After our kiss on the rooftop, Spike took my hand and led me to his favourite place to eat in the city. I was a little surprised when he brought me to a nightclub and also a little disappointed because I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten. When he saw the look on my face, he laughed. "Sorry, princess. I probably should have said something else."I shrugged it off as he grabbed my hand, leading me to the front of the line, where the bouncer lifted the role, letting us walk straight in. As we walked down the stairs, the sound of loud music filled my ears, the bass vibrating through my body. Spike led me to a reserved table in the VIP section, ordering drinks and gesturing for me to take a set, which I did. A tall-skin blonde girl came over, taking a seat on spikes lap. Moving her hair from her neck, she allowed him to drink from her. Jealousy hit me. I didn't like that he was touching someone that wasn't me, but I knew that he had to drink blood, and I wasn't going to allow him
We danced for hours, spike feeding me his blood to keep my high going. I never wanted tonight to end. I had never felt more alive and free in my life, like nothing could touch me, but as the club was starting to clear out, Spike pulled me in close to him. "come on, princess, we better get home," he kissed my cheek before grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door. I didn't want to leave, but I knew that I had to stay with Spike if I wanted to keep feeling the way that I was. His blood was addictive. As we made our way back to Spike's basement, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up on me. The high from his blood was starting to wear off. Spike led me into his dimly lit basement, where he sat me down on the couch and poured us both another drink. As we sipped in silence, I couldn't help but think about how Spike had become a vampire and what things he had done with his life. "You know," Spike finally spoke up, breaking the quiet between us. "You're not like any
I fell asleep and stayed asleep for some time; when I woke up, Spike was over, sitting in a chair, just watching me sleep. A flashback of something similar that Brax had done came flashing into my head, but I pushed it anyway as I didn't want to think about him; I just wanted to forget about him and my past. "I thought you were never going to wake up," Spike said as soon as he saw me and my eyes.Sitting up, I looked around the room. Since all the windows were blacked out, it was hard to tell what the time was. "How long was I asleep for?" I asked."All bloody day," he replied as he got up and came towards me. My head was pounding from all the alcohol and vampire blood I had drunk last night. Yet, my body still craved more blood; I thought I would have woken up hungry since I hadn't eaten in days, but instead, all I wasn't was spikes of blood. Spike sat down on the edge of the couch, looking at me with concern in his eyes. "You really went all out last night, didn't you?" he said,
I tried to ignore his words, but they lingered in my mind as I made my way through the dark streets. The darkness inside me continued to whisper, tempting me to give in to its power completely. I knew that it was wrong to do the things it wanted me to do, and I knew that if I kept letting it control me, I would lose myself forever, but losing myself to the darkness was better than having to feel the pain that I felt from losing my baby. But as I walked, I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at me. Spike's words struck a chord within me, reminding me of the consequences of my actions and the importance of controlling the darkness that threatened to consume me. The darkness in me was stronger than anything, and the more I gave in to it, the more it grew.I found myself torn between the two conflicting sides of myself – the powerful being that revelled in chaos and destruction and the part of me that still held onto a sliver of humanity.As I wandered aimlessly through the n
We walked a few blocks before stopping in front of a dimly lit store. Pushing open the door, bells rang. As we did, I gripped Spikes' hand tighter. "It's okay; I would never do anything to hurt you, Luna," he said softly.I followed Spike into the dimly lit store, my heart pounding in my chest. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew that I needed help. The air was thick with the scent of herbs and incense, and a sense of unease washed over me as we approached a figure standing behind the counter.The woman had dark, piercing eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. She looked at me with a mixture of curiosity and concern, as if she could see right through me. "What brings you here, child?" she asked in a voice that sent shivers down my spine. "your darkness is not welcome here.""This is Luna, the girl I told you about," Spike explained. The woman nodded before she turned her gaze back to me. "You carry a heavy burden, Luna," she said softly. "But there is hope for you yet."She moti
"You're not safe here, Luna," his voice came into my head before he lost his grip on me.I scrambled to my feet, shaking with fear and uncertainty. The wolf's words echoed in my mind, a reminder of the dangers that surrounded me. But I knew I couldn't give up, not now.With a fierce determination, I faced the wolf head-on, ready to defend myself at all costs. As we circled each other, growls and snarls filling the air, I felt a surge of power within me. This was my fight, my chance to prove that I was strong enough to survive. I lugged at him, but he sidestepped me, coursing me to hit the wall that was behind him. he stood over me once more, staring down at me. "you have been fullish, not training your wolf, instead only focusing on your witch powers." he took a step back showing me he was not here to fight me. "I'm here to warn you, Luna, of the things that want to cause you harm.""I can look after myself," I spat back, hoping I was doing this mind-link thing right so he would hear
I went and got dressed before heading back to where Spike was. Taking a seat in front of him, I readied myself to hear him out. he looked nervous as he stared at me. Clearing his throat, he started. "over 500 years ago, I made some very bad choices, which led to me stealing something very important from Sylva. It was a necklace that held great power and significance to her. I didn't realize the consequences of my actions at the time, but as soon as she found me with her necklace, she placed a curse on me." he paused, his eyes filled with regret."What kind of curse?" I asked him, my heart pounding in my chest.Spike took a deep breath before continuing. "It was a curse that transformed me into something...something dark and twisted. I became the first ever vampire."I couldn't understand how that curse was so bad. She had given him the chance to live forever, but at what cost? Spike explained that the curse not only turned him into a vampire but also condemned him to an eternity of dar
I tried over the next few days to keep my distance from Spike, but it did not go very well at all. Whenever I'm around him, I can't control the way I feel. My body craves him, and I don't understand why the more I try to resist him, the more I'm pulled towards him. Every time our eyes met, a surge of desire shot through me, leaving me breathless and wanting more. It was like a magnetic force that I couldn't escape, no matter how hard I tried. There is something different about my connection with Spike compared to Brax. With Brax, it was all-consuming and intense, a deep longing that consumed every fibre of my being. But with Spike, it was more physical, a primal need that seemed to come from somewhere deep within me. I loved having sex with Brax. He always got me to where I needed to be, but with Spike, he just sent me into another planet filled with excitement. I find myself constantly craving his blood, needing the rush of power and exhilaration that came with feeding from him. It w
Braxs PovThe early morning air carried a crispness that hinted at change—something tangible yet elusive, whispering through the trees as if nature itself were weaving a new tale in its timeless language. I watched the horizon, where colors bled into each other like the vibrant strokes of an artist with a vision unexplained.Standing at the edge of our family's sanctuary, I felt a twinge of anticipation, a thrill that stirred at the edges of my soul. These lands had seen the best and worst of us, and yet they remained steady as ever—a testament to the strength within us all.My thoughts drifted to Luna, her spirit as unwavering as the earth beneath our feet. Her presence was a beacon, a light that guided me through the darkest caverns of our shared past. Our journey had not been one of sole survival; it was a series of rebirths, a rediscovery of what it meant to love unconditionally and stand unwavering amidst life's trials.From the doorway, Luna joined me, her hand slipping effortles
Lunas povThe morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, cradling a cup of herbal tea, allowing the warmth to seep into my hands. My mind drifted, tracing the path that led us here to this serene moment of peace and love, unfathomable five years ago.Brax stirred beside me, his presence a constant rock in the ever-shifting tides of our lives. Our journey had been one of trials and triumph, of darkness and light, yet here we were, stronger for all we had endured.As I reflected on our life, a soft knock on the door brought me back to the present. "Come in," I called gently, watching as Daisy peeked through the door, her face lit with the innocence of childhood."Mum, are you ready for breakfast?" she asked, her voice a sweet melody of excitement.I nodded, feeling the pang of joy her presence always sparked. "I'll be right out, darling," I assured her, watching as she slipped away, her laughter echoing down
Lunas Pov5 years laterThe sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues across the gathering. The pack was buzzing with excitement, the air thick with joy and the mingling scents of family and home. My hand rested comfortably on my growing belly, and a sense of contentment filled every corner of my being. Glancing at Brax, who stood beside me with a smile that lit up his face, I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to everything that brought us here.Five years. It felt like an eternity, and yet like a fleeting moment at the same time. A single tear slipped down my cheek as I remembered the moment that changed everything—the day I discovered I wasn't just an ordinary human. That realization transformed my world, leading me to a life filled with love, trials, and unexpected magic.Brax noticed my tear and squeezed my hand gently, his touch steady and reassuring. "Is everything okay, Luna?" he asked softly, his deep voice grounding me.With a deep breath, I nodded, feeling the
Brax's povStepping into a sea of familiar faces, a thunderous cheer rose, echoing across the clearing. Each voice felt like a tether, anchoring me back to the world I'd left behind. The chorus of my pack, a symphony of belonging, reminded me that home was a place of hearts, not walls."Luna and Brax!" Nick boomed, his voice commanding the noise to hush. His eyes twinkled with the warmth of a father figure reunited with his son. "Let's welcome back our Alpha, who's fought his way back to us."Luna squeezed my hand, a silent reassurance that her strength was mine to lean on. My heart swelled with gratitude as I looked upon faces marked with traces of anticipation and hope."It's good to be back," I managed, my voice a mix of pride and vulnerability. "And I promise, no matter what challenges lie ahead, we will face them together."The world around me blurred slightly as tears unspoken moistened my eyes. Years of imprisonment had reshaped my soul—etched scars deeper than visible, but far
Brax's povAs the first light of day seeped into the room, casting a warm glow over Luna and me, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. The night had been a testament to our love, a reaffirmation of the bond that had withstood every storm.I watched as Luna lay beside me, her breathing slow and even, her dark hair splayed out like a halo against the pillow. She looked peaceful, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, so did I. I reached out, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, marveling at the simple truth that she was here, with me, after everything we had endured.The past years had been hell one that i thought i would never escape but yet here i was with the one that my heat would always belong to in my arms. i had been to scared to sleep incase i woke up and this was all a dream.As Luna stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, a soft smile graced her lips, a beacon of warmth and light. "Morning," she mumbled, her voice still lac
Luna's POVThe night was silent, the house settling around us with a familiar creak here and a gentle sigh there. Brax’s closeness was a tangible comfort, a warmth that seeped into the marrow of my bones, chasing away the chill that had settled during those years of separation.As Brax and I sat on the edge of the bed, the space seemed to pulse with energy, a gossamer thread of tension weaving its way through the air. His presence was a steady beacon, a reassuring reminder that we were here—to face the ghosts of our past and the infinite potential of our future.He reached out, running his fingers through the strands of my long black hair, the touch achingly tender. "I never forgot how your hair felt," he murmured, a hint of awe in his voice. His words were a gentle balm, each syllable soaking into my skin with the promise of something new growing from the heartache.I smiled faintly, my heart swelling with love. "I missed you every day," I admitted, my voice soft, infused with truth.
As we walked through the door of what should have been home, the familiar scent of wood and fire warmed my senses, but there was a heaviness surrounding us, a weight only time apart could place on us. Brax's hand brushed against mine, a silent anchor in the sea of emotions swirling within. We were home, yet the ground beneath us felt unsteady, the space between us filled with years of separation, of longing and uncertainty. as they others left to give us space allowing us the space we needed to mend the fractures of our past.As Seb turned to leave, his footsteps hesitant on the wooden floor, something within me urged to bridge the chasm that had silently grown between us. "Seb," I called, my voice barely above a whisper, yet it ricocheted off the walls with enough force to stop him in his tracks. He turned, and in his eyes, I saw a complicated dance of emotions—a hurt that ran deep, but also something akin to relief."Thank you, Seb," I began, feeling the heaviness of the years I co
Lunas povWith Daisy still and silent in my arms, every heartbeat felt like a countdown, every breath a whisper of hope against a cacophony of doubt. I pressed her closer, feeling the gentle thud of her heartbeat sync with my own, a silent message that connected us beyond words. Around us, the world was a muted blur, the woods standing like silent sentinels to our moment of desperate longing.The others—Brax, Seb, Nick—hovered nearby, their presence a fragile shield against despair. They knew as well as I did that this was a turning point, a brink from which we might not return. But being surrounded by them, by their belief and love, was like standing on the edge of something profound—an abyss, yes, but one that held the promise of transformation.Seb, still at my side, murmured quietly, "She's strong, Luna. Just like her mum." His words were a balm, soothing some of the rawness within, a testament to the resilience passed on from me to my daughter. Daisy had always been different—uni
Luna's POVWhen consciousness slowly drifted back to me, the world was a blurred edge of shadows and whispers. Pain clawed through every fibre of my being, leaving me weak and frozen in its tight grip. The darkness had been so consuming, a cacophony of voices that resisted every attempt at awakening. Yet, here I was, lying awake in a world that tilted between reality and dreams.Warmth enveloped me like a cocoon cutting through the cold. I blinked, trying to dispel the haze obscuring my vision, and then I saw him. Seb's face hovered above me, his expression etched with profound relief and something more—love? The sight was as grounding as it was bewildering.He held me gently, his arms a barrier against the remnants of nightmares. "Luna," he whispered, voice steady yet thick with emotion. Memories surged like a torrent, and I staggered under the weight of them. The things I'd done, the darkness I'd embraced—it all came crashing back. Panic threatened to surface, but I pushed it down,