I regained consciousness to find myself bound to a cold, rusty beam in a dimly lit warehouse. The last I remembered was Silas begging me to talk to him an hour ago.I had foolishly agreed to meet him, thinking that it was an opportunity to finally put an end to our relationship.While in the car, I had questioned where we were goingBut Before I could react, Silas lunged towards me, his hand clamping over my mouth.I remembered the panic that had surged through me as I fought against his grip, my muffled cries for help echoing in the vehicle. But my struggles were in vain as the world around me blurred, and darkness consumed my consciousness.Panic gripped me once again as I realized the gravity of the situation.My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of the distant sounds of traffic that seeped through the dilapidated walls.I strained against my restraints, desperately trying to free myself, but Silas's knots were tight, leaving me helpless.As my eyes adjusted to the dim
Vida's Pov“sh*t!" I hiss gruffly as I kick the chair aggressively.“Silas!!" I yell his name but the room is just as silent as it had been.Not wanting to panic yet, I let my eyes take in every corner of the room and noticed a red substance at the far end.It isn't that obvious but as I take a closer look I notice that it's blood, I couldn't take my eyes away from it and it starts to get into my head.“What do I do?! Nothing's working!” I let out a tiny yelp.Again, I try to wriggle myself out of the chains but who am I kidding? The chains are heavily guarded by a key.Code sweat breaks down my forehead as the realization of me dying alone in this abandoned warehouse hits me. I couldn't sit back and watch, expecting help to get to me like a Disney princess, I had to do something.“But what do I do? How do I get out of this mess?!" By this time tears had started gathering in my eyes.“Silas you two timing b*st*rd! You will rot in he11!” I shout angrily, smacking my teeth like one who'
Vida's PovA white blurry light wakes my spirit and as I open my eyes, surprise overwhelms me seeing my dead parents smiling at me weakly.Instantly, tears break down from my eyelids, flowing freely from my eyes. My lips try to form words but I cannot bring myself to say anything as I am feeling so sorry for them.Ever since I lost my parents I have never seen their faces appear to me in my dreams.Does this mean I am dead and they are sad to welcome me?My head is bursting with questions and all I can do is cry, feeling so guilty for my choice. I should never have accepted Silas's, I should never have had anything to do with him, and now I am full of regrets.“My child,” I hear a voice but I'm finding it hard to believe that it's real.My breath hangs in the air as I glance at her sharply, "Mom?" I hiss under my breath and she speaks again.“Vida, do not regret because we are always with you.” My mom says, her voice echoing all around me."Mom!" I scream in delight but not after some
Dexter's Pov.“I... I never stopped loving you, Vida,” I confess.She gulps at me with unwritten emotions. Her hand slips out of mine and the look that follows is one full of doubts and worries.I take her hand again, patting it softly. "I'm sorry it had to take me this long to confess my feelings for you." The words have barely left me when she snatches her hand again, giving me a faux look.“You can't buy your way in like this, Dexter. Don't you think there are things you should apologize for?!”"I love you, Vida. Don't I look miserable enough?"“No! I can not accept your love, Dexter. You have to say the right words, 'cause I'm honestly not buying this..”“You were the one that left me! You freaking left me and that has always kept me on the edge!!”“You killed my parents.” She reveals her grudge, shockingly.Confusion spreads on my face like wildfire. Of course, I've heard the rumors but it has never occurred to me that she would think I did so.“Did you believe that? It was just
Dexter's PovIt was a really cold evening. I was just getting out of the shower when I heard a loud bang on my door, and when I opened it was my father's beta. His face was clouded with worry when I looked at him but he pulled me out before I could open my mouth to say anything.he11, I was only in my bathing robe.“Come, you have to stop your father's madness.” That was all he said to me and I followed him to my father's chambers.My father, the then Alpha, was taken aback when he saw me. “What is this nonsense, Gabriel? I told you not to involve the boy!” He lashes at his Beta but I am not driven from my confusion.“What is going on Father? What madness was my uncle talking about?” I finally bring myself to ask but he ignores me.“Gabriel, take the boy out now that I ask nicely–”“I am not a boy, father!” I am forced to shout. “I am fourteen, please tell me what is going on?!”He sighs deeply and as I stare at him I see the scars engraved in his face. He walks past me and goes to hi
Vida's PovI listen with rapt attention to every bit of Dexter's story and I come to realise that the wolves I saw that day were not Dexter, rogues and I have carried that narrative in my head for years.As I try to process all that he said, I get hit by a suddenly intoxicating wave which has me shuddering for seconds. I look at Dexter and everything that happened that night flushes into my brain like a tidal wave, and I have a quick seizure that makes me remember every action that took place two years ago.Dexter is right, everything he said is exactly the way it happened.“Humph..” a gasp flies out of me as I feel a hand touching me.“Vida, are you okay?” Dexter asks, his eyes busy scrutinising my face.Perhaps, he got scared when he saw the pains my eyes held. “Yes, I am fine,” I say, blinking out tears.But the surprise on my face never left, my head is roaming with questions and I'm trying to look normal so he doesn't start worrying all over again.How could I have imagined that
The night hangs heavy with anticipation as the black moon casts its mysterious glow upon the werewolf realm.After Dexter marked me, I felt the steady pulse of newfound strength coursing through my veins.What began as a subtle shift in my abilities evolved into something extraordinary, something that left even the elders in awe.The packed council, their eyes filled with a mix of trepidation and wonder, gathered to discuss my unprecedented powers.Controlling consciousness was a gift, or perhaps a curse, that surp*ssed the known limits of our kind. A human marked by a werewolf, an anomaly in our ancient traditions. They saw it as an opportunity, a chance to elevate the Black Moon Pack to heights unseen.In the weeks that followed, my connection with Dexter deepened.We shared more than just thoughts; we shared emotions, sensations, and dance of souls intertwined. Mindlinking with children and Dexter was just the beginning.Now, I could extend my influence further, manipulating the th
Dexter's POVThe news hit like a hurricane, a revelation that left the pack in disbelief.Vida, once our Luna, had allied herself with the rogues—the very enemies who had stained our history with blood, the ones responsible for the loss of our grandparents.The pack's confusion mirrored the turmoil within me, torn between duty and the remnants of a love that had seemingly crumbled.Ash and Neo, the innocent casualties of our unravelling saga, clung to the hope that their mother had been coerced, that she was still the woman they loved.Their eyes, mirrors of the pain etched across their faces, pleaded with me to take them to her—to see her, to understand. But the weight of betrayal hung heavy on my shoulders, and I insisted that Vida, in her newfound allegiance, was to be treated as an enemy.As the moon rose, casting an eerie glow upon the battleground, the rogues attacked our borders with a ferocity that mirrored the storm within our hearts.I, Dexter, my eyes a reflection of the pa