As Elijah’s freshly spoken words echo hauntingly around me like a ghostly whisper, my soul withers and dissipates while I crumble within. Shrinking beneath his gaze, I notice the room dims into an unpleasant glow while a gathering of stormy clouds nestles menacingly outside. Looming vastly over the city, the gloomy blanket chases the sun away before allowing a gentle patter of falling rain to collide against the windowpane. Staring back at my waiting mate, it feels as if the world has come to a standstill—frozen in time as I’m left blindsided by his admittance. Unsure of what to say, all that I can manage is that of an unprompted whimper when an unbearable ripple of sharp pain spreads across my chest. Wincing reactively, the sensation swells beneath my ribcage; tightening around my heart as if it were being squeezed in the unmerciful palms of truth itself, leaving the breaking organ to forget its own rhythm while it beats out of tune. As I attempt to wade through my tempestuous emot
Despite spending most of the day assuring Elijah that I’m fine, he remains reluctant to give the dust from this morning a chance to settle. Persistent in his conquest of earning my already given affection back, my mate patiently waits on me against my protest, dotingly directing all of his attention solely my way. After some time, Elijah eventually loosens up when his self-held grudge dissipates gradually—losing himself in the conversation as it flows effortlessly between us. Sensing his angst vanish, I settle down and relax within my mate’s company. Swept up by the unending list of topics waiting to be explored, we blissfully discuss all that comes to mind, uncaring of the world, while it passes us by in a pleasant blur. As if the novelty of my presence had yet to wear off on him, I watch while Elijah’s silver eyes glisten brightly each time I laugh or giggle in response to something he says—looking smitten with my returned adoration as he revels in our time alone. Consumed by Elijah’
**UNDER EDIT** Ash?” I gasp, my heart twisting at the mention of my lost brother's name. “I guess we don’t need to try mind-linking with him after all,” my wolf struggles to withhold her excitement, “-when do we leave?” “How long ago was this?” Elijah takes a stormful step towards his brother, profoundly wound up by the news. “About twenty minutes ago,” Isaac wipes the sweat from his brow, his breathing still frantic, “-I went to call you as soon as Frankie told me what was going on, but I must have left my phone back at the office. Thus,” he holds out his arms sarcastically, “-why I had to run all the way here. I was tempted to shift, but given that its rush hour out there right now, I didn’t think the Trinity Council would appreciate an influx of calls about a wild wolf running rampant through the city.” “That was a wise call,” Elijah a
A commotion of cars pulling up can be heard behind me as tyres screech to a halt but I don’t dare take my eyes off the rapidly unfolding scene in front of me. The crowd begins to whisper in the revelation of my connection to Elijah, their words clear as day as my hearing switches from one conversation to another, tuning in uncontrollably to the different discussions surrounding my identity and Elijah’s recently ended engagement. Gossiping and whispering like a hushed wave. “Call for back up Boss?” Dakotas voice sounds from behind me, gratefully welcomed with the escalating situation. I turn around quickly and watch her and a handful of large wolves stroll through the crowd, dispersing them in a terrifying panic as everyone begins to scuttle home not wanting to be caught in a disagreement with two rivalling Alpha’s and a sudden swarm of intimidating warriors. “Just in time, Dakota!” Elijah chuckles, shifting back into his human form and quickly putting on a pair of pa
Continuing to crouch out of sight like a child playing a game of hide and seek, I find my body unable to move while my curiosity continues to grow intensely. The building intrigue holds me frozen to my spot like a statue, rooted to the ground while remaining out of sight as I listen to the unravelling conversation which wasn’t intended for my ears.“Have any of the members from the Opal Pack tried reaching out to you, yet?” Dakota asks, her voice tainted with worry.“Honestly, I don’t know. My phone has been switched off all night. I didn’t want anyone bothering me when I was at the hospital with Willow…” I hear Elijah trail off distracted.After a few seconds of painful silence, a playful melody kicks in from downstairs followed by an avalanche of frantic beeping and buzzing. The eruption of chaotic noise circu
“Will you calm yourself down, young lady! You look ridiculous!” Vincent growls exasperated at his flailing daughter. His foot start’s to tap impatiently on the pavement as he leans on his cane witnessing her lash out despite his angered plea.Aubrey continues to cause a scene, not at all concerned with his warning remaining caught up in the moment. Desperate kicks and punches are thrown at the amused boys as they easily escape her clumsy attempts of causing harm, laughing mockingly at the feeble attack, blocking her from getting too close to either Elijah or myself.“-I didn’t bring you along with me for you to go and make a fool out of me!” Vincent sneers at his daughter, authority riddled in his tone causing her to stop dead in her tracks. A defeated pout paints her face, reluctantly obeying her father’s stern orders and gradually coming to
All of my senses remain partially heightened; my body trembles violently while the adrenaline slowly begins to wither, subsiding deep within my veins as I try to collect myself. As my rage slowly disappears I take some satisfaction in watching Aubrey being dragged away unwillingly by Isaac and Mato despite her furious protests. An annoyed Vincent follows behind them swiftly, his head lowered with shame trying to avoid the eyes of curious workers gathering in the corridor who are wondering what all the commotion was about. He curses through clenched teeth at his daughter, scorning her for interrupting his meeting and ruining any salvation of a new deal. His composure completely lost, visibly agitated and seething with embarrassment as they’re escorted out like criminals being taken away.Aubrey remains stubborn, refusing to walk as she allows her feet to drag behind her in a comical fashion. Her high-pitched voice echoes in the buildin
By the time we reach the apartment my head feels forcibly weighed down as if it is being buried alive under the eruption of unravelling thoughts. I feel lost for words; speechless, unable to break free from my racing train of thought despite the burst of conversation flowing around me while we all settle into the warm living room after a long, chaotic day.I’m unsure of how to feel while the uncomfortable heavy beating of my heart continues to thump rapidly under my ribs making my stomach churn as I process the details of today’s unnerving events. Was it really him? Is my mind playing tricks on me?“Well, that went well,” Dakota jokes, taking off her coat. “Maybe we shouldn’t go out anymore?” she teases.“It could have been worse…” Mato snorts as he crashes onto the sofa with his sister trailing behind, “-it went better than
An ominous dark cloud hangs above my head as I begin to gasp at the air greedily, allowing the pain of my past to disappear alongside each heavy breath I take, desperate for release. My eyes flicker around manically; paranoid and suspicious as I take in my surroundings desperately, frantically scanning the room for any hidden dangers or potential threats that may be lurking out of sight.My body tenses as I replay the unexplainable dream in my head; my chest tightening as I recall Sam and Sean’s menacing threats, contemplating the danger that may be heading my way if this dream holds any truth. A flood of salty tears catch in the corner of my burning eyes while I try to figure out the biggest mystery of it all. If this is real and not just a figure of my subconsciousness’s imagination, why me? What could they possibly want me for?My mind races, struggling to absorb even the smallest of details of what I
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