Davina's point of view
I was getting married. I couldn't believe it. I was really getting married. I sat surprisingly still, staring at the tall mirror that stared back at me. My body couldn't register anything as the girls fixed me up. Fortunately, that was Gabi's specialty. They were powdering my face after getting my hair done. Goodness, I had no idea it took this long to get a makeover.l, especially when it's your wedding.
A makeover. The word itself didn't sit right with me. Those weren't my thing.
I was dragged back to reality when Allegra's touch landed on my skin.
"You loo
Davina's point of view Happiness is a word I never expected it existed even for me. But precisely, that's what I felt. I was almost terrified that my heart would explode from the euphoria I felt deep within. I felt a pleasuring shiver run down my spine, my chest felt warm and nice, and so was my body, igniting with tingling sparks. I flutter my eyes open, battling my long lashes for concentration. Rays of sunlight peered through the velvet curtains and I was still on the bed, wearing Cameron's shirt from last night even though I can't remember wearing it. I felt a hand wrap around my waist. A deep chuckle settled in, remembering last night. It was magical and the best night of my life. &
Davina's point of view I raced down the stairs on my ankle boots, moving out to the Pack house, after changing into my black skinny jeans, black tank top. Everyone has been engaged in one preparation or the other since we arrived. The anxiety stalking the entire Pack was simply infectious. I guess everyone was disquieted as the seconds tock by. I visited the two spots that will be used for the ritual tonight. All of which, were once centered by powerful rituals and due to that they all have enormous magic gushing through the earth. The Packhouse where Gretchen's birthed the very curse itself, and finally, the clearing field closest to the Eastside of the Pack's border where Rowena anchored a blood sacrifice years ago. I was at th
Third Person's point of view There was something in his eyes, something no one could decipher but the violent, uncontrollable anger could never be mistaken. That's exactly what Benjamin felt, probably even worse than that, but beneath that rage was the fear and concern that stood imprisoned in his blazing hazel gaze as he ran faster than he had ever in his life. He tried so hard not to have a single thought, nothing at all he promised but that wasn't possible. He couldn't halt the lucid words choking his mind, brewing more rage than he fancied. He couldn't help remember everything Allegra had told him. He still couldn't believe his little witch could be dumb enough to sacrifice herself all for the damn and worthless Hybrid. It was impossible and utterly enraging to even consider. He didn't understand that kind of love. For the rarest second, the scar torn between his eyes twitched alive, giving birth to an insur
Third person's point of view It all happened like a fucking damn nightmare to him. Everything playing over and over before him. For the first time in his life, he didn't have the foggiest idea what to do. He held unto her frail body that was slowly turning cold. She was bleeding profusely from her eyes. He wiped off the blood stained line, pulling her closer to his chest, not even having a single thought graze by. He was in a different world at the moment, a serill place where nothing mattered, just her... only her.** Cameron's point of view "What??!!!" I heard my own voice echo. "She's dead!" Darla repeated again, trembling as she touched Davina's lifeless body. "She isn't breathing" Rhona was immediately next to Esther, her slender hands falling on Esther's body as she inspected it
Davina's point of view We had cleansed the clearing field for the ritual to get rid of the dark energy that is soaked in the earth, even black crystals were placed around to absorb all negative energy that'll interrupt the ritual. We had every needed requirements for the ritual and that includes Gretchen's remains which was now in ashes as required for the rituals. 24 black candles were arranged symmetrically around the field, 12 red candles formed a ring of circle at the center of the field, it's flames forming a powerful shield, 6 sacrificial birds were in a salt circle having runic symbols in a salt circle, black sand was spread around Gretchen's ashes, 20 white candles were held by he Coven witches representing their magic, spotted owl feather dipped in our very own blood, the phoenix stone from mother's box was at the center of Gretchen's ashes, allowing the Crescent Moon's magic shine on it, Cameron's blood as the Alpha Magnus descent
Mitch's point of view I swear we didn't see it coming. None of us did. This wasn't supposed to happen, not today. Not ever. I ran fleetly on my paws. My heart literally attempting to jump out of my chest as I tried to pick up her scent and tracks. Everyone was scattered around the territory and even beyond. We had help from some Alphas and their warriors. Our Pack's best trackers capable of tracking the most impossible was at work. I don't even know how long we've been at this already but none of us were about to give up. Never. I can't possibly imagine what Cameron must be going through at this second. But it wasn't good. Even from miles away we could still feel the thundering growling of the Alpha. The Pack borders was a destruction. The earth had been in ruins. Enormous lines of cracks dividing our land. This wasn't supposed to happen, at least not to her. I raced back to the Pack with no
Benjamin's point of view I struck a boot in the puddle of their own blood that had formed, flowing endlessly around. The vile leech was still alive. He was still breathing. I strode over to his motionless state watching his sockets twitch in fear and desperation. I couldn't blame him. Even I would cringe at my own state and appearance but I stopped caring a while back, and the last piece of sanity that glued me soundly together was gone. Davina was gone and I have to find her. It was more than a duty as her Guardian to me. I crouched down to his almost lifeless state as my magic kept eating through his heart. He was choking on his own blood, well that was a given considering the blood of so many innocents he had fed on. The leech before me was a vampire from the Blood Stone Coven. We were presently at North Carolina, we still haven't found her yet, but we found some of Darwin's creations.
Third person's point of view It was the dark hour of the night. The night's air was deadly and crisp, and just like every other night, he couldn't feel the coldness of the night. He moved haughtily across the long lonely hallways of the west wing, men of vulgar strutting behind him. He gaited rather slowly, as if counting every step of his or practicing in a fashion walk. After numerous turns, he arrived at the lonesome solar within the castle. It door creaked open, it's prolonged sharp sound alarming the night. Darwin marched with superiority and power screaming through his veins as he neared the king size wooden four poster bed that stood at a corner of the chamber. The woman standing beside the well-tugged velvet curtains and her subordinates gave a long bow to the man,now sitting on the edge of the bed. The average height woman strutted forward, closer to him. Darwin's mar
Third person's point of view Ten years later It's been ten year since the eldest child of Cameron and Davina was stolen. It's also been ten years since the war, and the attacks and massacres on Packs and Covens have been reduced. The remaining Vampire Kings ensured peace by enacting rules in their kingdoms and on their vampires to keep serenity and most importantly to ensure the safety of humans. During this ten years, Alpha Cameron helped other Packs get back on their feet. Those Packs that was affected by Darwin's attacks were rebuilt and Packs whose Alpha and family died were succeeded by their Betas. Alpha Cameron also helped several Packs and Covens with finances, trainings and infrastructures. He ensured none was lacking. The magical world remained nothing but midnight stories and fantasies to the human world. The Crescent Moon's Pack expanded it's borders and gained more territorial lands. Four more mansions were built few distance from each
Cameron's point of view The war was over. We attained victory. Darwin and his armies lifeless bodies were scattered in our territory, and also that of Rowena and her witches, even the pathetic traitor, Alpha Henry was killed during the war. Mitch's words rang in my head, but I couldn't even be ecstatic. I couldn't be happy for our victory even if I wanted to. Atleast not right now. Not when my mate is in that state. Luckily, the Elders and Alpha Dimitri were still around, they were kind enough to take care of things in my absence. It's been exactly an hour since Rhona and the Pack's head doctor asked me out of the room to tend to my mate and there's still no word. The Pack is well aware of their Luna's condition, they've been making prayers to whosoever is up there for my mate and pup recovery. I was still sitting in front of the infirmary door where my mate was being looked after when I picked up a chaotic stir in the air, followed by fast heartbeats. Without thinking twic
Davina's point of view I breathed in calmly. I was near the clearing field where we waited for Rowena. I could hear the swift movements of the enemy armies. They kept drawing closer and closer. I closed my eyes, breathing in the nature's magic coming from the earth, the air and the blood moon hanging up. The fast movements of Darwin's armies drummed my ears as I could feel their stench in my nose. They were almost onto me. I knew it was time. I pulled my hands mid-air, my fingers dancing, swaying to the rhythm of the concentrated magic around me. And in an instant, I snapped my hands watching the armies in sight drop dead on the ground from the snapping of their necks. I smiled, turning to the south of where I stood. I did the same when the enemy armies were in sight. I had positioned at the north direction, when an overpowering wave of magic ran through me. It caused me to loose my balance and stumble on the bloody dirt on th
Rhona's point of view We all stared blankly at the night's darkness, gazing up at the sky. It was a full Moon already, soon it'll become a blood moon due to the Lunar eclipse. A thundering growl echoed. It was Alpha Cameron. It was meant to inform everyone the war is almost at our door. I turned to the witches, nodding at them, everyone knew exactly what to do. Those who weren't fighting in the war had made their way to the underground bunkers and it has been concealed to protect them. I gazed at the sky once more, then a gentle but fierce wind blew to the point it shook me. I gazed around when the Luna met with me. "The wind was blowing from the northeast. This isn't good. Something big is coming our way. A storm that will destroy us all" There was a shivering in my bones. "What is it? You don't mean the war, do you?" She questioned. I wish I could tell her more.
Cameron's point of view My hands rested firmly on the railings of the second floor. We were at the mansion. Even from a mile away, one could feel the vibrations from the Packhouse and around the territory. I curled my lips into a smile, it was nice seeing so many people from different supernatural root in one place, united. I loved the view from up here. Suddenly a sick shiver ran down my spine and Vittorio felt it more. I exhaled, exhausted. It was hard being optimistic, shouldering so many burden while still giving hope. Truthfully,I was worried about the war. It was the last day already, and in few more hours we will battle for our lives and existence. I couldn't help but be worried. This was Rowena we were talking about, she has been preparing for this moment almost her entire life and I'm worried. I feel something terrible was going to happen, even though we were prepared for this war. Suddenly
Cameron's point of view I sipped from the cup of coffee on my table. My bloodshot red eyes kept going through some of the Company's business files Travis emailed over that needed my attention. After I was done I looked into the Pack's business I need to attend to under the Pack's name. Like the Pack's high school which needed a new curriculum, I also needed to visit the new Pack's hospital that has just been constructed. I was done signing the cheques needed for the Pack's finances. I stretched out from my seat, looking deep into the forest. Vittorio have been itching for a run, and temptingly that sounded nice. I rubbed my chin, decisively. It was pitch dark outside but I could still hear the loud noises coming from outside the mansion walls. The clashing of metals, howling of wolves, even the smell of the sweat. It's been four days already, and so far so good we've began training for the war
Cameron's point of view We informed the Circle and the Elders of the good news. They were all happy for us, regardless of the looming threat. A child is always blessing. After I announced the good news, I mindlinked every high ranking wolf in the Pack for a meeting at my office. I also called the head witch, Rhona and also the vampire head Declan and some ranking vampire members in the East side of the Pack's territory. I met up with Mitch and Carter. "Send word to the village at the West border. John, Pablo, and the rest should be present for the meeting" Carter nodded and left right away. The village was at the West border of the Pack's territory where retired wolves who just want to relax and live their life with their mates lived. Exactly five minutes later, I walked into my office with Mitch. It was already filled. Everyone was present, down to the ex- officials that were in the West border of
Cameron's point of view I paced back and forth in my office. I bet it's been an hour or fucking more since Rhona and Vera literally walked me out of my room. I couldn't stand the cringing fear that kept devouring me. My mind keep having all sort of berserk thoughts and Vittorio is more hysterical than ever. The door to my office pulled open. It was Mitch. "Is Rhona out yet?" I queried. He shook negatively, making me curse under my breath. "What the fuck is going on?" I pulled my hair. "I honestly don't know. What was all that Cyrene talk about?" Mitch swerved. "I have no bloody clue about that and this was not the time to think about her" Something was wrong with Davina and that was more important. I could hear Mitch loud exhale. "You are right. Luna's safety comes first"
Cameron's point of view It was the first light of dawn and I was already present at the Gate of thrones. I couldn't sleep a wink last night, because I felt restlessly nervous. I kept wondering what Cyrene's vision was about. Cyrene was a powerful witch who was gifted with the ability to foresee the future. She was a member of the Circle made up of different supernatural kind there is. This was how we kept peace among ourselves. Cyrene could also scribe out prophesies. She was the one who saw the prophesy about the living descent of an Amnell witch, the bloodlines of the eight ancient witches of the French Quarters and my mate would bring an end to the Crescent curse that Gretchen placed on us. Whatever she says was indubitably the truth. I came along with my mate, Rhona, Mitch and Benjamin. We were all seated round the old ancient round table. "We are all present he