~Avery~I was sitting on the edge of my bed, my face buried in my hands. A soft knock sounded on the door but my mind and thoughts were elsewhere.After James had told me that I was pregnant my first reaction was to run. So I came up here and hid away from the people who had all cheered in glee and congratulated me. They all knew this major thing but didn't tell me. The thing, however, that bothered me most was that I didn't figure it out on my own. What does this say about my motherly instincts and how will I ever be able to raise a child?The bed sunk down beside me and a soft, lean hand came up to caress my head. ”How are you doing?” Amber asked softly as she stroked my hair in a soothing motion. ”I’m eighteen, Amber, how am I supposed to raise a child?” I lifted my head and looked at her through my sniffles.”You won't be alone, we will all be here. And you’re going to be an amazing mother,” ”How do you know?” ”Because you’ve done a hell of a good job looking after us since
~Amber~Raven's answer was echoing in my mind. There was no way for me to stop them, I hadn't expected there to not be a single way. I bit down and started composing different scenarios in my head of what might happen and how I could win but it didn't end well in any of them. ”They aren't just regular vampires, Amber, they’re royals. They've been around for a long time and learned to adjust to the things that can harm them. They're stronger, faster, and more dangerous than your regular vampire.””Sure, but there has to be some way to win over them, right? I mean, they can't be immortal,””They’re not,” ”So what can I do?””Nothing, Amber, there is nothing you can do. They have the upper hand in every way. If you want Malia back, you need a thoroughly thought-out plan. You can't just barge in their head first and believe that you'll get out alive just because you’re a strong werewolf, it’s not how it works. Your strength can be measured with other werewolves but not with another spec
~Amber~Back home it felt like everything had changed, the air was different, the walls didn't look the same and everything felt as though it was a dream. A nightmare from which I would wake up, see Malia's face next to me, hear Avery's laugh, and know that everything was okay with the people I loved. But it wasn't, it wasn't a dream, this was reality and this was the moment when nothing would be the same again.”Spill.” Alex demanded angrily as he slumped down on one of the recliners in the communal area. I walked over to the bar and took two bottles of whiskey, a few glasses, and walked over to where everyone was gathered. I placed the glasses and one of the bottles on the table. I snapped the head off of the other bottle and poured myself a big glass, chugging it all down in one go before pouring myself another one and sitting down on the couch.”He had a message.” I said and saw how everyone turned and faced me with the utmost focus.The words were forming on my tongue but I fe
~Avery~I was moving my lips, shaking my head but the words wouldn't form. I couldn't speak because I didn't know what to say. Even though I desperately wanted to say something, I couldn't, because the words I wanted to say wouldn't have been honest.”What is happening?” Amber's voice was shaky and quiet. She sounded scared.”I don’t know,” I said. It felt as though those were the only words able to leave my lips. ”Do you remember all the good times we had?” Amber asked me while eyeing me cautiously.”Honestly?” I asked and she nodded her head"Yes," She said and so I continued. ”No,” I whispered. ”I mean I remember the moments when everything was good, or at least not as messed up as they are now but I don't remember what it felt like, I don't remember the feeling of being happy.” I said and watched as Amber's head slowly bobbed up and down and she removed her eyes from me. ”Honesty’s a bitch,” she spat and stared at the wall. ”Yeah, but it’s a bitch that we’ve all been neglecti
~Avery~I was still in Amber's room, lying on her bed and staring pointlessly up at the ceiling. Amber had gone off to find Raven about some matter that she didn’t want to talk about. She said that she needed to do it alone and I was glad, I still didn’t feel like facing everyone. The second I left this room and someone saw me, I knew they’d want to talk and I wasn't ready for it. I had nothing to say to them yet but I hoped that I would one day. I just needed to find the words and figure out what I was feeling.My hands were laying on my bump, slowly caressing the surface. I dipped down into the mattress and felt it tightening around my body, I knew that getting up would be a mission.Slowly, my eyes began to drift and I felt my body relaxing. It was as though I had no control over it, I couldn’t stay awake, I couldn’t force my eyes open. So instead, I let my mind shut down and I drifted off into a deep sleep.The walls around me were a bright pearl-white color, and the floor and c
~Avery~“How can you say that?” I was yelling, unable to hide the rage that was stirring within me.“You’re not the victim, you’re the one that they have been bending over backward to protect. Did they go about it the right way? Maybe not. But Alex is heartbroken, thinking he’s lost you forever and blaming both himself and his brother for it. Natasha and James are guilt-ridden, the Alpha is failing in his duties and has been for quite some time because his main focus has been you. You’re not the victim. They have set aside any and all other obligations to try and help you reach your fullest potential so that the day that hundreds of people come to kill you, you will be able to defend yourself. The pack members are suffering from a lack of leadership, but you haven’t seen that. You’ve seen their smiles, and the happiness they display, but you haven’t seen the anxiety that befalls them once the door is closed and they are with their loved ones. You have seen what they wanted you to see
“I know of a book that might have some information about your mate bond and how it works, it’s at the library back home. Once this is over, I will go and get it and see what I can find.” Natasha said and my eyes lit up. A book that might give us the answers we need.“Go back and be with Avery but don’t tell her about the book, I don’t want her to worry about this too.”“Excuse me?” I yelled.“You son of a bitch!” I continued, wishing she could see and hear me right now.“Though she’s a daughter of one, not a son,” Crow said, looking absolutely serious. I stared at Crow in disbelief but scoffed and shook my head.“How much are they hiding from me?” I asked him.“They’re not hiding anything, they’re withholding information. There’s a difference.” Crow said. I turned around and faced him. A look of disbelief was plastered on my face, whatever he said seemed to leave me in the same state. “Are you serious?” I asked him and he nodded his head. I had no words…“But if this was a memory,
~Avery~”I don’t get it. So whoever this person is, has hands-on experience with vampires. But she or he could see their end? How can anyone for-see the future?” I asked in shock as I read over the words one more time. Lydia was weirdly quiet, she looked to be thinking about something, trying to make sense of this but there was more behind her eyes. She was shaking her head and her lips were moving silently. ”Lydia?””I have no idea, let’s continue reading,” she said and flipped the page. This one had the crown symbol on the bottom left corner.”The embodiment of regal poise. The queen to rule over endless pain who shall meet her faith in the hands of trust. For no one creature is truly immortal, a balance must be made, a life for another or two on the hands of each other a balance will be restored, peace will be set free again.””Are they talking about-””Raven,” Lydia answered.No one is immortal, everyone can be killed.But killed in the hands of trust, two killed by each other.