Damian:"Damian""Damian, are you there?"Her voice filled my head, but I was paralyzed, why couldn't I move?"Damian."My head was ringing, and smoke filled my nostrils. I opened my eyes and realized we were still in the Pub. The last thing I remember was Eric and I standing at the bar, talking, then Diana left.It was the last time I saw her.The entire place was on fire, and I was still in a dazed state. I could barely make out the screams and yelling. My head was still foggy from whatever I ingested. All I could hear was Diana's voice, her pleas to wake me, but now there was only silence.Wolves were shifting and running out of the burning building. Everything was totally engulfed in flames. The fortunate ones managed to awaken before the fire engulfed them entirely.While I stumbled towards the exit, I felt myself tripping over unconscious bodies that haven't yet awoken. I immediately started pulling on a young man that was closest to the door.He was mumbling, I could see he was
Diana:I don't know how long I slept. It felt like an eternity. My eyes were heavy, like rocks sinking down into the water. I didn't want to open them. I wanted to stay in my dream world where he was.Where Damian was.He was always there, and I wondered if he too was having the same dream I was.I felt him touching me, not physically, but it was like our souls were connecting through this strange other world. I wanted to reach out and touch him back."Damian." I whispered.He was quiet, but he was there. His body was close to mine. I went to kiss him, but it didn't feel like the way it usually felt. It felt cold, it felt empty, it felt like he was a mere ghost."Damian." I went to kiss him again, but he was gone. Evaporated through thin air.I looked up into the bright golden sky. There were fireflies buzzing in the air above my head. The nearby lake turned different colours, changing every few seconds. It was a magical place that I used to share with Damian, but now it was just empt
Diana:I couldn't believe it. We were not having just one, but two babies. I was beyond the moon with the news, but still, there was something in the pit of my stomach that wasn't sitting right. The doctor continued analyzing the screen after showing us the second heartbeat."Hmm, strange." The doctor kept his eyes on the ultrasound screen."What is?" Holden hovered over the doctor's shoulder.If this day couldn't get any worse. Was this more bad news? I don't think my heart could take it. I was excited I was having twins, but now, I was planning my escape."There is an unusually large growth discordance, you see how this is bigger than the other one?" He pointed to one side of the screen."Yes, so what does that mean?" Holden replied.."Just one moment Alpha, I mean, the likely hood is near impossible." He kept moving the wand, and I could see him starting to jot down the measurements from the screen. "In all my years of practice, I've never seen something like this."My heart stoppe
Diana:"Diana? Diana wake up, we gotta go!"I was asleep, but I heard her voice call out to me. I was still drowsy, my eyes were heavy like rocks, but thankfully, I started to wake. I could only assume Holden brought me back here after our little doctor appointment, but I'm not sure how much time had passed."Diana, wake up." Hippolyta whispered harshly as she tapped onto my shoulder.My eyes flickered open. It wasn't a dream, it was Hippolyta, and she was wearing Crimson warrior gear. It was all black, and it resembled military armour. I glanced over to see her wearing an additional holster with a large knife hanging over her waist."Hippolyta?" I looked to her as she stood over me. She looked healthy, and she looked the same as she always did, but her eyes were struck with fear."Luna!" She pulled me in for a hug and I embraced her. Just inhaling her scent lifted my spirits. She felt so good in my arms, like a reminder of what I was missing."I'm so sorry." I released my grip and sa
Damian:I wasn't sure if my dreams were real anymore.I drifted in and out of sleep constantly, hoping that I would be reunited with her in my mind, but there was nothing. Anything I did now was a mere blur, I was going on basic instinct, and that was to kill my enemies."What are we going to do with them Alpha?" Barak stood over the young warriors lined up on the ground. They were all Crimson scouts that my men found snooping around the border of our territory.My pack, the ones that survived, all looked to me different now. I wasn't sure if it was because I was on a violent binge, or maybe it was because they feared me.I wasn't the same, and I was changing in ways I never thought possible.Was I becoming like Holden?Revenge was the only thing on my mind. I'll fucking burn this entire world down just to have her.But after all the blood shed, I knew deep down this wasn't me. I didn't kill aimlessly unless it was absolutely necessary, but at the same time, they took her from me. The
Damian:"You think he's telling us the truth?" Eric took a large sip from his glass, emptying the entire dark contents down his throat.I was already done my drink and was in the midst of pouring another."It doesn't matter anymore..." I poured halfway, stopped, then began pouring to the top of the glass."What about Loki?" He asked."Keep him in the holding cells until I decide what to do." I inhaled the bitter aromas of the whiskey and took a small sip, allowing the burning liquid to fill the void of my constant anxiety."Do you think he really took that bullet for Diana?""I don't know what to believe anymore.""It's fucked up if you ask me."The thought of Loki trying to redeem himself was pathetic, but after everything he's done, he came back. He knew it was a death wish, but he came back anyways. I was torn up inside, but I wouldn't let on that I was having second thoughts."Hippolyta wouldn't lie..." I took another sip of whiskey and placed the glass back down on my desk.Eric
Loki:I thought I was dead.The only thing allowing me to live was my will to see her one last time. I could hear her voice, and her touch, softly caressing the wound that was plastered onto my chest."Hippolyta?" I whispered, hoping she could hear me and pull me out of my slumber, but I was only met with silence and a darkness that was slowly devouring my mind.Was this the end?..."Wake up." There was a hard tap on my shoulder. My eyes were weighed down by exhaustion, but I was breathing, and the once heavy feeling in my chest was no longer there.I was feeling as good as ever. Was this a sick joke? Did I just survive the night?"Loki, wake up." There was another tap, but this time one with more force. It was enough to get my eyes to slowly open.It was blurry at first, and I could see dark silhouettes standing near by. I was expecting to wake up in either a shallow grave or a holding cell, but fate brought me here, some where in the pack house."WAKE UP." Damian's harsh cold voice
Loki:This was my last night I would ever be alive. I didn't want to put Hippolyta in this position of saying goodbye again, but I would never regret this decision. Her and I were already unclothed, staring at each other's naked bodies, waiting for one of us to make a move.To my surprise, she reached down towards my shaft.I latched onto her wrist before she could grab it. "What kind of man would I be if I let the lady do all the work?"She smiled as she looked up to me. "Since when did I ever do the work?"I pulled her up, almost lifting her up off the bed."I never did," I whispered softly and kissed her soft plump lips."Circumstance's change."Of course she was right, but I was still the same man, and I would never treat her differently since this was my last night alive. I wanted her to remember me for who I was, and how I always treated her."Doesn't change a damn thing." I threw her down on the bed and swiftly pushed her legs open. She tried to get up, but I immediately pushed
When twenty-three-year-old Konya Evans arrived at the offices of Standard Management Services in Cross Roads, the first man she met was Denver Tracey. She knew at once that he had affected her in some way. “Hi, I’m Konya Evans,” she introduced herself to the tall man. She judged his height to be about six feet, and he was about twenty-eight years of age. She hoped that he wasn’t married. She had to catch herself, such thoughts. He was dark in complexion, but very handsome, she had to admit. He had a low haircut and was clean shaven. It was early, about eight o’clock in the morning and the building seemed empty.“I’m here as a senior accounting clerk and relief telephone operator.”“I’m Denver Tracey and you’re the new employee, Peter told me about.”She nodded. She had done the interview for this job from the middle of January and here she was just landing it in February. “I’m going to get some breakfast at the canteen, won’t you come along?” “I don’t think so, I hardly know anyth
Diana :My heart skipped a beat when I caught sight of Damian standing at the doorway. I wasn't sure how long he was standing there, but his expression was dark, almost unrecognizable. His arms were crossed against his chest, and he was breathing heavily. I'm sure he was upset that I invited Holden in our home without telling him.He gently placed Troy back in his crib and whispered, "I love you, don't forget it."Damian was about to step in the room, but he could read my expression from where I was standing and held back.He trusted me to allow this.Holden sighed heavily as he looked to Troy one last time, "Thank you for giving me a reason to live..."I nodded my head to Holden, then to Damian who looked like he was ready to unleash his beast. He was in shock just as me, but he was more on edge then anything else. Ever since becoming a father he had grown into a paranoid mate and Alpha. No one could come close to the babies without him knowing about it, and for him to stand by the
Diana: My limps tingled from the adrenaline now coursing through my body. My heart raced, my eyes widened, my breathing turned rampant, and my body froze.He was kneeling down where his gravestone was. He looked like an entirely different person. A rough stubble covered his face, his hair was longer, and tied in a low bun. His clothes resembled a traveling vagrant; loose, with large tactical pockets, an army jacket and black biking boots.He looked rough but his heart was still beating strong.I was speechless.He stood up and watched me, eyes trailing me up and down. "Your looking good."His voice caused me to tremble more, almost like I was caught up in a snowstorm.He took a step towards me, his hands were holding steady in the air to show he wasn't a threat, but honestly, I didn't know what to think of him anymore."You died...I killed you." My throat was tightening up, and tears began to fill my eyes. I had no words for him, I couldn't believe it. I let him go, I forgave him, a
Diana "Diana.""Diana.""DIANA!"His screams.It was the same screams from the night before. I couldn't get them out of my head.I gasped for air, but I couldn't breathe.My throat was so tight, and no amount of oxygen could get in no matter how hard I tried."Ah!" My hands were holding my chest steady as I whipped myself straight from my bed. I patted onto my chest frantically. I was breathing, I wasn't paralyzed... I was...I was...I was home..."Di! What's wrong?" Damian bolted up from the covers, blanketing me with his bare arms."Oh..." I looked over to him, his eyes were heavy, but his body was pulsating from the adrenaline, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to wake you.""No, don't be sorry," He pulled me in tighter, "Why are you so cold? Are you sure your ok? Never be sorry for waking me up."I watched the covered window, "What time is it?" My feet almost reached to the floor, but Damian immediately pulled me back into bed."It's ok Di, they're sleeping. Besides, you need to rest."
Damian:Holden stood silently since his apology. I couldn't respond, hell, I wasn't sure how to reply to it. I was torn. I hated him, but at the same time, my mother always taught me to forgive, but how could I forgive the monster that practically ripped my soul in half?It was an awkward elevator ride that felt like an eternity. Holden stood beside me, and both of us were looking forward at the plain steel door, anxiously waiting for the elevator to arrive to the main floor.He fidgeted his hands anxiously as the numbers ticked down. "Leave the red headed bitch to me, get to Diana first," he muttered under his breath.I annoyingly rolled my eyes in his direction. "I think I know what I'm doing..."He smirked, "Is that how you talk to your pack?""You think this is a good time to be making jokes?!""As my father would say, 'a good joke goes along way before the slaughter'.""Wasn't it you, doing the slaughtering? Jokes come easy when you're the winning side."He scoffed and nodded his
Blackness.Time was intangible.That's all there was.I was wondering in space, aimlessly walking around in nothingness.Was this the afterlife? Was my soul in limbo? Was this really my fate in the end?Her voice was still there, but how could that be? Do I still have a connection to the real world?"I'll love you forever, in this world, and the next. You can rest now, we'll be ok.""We'll be ok.""We'll be ok.""We'll be ok."No, No, No. They won't be ok...They'll never be ok. Diana will never be safe, nor my children as long as those bastards were still breathing. They went against nature. They are not werewolf, but a manifestation of pure evil, allowing jealously, greed, and power to consume their minds. Of course we all can fall victim to our desires, but to turn against your family, and your pack, goes against what a werewolf was.Loyalty was a rarity these days and I was sick and tired of it.The darkness was brief, and also a curious end. I thought this would be different, or m
Diana:He's not dead.He's not deadHE'S NOT DEAD!HE'S NOT DEAD!I kept repeating those words in my head in a panic, but I couldn't sense his heartbeat. He hasn't moved from the floor since he initially collapsed.His life was fading away faster than I could breathe in air.After realizing what happened, I froze, unable to comprehend what was happening.My brother and Damian were both lifeless on the ground. They both came here to save me, and I couldn't do a damn thing to save them.Tears were pouring down my cheeks, and throat was so tight I couldn't bare to breathe again, but I had to do something.We were heading towards the doorway as Aria, Aaron and the others stood silently, watching us make our exit. My arms were tightly wrapped around Loki's neck, and my legs were too weak to walk, but I felt a new power within me, giving me the strength to go back.I looked up to Loki, "Let me say goodbye."He stopped his pace and sighed heavily, "Luna..." He looked back to Damian on the fl
Damian:Time was going in slow motion.The plunger slowly pushing into her neck by Aaron's finger.The tears falling down her face as she watched me hold myself back in fear.Then, in a split second, it was Adam lunging forward to stop Aaron.As for me, I was frozen. I was too late to call Adam off, and by the time he lunged forward, one of his own men who also occupied the room shot him straight in the chest.Before I could even call out his name his body already hit the floor. There was no blood, but I could hear him struggling to breathe. We were wearing armour, but silver at close range could penetrate into our skin.Diana's eyes lit up as she watched her brother's body twitch for life on the floor."Adam!!" She struggled more in his arms but was too afraid of the syringe still protruding from her neck.My jaw clenched tightly together, "YOU TRAITOROUS BASTARD! YOUR WORSE THAN A ROUGE, YOU'RE A FILTHY RAT!" My hands were shaking as I tried my best to contain my beast who was ready
Damian:We climbed down three more floors to the twenty first and not a soul was seen. There were countless empty beds, and rooms, clearly evacuated from previous patients. Remnants of patients' belongings littered each floor, telling Adam and I that everyone left in such a rush they never had the time to pick up anything. Purses, bags, clothes, and even food trays were left to turn cold.I wondered if this was all Holden's doing. Did he really evacuate an entire hospital for Diana?"There's something wrong, it's too quiet, and not a word from Eric or Aaron." Adam was losing his patience, kicking a tray full of fruit and soup to splatter across the empty hallway.I followed a rogue cherry that travelled near my foot, then looked backed to Adam who was breathing heavily. "We still need to be sharp, don't lose your cool. We're getting closer, I can smell her.""I can too... I just don't understand why this entire building is empty."Among all the fruit Adam knocked over, there was somet