Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
“Wow, my hair feels so soft and fluffy. Come feel it. Feel it!” Alessandro said excitedly for like the fifth time as he grabs my hand and pulls it so that he can place it on his head.
I rolled my eyes again and glared at him.
“Yes! I know your hair is soft, I was the one to wash it.” I snapped at him, and he looked at me and pouted.
“You yelled at me.” He said in a baby voice.
He looks so adorable.
“And I will do it again, now behave.” I retorted and laid down on the bed.
We had just gotten out of the shower and were both in our robes. I am completely nude under my robe, whereas Alessandro was forced to put on a pair of boxers because his junk kept randomly getting hard and poking through the opening of the robe. He claimed that it kept happening only because he felt happy and this is the only time, in years that he ever felt like this. His excu
Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)Finally!! They have started to remember again. The guardians, they have started recalling bits and pieces of information about themselves. They have yet to remember anything about Isla specifically, but they know the general information. They have the general idea down packed and that is the most important thing. It is a big step in the right direction, and I am so relieved to witness this progress right now.I rejoiced internally as I continued to care for them. They have not been the most talkative but they have been making some progress on registering what is happening to them and all that is occurring around them.We still have a lot of work to do.I gathered a few pictures of Isla and I accumulated them in a pile. Since it has been a while since they were brought back from the dead, I did not have to worry about overwhelming them with so many memories that I end up traumatizing their brain. I had Edit
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I was in a dark room, but I felt like I was not alone. The room was pitched black so I could not see anything through the darkness that consumed me, but I felt the presence of something…or someone behind me. I closed my eyes for a second to regain control of my nerves. My anxiety increased overwhelmingly, and I felt myself shaking. I figured that I should try to get out of the room, but for some reason my feet felt heavy.All of a sudden, I heard footsteps behind me followed by heavy breathing. I tried to run but I could not. It is like I had forgotten how to move my body. Suddenly a hand grabs me and yanks my body to the floor. As I was falling onto the floor, I closed my eyes as I anticipated the impact. My free hand was flailing and grasping at air because I was desperately trying to find something to grasp onto to brace my fall.Unfortunately, there was nothing to hold onto. I felt my body falling
Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)“You remember? What do you remember?” I immediately asked Laila.She began to sob and hiccup. Every time she opened her mouth to speak, it was as if her overwhelming emotions were choking her.“Take your time. I understand how emotional this can be for you.” I said soothingly as Orin engulfed her in a hug.I sat in front of them and waited patiently for her to adjust psychologically before I asked her again to explain to me.“I remember when this picture was taken. We had just gotten married. We skipped out on having a honeymoon because we were just so excited to start our lives together. A week after getting married, I remember us have a yard sale where we sold all of our wedding presents to make up enough money to add to our funds to afford a house. After we had successfully sold all of the presents, we went on a search for a house right away. We were so excited. We probabl
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alessandro and I were on our way to the office now. We were in separate cars of course because Alessandro plans to go back home after work and I do not think I would be going back home either way. I did not tell Alessandro this, but after that dream last night, I had decided that maybe it is time that I start training so that I could learn to defend myself better. I cannot carry on depending on Alessandro to always come by in time to save me when I am in distress.I have all of these powers, that people are literally dying for, and I do not use them. That is the epitome of wasting my talents. So, after work today, I thought I could drop by Alveric’s place and see if he would be willing to teach me a thing or two. I meant he did tell me that I would be allowed to stop by so that he can train me himself. He said that there are few things that he is aware of which enables him to train me and that is why my parents sent me t
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)It was at the end of my workday now and Alessandro and I were just packing away our things to take our leave for the day. Today work was rather slow because Alessandro mostly had a lot of catching up to do with clients, he missed meetings with due to poor job done by Ms. Stephanie, so now I am left to clean up her mistakes.I did not mind though. Every time I would come through with something, Alessandro would always be left with a great impression by myself. It was rather motivating to continue doing a great job because he would express more than just his appreciation for a job well done.I was quite in a hurry to get out of the office because I made plans to see Alveric today. I did not want to mention the fact that I would be going out tonight to meet with another man, because then Alessandro
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I had just gotten to Alveric’s place. I could lie and tell myself that I was okay, but I was not. I felt nervous and scared about the idea of training and becoming stronger. I barely knew much about my own identity. I am scared that if I learned more about using my powers, I would discover things about myself that I would wish to never know. Meanwhile, I do want to know about my background. Like where I came from, why I have all of these powers, how is it possible for me this powerful and why everyone is after me. Yes, I may be powerful but now I question every relationship that I make with someone because I could never tell whether it is genuine or if it only exists because of a personal gain.Even with Alessandro. I am always on edge and at moments when I find myself trying to open up to him, I shu
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alveric started by telling me the true story about Adelina, his husband and me. I stared at him intently as he passionately explained my life story to me. It is crazy to think that I once felt like an outcast when in reality so many people want me to be theirs – sure, for the wrong reasons, but it is only because I hone all of these skills and abilities that they are envious of and would do just about anything to have for themselves.“Now that I have told you about Adelina. I must explain to you about how you came to be.”“Are you going to tell me about the birds and the bees? Because I would hate to break it to you…I figured that one on my own years ago.” I cut him off.He chuckled lightly and shook his head.“No. While every other supernatural being may have biological parents, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you do not have biological parents. You
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I took a deep breath and sighed out loud as I leaned back on the couch on the couch and allowed myself to digest the information I had just received. That is a lot to digest in just a short space of time, but I told myself that I am stronger than I originally thought. I did not want to show weakness at all. Now that I know I am just looked at and judged, I felt like I needed to overachieve now, and I needed to step up my game. Now that I know all of this information, I kind of regret asking those questions now. I wish I stayed ignorant about it all but for some reason I felt like it would have been near impossible to train if I did not know much about myself. In the beginning I thought I was just a mere hybrid, being that I was made up of both werewolf parts and vampire parts. Which is essentially parts that play a role in life and death. If you were to think about it, a werewolf is one with nature as they are associated with the moo
Hunter(P.O.V.)When we finally reach the Clan, it was already past midnight. The journey was peaceful; my mate had fallen asleep on my back. My mom has also remained unconscious, but the soft breaths I heard on the way confirmed that she is been sleeping. Dad mind linked everyone to stay inside, saying that we retrieved their Queen, but she is sleeping so they can see her after she wakes up. I see Theo and Liam get out of the house to help us with our mates.The rest of the guys leave to their respective houses, seeing that everything's fine now. Theo helps get Skye off my back, so I can shift, while Liam helps mom. Dad shifts and we carry our mates inside. Skye wakes up in my arms with a start, gasping in shock when she sees me. I feel her body tense, as she glances around the hallway."Shh, little mate, you are okay. I am taking you to my room so you can rest. Well, after we get you clean." I smile lovingly at her, not showing her how pi
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS R**E AND IN**ST. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SUBJECT!!!!Hunter(P.O.V.)Witha thundering growl my dad jumps on the boulders blocking the entranceand starts digging them out with his paws. He is desperate to get to hismate and soon the other guys join him.I glance at the unconsciousgirl in my arms then carefully carry her away from the mayhem.Theamount of bruises on her body is concerning, but the only thing thatcatches my dark side's attention is the smell of male's seed coming from herbody. I notice a trail of dried white substance on her thighs,confirming my fears. The blood between her legs tells me she was forced.I will kill the fucker who did this to her.I carefully lay mymate by the tree then take my shirt off and put it on her. She is onlywrapped
Skye (P.O.V.)No, not again. Please God no.I am so tired and fed up of going through this. How can a father do this to their own child?It is disgusting.I never understood why some people would willingly have children only to mistreat them later on in life. In my opinion, it takes a different type of person to do something like this to their own flesh and blood. To the persons who have justified my father's actions in the past by telling me that he was depressed and how much he missed my mother, go fuck yourself. People lose their loved ones all the time. Not because I may look like my mother means that I am her or gives him any right to violate me.He is a disgusting man, and he deserves to die. I really hope he does.And I know it is said that you should not wish bad upon others or wish death upon others because karma will get you, but I do not care. At least if I die, I will not have to endure this lifelong pain and suf
Trigger Warning: This chapter mentions r*pe and inc*st.Skye(P.O.V.)I tried to separate my mind from what was actually happening to me in this very moment. I tried to zone out like usually would on any other given day. When it happened the first time, I was traumatized. When it happened the second time I was furious...but when it continued to happen after time and time again of trying to escape, I knew that this would simply become my new life. I was no longer sad, or depressed. I was no longer traumatized - okay maybe this is the definition of trauma but I felt numb.I was finally numb to the pain and betrayal I felt all this time but what was so different this time.As much as I wanted to not be able to think or feel, I could no longer control it. Is my brain really trying to get me to confront my problems now?If so, then it really has some messed up timing.Of all the things I should b
Twenty years later….Hunter (P.O.V.)"Hunter!"I feel fingers poking my cheek, but I try to ignore them.If that mystery person knows what is good for them, then they would not be trying to wake me up from my very relaxing slumber. As I tried to ignore the intruder from waking me up, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to drift back into the dream I was just having. It was fresh in my mind and though the very sweet slumber that I was having felt nearby, as the little nuisance continued to bother me, I could feel it drifting further away from me.Great, now I am about to be grumpy for the rest of the day. I wanted to wake up fully to push the assailant away and maybe lock my goddamn bedroom door which I really thought I did do last night, but I know that if I force my tiresome body off this bed right now, I will be forced to actually murder someone today and I
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I do not know what I was expecting but it was not this. Things were really bad at the clan and I could have sensed it when as soon as I got to the borderline and I think everyone felt it. The air felt tense and quiet and as soon as we got to Ambrosius's land I can feel everyone's stress and worry.Call it motherly instincts I guess.I sort of felt bad for them. Though, the situation was kind of disappointing. Ambrosius should have put his clan first. After all, he would not have great strength and power without them or their loyalty to him. However, that was not the case. He neglected his duties as an alpha and instead of thinking about the clan's needs, he got selfish and simply found a Queen replacement. A clan does not need a Queen unless she is capable of uplifting the alpha and the clan. Had he thought about this and the needs of his people, he would not have taken that skank in.What is even worse is that s
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I do not think that I can completely hide the fact that the thought of seeing Ambrosius again is making my heart race a million miles per minute. Since I left the clan and vowed to never go back since everything had happened, I got busy and never gave Ambrosius a second thought. I kept my mind on building a clan of my own and finding something secure and stable for myself. Something that I can call my own.Something that could not be taken away from me without a fight. A lot of fighting.But now as I prepare myself and his son to return to his clan for a visit, I could not help but think about how things could have been different. Had I not left the clan, how would have my life turned out.I mean I left and made a name for myself. I got stronger than ever and even built a family of my own. Loyal friends turned to family.I guess this is another case of 'everything happening for a reason.'I needed t
Shane (P.O.V.)It has been five years since our Queen left the clan and I can honestly say that it is like she left with the heart of it. The clan has never been the same since she left and it had everything to do with the alpha. Our leader, nature's chosen leader, has fallen since that God awful day Queen walked out on us. The clan felt betrayed to some point when she left because it was like watching a mother figure give up on you and even though we knew it had something to do with what the Alpha did, despite the fact that it angered all of us, we kind of had no choice but to side with him regardless.That is unless we wanted to choose to go rogue and then join her clan of Deads. Which is something that we will never do of course. Part of being in a clan is being loyal no matter what. In instances where the alpha of that clan does not respect their clan members, practices a dictatorship type of leadership, or promotes fear instead of respect for obed
Five years later...Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I think that I have been doing well on my own since I left Ambrosius. Or at least that is what I have trained myself to believe, I do not need him or the Clan. I have been alone all of my life. Betrayal, loneliness, and pain is all I know, and it has become something that I have accepted. It is a part of me. It made me the strong woman that I am today. So much so that I now give orders instead of taking them and following them.This is nothing new.It was bound to happen eventually you know. This is who I am. This is what I had been trained all of those years to become.A Queen.A monster.How could anyone love someone like me. At this point it is kind of impossible. At least that is how I feel. It is how I