Catherine's POV:
My head jolted up and in my eyes, I saw my mate. I fought back the tears that threatened to escape from the corners of my eyes, somehow feeling relieved that he had showed up in the right time.
“Mate, he has hurt master too much, he needs to be punished!” She spoke again with our voices combined in the most bizarre way. I flinched as the monster growled with a snapping and gnashing of teeth dedicated to none other but Easton who was still on the struggle of pushing my huge paws away from his throat. His face was slowly turning red due to the pressure I have placed on the space in between his head and lungs. Veins popping out his head were made visible with the increasing power of my force. My black midnight wolf reveled at the sight of him suffering underneath its paws, and it g
Catherine's POV: With short, frantic, panicking breaths I peered at every area across the secret room. My eyes finally landed on the small figure of poor Lilith, but her face revealed great fear and despair. The skin under her eyes easily became swollen from crying, her cheeks wet from tears and red.Large, heavy-looking arms hugged her small chest tightly that she probably can’t even breathe. A huge dirty hand covered her mouth and poor Lilith was screaming underneath it. Her screams were not heard clearly because of Easton’s large calloused hand over her small mouth.“Shut up!” Easton shouted at Lilith’s ear, which made Lilith freeze automatically in his grasp while forcing herself to keep her breathing steady for the sake of life.I let out a deep, dangerous
Catherine's POV:‘What do you mean? You want to choose this crazy bastard?’ Alpha Damien’s disgruntled voice echoed through my head. Instead of answering him truthfully, I just walked towards Easton, completely ignoring him. I firmly clenched his jacket that was wrapped around my body down to my thighs. “Just let the pup go, and I will come to you.” I said while holding one of my arms up leveled to my chest. Alpha Damien stood frozen in his spot, shocked and in pain.“How do I know you're not fucking with me?” Easton pulled little Lilith closer into his lower body, taking small steps back while drawing out a small knife from his pocket jeans. He pointed the sharp edge of the knife to Lilith’s neck, making my heart beat
Catherine's POV:Easton’s eyes widened in surprise as I strode unbelievably fast to get away from him.“You fucking bitch!!!” He spatted at me, clenching his fists into a ball and glaring at me murderously.Betrayal and disbelief became evident in his eyes as he watched me move unexpectedly just when he thought things were going exactly the way he wanted it. Tables turned so fast he didn't even see it coming.Drake rushed towards him like lightning. He held him down before Easton can even get to me and Lilith whose body was trembling so violently behind my back. She let out tiny sobs which were almost inaudible if not for the heightened hearing ability of us werewolves
Catherine's POV:“You knew my mother, didn't you?" I asked in utter disbelief. It was probably more of a statement rather than a question, since I remember so well that she were friends with my mother when I was a pup. If that was the case, then she must have had a great part to play in the betrayal that happened eight years ago! She were friends with my mother, and she knew I was my mother's daughter all along, yet she watched me suffer all these years right in front of her eyes. She watched me bear the suffocating pain of being tortured and alone in those eight fucking years in slavery.She widened her eyes, leaving her mouth a little open perhaps from the shock. I didn't take my eyes away from her face as I walked to
Catherine's POV: Dumbfounded, I stared through her face, seeing nothing but an empty space which I found myself lost within. “Witches... Exist?” I asked unknowingly, looking at her in disbelief. “Yes, they do... Well, that includes...” Her eyes traveled around the room before they looked right back at, as if she still wasn't sure whether or not to tell me one thing I desperately wanted to know. “You.” The truth. I furrowed my brows, unsure about whether it is a fact that I ought to take her word for what I really am, other than a werewolf. A witch. I felt my mind go blank for the second time. This is impossi
Catherine's POV:I gasp as I stumbled back, my eyes fixed on my mother's face. They were going to perform a sealing ritual? What for? Why? What power did the seven-year old me have that they even had to go all the way here to perform a freaking sealing ritual on me?“No matter how many times I tell her, she can't understand the importance of keeping her powers under control. I'm afraid she will only become too powerful for her own good.” Her voice came out strong and firm, as she stared at me from the distance.My brows furrowed while hearing her speak words that were
Catherine's POV: (Still reliving Grecietta’s memory)“Circumdare igni!” My mother said in a loud voice, not bothering to give any response to the little girl’s innocent question, nor her plea.Suddenly, she found herself lying in the middle of a ring of blazing fire. I watched, gasping in horror wondering if this was truly real. I noticed and felt as I started at my young self breathe heavily just as how I feel myself breathing right now. I saw my mother walk closer to the ring of fire and mumble something, lowering her voice as if she didn't want anybody else to hear her say words I cannot under
Catherine's POV:Oh Goddess. Oh Goddess!I snapped. Instant regret overtook me and my jaw dropped to the ground unknowingly. Panting with heavy breaths, my body froze in panic after realizing I had just yelled at him for no reason. My mind was out of control because of intense emotions I had gotten from reliving Grecietta’s memory. Probably when the first thing I saw was Alpha Damien standing in front of me and dominating me with his harsh command, I wasn't able to acquire full control over my emotions that have gone wild.I heard Demiana gasp in the background, and w
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NARRATOR Catherine woke up feeling Damien's arm laying freely on her waist. She did not want to wake him up with her moving around so she stayed. Damien's face was now clean and smelled like fresh shower. But the damage of the wolfsbane had extremely damaged his sight forever, making it impossible for him to ever see again. This made Catherine's heart crumble. However she thought that if this was the price they had to pay to be together again, she would make it all worth it. She would help Damien get back on his feet. She would feed him until Damien leanrs how to feed himself. She will bathe together with him every day so that he knows he is never alone and that Catherine is there to guide him all the way. She would make him see all of her through the other senses he had not lost. Let his fingers trace every inch of her so he will remember the lines and curves of her body that craved so long for his touch. His embrace. The feel of his skin brushing against hers. The heavenly
CATHERINE's POV I woke up from a dream. A nightmare where I was stranded in darkness. Far away from my home. Far away from my loved ones. I found myself hugging my knees in the dark, unable to see or hear anyone on earth where I came from. I was crying. Crying so hard and loud yet no one seemed to have heard me sob and scream and grunt and cry. The place I found myself thrown into after feeling my last breath disappear into the wind, was starting to cave in on me and I was horrified. Is this the end? I waited for what felt like forever in this dark hole of abyss. All of a sudden, I caught two bundles of light that were coming forward towards me from the corner of my eye.
DAMIEN'S POVThat was the last bit of strength I had within me which I sacrificed to save my only son. I don't care how weak my body gets, or even how much I bleed from the corners of my eyes, or how I can't seem to see anything but darkness all around me. What matters most was that they're safe. I felt my head being settled ln something really soft and warm.Hercules purs and we closed our eyes to rest. But seconds after I heard gunshot. My ears rang as it was too close to where I was. Catherine's scent. I sniffed the air. My eyes grew wide when I smelled her scent blended with that of gunpowder. Was she shot?!At that moment I forced my body to rise. Get up and help my mate. But I couldn't. I can't see a damn thing after Sam gave th
CATHERINE'S POVI let Samantha's lifeless head drop down to the cold tiled floor, motionless. Furious for what she had done to my mate and our family, I let my fangs sink into her head, only deeper and more sharp. Her body that was just standing straight up not too long ago was now lying on the floor with a missing head. Soon her unmoving body was surrounded with a pool of her own vile blood. Her hand was stretched out, releasing the syringe she had used to inject Damien's eyes which was rolling on the floor, empty. I squinted my eyes and the enhanced senses had allowed me to know exactly what it was. Wolfsbane. I growled, and my blood boiled in hatred and disgust.Damien's continuous groans and cries abruptly pulled me out of my raging state and made my wolves whimper at the sounds he was making. We then immediately rushed forward to his aid. Because his hands, neck and entire body were chained against the wall, he could not rub his eyes and can only scream out the agonizing pain. I p
CATHERINE'S POVMy wolves were seething in anger. I felt my claws and fangs descend as I watched Samantha step forward and closer to my mate."Wake up." She order Damien like some animal pet that she felt belong to her. Only, he isn't. Damien is my mate and never will be hers.Gritting my teeth, I turn to Demiana, reaching out to her and Drake through mindlink.'Why is she here? This will sabotage our plan!' I had told them.'We'll find another way, Cath.' was Demiana's reply.'We need to think of some way, to get him away from Samantha' Drake said, his eyes still fixed on Damien and Samantha on the other side.
CATHERINE'S POVWe were in a closed room. Something like a storage room that we stumbled upon when we took a flight of stairs hidden on the floor. At first it was covered by the carpet but Drake spotted the markings and revealed a way."Are you sure this is going to work?" I ask Demiana. She didn't look at me but swinged her chanel bag to her side, bringing out some more of the clothes she packed earlier from the pack house.She had proposed we disguise as Samantha's close friends. That way we can get close to where Damien was without being caught. Well, hopefully."It will Catherine. It has to." Was her only reply.Sighing, I wore the tight leather pants and red sexy silk top before I slipped on the long b
DAMIEN'S POVHercules used to tell me to cling to hope. What is hope? Everything I have had been ripped away from me completely. I was once unyielding, unbeatable, indestructible. I was mighty strong and not even all the other alphas joined together could bring me down or make me kneel at their feet.One thing I didn't see coming, that meeting an innocent looking human girl like Samantha has cost me so much. My mate. My only son. My pack. Now I'm left with nothing but myself. I don't have anything and anyone in my pitiful life anymore. Not even my own wolf. I lost him after three years in this fucking shithole. I tried reaching for him, calling to him, but he never came back.Two years ago...I was chained to a large metal chair. My hands and knees were forced down and locked so that I wouldn't be able to get up. Ffight back. Maybe do something other than blink and let out low growls that weren't helpful either wa
LILITH's POVCharlie suddenly closed his book right after his mom exited the room. He then brought out a photo hidden under the small couch and I lean over to look at it.My eyes widened the moment I saw who he was looking at in the picture."Do you know him, Lily?" I frowned as he called me with that name again. Apparently he liked the sound of it rather than my real name, Lilith. He preferred it short and simple to speak.I press my lips together and stare at the curious lad.Should I tell him? Oh no, what if Luna Catherine didn't want me to?"Have you asked your mom that?"Charlie shakes his head, dropping his gaze