With our guests departing back to their rooms, the night's celebration soon comes to an unwanted end. I unwilling say goodnight to Elijah, reluctantly leaving my pining mate's side as I head back up to our bedroom, ready to fall asleep on my own as Dakota reminds us of the mortal customs we must abide despite my detest against the matter. Amidst the whirlwind of emotions surging within me, I try to ready myself for another sleepless night, anticipating the restlessness that has continued to plague me more often than not over the course of the last few days. But to my surprise, I fall asleep effortlessly. Undeniably warn out; depleted of my energy with not even a slither remaining inside, utterly exhausted by the excitement-filled day that had just drifted by.
Almost as if no time had passed, I find myself being shaken awake by a collection of beaming faces. A gathering of elevated eyes staring down at me as they glimmer; joyful voices entering my ears as the morning that init
"Raven!" I hiss towards the brazen teenager while I hobble behind her unsteadily; struggling to keep up with her stride as my once white heels sink into the soft ground aggravatingly while the youngster uncaringly storms on ahead, bursting into the open clearing undetected as Aubrey's back remains turned towards us, "-hold up for a second!"Raven turns around hesitantly; her eyebrows knitting together as she folds her arms, looking less than impressed as I stop her from completing her self-proclaimed mission of investigating. She shrugs her shoulders sarcastically, stubbornly huffing out loud as she shakes her head, not entirely understanding the sudden hold-up."What?" she quietly murmurs while looking behind her shoulder, cautiously checking whether Aubrey has spotted us yet."I have an idea," I wave my hand in the air; beckoning her to follow me while I dash off to the side of the training ground while making my way towards the rear side of a nearing cabin, "
With the Ceremony officially over, the guests return to the festive celebrations while Elijah and I enjoy the remainder of our night close beside each other's sides, joined at the hip as if we were attracted magnets. As the smouldering sky furthers its descent into darkness above us, the moon hangs in its centre like a natural disco ball while our jolly guests continue to dance into the early hours of the morn under the fairy-lit tent. With the atmosphere filled with sheer positivity, they continue to make the most of what's left of the party, commemorating tonight as they raise a toast in the name of the Shadow Pack's new Luna amidst the surplus of sparkling colours keeping the garden well-lit.The sweet melodies of the band radiate across the grounds; consuming the chilled night's air while we weave our way through the champagne baring waiters and hesitating guests as they contemplate whether or not to finish their current flute of bubbly, already drunk on the atmosphere al
Without wasting any time, we make our way downstairs to Elijah's office once I've quickly gotten changed. As expected, a heated discussion breaks out when Raven joins us as we divulge what we overheard last night. We take our time talking through what happened—carefully recalling the secretive conversation to my anxious mate as he listens silently to what transpired at the edge of the training field while an unsuspecting Aubrey remained oblivious to the prying sets of eyes that watched her from afar, hidden out of sight as we tucked ourselves behind the old wooden cabin.While I reel off the final moments of Aubrey's hushed rant, I notice a building scowl cast over Elijah's face as an unstoppable molten like rage rolls within him, consuming him in a choking hold as his clenched fists continue to pale at the knuckles. A hint of dread flickers within his darkening eyes as he contemplates what all this could mean. His expression twists, repeatedly contorting as he struggle
Without any thought of my own, my wolf drives my body to lunge forward while the anger rising within crashes over me, acting as if it were a ruthless tide dragging me out into a turbulent sea of fury. Those within the room break into a medley of startled gasps while Aubrey's shrill voice cries out above them, breaking into an intolerable wail as I make my way towards her. My hand wraps around her neck roughly – my grip tightening as I push her viciously into the wall after darting across the room.She gasps as her body makes impact, the last contained breath held within her lungs quickly escaping from the unexpected knock. Her mouth hangs open while her bag drops heavily onto the ground, leaving the gasping she-wolf desperate to take a full breath as she tries to push me away in a blind panic. I watch as she flounders within my grasp, flailing against my hold while she throws her arms around.I allow my rage to overpower me, incapable of sitting back any longer a
While I follow my brothers lead, Elijah heads off in search of Dakota and the other pack members within the forestry. With Aubrey’s bitter warnings still hanging in the air, Elijah’s ever-growing impatience rises, making it challenging for him to stand back and wait for further news while the impending threat remains unfound. Finding it impossible to stand idly by, he asks for my blessing before rushing off in haste to join in on the apparent manhunt being conducted just outside the manor grounds – implemented in full swing as a sea of wolves tear through the woodland area with might. As I watch my protective mate disappear through the back door, I let out a deflated sigh as I question whether we’ll get a day of normalcy together any day soon. “Don’t hold your breath,”my wolf mocks truthfully as she listens in to my thoughts,“-I have a feeling this is just the beginning,”
Understanding Elijah’s upset and worry, I flourish him with a chorus of heartfelt apologies for my thoughtless mishap last night before getting dressed into a purple tea dress and a complimentary charcoal cardigan. When we finally emerge from the confines of our room, we head downstairs as a united pair despite his toying agitation continuing to pour from within him. His forehead remains creased, a soft scowl consuming his face as he struggles to forget my brief lack of judgement. As we silently walk down the staircase hand in hand, he stands at my side protectively - keeping me close as he guides me towards the excited commotion resonating from outside.When we enter the garden, my attention gravitates towards the gathering group while they stand around the gently bubbling fountain. Their enthusiastic chatter masks the gentle flow of water splashing behind them, all huddled closely together as they remain enthralled by whatever has managed to captivate their interest.
The sapphire eyed father turns his head snappily in response to the growing frantic thuds of the vast approaching footsteps, his fear-filled eyes illuminating brightly as they glow out of fright. He raises an unsteady hand into the air, ushering down those crouching within the room while the children clasp their hands over their mouths. Their terror riddled faces crumple up beneath their hands, staring amongst the adults while they muffle their whimpering cries the very best they can.“You need to go,“ Julian hisses remorsefully, heartbreak drenched within his panicked voice as he begs Marie’s mother to leave, “-please.”“This wasn’t the plan,” Matilda’s pleading tone is met with abruptness as Julian’s eye’s flicker between his family and the closed door.“There’s no time left,” the tears well heavily within his eyes, dimming the bright spark igniting them, “-you need to ta
When I open my eyes, I’m no longer lying beside Elijah as I were when I had fallen asleep within the comfort of our private room. Instead, I find myself crouched in the unforgettable corridor of misfortunes as I realise I’m stuck within my dream world once more. With the dim-lit hall shortened even further in comparison to the last time I had found myself venturing through this hellish plane, only one door remains at my side. My eyes flicker onward as I gulp loudly while momentarily allowing my attention to hover over to what appears to be the end goal of this torturous recurring event—the old, wooden arched door. Knowing what to expect, I unclasp my arms from around my knees while I attempt to calm my erratic breathing, suddenly aware of the growing nerves setting root within me as I tremble softly on the ground. I take in a deep breath, placing my hands down on the icy floor beneath me as I lean back and allow my head to lull against the wall. I look back at the menacing d
Paralyzed by the rolling current striking my back, I wince in pain as my muscles contract in violent spasms. Gasping sharply in gushing heaves, the unexpected shock successfully draws the remaining air held from within my lungs when I notice a persistent heat swelling inside of them as if they were fit to implode at any given second. Incapable of comprehending what is happening to me, I plant my feet heavily into the ground when the unceasing bolt of burning energy escapes from my forcefully opened mouth and attempts to drag me backwards with its unbound force. In awe and confusion, I watch through the glare of the dazzling light while the fierce sapphire beam of light oozes from my jaw and escapes in a voracious roar towards my trembling foe. With sweat-dampened fur, I surrender to the scorching heat that the power brings—succumbing to its presence and allowing the uninvited energy to bring my blood to an unnatural boil, defying all that I had ever known in the very process.
“Ow. What the-,” Sam splutters from the weighing pressure being pushed down against him, “What do you think you’re doing? Get the hell off of me, you stupid mutt-” he breathlessly spits in complaint while directing a hammering flurry of blunt kicks and torpedoing punches into my exposed torso; his fiery blows accompanied with every curse word held within his known vocabulary as if they were fuelling each of his attacks, screaming at me from the top of his lungs with nothing more than a burning hatred embedded deep within his tone before yelping in a strained huff, “I said get off of me.” “Do it now, Willow,” my wolf commands with authority, demand riddled within her urgent request while she clearly instructs, “-end him and this nightmare already. Show him no mercy. We both know he deserves a lot worse than what he’s abo
“Right,” Elijah clears his throat while masking his concerned reservation; trying to maintain his calm composure as an unbound worry weighs heavily throughout his voice, “-the pack is all ready and waiting to leave on my word. We’re just standing by while Marie mixes the last ingredients for the portals…” he confirms, “She can’t pinpoint where we’re going to land exactly, but she’s told us we’ll be there soon. So, stay put and promise me you won’t go after Sam until I get there, okay?” “Okay,” I let out a sigh of relief; noticing the tainted reluctance embedded beneath, “-but please hurry. If we lose him, we lose the dagger. I can’t let Sam get away, Elijah. I just can’t. Not when Ash’s life depends on it…” “I know, and he won’t. We’ll get him and make this right, I swear,” Elijah firmly promises, his words filled with commitment, “-but you need to wait. Moon Goddess knows what other tricks that mutt has up his sl
“Ash. Stop and think about what you’re trying to do for a minute, will you? You don’t need to listen to him, Sam isn’t your master. No one is. And you’re not one of his stupid foot soldiers either. So, please, just listen to me,” I plead nervously while almost choking on my floundering words; stammering as my voice wavers while I try my best to sound unfazed by the looming threat heading my way - watching in disbelief as my brother continues to take his thundering footsteps towards me, just like he was instructed to do. “Please don’t do this. I know you’re in there somewhere, listening. You know that this isn’t you, you wouldn’t do something like this. You’re my big protective brother, you would never lay a finger on me let alone kill me,“ I beg once more while the rising desperation floods my being; attempting to reason with the mindless inhabitant currently possessing my brother’s vessel, wielding my words like an unseen sword as they try to pierce the dark magic constrain
I manoeuvre effortlessly away from the attacking duo as the brainwashed soldiers battling in Sam’s aid scramble towards me in a blind, uncalculated rage. Stepping outside the imminent line of fire with less than a second to spare, I narrowly escape Blaine’s swinging claw as it hurtles down towards me while producing a sharp swooshing noise, disturbing the dusty air surrounding us even further than it already was. With my mind racing as it suddenly works overtime, I meticulously observe every detail unfolding around me while they take place and surface. Feeling my body slip into a state of flow, I give in to my instincts and begin to nimbly circle around my foes – far too quick for either of them to keep up. Becoming one with the desolate room and all the elements within it, I notice a new sensation sweep over me as an unexpected wave of tranquillity settles within—a strong serenity spreading throughout my being despite the looming danger making its way towards me, leaving me to feel
Standing to my feet, the blurring colours of the grimy basement continue to settle around me as my senses thankfully return gradually alongside each internal pulsation of power gathering within me. I inhale sharply as I waver with stumbling feet; feeling light-headed while I fight to find my bearings with outstretched arms, awaiting my balance to return while I adapt to the overpowering sensation spreading throughout me. With a clearing mind, the high-pitched ringing that was consuming my hearing drifts away while the wolfsbane within my system grows equally inactive—just as the Destined Ones had said it would. With unsteady legs, I stumble forward when my ears abruptly fill with the instant noise of everything surrounding me—amplified with velocity as its range reaches much further than it had ever managed to before. Overwhelmed by the eruption of clashing sounds hitting me without warning, I clasp my ears as they burst with pain while I try to regain control amidst the cha
I hold my breath with anticipation as the large room sits before me in impenetrable darkness that doesn’t seem to lift; my sight greatly limited while the vast space surrounding me finds itself exposed to the consuming shadows of the night outside, lit faintly by the gentle cast of the moon's broken glow barely entering through the thin arched windows stretching high at my sides. The soft light illuminates a small space before me as I step into its welcoming gaze, the sound of my reluctant footsteps echoing eerily around me while I tread delicately across the stone cobbled floor. The room remains still as I wrap my arms around myself; clutching them tightly against my chest in an attempt to prevent the continuation of my persistent trembling while I shuffle into the natural spotlight that awaits me, terrified of what to expect as I seem to be all alone despite the beckoning invitation I had received. Was the voice that I heard nothing but a trick? Is this another nightmare?
With the overflow of wolfsbane swiftly flooding through my system greater than ever before, I slowly descend into myself and become a passenger held within my own body while the deadly toxin spreads throughout. Incapable of responding to the simplest of commands, I remain immobile despite urging myself to be the exact opposite—left feeling utterly vulnerable, defenceless at the mercy of my vengeful captor while he grapples me roughly. With each laboured breath I take, the poison soaks in further - wrapping itself around every molecule held within my lifeless body, and smothering them one by one as I lose the battle of controlling my being. A low humming builds within my ears the heavier I feel myself grow. While I teeter on the edge of unconsciousness, my limbs and muscles ache with a burning persistence. Its overwhelming sensation sweeps over me as if it were bound by no restraint, submitting me into defeat effortlessly like I belonged to the pain itself and that alone. Sub
As Sam takes a confident stride towards me, a vile smirk plays on his cut lips while he sneers wildly in my direction. I find myself stumbling back the further he ascends, a pained expression twisting across my face as I feel my chest slowly begin to cave in from the rapid panicked breaths fleeing it. Sam glares at me with a wrathful grimace while he wears a heavy frown; his head cocking to the side allowing his sunken features to come into view, the bulging scar brandishing his face tugging at his badly treated skin. I shudder while studying my former captor; swaying unsteadily as his sickening scent unwantedly drifts towards me in the gusting breeze causing my legs to waver from beneath me as they battle to withhold my weight – my voice muffled by the fear gripping me within its hold while all I can do is gawk back in horror. Sam’s cold eyes flicker around as he calculates his surroundings meticulously; observing my companions with a grim smile still cast upon his face as