white paintings on the wall. My eyes reached the little fireplace, that's when I discovered where I was.'This is my room!' I thought to myself.This is my room when I was a little girl, at the Black Rose coven. What the hell was I doing here?I look at the door which was pushed open, allowing in Diego. It was Diego but was a bit different from what I had in my memory of him. For example his white frost hair was gone and replaced with a brown color he had as a kid and he wasn't putting on his usual dark clothes like I had remembered of him, he was wearing bright colors."What the hell Isabella Rosa Santacruz? Are you fucking kidding me right now? Everyone is waiting for you downstairs and you are lying in bed…" he uttered. I quickly got out of bed, stepping closer to him."What happened to your hair?" I ask, attempting to touch his hair, he moves out of
Isabella's Point Of ViewTHE NIGHT CAME rather too quickly, and I was all dressed in a beautiful dress for Dimitri's ascension ceremony. I stood in a crimson red dress that was picked out specially by Dimitri, and I must say he had a good taste. It was a flawless long gown, with a thigh high slit by the side. It clung nicely to my skin, accentuating my every curve and showing just the right amount of cleavage which I loved. I could tell Dimitri put a lot of thought into picking it.It was already time and the ascension ceremony had begun. Everything was already set in place, gentle bands played soft music, while the gathered guests mingled and chattered, everything was perfect.I could feel tingles dance on my skin, instantly I was enveloped by a warmth all around me.It was my mate.I felt his sweet and feathery kisses trail down my neck, as his arms circled tight around my waist, I bit on my lower lip, trying to fight back the moan that was threatening to escape from my lips."Blood
Isabella's Point Of ViewToday was going to be a good day!The sun radiated brightly and the weather was beautiful, everything was almost peaceful for once-- well almost. There was still a lot to be wary of, including the reoccurring dreams that had been haunting me whenever I closed my eyes. The visions of Dimitri getting killed by me wouldn't let me be, they kept intruding in my thoughts every now and then. No matter how hard I tried to forget about it, it lingered.Honestly I didn't know what to make about these visions or who to tell so I kept it to myself for now. It wasn't the right time to bring up something as insane as that, I knew I would never hurt my Dimitri, I loved him too much and would rather see myself get hurt. For now we had an event to plan.It has been three days since the Alphas came by to ask for Dimitri to ascend the command as Supreme king Alpha of the wolves. The pack was in a joyous mood as everyone was getting everything ready for the coronation ceremony th
Isabella's Point Of ViewWE ALL RETURNED back to the pack, welcomed with a feast to celebrate the pack's freedom from the curse that has held us down for decades. I personally was thankful that my friends were still alive. I was overjoyed when Dimitri had told me that they were all still alive; Stefanie, Kael, Gemini, Dixie… Iris. They were all fine and survived the Blackblood pack raid. Before I fell unconscious I had watched them all die before my eyes, but they were all fine, all of them healed and they had a lot to thank me for. I wasn't aware that I was powerful enough to cast a spell of that magnitude, a kind of magic performed on a wide scale like that was incredibly rare and almost impossible, but I did it.There was still a lot about being the chosen one that I needed to fully learn about. I needed to know everything about being the moon goddess chosen one. I needed to be aware about all the things I was capable of doing as the Gifted one. I had to test the limits to the po
Isabella's point of viewDIMITRI'S THUNDEROUS GROWL shook the earth, bloodlust weighing heavily in his eyes sending fear into the heart of our enemies around.Rafael looked ahead, his eyes gnawing at the fearsome sight before him. His face turned ghost pale. He was right to be afraid, anyone who valued his very own life would. Dimitri didn't seem like his usual self, he seemed out of control, bloodthirsty... unhinged, and an unhinged Dimitri wasn't one you would wish to trifle with. I knew Dimitri always struggled to keep his bloodthirst under control but now he was embracing it.Aside from the murderous desire in his eyes, he was shifted in between his lycan form and human form, it was like he only gave partial control to his wolf which was even much scarier because he was in complete control of the chaos he brought.Dimitri glared at Rafael who currently had his filthy hands on me. Dimitri vibrated as his eyes were fixed on where Rafael's hands were touching. There was only one thou
Isabella's Point Of ViewI WAS STUCK PACING around in my room for what felt like an eternity. I was incredibly anxious because the Blood Moon was tonight, I could feel its growing power all around, this could be felt by every witch, giving them unthinkable powers. I could feel the power but I couldn't harness it because my magic was binded by the runes on my wrist.I needed to get to Dimitri, if we don't break the curse tonight then everyone in the Blood Moon pack dies. Gabe, Lance, Gemini, Iris and Dimitri. Everyone I cared about will be engulfed by flames and reduced to ash. I'm sure the curse magic has already begun to take effect. Some of the pack will be sick and won't be able to shift, this curse needs to be broken tonight.I felt frustrated.My only hope was in the words of a demon which doesn't really mean much since they are natural deceitful tricksters but I had no other option here. I needed to put all my hopes in Memphis and him delivering my message.Ugh! This was incredi
Dimitri's Point Of ViewMY GROWLS VIBRATED through the earth crust as I tore through another wolf from the Nok pack, splitting him into two equal halves. I was covered from head to toe in blood, standing in a puddle of the blood of wolves working with Rafael. I was going berserker without my mate, I needed to get her back or I swear I was going to fucking kill everyone breathing.It's been only two days since my mate was taken, but for me it feels like an eternity being without my mate, every second without her felt like torture to my mind. Not knowing what that bastard was doing to her at this very moment kept me furibund. Saying I was going crazy was merely an understatement to describe what was happening to me. I was out of my darn mind without the little witch.I knew that swine Rafael, he was capable of a lot of despicable things, and knowing fully well what he was capable of made me even more uneasy, I would die if he laid his disgusting fingers on my little witch.I have tried