3rd Point of View.The blue moon is shining bright, dominating the broad serenity of the dark sky. It was the night when Lucy, the keeper of the Moonstone, gave birth to a healthy werewolf she named Faye. Although she was having a hard time, Lucy tried her best to reach Faye, wanting to rest in her chest. The cold wind passed along with the falling tears of Lucy while realizing, she is now a real mother. After several months of waiting.Giving birth in the middle of the forest, hiding from the dangerous werewolf packs, how far did Lucy have to go just to keep Faye safe? She hugged Faye that is bathed in blood while thinking of the future events that Faye might face."She's safe and healthy," the midwife breaks the silence. Lucy gave her a look, but couldn't find words."Thank you, Gora," she responded.Gora looked away. She felt nervous while passing the baby to Lucy, and Lucy notices it. It's as if Gora sensed something while holding Faye, and is not planning to inform Lucy. Why does
3rd Point of View. The prophecy. It's even harder now to escape from humility. Damion screamed and wolf out. His drooling mouth pointed into Faye's precious body. Faye is not bothered to move, not even scared of him. But Damion wants her, he wanted to kill her. For some reason, there's a part of him that wanted to break the rules, although it would cost his life. But the fact that he's in danger too, stopped him. Faye laughed while looking at the helpless Damion, wanting to humiliate him even more. Continuously breathing, desperately hoping that Faye wasn't his mate. But his wolf says otherwise. He can feel it inside. That feeling a while ago of wanting to kill, turn into a desire to mate. "Who sent you here?" asks Jacob vulnerably. He has numerous wounds, some of which are fatal. "Sombermane? Or Starry Banes?" Damion looked away. Faye thought he was about to leave and escape, so he held his arms, and wanted to pull him inside their unit, and lock him up. As soon as she hold him, t
Faye's Point of View. I remember, there was a cloudy dark smoke dominating my eyesight before I completely closed my eyes. Cold air simply covers my body. It's as if I was being blanketed using an ice blanket. The first thing that comes into my mind, is Damion. I hate that he has to be connected to my pain. Responsibility for taking care of my body is not my thing. I wanted to be a wild alcohol drinker until I'm crawling because of intoxication, party with my friends in a club where hot boys do come, and no one can be blamed if ever I got into an accident and die. His appearance in my life is quite disturbing. The first day of the meeting, and I'm already feeling humiliated when my wolf rushed in wanting to mate. In front of my parents, my coquettishness showed that I try hard to hide! And now, there's an arrow intoxicating my body slowly, spreading all the poisons extracted into the arrow. Now, instead of just thinking about myself healing, I will also think about him endlessly wit
Faye's Point of View. My hands are tied with Damion using leaves. My eyes are still blurry and I'm having a severe headache. I couldn't open it, all I feel is a weakened body. Why? What happened to me? Then I just remember. When Damion was still unconscious, how come I don't feel anything when we couldn't wake him up? "It's because you are the one who caused him that pain." Who's that? Someone heard me when I'm speaking in my head? "You're not speaking in your head, this is your subconscious, and I am your wolf." M-my wolf? My god. I could speak with my wolf using thoughts. "Oh please, stop making me roll my eyes again. Yes, you could! This is your subconscious, you idiot." Now, I'm the one who's rolling my eyes. My wolf is part of my personality, so it means we are one. But how come she angers me when she speaks? "It's just simple to answer. It's because you hate yourself. Ugh, I'm not here to answer your stupidity, okay? I'm here to tell you to watch your mate. This is the f
Faye's Point of View. Damion's cold temperature makes me worried sick. At the same time, it makes me think of multiple questions. The fact that he wanted to hide when he was about to wolf out is enough for me to wonder. His eyes are burning red, and his fangs, claws, and fur are starting to grow. I feel so scared. Nonconsciously, I stepped a little backward, showing an initial sign of fear. Despite how hard I tried to hide my fear so he won't feel so different about himself, my gestures failed to recognize my thoughts. It's like it has its own life. "Go outside," says Damion, looking away. He's hugging himself, shivering with cold. I can't afford to see him like this. Having two options is a privilege, but I'm turning it down. I fought my fear and went near him. Although there's a part of me that doesn't like it, I still hugged him. Damion struggled to get away- to push me away... but I'm not letting him. I let him struggle to fight my embrace until he gets tired and submits himsel
3rd Point of View. Jacob was bothered because of the Moon Goddess' response regarding his prayer. All he wanted is to protect his daughter. Is it too much to ask for? After all, it wasn't Faye, Jacob, or Lucy's fault that Faye is bound to have an excruciating painful life. It was the Moon Goddess' fault for partnering Faye with a man who wanted to kill her— whose mission is to end her life. Jacob was preoccupied as he walked back to Lowell's Villa. After Chandra says her last line, she immediately disappears from Jacob's naked eye. Even if he wanted to change his decision or ask so many questions, Moon Goddess already forbids him by disappearing without a clue of when she'll re-appear. Lucy welcomed Jacob, worried sick. "Why are you home so late?" she asked while wiping Jacob's sweats. Jacob couldn't answer as soon as he was questioned. The question has also been forgotten when Lowell appeared, together with Fatima. Lowell looked so troubled. He couldn't even open his mouth to de
Damion's Point of View. Pounding joy couldn't escape my heart. I almost thought she despise me because of my sudden disappearance without notice or at least a sign that I'm still alive. I'm glad she didn't stop finding me, even though there's a hundred percent chance she will only find my remains. Her effort is beyond thoughtful, she's limitless and brave. I answered her before she rejected my intimate hug. "Just like you, I also wondered why. But we can still change this, okay?" I answered while holding back my outburst to laugh and release my overflowing romantic excitement. She pulled my arms and put them at the back of me— showing an initial sign of attacking. Answering, "Am I a laughingstock to you, Mr. Damion?" This time, the urge to laugh can no longer be hidden, so I let it out while trying to get my arms out of my back. I was about to answer. We were having fun and almost own the entire night, making it OUR night. But the Alpha King appeared. I can see his anger even in t
Faye's Point of View. Only a few inches away from the random man's face, near to kissing him. Only one move and Damion will kiss the random man unconsciously. But right now, I'm pretty sure he didn't care for anything else other than hurting that man whose planning to hit on me. It feels like he was out of this world and thinks he can do anything without anyone's approval. Whispering, "This is what happens to a man who can't be told once. This is what'll happen to a man who wanted to control my woman." Damion glared at the man, soaked in blood and damaged face, before he completely let go of his collar, coming back to drag me out of that place again. God damn it. My chest is about to come out. I can even feel my hot cheeks, probably is burning red right now. When he holds my hand, there was heat and spark that traveled through it, going to the passage of my veins, passing through my heart, and leading to my brain. Unconsciously, I stopped even when we were not so far from the bar. I
Faye’s Point of View. My body was asleep, I know exactly my condition right now, but what are these I’m seeing? Mists? It’s blurry, I could be dreaming. No, I mean, I SHOULD be dreaming. Because if not, I refuse this fate. I saw my wolf, reaching for another wolf, in the form of a mist. She was struggling to meet the other wolf… whom I know I recognized. But my wolf couldn't, it was a painful thing, but she wasn't doing this because she wants Ralph's wolf, she was dictated to mate with the wolf. She was forced. Sometimes, all the things you wouldn’t want to happen to you will come and haunt you in your dream. I’m lucky I know that, because I could use it as an excuse for all of these things I’m seeing. Abruptly, I was pulled back to reality I didn’t even know how. On the brink of an eye, I saw Damion, kissing my lips. Or, was he? It seems like he's not. When our eyes met, my eyes widened, as well as his. We yelled at each other and pushed ourselves to the opposite side of us. It
3rd Point of View. “I’m afraid we lost them, Alpha King,” said the manager of all the hostages, his name is Spencer, a mere human. Alpha King wreaked havoc inside. He was desperate for getting the moonstone, obsessed with Faye! He was near to getting the moonstone in his very hands, but his stupid people are just reminding the Alpha King what’s their nature— a useless and nonsense human. This whole thing stirred old beliefs Alpha King has for humans. He wolfed out. The cape that’s been covering the scars on his back and the crown placed on his head is now removed.Joseph, Alpha King’s name, disrobe his royal title, only to bring chaos in the middle of the sea where innumerable species have been caught and are still inside the ship. One by one, using his large and sharp claws, he tore apart the human’s body in two. His only target is their heart, and he eats it. Every time he eats a human heart, his strength multiplies, his body is growing large, and his wolf ability is increasing.
Faye's Point of View.Damion's transformation, I know I've seen this before, back in the villa of uncle Lowell and auntie Fatima. However, still, I find myself in awe watching him shift. He was beautiful when he shifted, beautiful and pleasing to the eyes, unlike the usual werewolf, I've seen shift before my eyes. Exactly how it happened back then, it's kind of repeating right now, and I'm seeing it before my eyes. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO?!One thing's for sure… this is beyond stupefying. From his hot topless physique, all his silver furs appear to cover all parts of his body while Damion screams in pain. But what's so painful about wolfing out? I mean, it's part of our natural things to do as a werewolf, how can't he do it properly?It's as if this was his first time feeling the heat, burn, and almost rip apart a body in two.I caressed his cheeks… he started tearing up. I felt the ache in my heart too. At this rate, I'm pretty sure I know nothing about how he feels right now. But
3rd Point of View."F-Faye?"In a matter of seconds, Jacob dropped Lucy's body on the ground carefully, tearing and excited to see his daughter again, he run into the midst of the crowds. There were mixed beings running to reach Faye. Beings at the back were stranded and struggling to reach her. It's rather snug there than the bees inside their beehive, even moving your hand is difficult. One small move, or not move at all, and you're hurt. Crowds were all surrounding Faye. Almost near to holding her hand, Jacob tears up— but a loud bang, an abrupt attack to be exact, put a stop to his illusion. Lives have been taken, lights were taken down, and he sees nothing but a dark and brutal crime scene. His wolf eyes rapidly move to find Faye.Someone took her and covered her mouth."NO!" he yelled and run. Yet, Hunter pulled his hand. "Where are you going?" asked Hunter "It's no use, we had to run now before anyone sees us. You wouldn't be able to save her even if you managed to reach your
3rd Point of View."No!" Hunter shouted as Lucy was about to get struck by the spears from the intruders. Jacob already did his job— protected Lucy. He pushed Lucy down, while the spears penetrated his hand in the middle. Looks like he was crucified, but not exactly at the cross like Christ. Jacob shifted. He tried to control his temper, but now his control was all gone. He was gravely furious. His Alpha spirit— his wolf to be exact— overrules him. He attacked every single intruder, while Hunter was accompanying Lucy to get out of his hut through the hole he personally made.Jacob was yelling. It's even easier now to put them down at once that infuriation leads him. All of the intruders shifted too. It got a little difficult, but Jacob still managed. He was bleeding, his hand rather, endlessly. But the way he fights seemed it's nothing and doesn't hurt at all."You who dared to kill my wife! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!" he roared. That particular man was bitten disgustingly through his che
Faye's Point of View.Yelling, punching, loud banging— side to side— I've been bombarded. I was almost about to pass out because of the fact that I couldn't take all of this shit anymore. It was all nonsense to continue interfering and asking not to fight if their own gut is what will they act upon. No words will ever gonna change their mindset. It's like having to ask someone for an explanation when you've already judged them in your head. Ugh, sucked these two.Giving up, I sat at the edge of the bed, opened the top layer of the drawer beside the bed, took out pringles, eat it simply. I acted as if nothing was happening in front of me. That will just give me much more things to think about if I do bother about it.I'm not finishing half of the pringles, and silence rumbled to my ears. Ouch, I almost ruin my eardrums. The silence is too loud to even handle, so I need to break it. "What?" I asked, crunching the pringles inside my mouth, and I don't even know why I did that. "What is
Faye's Point of View.I woke up confused.My eyes roamed around, familiarizing where I could be right now. I tried to move around, and shackles resound. Still not convinced that Damion and I didn't make it to the end of the shore, but my eyes instantly opened wide when I heard shackles. But this place is quite different than where we were placed. Damn, what is this kind of shit they have done to us?"You're finally awake," someone spoke behind me. He was familiar. I jerked my head and looked for him. It was Ralph— the traitor prison guard. "You again? Ugh, you suck," I mumbled, rolling my eyes."I'm sorry about what happened earlier—" he apologized rapidly."Come on, I don't need that," I interrupted."You need to—""Shush.""But I was—""Shush."Ralph released a deep sigh, closing his eyes. I think he was trying to calm himself and collect some courage to speak up once again after being continuously rejected.This is fucking insanely hilarious! God damn it. He looked so pissed off
Faye's Point of View. "NO!" I shouted, pulling back my hand as I whimpered in fear, while my voice trembled. I could feel the edge of my eyes getting wetter and wetter. "Don't you dare," blew Damion. I hid behind him, and he's supporting it with his hand— covering me from the danger. "Decide quickly. Whether you come with me or not, spit your decision right now. Your captors are about to come and fetch you," the prison guard snarled. When I look at him, he wasn't blinking. His straight eyes are sharply gazing upon Damion. Even his fist are crunching. I don't know why he's acting like this. Maybe my guts failed me this time. Such a shame that I couldn't uncover his hidden thoughts behind those eyes. "We'll escape on our own," Damion finally responded after a long pause. "You didn't even know this place. How could you speak confidently after all?" the prison guard sarcastically replied with a smirk on his face— completely looking down on Damion. "We're in the middle of the sea. Ho
Faye's Point of View. Falling down STRAIGHT from stairs is like it could pass to America's Got Talent contest, and I need the reward now. Damion and I fell down at the same time but were later tossed in an opposite way when we reached the bottom. "What is that noise?!" the prison guard asked. I was stuttering to answer him, I don't even know how to start making words. When I looked at Damion, he was calmer than I am. Pretty sure, he's been here and was not surprised to see this hidden basement. "What the hell, Faye, come on up!" he whispered while his teeth were sticking as if he was about to yell but couldn't do it. Damion pulled me up, as our chains resounded. When we got up, the stupid chains tripped Damion, resulting to trip me too. Now, I'm on top of him. The prison guard came in. He looks like he was about to punch Damion. I don't understand how he looked right now, it's just blunt and confusing. It speaks volumes of emotions I couldn't fathom.He went outside without a w