Mila’s P.O.V.The next morning I woke up far too early, the fear that I felt knowing Damon would be leaving for a few days was uncharacteristic for me, I blamed the mark. I knew he would be perfectly safe, and I knew deep down he would never allow another she-wolf anywhere near him, still I couldn’t shake the feeling that him leaving was a terrible idea. “I know you’re awake Mila”, caught red handed. “Mila, it’s going to be okay, I don’t like this anymore than you do peach, believe me. But it is for the best, and it’s still not safe for you to travel” Damon was trying to hide his own fears, but it was no good. The mate-bond was strong between us, and there was no hiding our feelings from the other. “I know, and I would only get in the way I’m sure, I just… I just wish it wasn’t necessary”. I spent the rest of the morning helping Damon pack a few essentials before we went down to breakfast.“Good morning lovebirds! And more lovebirds!” Chris was as cheerful as ever, the whole room was
Damon’s P.O.V.It was the final evening of our stay and I was so glad to know that in the morning I would be on my way back to Mila, I had so much to tell her, most of all about Alpha Fangar. I was packing up my things and heading outside when there was a knock at my door. “Come in!” I yelled, I turned around recognizing a familiar stench of heat, desire and lust. It was Kimi. “Sorry Kimi, I’m afraid you have caught me at a bad time I was just on my way out, you will –“ what was happening. Before I even had time to react, Kimi had launched herself towards me and pinned me to the floor, she was staring at me, with eyes black, was this her wolf? Or had her eyes always been this way? I wasn’t sure but for whatever reason I couldn’t move her, she was… strong. Stronger than me even, but that was impossible. She was of Alpha blood like I was, but even as alpha’s males are stronger than females, she would have been no match for me in a battle of muscles, but I couldn’t move, ‘father come qui
Mila’s P.O.V.It had been the longest three days of my life, but I knew that tomorrow Damon would be home, and all would be well again. Ebony had kept me close, as promised to Damon, I was barely out of her sight for more than an hour and she had kept me very busy, which I was secretly grateful for. She had decided to embrace the fact she had no wolf, but still keen to be a healer of the pack. We spent hours and hours going over old books of witches, and earth healers, going from page to page in the spell book that Alpha Marcus had once used to heal me, she wanted to understand more about the old witches and their magic, whether it was something you were born with or something you could learn. “Ebony, we have been reading the same book now for hours! I really don’t think you will get much more out of it than you already have”. I teased her, she was so focused, and it was a pleasure to see her immerse herself into something after all her heartache over being human. “Oh, I’m sorry Mila,
Mila’s P.O.V.It had been days since Demetri kidnapped me, I wasn’t sure if anyone would even still be looking for me or if they just accepted that I was gone now. Everyday Demetri came to visit me, he would bring food and water, and every day I refused. I was growing weaker, I could feel it inside me ‘we can do this Mila, we are not giving up. Not now. We just have to stay strong, think of a plan!’ it was Tae, she had been trying to reach me for days now, but like the food, I never spoke back. Instead, I sat there in silence, staring at a wall behind me. Never moving, barely even breathing at times. I wanted nothing more than to shrivel away into nothing. The emptiness I felt in my chest without Damon, it has been 8 days since I saw him last… I ached for him. I knew I would die here. The thought of it was horrific, not the death. I knew the moon goddess would take care of me, but for Damon, if the pain didn’t kill him, it would likely send him feral. Perhaps the moon goddess would sh
Jett’s P.O.V. She was a vision, the image of her mother! Demetri had done well, for once in his life. Although he would be nothing without Narcia, that stupid witch believes she is so madly in love with me that she would do anything to help us. I will play along for as long as necessary, for as long as she is useful. I do not often have use for women, Talia was an exception, she was everything to me. I could have given her so much more than that oaf Zachias! He was never good enough to be Alpha, I knew it from the start. But I kept him sweet, long enough for him to trust me so completely he could not see my desire to take his wife from him, and I did. She was mine, I had her where I wanted her. She would have learned to love me eventually, if she did not resist me so much! She could have been in ecstasy, I remember that day like it was yesterday. “Ah, Mila, how rude of me, I’ve been watching you grow for so long now, I had all but forgotten you don’t likely recognize me anymore.. my n
Damon’s P.O.V.Day 9. With every passing day, I grew weaker, I lost a little hope each time the sun set without Mila by my side, but it seemed like I was the only one. No one else had lost hope, every morning they would check in with any piece of information they had, they were clinging on to every detail. “What is the point anymore?!” the room fell silent. “Why are we even doing this, we have nothing! She could be anywhere, anywhere at all in the world and we would never know! Why are we even bothering with this false hope anymore” I broke down. I was trying to accept that she was gone, and my heart ached. “Damon, there is no such thing as false hope. Hope is all we have. And while ever there is those of us who love her, and want her back, then we will never give up hope. And I am ashamed of you. You of all people. Who never once left her side, when you were 7 she went to spend the week with her grandparents, and you followed her the whole way and slept outside their garden, 8 years
Damon’s P.O.V. It was Mila. I just knew it, I could feel her. She was in pain, Axel was howling for us to hurry and find her, he felt it too. In the vision I had, I saw a stream and a nearby mountain. Not much to go on usually, but I knew these lands, I knew the borders and I definitely knew that mountain! It was in the heart of Alpha Fangar’s territory, along the stream it bordered with our own but it was so far out we never suspected to look that far away for anything to do with the strangers. If only I had realized, she might be here with me now instead of me racing to find her alive. “Damon! Are you quite sure about this? You are certain its not just your desperation to find her?” My father was worried, I knew he wanted Mila back just as much as I did but I also knew he was wary of starting unfounded wars with neighboring packs. “I know it father, I know what I saw. It was her, she was trying to reach out to me, to make me see, to make me feel!” I had never been more sure of anyt
Narcia’s P.O.V.It worked! I couldn’t believe that it actually worked, I knew the best chance we would have would be if I was to temporarily disable the barrier but even then I was skeptical. I could see Mila’s pack making their way over the river, there were hundreds of them, surely Jett wouldn’t be so stupid as to think he could win over a pack this size. I had better hide too, they know that witch magic was used against them for a time, they had no way of knowing that I now wanted to help. They would kill me on site for sure.All around me members of Jett’s pack gathered, stalking the newcomers, waiting patiently for the opportunity to ambush them. They split off into teams of three, smart move. There were ten times of them compared to Jett’s pack. These wolves wouldn’t stand a chance, but they were just defending a person they believed to be their Alpha if only they knew the truth. One wolf with the forward pack intrigued me, I couldn’t put my finger on why. But he stopped moving…
Chris’s P.O.V.I didn’t like this newcomer. Sister or not, Narcia had told me the stories of her old life, her life even before Jett and it wasn’t always pleasant. The lies, secrets, betrayals, not one of her family tried to reconcile with her after the incident where she saved my fathers life. But still, she was a ridiculously kind soul, and she and Astrid had been in the garden talking for hours now. “What could she possibly have to say that could redeem her actions!” I was pacing back and forth impatiently. Mila and the others were busy putting the lounge back to normal. They had made so much effort to give Ness the perfect hen do, in two days time she would be walking down the aisle to me, making my dreams come true, and now this woman has arrived and will likely spoil everything. “Chris you need to calm down, she IS Narcia’s sister after all and if she wants to give her a chance to explain herself then it is up to us to support her through that. She asked for space, so space is
Narcia’s P.O.V. The girls had dragged me back to the pack house, they blind folded me and giggled away merrily. “Can you see? How many fingers am I holding up and you better not lie to me because I will know?!” Mila warned. “Mila I can’t see a thing so I definitely cannot see how many fingers you are holding up!” I laughed at her, “good, because I wasn’t holding up any!” she laughed back. I heard footsteps approaching, “okay Ness.. are you ready?” I recognized Ebony’s voice a little further away from us. I started to get butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Who knew what I was in for? “TA DAH!” The girls both shouted together, once again allowing my eyes to do their job, it was breathtaking. The lounge area had been transformed, who knew it could look so special. Where there were once dark wooden panels on the walls, they were now draped in beautiful white silk. Little fairy lights were hung all around the ceiling of this new tent like space, the sofas had all been removed and repla
Narcia’s P.O.V. I spent the rest of the weekend doing little jobs here and there, Mila and Ebony were so excited for the wedding they decided to take on the majority of the planning themselves which suited me fine in all honestly, I didn’t fancy the stress of planning my own wedding. Mila’s was different I just thought of ideas and Ebony found the resources. Every now and then I would find myself just staring at my ring, it was beautiful and the fact it was a family heirloom only made it all the more special. Ever since that night at the school Chris has barely left my side, I couldn’t blame him. Even I thought for a moment that I might run away from it all, I am constantly battling with the feeling that he would be so much better off in the world without me. But then the idea of him leaving me invades my mind, and the overwhelming sadness I feel just from the thought of it is too much to bare, if those feelings were even remotely close to how Chris would feel without me, then it woul
Narcia’s P.O.V.What had I done? I’ve ruined everything. One minute I was stood enjoying all the atmosphere of elated students graduating and celebrating and the next I’ve lost control of myself, and ready to murder two young girls! I was a monster. I looked at Chris while in my delirium, the look of shock and fear on his face was too much to bare. But I couldn’t stop. Something inside me wouldn’t let these girls get away with what they had done. I was never the jealous one between me and Chris, but when I saw that thing lock lips with him something inside me changed, he pushed her away which should have been enough for me. But it just wasn’t. I needed to teach her a lesson. I wanted to tear her limb from limb, to gauge her eyes out with a spoon! But the witch inside me preferred a less physical torture, I just inflicted pain inside her instead, no real cause of it, there was nothing she could do to stop it because it was all in her mind, it was the same spell I had used on Mila once
Narcia’s P.O.V.The day of graduation had come. I was back on my feet much quicker than anyone had liked, but I knew my body. And I was fine. Chris always made such a fuss, “I really think you should just stay home with Mila and Zachie. No one would think any different of you for it and I would feel happier knowing you are resting and safe!” Chris called through from the bedroom to the bathroom, I ignored him. He had been badgering me all morning about not pushing myself. “Luna Talia gave me a clean bill of health, I know my own body. I am fine Christopher and I will NOT be missing your big day. Now help me with my dress please…” I exited the bathroom and walked towards my love, he was dressed and ready to go already, he had a navy blue suit, and silver tie, his hair was brushed and styled neatly, and his graduation gown and cap were placed neatly at the end of the bed. I would be the only member of our group not in a graduation gown, high school wasn’t exactly a right of passage for
Chris’s P.O.V.We spent a couple of hours with Zachie, playing in the meadow, showing him the different feel of things, flowers, stones, trees, the river, he loved the outside world almost as much as Ness did. But before long his appetite was getting the better of him, so we took him home. I carried him pretty much the whole way and every now and then I caught a glimpse of Narcia smiling at us. “What are you thinking?” I asked her. “Nothing much. Just how perfect you look right now” she confessed, blushing furiously. I stuck my tongue out at her and continued on the path home.When we arrived back, Mila was sitting in Damon’s lap and Ebony was still fully immersed into her book. The sound of Zachie’s hungry cries alerted everyone to our presence, Mila immediately shot up and ran over to us, “is everything okay? He’s crying.. did something happen?” she said worriedly. “No Mila he’s fine, just a hungry pup again!” Narica giggled. We were all settling down when Alpha Marcus made an appea
Chris’s P.O.V.The next few months went by slowly, we saw the new year in with Mila, Damon and baby Zachie. He grew bigger every day, slowly bringing us all together again. Ebony was softening, gradually turning back into the girl we all knew before Mila’s kidnap. Brad was happier, more relaxed knowing that Ebony wasn’t going to lose her temper at any moment, and Narcia was finally starting to see herself as a valued member of the pack, she helped Talia a lot with different healing potions and ointment, her magic kept the entire pack in peak condition, they were always so happy and full, the elderly members no longer tired and feeble, they were enlightened, energetic almost. The young ones were less rowdy, they had much better self-control over their tempers, there was still the odd unmated wolf who tried to get a little too close to Narcia for my liking, but I too had better control over my emotions, I would give them a swift warning shot, and they would back down quickly. Every day
Narcia’s P.O.V.The world had stopped around us, one minute I was contemplating why on earth Chris would want to have a baby with the likes of me, and the next there was pain. Hurt. I felt the blood drain from my face, I knew who that pain belonged to… it was Mila. “NARCIA! TALIA!” Damon was screaming for us, me and Chris ran through the crowds of people who had gathered around Mila and Damon, she had buckled at the knees and fell to the floor, her glass of tonic in pieces all around us, Damon helped her stand back up and her dress, once a beautiful pure white, now looked more like my own. Blood was dripping down her legs and onto the floor, the hem of her dress dragging through the puddle that now surrounded her, Damon picked her up and carried her back to the house, “ahhh something is wrong.. Narcia! Help me. Mum please! He needs to come out now. He’s dying” She started sobbing, she was frightened and so was I. But me and Luna Talia had been planning for her labor, we didn’t expect
Narcia’s P.O.V.Time went by, the autumn leaves withered and wilted. Eventually the trees were bare, and the mornings we cold and crisp. The whole pack had been filled with the excited buzz of Mila and Damon’s upcoming wedding. With everything that had happened this past year and Mila’s belly growing bigger every day, they decided they would rather have the wedding sooner, while it was still just the two of them. December came around, the winter snow started to fall and every day gone was another day closer to the wedding, and the imminent arrival of the baby. I had spent as much time with Mila as I could, helping her with different tonics and potions to help with her ever growing list of pregnancy ailments, her bump was large, even for a wolf, and even the simplest of tasks for Mila required more effort than she had spare. The day before the wedding was spent pampering her, taking her mind off of everything and just letting her be the blushing bride and happy mother-to-be. I too was