Isabella's Point Of ViewAFTER A LITTLE STROLL with Gem gathering magical herbs and ingredients I needed for a spell, now I was headed to the witches quarters. I needed a stimulant to help my mind so I could easily find a spell that could help break the pack's curse, and these herbs I gathered would help me be more relaxed and concentrated.We didn't have much time, I needed to find this spell to free the pack before the blood moon rises. My dream was a constant reminder that the worst was yet to come, not if I can fix it all.I was in the witches cemetery with the siphon twins; Dixie and Alexa. They were working on a potion, on Celeste orders, while I combed through every page of my family's Grimoire. I sipped from my magic tea while I flipped through its pages, I needed focus.***It's been an eternity already!I've been at this for forever and I have gone through every single page in this book but still I couldn't find anything on how to break the curse.This couldn't be right, I k
Isabella's Point Of ViewMY MIND FELT like it was going to explode at any moment from now. There was just so much going on in it at the same time.On one hand of the stick, I was glad I finally found the spell needed to end the curse on Dimitri and set the pack free, this was good news, considering the Blood moon was drawing close. The pack would survive the Blood moon coming.And on the other rather crooked hand of the stick, there was a Darkness from my bloodline threatening to engulf the world. Delilah is planning on letting the Namek out, it was only a matter of time.I couldn't be at ease knowing that the black onyx pendant was in the hands of my aunt.But it wasn't over yet. The pendant is a prison world, Delilah would still need the key to open it. In Jósephine's memoir she wrote that the prison was sealed using Namek's own blood. That means Namek's blood was the only key and I know that is something my aunt couldn't possibly get her hands on since Namek is locked up. Even s
Dimitri's Point Of ViewThere was something cold in the air that made me feel uneasy.And it wasn't due to the fact that I was about to confront Valor or the fact that the blood moon was just days away. I felt uneasy because of the dream Isabelle said she had.Something about the panic in her eyes when she told me to be careful made me concerned, not for my well-being but for hers.I had always felt guilty for dragging her into my cursed world and placing on her shoulders the heavy burden of an entire pack. She didn't deserve to carry the weight of countless lives fate. My little witch always tried to fix everything, if it turns out we don't survive the eleventh Blood moon, she will never be able to forgive herself.Isabella was strong, stronger than anyone I had ever met I'll admit that, but I'm worried she might break from the burden of holding everyone's fate. The fucking pressure seemed to be getting to her already. I was more worried that she would give up herself just to save us
Isabella's Point Of View "Dimitri---" I moan a whisper, as I stirred in the bed. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, it was caused by the flames from the fire all around the pack. I could feel the heat burning from it. "... Dimitri..." I called again, feeling tears well around my eyes. A huge pain crushing me as I fight to escape the nightmare I was trapped in.I finally jolted up from the bed I laid, gasping in an ample amount of air. I paused, not able to move for a second, my eyes were stunned by the foreign environment surrounding me, I needed a minute to adjust to the environment I found myself in.'where the hell was I?' I ask myself. I couldn't remember how I got to this place that wasn't home.My hands clutch tightly to my head, as I feel a piercing ringing invade my mind. The pain came as I tried to recall what had happened before. I felt so weak, as if all my magic had been drained.I inhaled deeply, the memories finally hitting me all at once.We were attacked by R
Isabella's Point Of View"Did you miss me, my little Bella." She yakked. I could see flashbacks of the carnage from the night when my mother and the entire Black Rose coven fought her trying to protect me. The day she killed my mother in cold blood, right in front of me.I shook in uncontrollable anger, my eyes burning in rage."Delilah." I called out her name like acid dancing on tongue, watching her baneful smirk grow longer and wider."I'm going to kill you!" I grit out furiously, pulling out the cutlery knife I managed to sneak under my sleeve during dinner earlier. This was supposed to help me with my escape but fuck that, I would rather dedicate it to gutting her throat out.I was going to make today be her last, in honor of the Black Rose coven. In honor of my family.I lunged at her with remarkable speed, swinging for her throat. She easily stopped my attack by using her magic, cursing my right hand to feel so heavy that it couldn't move a muscle. It was completely immobile.Th
Isabella's Point Of ViewTHE COLD ECHOES of silence are the only things I could hear around me. It was night time and it was dark. I could hear the sounds of crows flapping their wings for freedom while I remained trapped here in this hollow labyrinth I found myself in.In my dreams, I was trapped, trapped in a tall maze and I couldn't find my way out. Every turn I came across met a dead end. I looked around cautiously, my blue orbs finding a silhouette figure in a black long robe and a skull mask of what looked like a goat with huge horns.I could sense a dark aura around this unknown stranger. I stood gazing at the eyes of the mask, curious to know what was underneath.The masked stranger started running away, I tailed behind, demanding it stop. I chased it through several turns until we made it out of the maze. The masked stranger paused, looking directly at me."Who are you?" I demande.d sternly, looking deep into its fathomless deep golden eyes. I didn't know who this was but I f
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
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
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