Damon’s P.O.V.Ambushed. We never saw it coming. Chris could tell something wasn’t right, he had a great instinct for that, and if he hadn’t have warned us, we might all already be dead. I must thank him for that later. He took his place in front of me, my father and Talia and ushered us to retreat, I didn’t want to leave him, but I could feel her. I knew she was close and I had to find her. I took off in the opposite direction, back towards the cliffs where the river crossed the caves. ‘Damon.. Damon where are you?’ I could hear Mila in the mind link again, that barrier that surrounded us before had now gone… what had happened? I didn’t care I just needed to find Mila. ‘Mila! I’m here, I’m here!’ I ran into a clearing, as the trees began to disappear, Mila came into view, and she was cornered by Alpha Fangar!We shifted back to human form, and ran towards Mila and Fangar, they too were in human form, and she was protecting another young girl I did not recognize. “FANGAR! STEP. AWAY.
Ebony’s P.O.V.Tonight was a full moon, ironic really. I would have laughed if it hadn’t been so cruel. Mila would have laughed at the irony. I had never seen Damon look so broken, his whole world had been shattered in just a few short days. He lost hope, allowed himself to hope again only to have Mila ripped away from him once again. Ezra had been clinging on to me and Narcia most of the evening, she was distraught, Mila had been the one to show her how life was meant to be, to give her hope. She, of course, would be welcomed in to the pack, along with Narcia, while Damon was swallowed by his grief we took the opportunity to talk to Ezra and Narcia about what had happened, it took a little longer for Narcia to convince Alpha Marcus and Talia that she regretted her actions most whole heartedly, but once we learned that she was Chris’ mate, there wasn’t much left to say. They were so happy to have each other, and their love was overshadowed by their sorrow. Mila had found a way to brin
Book 2 – The Beta’s Cursed Bride.Mila’s P.O.V.Everything was such a blur. One minute we were celebrating our success over Jett and the next the world turned cold, and dark. I don’t even remember falling asleep, but the moon goddess came to me, and told me my time wasn’t yet, and she would grant my wish for Damon to have his second chance at happiness. Then I woke up. Everyone was surrounding me, they all had tears in there eyes, Damon looked the worst, his eyes were dark, sunken into his face but red raw from crying, his hair wasn’t his usually shaggy mess, it was just a mess, his clothes were dirty and tattered, his fingernails filthy, it looked like he hadn’t slept for days. And they were all staring at me…“Damon… what happened? Where are we?” I tried to regain my senses and get a bearing for where we were and why we were here, and why everyone seemed to be so sad. But then it hit me, I died before. But now I was alive… or was everyone else dead? And what did the moon goddess mea
Narcia’s P.O.V. He loves me, he actually said he loves me. Chris had barely left my side since we got back with Mila. I was devastated that I couldn’t save her, it was all my fault. 7 hours earlier. “What have I done Chris? How can I ever forgive myself. How can you even look at me!! You should throw me in the cells and leave me there to rot, Ebony is right even that is more than I deserve! You should tie me to a stake right now and watch me burn for my crimes!” I was broken, sobbing on the floor an absolute mess. I had done many bad things in my lifetime, but this really was the worst. I took a young girl from her home, help to incapacitate her, take her to a prison cell in a cave, enchanted the pack grounds so no one would hear her screams while Demetri tried to force himself on her, tried to force his love on her, what little love he had in him, he would torture her until she broke, and all this I did because I felt some twisted debt towards his father. I lost who I was, I was ba
Chris’s P.O.V.Ness had been gone for nearly half an hour, what could they be talking about in there that is taking this long! ‘Get her back Chris, we need her back, we can’t let them take her, we have only just found her!’ Kuna was pacing back and forth, whining for our mate to be back in our arms, usually when we find our mates we can barely keep our hands off of them, but that is when a wolf finds another wolf, Narcia has no idea how incredibly sexy she is to me, and how I want nothing more than to whisk her upstairs and keep her to myself for days, just admiring everything about her, I thought about every inch of her while she was gone, trying to remember her scent. She has magic in her veins, and she smelt just like wild berries and fresh grass, a combination I never thought I would appreciate, but I guess it came with her being a witch, she was already so connected to the earth around us, it made sense she would smell like it too, it was intoxicating to me. Her violet hair was s
Narcia’s P.O.V.It had been a few hours since Chris had to leave the pack house, I knew he had a temper, you can tell. He covered it well though, he was always so calm that it was hard to believe he could be as angry as he was. But after what they explained about the sentence Ebony had requested, I could understand his and Kuna’s reaction. Me and Mila cleaned up the mess from Chris shifting, Damon had gone after Chris to make sure he was safe and not hurting himself or anyone else, Kuna had a lot of respect for Axel, the same as Chris had for Damon. I knew he would be safe with Damon and Axel with him, it didn’t take long and I soon heard Mila’s stomach growl, she was hungry again. I laughed, “well I think it is safe to say that little man has quite the appetite already! Lets go get you both something else to eat…” I rustled up a few different things, every time Mila fancied something, the baby had other ideas and she was soon put off again, eventually they settled on steak. An inter
19 years ago. Narcia’s P.O.V.“NESS!! COME ON.. WE WILL BE LATE!” My mother, a beautiful woman, a talented witch and a loving mother. But impatient to say the least. Today was a big day, me, my mother and three sisters have been invited to the palace to dine with the High Priest and Priestess of the coven. Very few people were ever invited there and it was always to bestow a huge honor. I was the youngest of four daughters, Trishenna; my mother, had been taking care of us for as long as I could remember. We weren’t universally liked in the community, my mother however was the best seamstress in the lands, she could make anything and it would always be perfect, she worked harder than most however as she was alone. My father Mikkell, died when I was still just a baby. He was a traitor to the coven and punished for his crimes, he was burnt at the stake for treason against the High Priestess. My mother never told us exactly what happened, she chose to try and forget it happened and move
The next morning I was rudely awoken by my three sisters all shuffling and shouting in my room, they had just let themselves in and were arguing over what I should wear for my big day. “Good morning to you too girls! You couldn’t think of a nicer way of waking me up…” I must have fallen asleep after reading dad’s letters. I shot up out of bed with a start, where had my letters gone. Did the girls read them? What if they knew about Morgana, their lives would be in danger too. Just then my mother walked in, “Ah you are awake my love, not difficult given the your sisters are acting like zoo animals! Don’t worry yourself I cleaned up all your things before they were let loose in here.” I knew what she meant, she had already packed away everything I didn’t want seen.Dress after dress was thrown in my direction, each of them had something wrong according to one of my sisters, and not once did they ask for my opinion. “Enough girls! I have a dress picked out for Narcia already, but you only
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