Phil's POV "What?" I said baffled by her words. "I can't kill him, I just met him and he's so loving." She said foolishly. What was wrong with Ava? It was obvious that she has been brainwashed just like her mother. The Ava I know, raised, and trained was not so trusting when it came to strangers. My words were what she always believed. Before I could stop speaking, Skye went towards her, turned her around, and shook her in anger. "Are you nuts? Have you suddenly lost it? He's trying to kill you to remain alive!" He yelled angrily at her. "Don't you think I know that?!" She said, raising her voice at him. "Then what the heck are you saying?" He asked her. "Maybe I can talk to him, convince him. Maybe he'll change." She said with a lot of faith and hope in her eyes. "He's a demon for bloody hell's sake, Ava!" Skye yelled, trying to shake some sense into her head. "He loves me." She said foolishly once again. I couldn't blame her, she wanted the love of a father and it made me f
Ava's POV The next morning, my eyes were swollen due to the endless tears I shed last night. I got up from the bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom. A cold bath was what I needed. Moments later, I was done washing up and donned on a simple sleeveless top tucked in black jeans and headed downstairs. Skye was seated in the dining and the moment he saw me, he stood up and left without saying a word to me. I dropped on the chair. I sighed as my stomach grumbled. I was tired and hungry. I picked up the sliced toast and took a bite. My thoughts were all juggled up. My mind was messed up too. I didn't know what to do. For the first time, I was really afraid. What if I made a mistake? What if the prophecy was gotten all wrong? I placed the toast back on the plate, trying not to cry. I felt helpless and confused beyond words. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ I walked towards the lake. The ice was melting away by the sun. Winter was over and spring was approaching. I got to the lake and s
Ava's POV Skye avoided me and made sure we didn't see each other in the mornings. He also decided to leave our bedroom and be alone. I soon found out the study room was where he spends all his nights. Maybe that was what we needed. We needed to drift apart so I would stop getting attached. But it kept breaking my heart when he sees me and just walk away. I stood outside the pack house and Anna came up to me. "You sent for me." She said, lowering her head. After Skye yelled at her, Anna has been keeping to herself and was locked away in her room. I believed she needed some time to get over what mean words Skye said to her. But looking at her face this morning, she wasn't over it. "Walk with me," I said to her and she obliged, falling along my strides. "I believe I need to apologize to you on behalf of the alpha. He was really furious and worried about Luna's safety." I apologized. She shook her head. "It's fine, my queen. I hold nothing against the alpha. If not for him I won't
Skye's POV These past few days have been a whole lot rough for me. Ava was making it more difficult when she wouldn't come to terms with reality. I understand that she needs the love of a father but in this case, I strongly object. I saw Phil not just as her uncle but as her father, why was she not seeing him the same way? How could she want the love of a father who wanted nothing but to hurt her? Why was she so adamant and stubborn? In the process of seeking the love of her father, she endangered Luna. What if seeing him more often traumatizes her forever? Why wasn't Ava seeing reasons with me? This was what made me really angry with her. I walked out of the pack house and saw Phil coming down from his pickup truck. "Skye," he said. "Surprised to see you here so soon. It has only been a few days." I said to him. "I came to see how Ava is doing." He said. Just then Camila walked out of the pack house. "Beta Phil," she said curtseying. "Camila," he replied, acknowledging her.
Ava's POV "Stop!" I yelled as he raised uncle up, sending hollows of darkness from his mouth toward him. I didn't mind now if Skye saw me releasing my powers. I sent a blast of wind that threw him over the walls of the pack house. How could he do this to me when I trusted him when no one else did? I rushed towards uncle and held him in my arms. "Uncle, are you okay?" I asked him worried. "Ava," he mouthed and closed his eyes. It reminded me of mother and the memories came reeling in. "No!" I yelled. "No, no, no!" I yelled as I placed my head on his chest and the tears slowly dropped. I got up on my feet and advanced toward my father. "You promised me!" I yelled sending a blast of wind toward him. "Ava... I.." he began in short gasps. "You wanna take away the only person that has been there for me!" I yelled, turning both my hands, and a ball of fire formed. Where I was getting the mind to control these powers I couldn't comprehend. I shot the ball of fire at him and suddenly he
Ava's POV "You're right. Maybe it was wrong of me falling in love with you. Of what use is this marriage then." He said and walked away without the realization that he broke me with his words. 'Maybe it was wrong of me to fall in love with you' those words echoed in my head. How could he say such mean things to me after his confession? Why was I feeling so bothered and down about what he said? It was a good thing, at least getting detached won't be so difficult. That was what I thought but, I felt otherwise. Those words never wanted to leave my head and I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes. "Troubled?" I heard Mary's voice behind me and I quickly dabbed a tear that slipped from my eye with a finger. I turned around with a smile. "No, Mary. I'm fine," I said to her."You do not look fine, alpha. I can perceive a troubled marriage when I see one." She said coming closer to me. "That's something to expect from a couple that is bound only by the concept of a prophecy," I sa
Ava's POV I felt aches on my back and around my abdomen and it made me miserable. It was hurting like I was on my monthly misery which I believed was around the corner. I slipped out of bed and went to see uncle. He lay on his bed breathing slowly. Mary had ensured me that he was going to be fine in a few days."I'm sorry," I apologized, holding his hand in mine."I'm sorry I placed you in this condition. Now I understand what you've always told me about father. He's a demon and demons cannot change. He's bargaining my life in exchange for the lives of the pack. I know what is expected of me, uncle, but I'm scared. With all he does, I still find compassion in my heart for him. I should be really angry he tried to kill you, but I find myself not. What should I do, uncle? Tell me, please. I'm willing to listen now." I said as I placed my head on his hand, tears slipping from my eyes.I raised up my head. "I'll go to the blood moons house and.." I began, but felt a weird and wild strang
Skye's POV I feared for her. I feared her stubbornness would lead to her destruction someday. I held her tightly in my arms and I knew she was crying. She was seated on the bed still holding me and Anna was standing before us. "I'm a monster," Ava said in between sobs. I stroked her arm. "No, you're not. It's the demon aura in you." "You'll be free once he lays dead," Anna said. Ava raised her head from my chest and said with a weak smile. "I really have no choice, have I?" I motioned to Anna to excuse us and she left. I turned to Ava, lifting her chin in between my thumb and index fingers. "We have to do the needful, at least for your sake. Do you wanna remain like this?" I asked her and she shook her head. "He came with a proposal." She said, staring at me. "What proposal?" I asked her curiously. "In exchange for my life, he wants an annual feast of the crescents." She said, her gaze not wavering from my face. Phil was right. Clark has some tricks up his sleeves. "Are yo
Ava's POV Skye was lying on the bed and he was pale and white with his eyes closed. I held his hand sobbing and his hand was cold. I couldn't believe that he had left me in this cold world alone with no final words. "You cannot do this to me, Skye. You have to wake up. Wake up!" I practically yelled at him but he would not. Tears dropped from Camila's eyes as she consoled me. I pushed her away from me. I did not need her comfort. All I wanted was my husband. Mariya walked in with Anna. "The demon king has been burnt along with his ring and his ashes scattered away." She said. I did not care. That man who was my father has brought me nothing but pain and sorrow and now, he has succeeded in taking the love of my life away. I placed my head on his chest crying. "Please, wake up. Please, wake up." I pleaded but he did not listen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone tried to comfort me, but I would not take it. What more was there to live for? I've been separated from him for five
Ava's POV The training lasted till midnight before Skye allowed everyone to retire to their rooms for the battle ahead. The morning came more quickly than expected, but the pack warriors did not look like they lacked sleep. It must be that Skye had done this before. He addressed the pack concerning the battle with the demon king. A few warriors were assigned to guard the pack house with all their strength. We were ready, dressed, swords in our hands, ready for the battle that had taken place six years ago happening again. Just then a blast of wind sent many of the pack warriors flying off. I heard a burst of evil laughter and looked to see father appearing mid air. This was just after noon and he had taken us by surprise. "I told you I'd be back." He said smirking. Skye and I readied our swords and stood side by side. I wondered how he got his body. "Do not be surprised that I am in my body. This is all that I have planned," "I buried you," Skye said to him. "I dug my body
Ava's POV Davina laid on the bed with her eyes closed and I held her hand. Skye sat beside her, looking intently at her. Camila placed her hand on my shoulder giving me support. Slowly Davina opened her eyes. "Mum?" She called, trying to sit up and Skye helped her up. "Davina," I said, tears choking my throat as I pulled her closer to me. "Are you alright?" I asked her as I pulled her studying her. "Yes, mum," she said, looking around. "Why's everyone staring at me?" She asked, hiding her face in Skye's chest. "How're you feeling, Davina?" Skye asked. "I feel weak, dad." She replied. "She's alright now. She's no longer in the possession of the demon king. She's free." Mariya said and I heaved a sigh of relief. Anna's POV Davina was allowed to rest again and I walked down the stairs to find the sorcerer, Mariya sitting with a glass of water. "Come, child," she said taking notice of my presence. I was reluctant. "Come, child, don't be scared." She said and I moved to where s
Skye's POV I could hardly believe it. Ava was right and it turned out to be the demon king? How much of our lives would he keep ruining? Davina stared at her like she was crazy. "What's going on here? Mother?" She asked, coming close to Ava who looked ready to fall apart at any second. "Stop right there, you evil demon." Mariya, the sorcerer said. Davina paused and stared at her. "What are you saying?" She asked, looking scared. How could such an innocent looking child be possessed by Clark? "Father?" She looked at me. She was ready to cry. I turned to Mariya. "I don't think you're right. Davina is too little to be possessed by Clark," I walked towards the child to comfort her. "Stop right there, alpha," she said, stopping me in my tracks. "Do not move an inch closer to that child before you're stained by the demon in her." She said forcefully. She moved closer to Davina and began to chant. Davina stumbled back in fear and tried to run. "Stop right there, Clark Forest!" She
Ava's POV "Mum," She called out sweetly to me. "I was just telling Dahviel to come downstairs and have fun with us," she said. She could look into my eyes and blatantly lie after everything I saw. I decided not to react. I did not want to raise suspicion on her side. I needed to find out what was wrong with her. "That's great, dear, but your brother needs rest, Davina. Why don't you go to the party downstairs and have lots of pastries, hm?" I said to her. She jumped in excitement like the little child she was and skipped out of the room. Tears rolled down dahviel's cheeks silently. I held him to my chest as I pulled myself together. What kind of trauma was she trying to make her brother go through? Skye walked into the bedroom. "I figured out you'd be here. I've been looking for you. Why did you abandon me downstairs?" He asked all at once, coming in front of me. "Skye, there's a problem," I said to him. "Problem?" He looked puzzled. "What problem?" He asked. "I think
Ava's POV I paced the room in perplexity wondering what was going on with Dahviel. He wasn't like this and he sure doesn't tell lies about his sister. Skye and I had returned back to our bedroom after making sure Dahviel was asleep. Skye watched me pace around without a word and then finally unable to take it anymore, he broke the silence. "What is it, Ava? Are you still worried about what Dahviel said?" He asked me. I nodded. "Dahviel cannot just come up with a story that his sister was holding a knife," I said to him. "Does that really say anything?" He asked. I stopped pacing. "Of course it does, Skye. Did you not see how terrified he was?" He stared at the wall. "What point are you trying to make then?" He asked. "Either something is wrong with Davina or Dahviel himself," I said. He stood to his feet. "Natasha did send thugs to abduct them, remember? Dahviel might be suffering from the impact of the incident," he theorized. I sighed. "You think so?" I asked him. He held
Ava's POV It was just as delightful as before and memorable too. I will never be able to be in another man's arms except his. I watched him sleep with his hair tousled on his face. It felt just like it was yesterday I married him. I ran my fingers along his firm jawlines. He was beautiful. An embodiment of grace and handsomeness. His piercing hazelnut eyes was worth to die for. His straight nose drawn closely to small soft lips, tempting me to steal just one more kiss before I leave to attend to the children. Unable to resist the urge, I carried out the thought in my mind. I feathered a kiss on his lips. I lifted my head to see a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes slowly opened. "What a great way to start a day," he said and I chuckled. "Good morning, my love," I chuckled, my fingers trailing his chest. "Another pleasant way to start a day," he grinned as he lowered my head to his, entangling my lips in an intense and passionate kiss. Then, he teased my lips.
Skye's POV Everyone was all settled in the pack house and the pack were planning a party for the return of the queen. Ava. I had ceaselessly wondered what if I didn't regain my memory? Was that how I would have lost Ava for good and never get to see my children? I thank the moon goddess for making Robin care for them while I was unfit. This time around,I'll never let them out of my sight. I'll do everything I can to protect them. The very image of my thought walked into the room. "Skye, Davina and Dahviel will be going to see my uncle today," Ava said to me. I stood up from the bed. "That's alright," I replied, walking closer to her and bridging the gap between us. "That will give us enough time to spend together," I added, grinning mischievously as I cupped her breast. "Skye!" She exclaimed. "You pervert!" She said, slapping my chest playfully. "But, I've missed you so much. If I did not lose my memory, I won't have stayed without you all those long years," I replied wi
Ava's POV Robin had arranged some warriors from the blood moon pack to help in my cause. Everything had been planned and by noon, we stormed the crescent woods taking Fernandez and his minions unawares. He had an awful expression on his face when he saw me. "We meet again old friend," he said finally with an hardened smile. "We meet again, Fernandez,"I replied as we circled each other. Skye stood beside me sword drawn as the rest of the blood moon pack surrounded his minions. "You've come back after five years," he said, jeering. "To make you fall by the edge of my sword," I replied, unfaltering. He chuckled and smirked. "It will be difficult," he boasted. "But, it'll happen," I said and with that, I attacked him and the rest of the pack attacked his minions and some of my pack members were fighting the blood moons. Why? My thoughts were immediately vanquished as Fernandez and I clashed swords. We fought, rolled over dirt, and swerve from the impacts of the swords