Catherine’s POV:
“Please hurry and sit down. I really don't have more time to spare. If the Alpha hadn't given me the order, you won’t even find me standing here in this room with you.” She said before rolling her eyes, as I noticed her tapping her toes impatiently on the floor with her arms crossed.
“She clearly has a problem, master.” Midnight spoke.
“Just another Jessica, I reckon.” Raya commented. And with that, she probably meant, ‘bitch’.
I pushed my rage all the way down deep inside me, not wanting to cause any more unnecessary trouble as I obviously have bigger problems to deal with at the moment. Most of it involved my old pack, the fact that that bastard Easton was going to rule it all and the pack that my father used to cherish more than he did his own life.
I let out a quick sigh and did as I was told, walking towards the small chair in front of the vanity table.
Catherine’s POV: I didn't really expect the visible desire in those blood red eyes to easily disappear like that and turn cold in a few moments. My heart raced, but this time it was beating extremely fast for a different reason. Not out of excitement, arousal, desire, not even a hunger to feel his body against mine. He grabbed my wrist unexpectedly, gripping it thight. I couldn't bring myself to take my eyes away from his handsome face, especially with his strong grip on my wrist. There was a glint in his eyes that made me think he was acting out of impulse, and an anger he’d been suppressing all along. “I...I found it in my room. Why? You’re scaring me.” I admitted truthfully. At first, he looked confused, like he had no idea what I was talking about. Then, I watched him look down on my wrist, finding his hand grabbing it tightly and he slowly release
Alpha Damien’s POV: “Claim me, Damien.” Hercules jumped up in excitement after hearing her say those words, pleading to be claimed and receive my mark that will make her mine forever. There was a few seconds of uncertainty and distress. But then when I gazed into her beautiful face, almost taking away my breath, I felt my heart flutter deep inside, and I couldn't control it, neither can I get a grip on Hercules who kept huffing and panting exaggeratedly like it's the end of the world, but in reality it's not. This is just the beginning of a new chapter in my life. Years had passed. Years that I wasted feeling devastated over Samantha’s mysterious disappearance. Back then she was the only person I cared for, the only one I truly loved. I even though of rejecting my true mate once I see her just so I can be with Samantha as my chosen mate. But she
Catherine’s POV: Damien suddenly stopped. His eyes glowed and from that moment I knew he was talking to someone through a mindlink. I kind of feel embarrassed now because I just asked him to claim me, and it seems like he’s been avoiding my mark spot although he kept nibbling on it several times. But worry really filled me up inside when I heard it was a matter over Lilith. I haven't seen her for days since I saved her from Damien. I hope it's not something bad. I rested my hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down because I could literally feel my heart drumming through my ears as I walked down the stairs alongside Damien, who was obviously eager to spot Lilith down the hallway. I matched his footsteps, and when we landed at the end of the staircase, we were met by Drake. He was panting, his eyes were wide open and sweat trickled down his face which looked like he didn't kn
Easton’s POV: I called Greg several times, but he wasn’t answering. A few more attempts and I was done. Frustration took over me and I smashed the fucking useless thing to the hard ground. I can hear other werewolves whispering outside my room, hearing all the ruckus. My nose was flaring as I headed towards the door, opening it abruptly. It startled two she-wolves, who I’m guessing are omegas judging from the fucking annoying smell of their scent. Tch. Low-lives, good for nothings. I glared down on them, and they stepped back abruptly as if to make me even more annoyed than I am now. “What are you all whispering about??!!” I yelled from the too of my fucking lungs. “We were not whispering about anything, Alpha,” the one of the left spoke. “Get the fuck out of my office!!” Fucking bitches.
Catherine’s POV: “Ready?" Hunter braced his self and stood in his natural fighting stance. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I replied, slightly hesitant as I arched my back a little to make my body in the same level as Hunter’s. Hunter, taking the offensive side, quickly sped up and charged right at me. I managed to dodge, but right after that Hunter reappeared in my view, as though he had been able to predict where and what I was going to do next. I felt as though he’d seen my every move, and his eyes always followed the motion of my hands, feet, and legs. He pointed the edge of the arnis with a swish just one inch away from my face. As expected from a warrior. “HOW do you do it?” I asked, letting my frustration take over me as I failed yet again for the 34th time. “Mind if I join you?” &
Catherine’s POV: My training has then been like that for over two weeks. In just a short amount of time, Hunter told Damien I was ready. After all, I did kick his ass several times for the whole of two weeks, and he gets surprised every single time I take him down with one or two simple moves. It was all because of Damien’s advice, and he was the one I had to pay gratitude to for gaining Hunter’s acknowledgement. In the past weeks, I noticed Drake hadn't been around since, and he was completely avoiding me every time I come across him at the hallway or outside Lilith’s room. I pondered over it for a while, and wondered if he had finally given up hopes in me. Still, it pains me that he kept ignoring me ever since we arrived here with my aunt’s pack of twenty other werewolves, and they all seemed to be doing fine. In fact, I saw Damien chatting with Tyler the other day, and they seeme
Catherine’s POV: When I woke up, I was still lying on Damien’s strong arms. He woke up before me, and is now stroking my face gently as his eyes settled on my face. “Rise and shine, princess. Today is your long-awaited day.” He smiled. “You’re right,” I said and sighed. Today is also the day that I have to meet my mother and confront her. Ask her why she had lied to me all those years, why she abandoned the only child she had when she knew perfectly well about the pain of losing a part of the family, and a part of me. When I found out that my mother was alive, I was ecstatic, eager, and even excited to see her as soon as I can get back on my feet. The fates had their ways, and eventually they led me to discover the truth behind my mother’s true identity. Closing my eyes, I let out another deep sigh. “Don't worry, as long
Catherine’s POV: I blinked, staring closely at the crescent moon tattoo that was showing just on the middle of my back. It was large, covering up to my lower back but not any farther than that. “What does it mean?” I asked curiously. I looked at the details of the crescent moon more carefully this time, scrolling over the photos on his phone as I lifted it nearer to my face. “Hmm... Traditionally, the half-moon symbolizes the strength and power of a true Luna.” He uttered, causing my brows to furrow as I took in his words. “But... I’m not even officially a
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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