3 HOURS INTO THE FLIGHT.Suddenly, Sheila's eyes fluttered open as turbulence jolted the entire plane. Disoriented, she jerked upright, realizing she'd leaned against the fine stranger beside her. Adam, the man, stirred awake, rubbing his eyes."Excuse me," Adam asked the passing flight attendant, "what's going on?""Minor issue, folks. Everything's fine," the lady attendant reassured, forcing a smile.But before he could continue, the plane shuddered again but more violently, throwing Sheila against Adam once more. Panic set in as passengers began to scream with fear."Hey! What the fuck is going on?!" Sheila's voice rose, her composure fraying."Calm down, madam. Everything will be fine," the attendant soothed, but his words were lost as the plane lurched again.This time, the impact was more severe. Oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling, their bright yellow straps unfolding like mechanical flowers. The hiss of released air filled the cabin."Put your mask on and breathe normally,"
Sheila trudged away from the Wichita hangar, the cool Kansas breeze rustling her hair. She left Adam without a goodbye, and their brief connection was severed. As she walked, her thoughts lingered on what could have been. "Maybe, some other place, some other time," she mused, a faint smile on her lips.Moving on, her footsteps echoed through the deserted parking lot as most of the people were in the airport lobby, the only sound breaking the silence. Sheila's gaze drifted back to the hangar, where Adam remained, a fading figure in her rearview. She shook her head, focusing on the road ahead. Anavrin beckoned, and she couldn't afford distractions.She briskly walked into the parking lot, scanning for available transportation. Her luck turned as she spotted a taxi driver leaning against his cab, seeking shade from the downpour. Grateful to escape the rain, she hastened towards him."Taxi, please," Sheila requested, her voice firm.The driver nodded with a warm smile, holding the door op
Within minutes, a pilot that appeared to be in his middle forties arrived at the hanger. His blond hair was damp, while rivulets of water clung onto his brown leather jacket. “Hello, Miss… “ He said with a gentle smile, extending his right hand for a handshake.Sheila deliberately stretched out her hand. “Sabrina, Sabrina David.” She responded firmly, still trying to keep her journey as discreet as possible, especially in a city she's never been in.The pilot nodded with a smile. “Miss Sabrina,” he acknowledged. “I'm Dean, your pilot. You can trust your flight will be as smooth and efficient as possible.” He assured.“It better be,” Sheila replied, her facial expression passionless. The pilot chuckled nervously in return. “Please,” he said, gesturing towards the open helicopter for her to enter.Sheila boarded the sleek helicopter, its luxurious interior a welcome respite from the chaotic bus station. The Pilot followed suit, wearing his aviation helmet, safety glasses and his noise
The way Levi had completely burst her bubbles about her lead on Sheila, utterly confused Margaret and also broke her heart. But then, his abruptly leaving through the doors with claims to have a better lead sparked a high level of curiosity within her. Just as she believed that her intuition had never failed her, she decided to trust her guts and go ahead with her third option; That being—following Levi. Maintaining a discreet distance, she kept her eyes fixed on the trunk and plate number of his car as she drove steadily, skillfully navigating through the flow of traffic to remain inconspicuous, remaining two cars behind him.About 30 minutes later, Levi continued to drive forward like he was certain of where he was going. He led Margaret through traffic jams, street after street, block after block until he veered into a familiar desolate road that led into a deserted neighborhood. Her curiosity piqued, Margaret knowingly slowed down her car and took another turn, to avoid being the
STILL AT THE ABANDONED PARKING LOT.A few moments after Margaret vanished from his sight, the atmosphere only grew thinner for Levi. Just then, three silver arrows flew simultaneously from different directions. One struck Levi's chest, another his abdomen, and the third pierced his shoulder.Levi groaned and grunted bitterly in pain and anguish, his body tensing in agony. He struggled to breathe, his vision blurring. With a Herculean effort, he tried to uproot the arrows, but it soon became a futile effort as the pain the arrows inflicted only intensified brutally. The silver arrows seemed to be lodged deep within his flesh.Despite his supernatural strength, Levi couldn't shake off the weakness spreading throughout his body. The mountain ash's effects were intensifying, and he knew his time was running out if only Margaret acted fast.Margaret, meanwhile, scanned her surroundings as she searched for the mountain ash barrier. Her heart pounded in her chest as she spotted a thin line o
The heavy, brutal impact of the clash only left Levi briefly disoriented. His mind still reeling from Margaret's terror-stricken scream, he darted his eyes toward the exterior surrounding the parking lot. As he lay on the ground with collapsed walls and bricks all fallen around him, his eyes still focused on Margaret, and he saw her being dragged violently by the hair and pulled towards a car.That was when he realized there were three attackers. He ragefully clenched his jaw and balled up his fist, his claws piercing into the palm of his skin. His attention was soon turned to the massive wolf that loomed before him, training his eyes on him and waiting for his next attack.Deliberately, he stood up, his unforgiving gaze boring into Dom's large wolf eyes. The sound of his claws cutting through the air followed, and with a snarl, Levi lunged, his claws slicing through the night air, raking against Dom’s flank. Pain shot through him, but he retaliated, snapping his jaws in a desperate a
BACK AT NICHOLAS LIGHTWOOD’S UNKNOWN TERRITORY.It was another dawn and another training day for Kimberly at Nicholas’s estate. But rather than the daily painful, distressful, and hectic training sessions, the day marked the beginning of a true Beta lifestyle for her. Due to the countless hours she had spent practicing her shapeshifting and honing all the skills Nicholas taught her, Kimberly finally got to transform into her wolf form without feeling any pain, and this, she was very proud of. Instead of the usual shape-shifting practice in the dungeon, she insisted that Nicholas proceed to teach her how to run at superspeed, from the training field to deep into the woods and out on the Lightwood’s beach. She also wanted to transform in the presence of everybody who had mocked and scorned her abilities and reign as Beta in the pack. And Nicholas, who had beard witnesses to all her fast improvement during their training sessions, trusted that she would do just fine as she'd promised.T
.The tender silence between them was only punctuated by the gentle whistling of the wind, the crashing of the ocean against the shores, and the soft blowing of the breeze rustling Nicholas’s thick black hair.For once, Nicholas was found speechless. Kimberly's proclamations, which he could swear he never saw coming, left him dumbfounded. His gaze locked onto Kimberly's, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty in her bright hazel brown eyes. But all he saw was sincerity, shining brightly in her serene expression. His acute hearing tuned in to listen to her heartbeat for more proof. But her pulse beat was calm, steady and true, confirming the authenticity of her words.Time seemed to stand still as he delved deeper into her gaze. The warm sunlight dancing across her face highlighted the gentle curves of her features, and the soft breeze rustled her unique bronze colored hair, carrying the sweet scent of ocean flowers.Kimberly’s eyes also searched his. What was
The night of the full moon was ablaze with magic and love. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sky was painted with hues of crimson and gold. It was the perfect night for a wedding, and Kimberly and Nicholas were ready to seal their love forever.Clark, with a warm smile, led Kimberly to the altar, where Nicholas awaited her. The ceremony was a beautiful blend of human and werewolf traditions, with the binding of the treaty being celebrated simultaneously. Aaron stood by Clark's side, a symbol of their newfound peace and unity.As Kimberly and Nicholas exchanged their vows, the full moon rose high in the sky, casting a silver glow over the gathering. The pack, a sea of familiar faces, watched with tears in their eyes as their beloved alpha and luna-to-be promised to love and cherish each other.With a final pronouncement, Kimberly and Nicholas were declared husband and wife. The pack erupted in cheers and applause as the newlyweds shared a tender kiss
Kimberly, still wailing on the ground, caught sight of Nicholas going about his killing spree, now about to kill her brothers, Clark and Aaron. "No!" She screamed, her voice hoarse from crying. "Enough! Please!" She begged, scrambling to her feet and rushing towards Nicholas.Reluctantly, Nicholas turned to look at her, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What's wrong, Kimberly?" he asked, his voice still laced with the fury of his bloodshed."Enough of the killing!" Kimberly pleaded, grabbing his arm and holding him back. "Enough of this unending war, this carnage, and massacre! We've lost so much already!" She looked at Clark and Aaron, her eyes welling up with tears. "My father, Levi... how many more lives must we lose?"Nicholas's expression softened, and he looked at Clark and Aaron, who cowered in fear. "You want me to spare them?" he asked Kimberly.Kimberly nodded vigorously. "Yes, please. I want us to end this war, to find peace. We can't keep living like this, always looking o
Arnold, Rebecca, and Aaron sat huddled and bound together with chains, their eyes fixed on Kimberly, Levi, and Nicholas, who stood before them with the remaining two werewolves. Arnold's gaze darted around the room, his eyes widening in agitation as he realized Clark was missing."Where's Clark?" he demanded, his voice rising. "What have you done to my son?"Kimberly's expression remained calm, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Calm down, Arnold, he's fine. He'll probably join us soon."Arnold's face reddened with anger, he leaned forward saying; "We spoilt you too much, look at you calling me by my first name. Spoilt brat." He spat.Kimberly's eyes sparkled with amusement as she turned her back on them, focusing on Nicholas, who lay injured and breathing heavily on the ground. "Oh, would you rather I called you Father? Daddy? Papa?" She chuckled dryly, her voice laced with mockery.As she tended to Nicholas, her voice softened, and she whispered quietly, "You're okay, you're okay," r
With a sinister sneer, Kimberly raised her hands, and her fingers danced in the air, weaving intricate signs that shimmered with a malevolent glow. Her voice was low and hypnotic, chanting enchanting words in ancient languages that sent shivers down the spines of the Silversmiths. The air seemed to vibrate with dark energy, and the three werewolves within the magical bubbles instantly vanished from sight, leaving the Silversmiths stunned, confused, and disoriented."Just tie them up, I'll let Nicholas decide what to do with them," Kimberly instructed in English, her voice dripping with malice. The Silversmiths exchanged fearful glances, knowing they were being hunted.As the magical bubbles dissipated, the Silversmiths launched a frantic barrage of bullets and arrows, firing wildly into the air. Clark, Arnold, Aaron, and Rebecca unleashed a hail of projectiles, but they kept missing their targets, as if the werewolves were phantoms.Suddenly, Arnold yelped in pain and vanished into th
The hours ticked by quickly as Kimberly meticulously outlined the plan to rescue Nicholas and Levi. Her eyes scanned the room, meeting the gaze of each werewolf as she spoke. "I know the layout of the Silversmith's house," she reminded them. "I was once their captive, and I know exactly where they'll be keeping Nicholas.”The werewolves listened intently, their faces set with determination. They were ready to put an end to the Silversmith hunters once and for all.With the plan in place, the group set out, their movements swift and silent. After a two-hour drive in their various cars, they reach the heart of town, where the Silversmith residence was located. As they approached the Silversmith house, Kimberly's heart pounded in her chest. The moment they stormed the crossed over the fence, the alarm system blared to life, and the sound of gunfire echoed through the air. Men dressed in black, armed with silver arrows and guns, poured out of the house, firing at the werewolves.The batt
What was thought to be a week's training, turned out to be a 72 hours non-stop training for Kimberly. Given her unyielding determination and resolve, she worked so hard until swift transformation became nothing short of remarkable. Under Hannah's guidance, she harnessed and possessed incredible power, her magic growing exponentially with each passing hour with and with each passing practice. Hannah took great delight in teaching Kimberly, who proved to be a fast and eager learner.As the hours turned into days, Kimberly's abilities continued to astound Hannah. She demonstrated a natural affinity for magic, mastering complex spells with ease. Her powers were raw, yet refined, and Hannah found herself intrigued by the depth of Kimberly's potential.Their training sessions were intense, with Kimberly pushing herself to the limit. She practiced tirelessly, honing her skills and perfecting her technique. Hannah watched with pride, knowing that Kimberly was destined for greatness.Finally,
The air was thick with the stench of sweat, blood, and despair. Nicholas and Levi hung limply from the cold stone walls, their bodies battered and bruised. The flickering torches cast eerie shadows on the walls, making it seem as though the very darkness itself was closing in on them.Nicholas's eyes, once filled with an aura that commanded respect, now seemed dull and lifeless. His body was covered in lacerations, his skin torn and bleeding. He could feel a searing pain at two points in his back, it felt like they were two giant needles embedded in his skin. Levi, on the other hand, seemed to be in slightly better shape, but his eyes told a different story. They were sunken, his gaze weary from the pain and exhaustion.The sound of footsteps echoed through the dungeon, growing louder with each passing moment. The atmosphere seemed to grow colder, the air thickening with an ominous presence. Rebecca descended the stairs, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity."Welcome to your
Kimberly's instincts had guided her to Anavrin, a place she had never been before, yet somehow felt an inexplicable connection to. She had left behind the carnage and heartbreak, her mind reeling with questions and emotions. The train ride had been a blur, her thoughts consumed by the events that had transpired.As she stepped off the train and onto the platform, Kimberly felt an eerie sense of familiarity. She followed her instincts, navigating the streets of Anavrin with an uncanny sense of direction. The houses seemed to blend together, yet she knew exactly which path to take.Finally, she arrived at a cozy little cottage, smoke drifting lazily from the chimney. An elderly woman with kind eyes and a friendly smile greeted her at the door. "Welcome, child," she said, her voice so warm. "I've been waiting for you.”“Why?” Kimberly blurted out, her brows furrowed.“My name is Hannah, and I'm your grandmother." She said, her facial expression and stance inviting.Kimberly's eyes widene
The air was thick with tension, heavy with the scent of aggression. Kimberly's eyes snapped wide, her heart racing as she stood frozen, her gaze locked on the figure beyond Levi's broad shoulders. Levi's hands were splayed, his fingers curled into claws, ready to defend his daughter. "Step away from her, old man," Jack sneered, his voice dripping with malice, narrowing his eyes at Levi.Kimberly's eyes narrowed, her face twisted in a mixture of shock and outrage. "Jack!" she thundered, her voice echoing off the walls. "What do you think you're doing?""We're here to bring you back with us." Jack replied, his expression innocence personified, but Kimberly wasn't buying it. "We're to bring you back to your family, where you belong," he said, his voice smooth as silk."Where I belong?" Kimberly scoffed, her eyes flashing with anger. "You have no idea where I belong. Go back and tell Nicholas that I'm done with him. And he should never send more men after me." Her voice was rigid, leavi