CallistaAfter I take a shower and get dressed in some comfortable evening clothes, I leave my room for Theon's and knock on his door. "Wait just a minute!" A small voice comes from the other side of the door, followed by noises of someone running around. “Oh, okay,” wandering what he’s doing, I lean on the wall by the door until he’s ready.The door finally opens, and Theon emerges with an enthusiastic, “Hey!”"Hi," I greet him, a smile playing on my lips. He’s quite red and out of breath."Well, please come on in," he moves over from the door and gestures into his room with a swoop of his hand.Giving him a weird look, and I walk into the room and gasp. His whole bedroom is lit up with candles. A soft orange glow basks the entire room with serenity as candles of all shapes and sizes burn with low lights. On the floors, there is a path formed by two lines of candles leading to Theon's spacious balcony, where a table is laid out for two on a pleasantly embroidered white tablecloth.
CallistaMy breath hitches at those words and a thousand butterflies unleash in my stomach. Uncertainty battles with hope and anticipation. I open my mouth to reply, but I find that suddenly words have escaped me. Theon was wrong when he said that I’m the surprising one. The truth is, he surprises me every time."Callista," Theon asks, concerned. "Is something wrong?" That's when I realize I am not breathing.I close my mouth and breathe through my nose, soothing my burning lungs, and calming myself down in the process."Nothing. Just that I did not expect you to say that today." I reply in a dreamy, breathy tone. "You...you want to mate with me?""Yes, I do. If you accept it of course." "So suddenly? Like...today?!" My frantic mind starts to overreact upon being bombarded with this unexpected news.Did he want us to mate right now? Was that why he organized the date in the first place? To ask me to mate with him? I mean, physically I was more than ready but mentally. I mean, I do
Callista The next morning, I wake up snuggling Theon, feeling happier than ever.The morning sun rays stream into the room, paler now as the fall keeps fading. In about three weeks, winter will be upon us. Distantly, I wonder if it will snow. Back in the Leighwen pack, it snowed in winter. The Rexellen pack isn't that far away, so I guess the same climate applies here as well. We are both clothed because we didn't do anything last night. After cleaning up the dishes from dinner, we just cuddle more in bed, talking about anything and everything.Then Theon cleans all the candles out from last night, and we watch some new human movie on his laptop. Halfway through the movie, we get distracted by the glorious purpose of kissing.It’s one of the best make-up sessions I’ve had in forever. Naturally, it escalated to something naughty, where Theon showed me what exactly his fingers can do. By the end of it, my voice is hoarse from the screams, my body shivering from the orgasms, my pulse r
Callista "Oh, no," I say. "It is better if you don't bring any weapons with you. When it comes to Elias, Theon is almost paranoid about his safety."We walk in the direction of Theon's office. Outside the castle, the sky gets dark, and the hallways get colder. It starts to drizzle in no time, and distantly, I hear thunder rumble. "Damn, it's a good thing that we secured the western tower yesterday," I muse, almost to myself. "Otherwise, the west wing would have flooded from the rainwater.""Is that so? The construction crew was already at work when I passed the tower this morning. I hope they won’t be troubled by the rain," Valencia replies."I feel bad for the town workers though, they won't be able to do anything with the downpour.”We take a turn."I see," suddenly, she stops in her tracks and leans on a wall."Valencia, what's wrong?" I ask, concerned.To my horror, she starts crying.I've never seen her cry before. Her whole face transforms, and she looks oddly vulnerable. Her
Callista The doors slam in front of me, just as a voice says, "Callista?"I snap to the source of the voice, and I see Elias sitting on a bed next to the wall, with his legs chained to the wall. He's shirtless and looks like he's just woken up. His confused gaze scans my being, unable to place why I'm in his field of vision. My eyes widen upon seeing him, and I flashback to my wound, which is still bleeding. Cold realization dawns on me with an unpleasant dash of déjà vu.Valencia cut my arm and threw me inside Elias's room, so he can go maniacal and kill me! Again!It was just like with Ruelle, although their motives are different. Oh, how could I have fallen for the same trick twice?"Elias, don't breathe!" I yell at him, holding my arm close to my chest to stop it from bleeding on the floor. I squeeze into the door and try to unlock it. But the door is locked from the outside, and no matter how much I rattle the doorknob, it won't budge. "What do you mean don't breathe? I-” Eli
Theon"Who?!" I scream. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until my wolf reared his head, making his presence known after days of peace in my head. I’d been in my room, getting ready to head over to town, because I was scheduled to check the renovations of the earthquake.Suddenly, panic rushed through my being, and I couldn’t move. "Mate!" My wolf had yelled, pacing frantically in my head, trying to gain control. "What? What's wrong?" I'd asked him, shocked. What was happening to Callista? Had someone tried to feed her glass again? "Mate's in danger!" my wolf howled. "She's hurt! Find her! Help her!"My blood had run cold.“Where?”My instincts had me running down the hall in no time. I shouted Callista’s name multiple times, looking everywhere I could for her. Everyone in the castle stopped their business to gawk at me, immediately catching onto my panic. "Where's Callista?" I'd clutched a startled butler from his shoulders, shaking him like a madman. My dread increased by the
Callista I sit in my room, feeling oddly shivery. I've never really felt like this before, not even in my first days as a stealer in the Rexellen pack. It feels as if my insides are tingling, and my stomach is upset. I feel cold, although my room is heated. My mind flits from Theon to Elias to Valencia, playing all the scenes of the day in my head.I can't focus. Thoughts flash in my mind at the speed of light.Is Theon okay? What of Elias? Did he turn even after I was taken from the room? Did Theon find Valencia? Did Valencia escape the Rexellen pack lands? Did she hurt Theon? Did Theon hurt her? Did she lie to him again? I feel some sort of movement next to me, and I flinch. My hands automatically go to the arms of the chair that I am sitting on. "Woah," Haden’s voice comes, and I notice that it is indeed him. He holds a cup of tea in his hand, and his expression is sorrowful. "It's just me, Callista. I'm sorry if I startled you.""It's okay," I let out a breath. "It's my fault.
Callista I've never felt murderous. No, that's wrong. I have felt murderous before. But not to this degree. And I didn't know why I felt so strongly about this.It's not like I haven't been wronged in my life before, because I have been. My parents, my sister, my former Alpha, my current Alpha...all of them had hurt me at some point in my very short life of eighteen years, yet I've never felt the need to utterly destroy them as I did for Valencia. The anger I feel surprises me, and I try to find a reason for it. Perhaps it's because the others I've mentioned before had only wanted to hurt me. Only me, not others. But Valencia didn't just want to kill me. She was ready to sacrifice any amount of people to have me.Not even Ruelle did that. The guards who Valencia had drugged were still in the ICU of the hospital, where the doctors were monitoring them constantly. Wolfsbane overdose was lethal most of the time, and even when a wolf came out of it, it wasn't guaranteed that he would
CallistaTen years later.I stand in front of Lily Lane Pup Daycare after ending my workday at Rexellen University, holding a stack of books in my arms trying to shove them into the backpack I’ve taken with me.It’s three in the evening, and the kids should be out in a few minutes.It’s summer again, the weather is pleasantly warm, and everything brims with life. There are bees flying everywhere, suckling nectar out of the numerous fully blossomed Leanderrs.The Rexellen pack town is as busy as ever, with people bustling around after clocking off from work, going on their errands, and their outings.Everyone seems happy, and they’re open and very friendly.Upon noticing me, everyone who passes greets me with a simple.“Good evening, Luna!”“Good evening to you too!” I always greet back.Some parents stop by near the daycare to collect their children, and we start pleasantly conversing with each other.I’ve been the Luna Queen of the Rexellen pack for ten years now, and honestly, those
CallistaFour weeks later.I walk down the shoveled path with a single lily flower in my hand, a smile on my lips, and my heart overflowing with joy.I’m dressed in an ankle-length, heavy-set gown that accentuates my form as if it had been sewn with me in my mind.It’s a silverish white in color in accordance with tradition, and a million tiny rhinestones create spiraling patterns all over the skirt. The long sleeves and the woolen cloak that accompany them give me warmth on the cold winter night.On my neck, there is a white gold necklace with a diamond as the pendant, the only piece of jewelry I wear, which is a gift from the witches who'd arrived a day before to celebrate the ceremony.The mating ceremony for Theon and me.In the background, a string quartet, comprised of two maids of the Rexellen pack castle and two guards, plays a tune that I can't quite name but can’t help but think is so apt for the situation.On either side of me, my closest friends whom I consider my family s
CallistaA week later.Valencia Everhart was sentenced to life in prison by the Supernatural Council for assisting the devil in his criminal endeavors such as kidnapping and harboring a werewolf, orchestrating a pack takeover on the orders of the devil, attempted killing of two pack members of the Rexellen pack and the biggest crime of them all, assisting the devil in massacring the entire Galdine pack.I thought the last one was a bit harsh because Valencia never really did know about that charge, but as Valencia had confessed in the court, she’d given the devil the location and information regarding her pack.She had been under the impression the devil was going to protect the Galdine pack from Theon’s retaliation against the pack takeover, but she’d been lied to.We attended the court on the same day as Valencia did, and I’m sure that the cries that ravaged her as she learned the horrible fate that befell her pack would never stop haunting my nightmares.I felt sorry for her, and a
CallistaQaetanya and Xaveraq reached the afterlife together.One was willing, the other was not. One sacrificed herself, while the other, well, I had to kill the other.Xaveraq’s soulless body lays in the circular chamber, and I don’t look at it again as we exit the room, both of us still in wolf forms.I feel numb as we stumble out of the temple as soon as possible after I release the devil’s and the deviless’s souls into the gateway.None of us speak, although I could feel everyone except Theon patiently waiting for the right moment. They look stunned as we walk through the doorway. For a moment I’d been afraid the doorway wouldn’t be present because of it being only shown with the blessing of a devil and all, but fortunately, it stands.As soon as we all exit the temple doorway, it starts to shudder. And then the most bizarre thing happens.Numerous high-pitched screams ring through the air, and greyish white mist starts to shoot from all directions towards the doorway, getting su
TheonI can’t process half the things that are happening as I stand outside the little circular room, trying and failing to get in.One moment, Callista is being choked by the devil, and the next moment, in the place of Callista, stands a majestic white wolf! The wolf shimmers as if she were the Moon Goddess herself in wolf form, stepping down from the moon to aid us in our time of need.But when the wolf looks at me for the briefest moment and howls in ecstasy, I realize that this wolf is no Goddess.That’s my mate!After months, no, years, of agonizing, Callista has finally found her wolf.But then she turns towards Xaveraq and leaps towards him with no hesitation.My scream deafens my own ears, wondering what the hell she was doing. I witness the whole scene as if it’s unfolding in slow motion.As Callista nears the devil, whose shadows are closing in on her to consume her, a flash of blinding white light erupts from her, filling the room with a glow akin to the sun.I shield my e
QaetanyaHer wolf is beautiful, reminiscent of the first wolfwoman I met in the forests of Gaul all those years ago.She is larger than most wolves, were-creature or otherwise, and when she stands, she cuts a majestic figure, even in the confines of the squat, circular room. Her coat is a silverish white, and it glistens as if it was created by moonlight, as if the Goddess molded the wolf herself.Her emerald eyes shine as she stares at Xaveraq in confusion, and amazement, stunned to her very core.She can’t still process that after years of hope and dream, she’d finally transformed into her secondary form.I had watched her wolf grow from a pup to an adult within her as I was trapped in her mind ever since she was born. Throughout the three thousand years I’ve been with Callista’s bloodline, I’ve witnessed hundreds of pups being born within the babies, but never have I seen a wolf as beautiful as this one.Even I was in awe when she first appeared, sleeping soundly, growing along wit
CallistaThe very first time I witnessed a werewolf’s first shift I was just five years old.It was at a birthday party, and of course, it was for Ruelle.Naturally, almost everyone from my adoptive parents’ families was invited. I liked my relatives because they didn’t favor Ruelle over me to the extent my parents did. At this time, all I had were Ruelle’s hand-me-downs. Her clothes, her toys, her books…The only thing I had for myself was a pair of shoes because Ruelle’s feet had always been smaller than mine, and there was no way my feet could fit in her shoes.I loved those shoes so much.That didn’t mean I never got gifts. My parents’ relatives would always give me presents of my own when they came to visit. It didn’t matter if it was Ruelle’s birthday or mine.It didn’t matter if it was a special day, a holiday, or even a plain, random visit to see how we were doing: clothes, shoes, toys, and new books; everything a little girl could want.Granted these things would be taken awa
Callista“My, my, Qaetanya, you’re actually stronger than I thought. Here I thought that you wasted it all by giving that werewolf a special scent,” the devil taunts the deviless as he circles us, his eyes set on us as if he’s a predator.“I was blessed by the Goddess,” arrogantly, Qaetanya declares, flexing her digits so the electric sparks flicker around them. “Such a power cannot be hindered by anything, least of all you!”“All except the summer solstice,” Xaveraq grins before hurtling another wave of shadows towards her.Qaetanya ducks them swiftly, and the shadows hit the wall behind us, getting absorbed into the stone. Using her momentum, Qaetanya attacks Xaveraq with a light wave of her own, which Xaveraq detracts by a shield of shadows.“I told you that information because I trusted you,” Qaetanya replies to the jab. “Because I believed the man I loved wouldn’t even think of hurting me with that information. But you did exactly that. You might preach about me manipulating you
TheonA pillar monster falls right in front of me, nearly crushing me, but I jump away just in time. The sheer force of the fall breaks its stone arm in two, and the eerie silverish glow in its eyes subsides. The pillar monster stops moving.“I think he died,” I tell Haden, who is panting on the other side of the fallen monster.This is the only one that we managed to fall, and by the looks of it, kill.“Holy shit, did that actually work?” Kiran screeches.He was the propellent of bringing the monster down. Now, he jumps back to the ground from the shield he’s been standing on and jogs closer to the pillar monster.Tentatively, he reaches out and touches its cracked shoulder, where some of the previously seen symbols are visible. I remember them running all around the pillars before the monsters came into being, glowing.I look at him and nod, trying to confer my thoughts via body movements.Yes, I think it actually worked.“Guys, we managed to bring a monster down!” Kiran yells back