CHAPTER 85 NATALIA As I opened my eyes, I was jolted awake from the realm of my vision and back into reality. My heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the sweat drenching my clothes. It took me a moment to catch my breath and to get my body to respond again. It was as if my muscles had been paralyzed, and it took another minute for me to be able to see and hear clearly.As I focused on my surroundings, I saw Daniel sitting beside me on the bed. His hand was tightly clutching mine, and I could see the fear and concern etched on his face. When he finally let go of my hand, I could see the deep imprints his fingers had left on my skin.He looked at me with worry in his eyes, and I could feel the fear he must have experienced while I was lost in my vision. I reached out to touch his face, trying to reassure him that I was okay. As I did, I could feel the emotion radiating from him, and it was as if his fear was contagious.I awoke with a start, gasping for breath. My eyes quic
CHAPTER 86~ NATALIA I looked out the window of my room, the sun was setting behind the horizon, painting the sky with a beautiful mix of orange and pink. The breeze was cool and gentle, rustling the leaves of the trees and carrying the sweet fragrance of the blooming flowers when I was talking to my brother about our childhood memories that I saw in the visions.As I was telling him a story, suddenly I remembered that man. The one who had told my savior to keep me safe and that I would play an important role in his life when I came of age. I couldn't recall his face or his name, but the memory of his words was etched deeply in my mind. I stopped talking mid-sentence and looked at my brother, my eyes wide with wonder."What is it?" he asked, noticing the change in my expression."Do you remember that man?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "The one who said I would play an important role in his life?"Daniel looked confused and shook his head, "No, I don't remember anyone lik
CHAPTER 87 NATALIA"Stay away from that woman," he had said with a serious tone, one I had never heard from him before. My curiosity was piqued and I found myself more determined than ever to find out what connection my brother had with this mysterious woman.As I walked, my mind raced with all the possible reasons for his warning. Who was she? Why did she matter to my brother? And, most importantly, how was she connected to my past? I had always felt like a piece of my history was missing, and maybe this woman held the key to unlocking that part of my life."Do you know what happened to our parents after they...," I trailed off, the thought of their potential fate too painful to utter aloud. My brother and I sat in silence for a moment, both lost in our own thoughts. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to continue, "after they went to fight along with Alpha Davis and Veronica?"At the mention of Veronica's name, I could feel my anger boil inside of me. That woman was a
CHAPTER 88DANIEL MCALLISTERI was crouched beside her, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My sister, the only family I had left, lay motionless on the bed, her breaths shallow and irregular. Panic welled up inside me as I realized that she might not make it. I had been so blinded by my own greed, my own desire for power, that I had failed to see the harm I was causing her.The memories of the past flooded my mind. I remembered the days when we were young, and she was always there to cheer me up when I was down. She had always been my rock, my constant source of support. And now, I had failed her in the worst way possible.I shook my head, trying to banish the thoughts from my mind. I couldn't afford to wallow in self-pity right now. I needed to focus on finding a way to help her.As I gazed down at her still form, I felt a deep sense of guilt and remorse. I had been the one who had gotten involved with Alpha Romeo, the notorious bastard. I had joined
CHAPTER 89 DANIEL MCALLISTERI could feel the weight of Natalia's gaze as she asked me the reason why I had left her alone in the wooden cabin. The memories of that time flooded back to me and I was momentarily lost in thought. I had been so young, barely a man, and the burden of our parents' responsibilities had been too much for me to bear. I was afraid and unsure of how to face them, so I did the only thing I could think of at the time – I ran away.But I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. I couldn't bear the thought of breaking her heart and causing her pain. So, instead, I lied and told her that I had gone back to find her but I couldn't locate her. The moment the words left my mouth, I felt my soul curse me for my cowardice and dishonesty.At that moment, as I gazed upon my sister Natalia's innocent face, a wave of guilt washed over me. I had made a mistake, a mistake that could cost me the one person who meant everything to me. I had always prided myself on my honest
CHAPTER 90NATALIAThe room was silent as the woman who had saved my life entered, her footsteps echoing softly on the wooden floor. I was in the middle of a conversation with my brother Daniel, but when he heard her voice, I could see a change coming over him. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched tightly, and he stood up from the bed, marching towards her.The two conversed in hushed tones, but I could not hear what was being said. My recent rejection from my mate had left me feeling weak, and my sense of hearing was not as sharp as it once was. However, the tension between them was palpable, and I could sense that Daniel was warning the woman about something.Despite the softness of their conversation, the room felt as though it was charged with electricity, every muscle in my body was tensed, waiting for something to happen. But then, just as suddenly as he had appeared, Daniel turned on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving the woman standing there, her eyes fixed on me.For
CHAPTER 91NATALIA As Elvina regaled me with the details of the upcoming Blood Moon ceremony, her eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation. The way she described it made the event sound like a magical and wondrous celebration, filled with ancient traditions and mystic rituals that were sure to captivate anyone who witnessed them.Despite my initial skepticism, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and intrigue building within me. Even though I knew it wasn't directly related to my own pack, the idea of being a part of such a unique and special event was too tantalizing to resist.As it turned out, fate had different plans in store for me, as Romeo - now the alpha of both packs- had decided to bring the ceremony to our very doorstep. The prospect of experiencing the Blood Moon ritual firsthand filled me with an eagerness that I hadn't felt in quite some time, and I found myself looking forward to the event with growing excitement.Perhaps, I thought, this would be the di
CHAPTER 92NATALIAAs I watched Romeo cozying up to Elvina, my heart sank into the pit of my stomach. I had already decided to leave the pack, but seeing him act so indifferent to my departure made the urge to leave even more palpable. It was as if the walls of the forest were closing in on me, and I couldn't breathe.Seeing him now, acting like I meant nothing to him, hurt more than I could ever express.Elvina, the elven queen, had come to us for the blood moon ceremony, and Romeo had taken an immediate liking to her. I couldn't blame him, I was beautiful, but the way he was acting around her as if I wasn't even there, was too much to bear.When Elvina asked him to make me stay, I had hoped that he would come to his senses and convince me to stay. But instead, he chose to be the jerk he had become and said he would not stop me. His expression was as hard as stone as if we were never related once. It was like a knife through my heart.As they turned to leave, I couldn't help but feel
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is