" 10th Avenue?" I had just intended to ask but it ended up coming out as a scream, diverting everyone's attention from Billy to me. " Um........I mean, are you sure it's 10th Avenue?" I asked after I had gulped so hard that I could literally hear the saliva moving into my oesophagus and my larynx contracting. " Do you know of this 10th Avenue?" alpha Jace asked, staring at me right in the eye. " Not really, I just wanted to make sure that he knew what he was talking about. We wouldn't want to receive false information now, would we?" I tried to excuse myself before I unconsciously exposed Diego. " I am sure and I've been there myself", Billy firmly resolved. " We then just have to appoint some people to take care of it", Mrs Bram said, " people that we know are strong and clever enough to kill them without leaving behind a single trace". " Pakstin and Hans should be able to do a fine job", alpha Jace said, " they are our best fighters", no one argued about it with
Diego's POV After waiting till 5:00 AM and still no sight of Malia, I went back home. My father was on his laptop at the dining table when I walked in. " Good morning dad", I grumpily greeted. He just replied 'yeah' and still kept his eyes fixed on his laptop screen. I expected a query of where I had spent the night but it wasn't forthcoming. He probably thought I spent the night in a club or in a secluded place with a girl who I must've ended up fucking. I made to walk upstairs and had almost completed that mission before his large voice called me back. " Yes dad", I answered as I stood in front of him, after reluctantly descending the stairs I had already ascended. " Get yourself ready by 8:00 AM, we'll be going to the blood farm", he said, with his eyes still fixated on his laptop screen. " And why are you suddenly taking me to the blood farm?" " The Maester thought that it was about time you took up social and economic responsibilities that wi
Everywhere was white, white and skyblue. I was in the clouds, and my eyes wandered into the far distance of scattered ultraviolet rays as I turned around. The ground beneath me seemed to give way, and I descended with great speed onto the earth. I landed on top of a building and the impact broke the roof, making me fall into the building. I didn't feel any pain, not one single one at all, but still for some reason I grunted and got up. Looking around, I recognized the place, the painting of the last supper on the windows, the sculptures of the Christian Mary and Jesus, and the images of angels with their oversized wings at the door. I recognized it all, it was that church. I saw Malia at the sanctuary, standing behind the altar, and I happily ran to her. " Where have you been? I've been so worried", I said, bringing her into my embrace. She giggled and I released the embrace to look at her, only to find that she had the head of that little girl, she was still herself,
Patricia's eyes were wide open and Derek's were blinking, clearly curious as to know who Malia was. " Um....... it's nothing, it's just our pet cat, did you see the cat when you walked in?" I instantly felt apologetic towards Malia for referring to her as a cat. " Oh", Patricia heaved a sign of relief, " no, I didn't see any cat, but wait, you were never really the type to keep pets, are you?". " Well, I changed", I said, raising my eyebrows to affirm the claim. " Did we later attack the Northcave pack?" I asked. " No, we didn't, your dad who was supposed to send the missiles to lure them out is currently in a coma so we just couldn't attack", Patricia said and I could sense that she felt disappointed. Too bad for her, but I was kind of happy about it. " The Maester was really angry when he heard about the attack and if not for those stupid poisonous trees, he would have raided the pack ", Derek added, being the vampire he was meant to be - an eternal enemy to
Ariel's POV The potion wasn't working. I had done everything the book instructed, everything was in the right proportion - the chick's saliva, the bee excreta, the cat's teardrop - everything was right, but why was it not working? I wondered, pacing up and down in tension, time was running out. I sprinkled fire dust in the fireplace again and gently steered the batter in the large clay pot. I brought the stupidly large book again and read through it, and went on to mix everything again. The last ingredient - the chick's saliva - only remained a drop in my bottle, and was the last one I had. I tried to not freak out and placed my fate in the hands of divine providence: if it worked, fine, if it doesn't work, still fine by me. And with that I added it, and on a second thought, added more fire dust to the fireplace. The batter boiled as the fire enveloped the body of the clay pot, causing the green colored mixture to create hot bubbles as it erupted like small pa
With rage and fury, I opened the door, forming a lightning bolt with my fingers, with every intention to throw it at him. " Wait, Ariel, please just hear me out", he still said, trying to calm me down even though he knew that it wasn't working. " Why should I? You son of a bitch, tell me, why the hell should I listen to you?" raising my hand, about to throw the bolt at him. " Because I'm sorry, ok, I'm sorry for what I did to you", he said, but that wouldn't do. I expected him to do more, to kneel and plead more insistently. And I knew that he didn't just come to me to apologize after all these years, he wanted something more, and my hopes were high. " That is still not a good reason to listen to you", I said. " My mate might be in danger!" he shouted with his eyes closed, seeming to surrender to his fate of being electrocuted by me. For a moment, I was stunned, speechless as a matter of fact. I closed my palm, the lightning bolt disappeared, together with the urge
Malia's POV I woke up groggy and disoriented, my surroundings bathed in a harsh sterile light. I adjusted my eyes to accommodate the light before scanning around. The room was stark and clinical, with white walls and metallic surfaces. I could feel my pale skin getting cold on the metal table I laid on, stark naked, restrained by straps that bounded my arms and legs. I tried to break free, but the straps were just too strong and for a moment I thought I felt weak. I decided to shapeshift, in the hopes that my gigantic wolf would break me off the straps, but I just couldn't shapeshift, it was as if every inch of my bone was broken into pieces even though I felt no pain. Medical instruments and monitors surrounded me, their beeps and whirs punctuating the oppressive silence. The air was heavy with antiseptic, the usual one that always smelled at our pack's clinic, and it was indeed clear to me that I was in some medical facility. I tried to recall how I ended u
I held my breath and the two with the scalpel got to cut me up. They sliced my flesh, cutting through layers of skin in a rectangular pattern at the upper side of my abdomen, revealing my rib cage. I screamed like I had never screamed before. The pain was unbearable and I felt it with each slice of muscle and flesh. Mr Grey eyes pinned me down from the shoulders, allowing the butchers to do their work perfectly. They cut out my skin and placed it in a plastic box and then brought a surgery saw. I couldn't see what they were doing, but the second they started cutting the bones of my rib cage, I forgot where I was. The pain was too much, and out of this world, and I collapsed. I opened my eyes to find myself in a church, and strangely, I vaguely remembered the interior, the large crucifix, the altar, the floor tiles, I remembered it, it was where my mother was killed. I turned around to the noise at the door and I saw my mom running into the church, holding little me i
The EndMalia's POV " My child, you have to forgive him", mom said as we sat on one of the long chairs. " I can't mom, not after what . he did to you and dad", I said. " Look, life has its twists and turns, but everything happens for a reason", she said and I just couldn't help but wonder what reason there was for her to be killed by Diego. " And there's a more important reason why you should forgive him", she gave me a kind of suspicious look. " What?" " You are carrying his child inside of you", she said, shocking me to the bones. I brought my hand to my tummy, probably to properly check if there was a tiny cub inside it, " I'm pregnant?" " Yes you are, and your child will need his father", she said, my hands still on my tummy. I never imagined having children with Diego. Not that I hadn't thought about it, but there was always a reason to dismiss the thought. I was a werewolf and he was a vampire, what would our offsprings be? H
Malia's POV I couldn't tell how we got home, but eventually we did. I still couldn't put one and two together over the fact that Diego was the one who killed my parents, and I felt horrible, as if I was betraying my poor parents who were unjustly killed by him. But why didn't I recognize him? I guess my memory was so sparse that I couldn't quite put a take on his facial features, but at least I should have known, in one way or another, and the guilt weighed me down. The worst part of it all was that he knew what he did, he knew he killed my parents. I guess he found out during that conversation before in his vehicle when I had showed him the bite mark, no wonder he acted so weird after what I said and even had to drive off with his cock dangling from in-between his zipper. I knew Mrs Bran was going to spread the message to the entire members of the pack. " Did you know that Malia's vampire mate was the one that killed her parents?" that was technically how it was going to s
Malia's POV Hansel had persuaded his brother into giving into my idea of curing the alpha with vampire blood and he had reluctantly agreed to it. " My mate, Diego, he will be willing to give his blood", I said as I sat up on the floor of the dungeon. " So how is this going to work? Surely, we can't bring him hear", Mr Clinton said. " What we need is just the blood, not him. I suggest she goes back to where they met with a few others and drain a substantial amount of blood from him", Mr Pakistan said. " The same as I thought ", Hans said, " I'll send some people to accompany you". " But just to be on a safer side, hope we're not in any way going against any rule or something? Or at least we won't get into a clash with the vampires?" Mr Clinton asked, too humbly for someone whom I thought was hot tempered. " You're talking as if you don't want to get on their bad side ", Hans said, " as far as I know we are to follow only the directive of the Assembly, and that will not
Diego's POV I killed my own mother. That was it. No wonder dad never talked about her. No wonder he never answered any of my questions about her, about what she was like, who she was, how she died, none of them. He had been keeping me in the dark just so that I wouldn't feel responsible for her death. " It is not your fault Diego", he said, holding my two hands and cupping them into his. But alas it was indeed my fault. I was the little beast eating her away from within, little me was the one sucking up all the blood and nutrients in her, and I was the reason she decided to disembowel herself. Just thinking about it reminded me so much of Malia's mother laying cut open there on the white and black marble church floor, and the fact that my mother experienced such sent cold shivers down my spine. I hadn't only disemboweled Malia's mother, I had also disemboweled my mother. A feeling of uncertainty overcame me as I stared dead straight at my father, the pain of the loss of
Diego's POV I waited. There was a very good chance that I wouldn't go hungry again; at least for a long time since I had taken pure blood, and so I spent the whole day sleeping comfortably. I hadn't seen dad in a very long time and I was a little worried about him. I knew very well that he had not fully recovered from that attack even though he would never agree to that. As I stared upwards at the ceiling, unconsciously trying to decipher the color in the dark forecast, a green light appeared right in front of the door, spiralling in circles and expanding. I became scared instantly, wondering if I was in another dream or if the old woman from my dream had come to pay me a visit. I know I asked her who she was and I was curious to find out, but that never meant that I was ready to take our relationship out of Dreamland. The circle became bigger and bigger, getting brighter along its edges, just like a hole in the air. Suddenly, someone jumped out of the hole and into
Diego's POV After Malia left, I slumped on the bed, feeling a little bit guilty that I had drank a good portion of her blood but still feeling thankful. I knew she was finding it hard to believe that a vampire's blood was the cure to a vampire bite, but the thesis had been proved by the medical practitioners in our pride, especially Dr Josh, and I knew that she was going to give it a try. She wouldn't just let her alpha die just like that. I couldn't tell when I became weary and slowly drifted off to sleep. " The dark is always comforting, for those who bear great secrets", the familiar voice echoed in the drowning darkness, bringing my senses back to life except for the sense of sight. The voice came again, inside my head, " the dark is always comforting, for those who bear great secrets", and with the force of a descending meteorite, something pulled me down in the darkness, into something that seemed like a pool of water. I gasped for breath but found none, and with each
Malia's POV " Wait, wait, I might have misunderstood. Is it that the blood has to be applied on the injury or that he has to drink it like he drinks water?" I asked. " He has to drink it", Diego said. Deep is calling on deep, And it has always been sure, That the one he holds beneath, Is nothing but a hard earned fool. He sounded so foolish that the poem just popped up in my mind for whatever reason. I mean, how can a vampire's blood cure a likable vampire bite? It was just like saying that mosquitoes were the cure to malaria as much as they were the cause of it, therefore we should feed on them - how stupid could that be? " We may be carnivores Diego, but we surely are not blood suckers like you folks", I said, meaning no form of harm or belittling. " Malia, it's the only way that he can get better, if not the bite area would keep expanding until he loses too much blood and ends up dying", he said, his eyes flaring up in undeniably sincerity. He was actuall
I had requested for the truth, but the truth was far too frightening for what I had imagined, and after that experience here I was, face to face with the mighty Calipsu in some unknown, magical, non-existent place. She smiled at me, her smile radiating warmth and friendliness as her hair effortlessly floated in the air, commending her . overflowing pearl imprint gown which made her seem so much like a female lead character from a Bollywood movie - almost like Priyanka Chopra. " Why do you look so surprised?" she asked, " you wanted to know the truth and here I am", she said, her voice sounding heavenly, soft and still high pitched, and it did to the ears what the soft breeze that brushes against calm lakes did to the soul. " You are here to tell me the truth?" I asked as I took a few steps towards her before picking up my manners from wherever it is that I must have kept it. " Pardon me ma, good morning, or rather good afternoon.............. I don't even know what time it i
Ariel's POV The whole place became windy, and before I could tell what was happening I was hurled into the familiar wind tunnel, tossing around so carelessly as the screens of events remained vague and not understandable. I gasped as I opened my eyes, finding myself back in my apartment, only to feel the tide of the wind rising again - not again. I was pretty sure that I was going to throw up after that ride. I got sucked up again into the wind tunnel, the screens of events reappearing. The wind was getting stronger as I felt pulled downward in the tunnel, going deeper and deeper into a black smaller tunnel, almost like the pure depiction of the black hole in space, but this time a much smaller one, but still spherical and black, frightening even. I held my breath as I approached that part of the tunnel, and when I was finally inside it, the darkness surrounded me as I kept falling into the unknown, unable to see anything, just total darkness. Suddenly I started slowing dow