Ferrah-Monica and I talk as we walk through the woods towards the lake, avoiding the small clearing lined with fairy stools because she knows what usually happens when ever I’m close to it.We laugh and giggle like long time friends as we reach the lakes beach.The sun is high and warm in the sky, the lake is peaceful and clear almost glass like as it sets motionless in the middle of tall Douglas fur trees flanking its surroundings. Sand and pebbles make up the wide beach and we set out to make ourselves comfortable near a fallen log that gives enough shade to keep us out of the sun.Monica lays out on her towel and cracks open her book and starts to dive into the words of printed words and I walk to the lakes edge and walk along it with my feet in the water, watching as the ripples from my movements dance across its surface.“Ferrrrahh” I hear whispered in the wind, my names drawled out as who ever it is calls out to me. The voice familiar but also not.It calls to me in the wind and
Lewis-“I believe what your looking for is in here” he hands me a thin folder then slips back into the building.The drive back to the pack lands is long and my mind races as I drive down the human highway. Human towns and cities pass me by in a blur as I replay in my mind all the information I read and have copies of.Night falls as I reach the last human town about two hours away and on the boarder of the Falls Hollow pack lands.Against my better judgment I open the glove box and take out one of the many small vials I have tucked away in a small compartment and drink it.When I was a pup I had ran into some trouble and made a few caster friends who now live among the humans as what they call witches.Waiting twenty minutes to give the potion a chance to work I slip out of my car and a shift, rushing thought the trees in a burr of undetectable fur I reach what was once the Alpha house and enter. The house if full of laughter and women cries.Bypassing the living room I walk down the
Carter-In the front of the room sit two thrones the color of the darkest night, skulls and bones make the thrones eerie and sinister. The air is heavy with the scent of rotting flesh and the pungent smell of what ever flowers are in the huge vases that sit atop the covered tables where many people sit.“My queen” comes a baritone voice from the front of the room, just out of sight. The room falls silent of the chatter it had been filled with and the soft piano music comes to the quiet halt as the final note hangs in the air.A bulky man in a fitted suit that’s tailored to perfection steps from the shadows, his shoes clicking on the polished floor as he emerges from the darkest corner of the ballroom.Wren steps from in front of Ferrah and I so desperately try to move my feet to get to my mate. Lewis grunts behind me trying to do the same, his need to protect his luna and alpha pup she’s carrying driving him to shift.Lewis growls and struggles to move as I do the same and Cole shifts
Ferrah-‘Stay strong baby, I love you’ his voice is so weak and I lose the words he’s saying as they fade to whispers as I’m taken up a set of glass stairs that lead to what looks like a tower.“AhhH” I carry out as I’m set down on a huge soft bed in the center of the room. “Fuckkkkkkk” I cry again as a sharp pain hit me in the lower region of my pelvic area.“The caster won’t make it in time” the women says to Wren “We need to help her”“Fuck” Wren says ands come over to the bed and looks down on my “When I fuck say you are going to push”I grit my teeth and growl and the man I once called my brother, the man I once loved so much I thought the moon and sun rose and feel with him. Wren was my hero, he was the kind of man I had hoped the moon goddess would bless me with as a mate.Now all I see is his betrayal and bitterness fills me.“Fuck YOUUUUU” I say and scream from a new wave of pain.My vision blurs and I see Carter chained to a wall with silver shackles and a caller around his
Ferrah-A dark chuckle slips past his lips, then the barrier shifts and I’m fluing across the room. My back crashes into the stone of the wall and I slide down it. Fear grips me as I look at the two still sleeping and unharmed pups held in my arms.The barrier forms around me again but this time I will not hide from my fate. Carefully I place the pups down after giving each of them a small kiss on the head.The barrier and flames cradle the pups as it rises above me. I watch on as it settles high out of danger and turn back to Cornelius.“I will have them my love” he says sounding so sure of himself “Over my dead body” I tell him with a sweet but poisonous smile.Lunging forward I crash into Cornelius. Fist, claws and snarls rise between us as we battle. Never in my life have I been in a fight but at this very moment I’m not fighting for myself or Carter, I’m fighting for my pups, I’m fighting for their survival.Growls and howls cry out around me as the room fades to a open field ful
Carter-I feel as if I’m trapped in my own mind. I can hear the wailing cries of my pup in the distance and can hear Ferrari and Cornelius talking.My body feel to weak from the silver I was injected with before the guards dragged me out of the silver cell.Chaos falls all around me and I can’t do anything to help my mate or what sounds like my kind.“War is a bitter sweet testament to the turmoil brought to those who have done no wrong” comes the familiar voice from the woods.“Your mate and children need the grate alpha bloodline of king Viktor and queen Luna Celine to rise and conquer”Wait she said children.“I don’t understand” I weakly say.“Your mate has born two alpha males as did the mother of creation before she sent her sons to earth to bring peace and balance between the human kind” the women kneels in front of me, her heavy white vail covering her face. “In the history of mankind the moon goddess and the four sisters have kept the balance among creatures”“The balance was
Ferrah-Rushing past him and down an almost pitch black corridor, my foot steps along with the guards echo down the corridor, twists and abrupt turns catch me off guard as I run down the dark hall. A flicker of light catches my attention at the end of the hall and I quicken my pace.Crashing into the door, I force it open, run inside and slam the door closed behind me and lean against it in an attempt to keep the guard out.Rustling in the corner catches my attention. Out of the shadows steps a tall scared and chained beast. His black fur is matted and missing in dome places.“Father” I breath feeling and overwhelming angst wash over. A sob racks my body as more memories of the past crash into my mind.{ Flash back }My mother sits in a chair by the fireplace embordering nettle held tightly between her fingers as she threads it through the delicate fabric of the silk handkerchief.I’m sitting on the rug playing with a small fabric doll with strips of fabric as its hair. My small hands
Third Person POV-The war between creatures rages on out side the castle walls, many have fallen and more have begun to gather in their place.With Ferrah and the last king of dark-lings trying to break Lewis out of his tormented hell of silver locks and weakening chains, her pups are now being lowered to the ground by the winged creatures.Carter now fights for his life with Lorant standing over him, he’s bloody and bruised and hanging on to the last of the strength the moon goddess bestowed upon him.Hearing the cries of his children draw Carters strength from the depths of his soul and he reaches with a power he had never known before, drawing energy from the wolves around him he calls upon his mate.Ferrah feels her mates need and rushes to his aid leaving Grago to help Lewis the grade warrior of her alpha’s pack escape his prison and regain his strength.Ferrah sees her pups feet away from her downed mate .She in that moment needs to make the choice of who to save.Will she sav