Five years ago. LYNEXIA Some may doubt that true love exists but my life is a testament to true love. From a young age, I met my soulmate. Despite being unaware that he was my fated mate we had an undeniable chemistry. Our first encounter was a page ripped out of a fairytale. It was love at first sight while he was just a mere beta and I am nothing but an omega. He is a blur of tan skin and dark hair with a fit body to die for. But more than that, he has a kind heart. We are a match made by the moon goddess. The Kind of love we share is said to exist every hundred years. And today, I'm getting married to the love of my life. Finding your fated mate is something considered of rarity. Most people end up getting married to their chosen mate but mine isn't the case. I look over the sea shimmering under the cloudless sky. A faint sound of laughter and music from the town of Shadow Pack drifts up the cliff. Fields of green stretch towards the horizon fitted with various colors o
LYNEXIA But then, the jarring screech of the door interrupts us. Zephyr stands there, eyes wide and mouth open. "Dimitri, what on earth are you doing here? It's bad luck to see your bride before the wedding. How many times must I remind you both?" A smile remains on Dimitri's face, his lips tantalizingly close to mine. "Luck be damned." He whispers against my lips. "And don't even think about kissing her. You've caused enough trouble already," Zephyr chimes in with her usual dramatic flair Before I know it, Her hand grasps mine, yanking me away from Dimitri. A surprised laugh escapes me as Zephyr dismisses Dimitri with a wave of hand. "Now, shoo." Dimitri allows me to be led away because he chooses to. If he didn't let go, Zephyr wouldn't stand a chance against his strength. Dimitri chuckles softly as he backpedals from the room, his gaze never leaving mine until the door clicks shut. Zephyr's brows furrow into a scowl. "Seriously you two? You have the rest of your lives
LYNEXIA What Dimitri and I share true love. It is rare a time for wolves to be fortunate enough to meet their fated mate. Most wolves have to settle with their chosen mate whom they may eventually grow to love or not. But for Dimitri and I, it isn't the case. We are each other's first love. We are each other's fated mate. Our love story seems ripped out of a fairytale. Everyone basks in the glow of how special our love is. How a love story like ours only exists every hundred years, how we are destined to live eternity with each other. Did we though? No. We didn't. A few days after the wedding night, I was kidnapped. I, with so some girls were taken as captives by the Barbarians. They are called the Barbarians because of how vicious they are but they are known as the Blackstalker pack. Surprisingly, I was released and brought back to the Shadow pack. Since then things haven't been the same between me and Dimitri. Dimitri has become very distant. At first, I thought it was
LYNEXIA My numb fingers tremble as I clutch the pregnancy test strip in my shaking hand. The bathroom mirrors reflect my disheveled self—dark circles under my eyes, my hair sticking out because I haven't washed it in days, and exhaustion in my eyes. The nausea, my aversion for the morning lights, the insatiable hunger, the bone-deep exhaustion—. I'm no child and I know what these symptoms are pointing at. I understand the changes happening to me but I desperately wish it isn't true. I turn the tap, letting the sound fill the silence around me. My shaky hand lifts the test strip to eye level. Two lines. Two stark lines stare back at me, confirming my suspicion. A strangled gasp leaves my mouth and my hands fly to my belly. "No...no..." I whisper and shake my head to deny the truth right in front of me. I can't be pregnant. Not with everything happening. My mind swirls to what happened four nights ago. My hands wrapped around myself in a desperate attempt to hold back
LYNEXIA Upon getting to the human world I blend in perfectly. It is just like the Isles of Kairos but without fangs and furs. A kind family, the Millers took in me and offered me a house in exchange for me working at their restaurant. Dimitri still haunts me up to this moment. I have come to terms with it that though our love didn't last forever, my love for him will never dim. I still think about my best friend, Zephyr. At the beginning of the war, we were both taken while the Barbarians returned me, they didn't do the same for my best friend. I hope that she has been found by now. Each day, my belly keeps growing and I keep counting down to my delivery day. It fills me with joy and happiness that I will meet my unborn child soon. Now, in my third trimester, every movement is a struggle. A groan escapes my lips as I lift a tray due to the pull in my swollen belly. "I told you no more work!" Sarah, the woman who saved me nine months ago scolds me like a mother will her daught
Present time. LYNEXIA I lurch awake in terror, gasping for air. Cold sweat slicks my hair to my forehead and chills the skin under my sleepwear. On reflex, my hands extend across the empty bed in search of Felicity. Relief washes over me when my fingers meet with the familiar curve of her small frame. I pull her close and bury my face in her soft hair. The same nightmare of someone taking my daughter away from me has haunted me since the day I gave birth to her up until this moment. Though I don't understand my powers, I just know I have the ability to see catastrophe before it happens. My power is both a blessing and a curse. Because though, I can see the future, I can't avoid the future. I can only prepare ahead for when it comes. Just like the dream I had five years ago about the Barbarians invasion. At the time I had the dream, it wasn't clear but when the Barbarians came knocking on our doorstep, I knew it was the manifestation of my dream. So the dream of someone
DIMITRI Another day, another string of bad events. Or, rather, this is the norm for me now ever since... I shake my head, forcing the unwelcome memory from my mind. No thinking about her. I'm not going to spare a thought about her. I didn't for five years and I won't start now. Keep deceiving yourself. A voice in my head clamors. Clenching my jaw, I force my attention back to the meeting. The meeting between Moonstone and Shadow pack. Five years ago, desperation drove me to find an ally in the Moonstone pack, Alpha Henry. Ever since then, there hasn't been a day I didn't regret my decision. Alpha Henry is notorious for his greediness and selfishness but I didn't have a choice then. Henry's assistance came with a price. A quarter of the Shadow pack's gold mine. I fulfilled his demands immediately but Henry's request didn't end there. He started by making minor requests like relocating a few moonstone families into the shadow pack territory. Now, Henry audaciously demanded pe
LYNEXIA Never in my life do I think I will step foot into the Shadow pack again after I left five years ago but here I am. In the shadow pack and in front of my dearest husband. Ex husband. Over the years, I convince myself but the only thing I have for Dimitri is indifference but the way my breath catches in my throat and a tight pang pulls at my heartstrings says otherwise. The shadow pack has changed from what It used to be. And Dimitri isn't the same either. He got bulkier and bigger. His piercing blue eyes only hold coldness. A slideshow of memories hit me but I choke it down immediately. I'm here for my daughter. Only my daughter. Dimitri holds my gaze with an intensity that steals the air from the room. Heat prickles my skin at the emptiness behind his gaze. His jaw is set tight and his face holds no emotion. The silence stretches for what seems like an eternity as he keeps his predatory gaze on me. While I try not to waver, I'm no match for this intense stare-down
One Month Later LYNEXIA The first peek of the morning sun through the window hit my face and I stir awake with a yawn. I sigh, extending my hand to the other side of the bed to find it empty. Of course, what am I even expecting? I reluctantly climb out of the bed, while rubbing the remnant sleep away from my eyes with the back of my hand. The soft pad of my legs echoes in the air as I slip out of the room, making my way to Felicity's room. I used to grumble about me and Felicity's morning routine before everything went down but now I very much enjoy it. After almost losing my daughter once, I now bask and cherish every single moment I spend with her. I guess the saying goes you value something that you have used. Felicity's soft snores reach me as I slowly creak the door to her room open. Her beautiful, innocent face brings a smile to my face before I step into the room. I settle on the edge of the bed, tucking the strands of her hair behind her ear. I watch her sleep
LYNEXIA The words have just left my mouth before Elena lunges at me. "Shut it." She explodes. "I'm about to fucking end your life so stop being pompous." "What?" I scoff. "Were you expecting me to fall on my knees and beg for your mercy?" I say. "Is that it?" She slaps me across the face, the look on her face sinister. I know I shouldn't push her since she can be so unpredictable but I don't stop. "Shut it," She roars at my face. "I hope my death brings you the utmost happiness and joy. You sick, pathetic loser—." I choke on my words as something sharp digs into my stomach. I wince as blind pain throbs through me. I look down to find Elena's claw deep inside of me. Elena smirks. I shock her by matching it with a scornful, tight smile of my own. "Let's get this over with." I grit my teeth, doubling over as she pulls her claws out of my stomach. Blood drips off the corner of my mouth as my stomach starts to leak. "You should have shut it when I asked you to." "Why do you eve
LYNEXIA An ache starts in the middle of my head as I groan awake. I blink, confused as an unfamiliar room that resembles a barn comes into view. As my head throbs harder and more vicious, I try to reach out my hand to grip it but my hand jerks back against a hold. Then I wiggle my body, including my hands and legs. They jerk against a hold painfully that I have to grit my teeth. The headache is so much I have to squeeze an eye shut as I turn my gaze down to look at the state that I am in. My hands are tied behind the wooden chairs I'm seated on and my legs are tied around the legs of the wooden chair. My back screams with pain as it is arched uncomfortably. Panic sets in as I realize the danger I may likely be in. Seraphina brought me here for what? Why has she kidnapped me? What have I done? What is her aim in any of this? I don't have the luxury to think of an answer as I wiggle my hands, trying to cut the bondage around my wrists. The chair scraps loudly on th
DIMITRI"What is this about?" I ask, my voice tight with curiosity as Zarek leads me away from the quarantine camp towards a lone building at the edge "I'm afraid you will have to hear it from the person herself." Zarek glances back at me before he focuses front again. "Hear about what? Who?" I press as we slip into the lone building. A woman whose face is obscured by a veil turns towards me. Before I can ask further questions, she pulls the veil down to reveal her face. "Julianne," I say. "What are you doing here?" Her chest rises and falls with deep breaths. "I may have a cure for the black plague." "You have a cure?" I repeat, my mind reeling. This can't be true. Julianne nods. "Yes." This time, she sounds assertive. "How?" I ask, not knowing how to react to this. "I have been thinking hard about why Gavin, I, and Lynexia didn't get infected even though we came in contact with black ink. I have been racking my brain this past—." "Get straight to the point." I cut her of
LYNEXIA"No." Dimitri cuts me off harshly as if he already knows what I am about to say. My mouth falls open in shock. "But what if I can provide the cure?" Taking up Elena's offer doesn't feel so bad though dying sends a shiver of dread through me. "Let me guess, you have to put your life on the line for it?" Dimitri's eyes flash in disbelief. I grip the hem of my shirt tightly. Deep down, fear gnaws at me, but to save these people, to make this place livable for those I care about, I'm willing to risk everything. "Yes. If that's what it takes.""No, so get over yourself and stop trying to play the savior." Dimitri jolts to his feet, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Dimi—." "Stop it with this your useless hypothetical theory. You are no savior and you don't have the power to be the messiah." His words cut deep but I know it's the panic talking through him. He shoves his fingers into his damp hair. "I didn't let you hate me for five years just to make you be a sacri
LYNEXIA In a span of two days, things do take a turn for the worse. Bodies ply upon bodies. The shadow pack territory becomes a ghost town compared to how vibrant it once was. The number of people tolled into the trainee complex which is now the quarantine camp increases exponentially. The air is thick with despair and the stench of death. The children have been taken away from the town to a safer place leaving behind the healthy werewolves locked up in their houses and the rest of us brave enough to watch over the infected. The drugs that were given to us by Alpha Henry are running out and our healers are hitting the wall about any cure or drug to reduce the symptoms. Reaching out to other packs is useless because word has spread and most of them wouldn't open their gate to us for fear of being infected. I don't blame, I would have done the same if I were in their shoes. As the dreadful moment passes at a slow, tormenting pace, my mind lingers more and more on Elena. The
DIMITRI I groan. "Huh uh." She bites her lower lip seductively. "Yeah." Her hand squeezes me harder. My head falls backward, pleasure already clouding my thoughts. Lynexia takes my hand and leads me to the couch, pushing me down onto it. I fall easily onto it. Our eyes lock as she sinks to her knees, her fingers reaching deftly to my zipper. As she pulls it down, my cock springs out, thick and hard, slapping against my abs. Lynexia licks her lips greedily, her lustful eyes on me. "You want this?" I grumble as I wrap my hand around my thick girth before moving it up and down my length. She nods eagerly, her breath quickening. "Say it." "I want to take your cock in my mouth, Alpha. I want to taste it. I want to taste you." Fuck, Lynexia saying the sluttiest words with the sweetest voice while looking at me with the prettiest fuck-me eyes undo every part of me. "Take it, it's yours." As I let go of my cock, it slaps on my abs again Lynexia salivates a
DIMITRI When Lynexia walks out of the room. Her face is ghostly pale and her knuckles are bruised. Overall, she looks shaken like she's seen a ghost. I rush to her in panic, taking her hands in mine to inspect the wound. "Are you okay?" It seems to be healing slowly but still, something must have happened in the room with Elena. Her face is distant and she doesn't answer me. "Lynexia," I call her softly then more urgently before she jolts out of her trance. Her eyes dart around in confusion before she meets mine. "What is wrong?" I ask. "Huh?" She says, dazed before she shakes her head slightly. "Nothing." She murmurs in a distant voice. "Did Elena hurt you?" I say as my anger simmers to the surface. I swear on goddess if Elena is the reason Lynexia's knuckles are bruised, I will drag her head through the mud without giving a flying fuck that she is a woman. "No." Her lips pull into a forced smile. It looks natural but I know Lynexia too well. I can see thro
LYNEXIA The moment Elena and I walk out of Dimitri's presence and into a room, the fake facade Elena has on her face falls. Elena sits on a chair while I take the one opposite from it. There is something eager about her today. She still despises me but it is like she is excited about something. Whatever it is that she wants to tell, she can't wait for me to hear it. "What is this about?" I make my voice sound as neutral as possible. Elena smirks, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't have time for this game you are trying to play Elena. Say what you have to say." The words rush out of my mouth. I don't have anything against Elena as much as she hates me but being in the same room as her for more than a minute makes my inside churn. "Trust me, you have all the time for what I am about to say." She says calmly unlike how agitated she used to seem in my presence. I roll my eyes standing to my feet. "Of course. My bad for thinking you have anything better to say." I