Austin P.o.v:
It's been 10 years since I last saw my little sister. Questions constantly invade my thoughts.. Where is she? Is she alive? Does she remember me? Does she think about her family?
"Alpha, I think we crossed a border," says my beta.
"Ok, let's slow down so it won't look like we are attacking," I said. "When the warriors reach us, don't attack."
"Yes, sir," everyone replies.
When we arrive closer to the pack-house on this territory, not only are we met by their warriors but by their Alpha Damien Gray. The person I was hoping to talk to.
"What are you doing here, rogue?" The Alpha sneers.
"I came here to warn you," I replied.
"Warn me?" He asks. "What for?"
"The Alpha of the Half Moon pack is starting a war," I state.
"What do you mean with war?" Damien asks.
"I was walking around his border and I heard one of his guards saying that their alpha is planning a war and every pack who doesn't join them will die," I say, point-blank.
I don't care if I'm killed for trespassing multiple territories. The situation needs to die before it begins.
"Why shouldn't I believe anything you say?"
"Because your life - and the lives of your pack - depend on it," I reply. "Find a way to survive or defeat them, once and for all, before it goes to down in human history as the biggest mass murder."
When did you pass the bother?" Damien asks me.
"Last night. I came here as soon as I could. I wanted to warn you guys because you are closer."
"Who else knows about this?" Damien keeps throwing questions at me.
"Some of my rogue friends, vampires, a group of witches," I reveal.
He looks at me weirdly. He stays silent for a moment. I presume he was talking to someone in his pack or his wolf.
"Come with me. This isn't a good place to discuss this situation," he finally says. "Who else is with you?"
"All the people who know about the war."
"How many are there?" He asks.
"We are 30 in total," I reply. I look behind me. Several yards away - in the shadows - my people await.
"Tell them all to follow me to the meeting room," he orders. "If anyone, I mean anyone, does something that I don't like, he or she will be locked in the dungeons. Deal?"
I think about what that would mean to my pack. It's better than being kicked to the curb, I suppose.
"Deal," I comply. "My name is Austin Montes. I was the head of warriors of the Brown Wolf Pack."
"Weren't they killed?" Damien asks.
"No, some of us escaped," I confirm the opposite.
Damien nods and motions me to follow him. I turn around and whistle. That was their cue to follow.
'If you guys don't want to die don't do something that will kill you" I mind-link my pack
The closer we get to the pack house, the bigger the feeling that something big is going to happen tomorrow.
When we got to the pack house there was a familiar scent but I don't know whose it is.
My beta, pack warrior, and I follow Alpha Damian to the meeting room.
The events that happened throughout the next few days were overwhelming. The familiar scent in the pack-house turned out to be my sister. The sister I had lost at a young age. The one I was beginning to think was dead. The DNA test Damian ordered proved she was.
I told Mia what I was told about her disappearance. I wanted her to get to know me. I sensed Damian was her mate. He was protective of her. He didn't show it but it was lingering there. He followed her with his eyes everywhere she went. She doesn't know. She doesn't even know she's a werewolf.
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Mia POV:
After one hour mom came back inside, I couldn't read her face. She seemed mad. Or perhaps she was sad.
"Honey, can we talk?"
"Of course, mom," I accept.
I do want to talk to her. I feel like I'm at a loss.
"I'm going to tell you everything, okay?" she says.
"But--" I am interrupted.
"I know you have questions; they can wait 'till when I'm done."
The ways she talks scares me.
"It all began 24 years ago on New Year's Eve. There was a King looking for it's Queen. When he found her, she was in a relationship with one of the King's friends. The King didn't know that his Queen was in a relationship, so he asked her to marry him. She said yes. When the King's friend found out that the love of life was marrying his best friend and then that she had become pregnant, all he wanted was revenge. So, he kidnapped the queen and beat her until she passed out. He wanted her to abort the baby but she told him no. He didn't like that answer. He planned to get rid of it. The King arrived in time to save his Queen. The queen had a baby girl, but she knew that they were not safe so she hired a witch to protect her family. It was too late. Her ex-boyfriend had already escaped from prison. The Queen asked the witch to protect her little girl until she is big and strong enough to save herself. Unfortunately, the Queen and the King died trying to protect their kingdom. Half of their Kingdom died with them," Mom tells me the story. "Therefore, I am hoping that you understand I'm trying to keep you safe. I need your brother to understand that too. "Okay," I nod. "Thank you."
She smiles and caresses the side of my face. "You're welcome, honey. Get some sleep okay?"
**Important note at the end** ~*~*~*~ Damian P.o.v: "Sybil Leek, are you going to tell Mia the truth?" I ask "Yes I'm going to tell her but you guys can't stay here," she says. "They are following you but don't worry I have masked your scent from a mile away so they won't know where you guys went". "But how did you know we were coming?" Austin Ask "I'm a witch, remember?" she answers "Tell Mia, I'm picking her up tomorrow, I don't want her going anywhere alone," I said "Okay, that's a good idea," she says, "but please keep an eye on the people who surrounding you cause there is a spy in your pack" "And why should I trust you?" Austin asks. "I never told you that you should trust me" she answered. ~*~*~*~ Sybil P.o.v: "I never told you to trust me,'' I said. "Ace, do you think we can trust her enough to leave Mia here" I hear Damian ask his wolf. Magic. Let me introduce myself. My name is Sybil Leek and I was born on February 22, 1917, in England (A/N: Yes she is a real p
Mia's pov: Everything around me came to me. I could hear and feel everything. My state of mind was groggy. I wasn't sure if it was the dream or just plain exhaustion from the past few days."What was that dream?" someone asks. "What does it mean?" someone asks. I don't recognize any of the voices while entering my own mind. It was difficult to figure this out with only so little information. My head was starting to ache. But there was no one else here. Just my mom and she were in the living room. "I have a bad feeling about this!" That voice I recognized. It was mine. I was speaking out loud. Why hadn't I recognized my voice at first? I shook my head. Everything was a jumbled mess in here. In this room. In my mind. I couldn't think anymore. I just wanted to lay down… fall asleep.But hadn't I just woken up from a dream? Jeez, why was I so tired? I tried getting out of bed before I got the urge to go to the restroom. Everything felt limp and heavy as I struggled to the one down
Mia's Pov: Two months ago, he died. It's been two months since I've slept peacefully. I see him when I close my eyes. My dreams have transformed into nightmares. He was the one who understood me. The one who was there for me. Now, he's gone. Who do I have left? Who do I matter too? I have nothing. My stepmother and I recently moved to this new city. I'll be starting college today. It's been a hustle. Losing my father hasn't been the easiest to get used to. ~*~*~*~ I get dressed and go downstairs, into the kitchen. "Morning, honey," I hear her say. "Morning, mom," I replied to her. We're close. My biological mom left when I was young. My stepmom has been the only mom I've known. "Are you ready for your first day of school?" "Ugh, no, mom. Do I have to go?" "Yes, sweetie. I'm not going to be here when you get back from school. I'm working late," she announces. Again like always. "Okay, mom. See you whenever I do." ~*~*~*~ Once I was out of my car, everyone stopped and stared
Damian P.o.v: "Hey, man, wake up! We are going to be late!" "Mike, get out! I'll be ready in twenty," I exclaim. You'd think a twenty-five-year-old would have the freedom to sleep-in. That's not the case when you're the Alpha of a wolf pack. I get out of bed, do my morning routine, then I go downstairs. Antonella, my sister, walks up to me with the biggest smile. "Good morning, big bro," she greets. "Don't forget you promised to take me to school today." I groan. Everyone is after me today. "C'mon then. Let's go," I say. "Yay!" Nella squeals. I wince. Dear God, no, please. Nella happily beelines to my car and gets in. I follow suit to the driver's seat. I take her to US University, twenty minutes away from the pack-house. We enter the gated campus and drive to the main building where I'll be dropping her off. As a former alumnus, I know my way around. Walking in the hall, I feel something soft hit me. I look down and see the most beautiful girl is about to fall, I catch her
Mia's P.o.v: I wake up with the sun on my face. Ugh. Why does my head hurt? "Mom, why did you open the curtains?" I ask. "Mom?" an unknown voice asks me. "Since when did I become your mom, Cutie-pie?" I let out a scream when I opened my eyes and saw Damian. "What are you doing in my room?" "Your room?" he says. "Cutie-pie, had you opened your beautiful eyes earlier, you would've seen this isn't your room nor your home." I take a look around. He is, in fact, right. This isn't my bedroom. Omg, why am I so stupid? I feel myself become red with embarrassment. "Why does my head hurt so much?" I ask Damian. "What happened?" "Maybe because you are experiencing a hangover?" he said. "Do you remember what happened last night?" "Hangover?" I ask. "But I don't drink. I don't remember anything from last night." "Well, princess, last night you did drink a lot." "What else happened last night?" "Well, you and Nella had a lot to drink. Mike and I had to carry you and Nella to the car 'ca
Mia's P.o.v: I can't believe what I'm hearing. I was kidnaped?! Does mom know about this? If she does, why hasn't she said anything to me? Is she and dad my real family? Is this the reason why she always acted strange when I asked her about my father? So many questions that only one person can answer. "What is your mother's name?" Austin asks me. "Sybil Leek," I reply. I watch his face turn angry. Damian moves in front of me just as Austin lets out a growl. Damian's back is to me, covering any sight of Austin. What the heck is happening? Damian whispers something to Austin. I don't quite catch what he says but I swear he told him to calm down. Austin moves. I catch sight of his arm. What? Are those claws? They disappear so fast I'm not sure if I did see them or not. Austin walks away and he's out the door. Damian turns to me. "What's going on?" I ask him. "I'm sorry. It's not my story to tell," he replies. "What is not your story to tell?" I say. "Damian, I'm confused." "I
Mia's pov: Everything around me came to me. I could hear and feel everything. My state of mind was groggy. I wasn't sure if it was the dream or just plain exhaustion from the past few days."What was that dream?" someone asks. "What does it mean?" someone asks. I don't recognize any of the voices while entering my own mind. It was difficult to figure this out with only so little information. My head was starting to ache. But there was no one else here. Just my mom and she were in the living room. "I have a bad feeling about this!" That voice I recognized. It was mine. I was speaking out loud. Why hadn't I recognized my voice at first? I shook my head. Everything was a jumbled mess in here. In this room. In my mind. I couldn't think anymore. I just wanted to lay down… fall asleep.But hadn't I just woken up from a dream? Jeez, why was I so tired? I tried getting out of bed before I got the urge to go to the restroom. Everything felt limp and heavy as I struggled to the one down
**Important note at the end** ~*~*~*~ Damian P.o.v: "Sybil Leek, are you going to tell Mia the truth?" I ask "Yes I'm going to tell her but you guys can't stay here," she says. "They are following you but don't worry I have masked your scent from a mile away so they won't know where you guys went". "But how did you know we were coming?" Austin Ask "I'm a witch, remember?" she answers "Tell Mia, I'm picking her up tomorrow, I don't want her going anywhere alone," I said "Okay, that's a good idea," she says, "but please keep an eye on the people who surrounding you cause there is a spy in your pack" "And why should I trust you?" Austin asks. "I never told you that you should trust me" she answered. ~*~*~*~ Sybil P.o.v: "I never told you to trust me,'' I said. "Ace, do you think we can trust her enough to leave Mia here" I hear Damian ask his wolf. Magic. Let me introduce myself. My name is Sybil Leek and I was born on February 22, 1917, in England (A/N: Yes she is a real p
Austin P.o.v: It's been 10 years since I last saw my little sister. Questions constantly invade my thoughts.. Where is she? Is she alive? Does she remember me? Does she think about her family? "Alpha, I think we crossed a border," says my beta. "Ok, let's slow down so it won't look like we are attacking," I said. "When the warriors reach us, don't attack." "Yes, sir," everyone replies. When we arrive closer to the pack-house on this territory, not only are we met by their warriors but by their Alpha Damien Gray. The person I was hoping to talk to. "What are you doing here, rogue?" The Alpha sneers. "I came here to warn you," I replied. "Warn me?" He asks. "What for?" "The Alpha of the Half Moon pack is starting a war," I state. "What do you mean with war?" Damien asks. "I was walking around his border and I heard one of his guards saying that their alpha is planning a war and every pack who doesn't join them will die," I say, point-blank. I don't care if I'm killed for tre
Mia's P.o.v: I can't believe what I'm hearing. I was kidnaped?! Does mom know about this? If she does, why hasn't she said anything to me? Is she and dad my real family? Is this the reason why she always acted strange when I asked her about my father? So many questions that only one person can answer. "What is your mother's name?" Austin asks me. "Sybil Leek," I reply. I watch his face turn angry. Damian moves in front of me just as Austin lets out a growl. Damian's back is to me, covering any sight of Austin. What the heck is happening? Damian whispers something to Austin. I don't quite catch what he says but I swear he told him to calm down. Austin moves. I catch sight of his arm. What? Are those claws? They disappear so fast I'm not sure if I did see them or not. Austin walks away and he's out the door. Damian turns to me. "What's going on?" I ask him. "I'm sorry. It's not my story to tell," he replies. "What is not your story to tell?" I say. "Damian, I'm confused." "I
Mia's P.o.v: I wake up with the sun on my face. Ugh. Why does my head hurt? "Mom, why did you open the curtains?" I ask. "Mom?" an unknown voice asks me. "Since when did I become your mom, Cutie-pie?" I let out a scream when I opened my eyes and saw Damian. "What are you doing in my room?" "Your room?" he says. "Cutie-pie, had you opened your beautiful eyes earlier, you would've seen this isn't your room nor your home." I take a look around. He is, in fact, right. This isn't my bedroom. Omg, why am I so stupid? I feel myself become red with embarrassment. "Why does my head hurt so much?" I ask Damian. "What happened?" "Maybe because you are experiencing a hangover?" he said. "Do you remember what happened last night?" "Hangover?" I ask. "But I don't drink. I don't remember anything from last night." "Well, princess, last night you did drink a lot." "What else happened last night?" "Well, you and Nella had a lot to drink. Mike and I had to carry you and Nella to the car 'ca
Damian P.o.v: "Hey, man, wake up! We are going to be late!" "Mike, get out! I'll be ready in twenty," I exclaim. You'd think a twenty-five-year-old would have the freedom to sleep-in. That's not the case when you're the Alpha of a wolf pack. I get out of bed, do my morning routine, then I go downstairs. Antonella, my sister, walks up to me with the biggest smile. "Good morning, big bro," she greets. "Don't forget you promised to take me to school today." I groan. Everyone is after me today. "C'mon then. Let's go," I say. "Yay!" Nella squeals. I wince. Dear God, no, please. Nella happily beelines to my car and gets in. I follow suit to the driver's seat. I take her to US University, twenty minutes away from the pack-house. We enter the gated campus and drive to the main building where I'll be dropping her off. As a former alumnus, I know my way around. Walking in the hall, I feel something soft hit me. I look down and see the most beautiful girl is about to fall, I catch her
Mia's Pov: Two months ago, he died. It's been two months since I've slept peacefully. I see him when I close my eyes. My dreams have transformed into nightmares. He was the one who understood me. The one who was there for me. Now, he's gone. Who do I have left? Who do I matter too? I have nothing. My stepmother and I recently moved to this new city. I'll be starting college today. It's been a hustle. Losing my father hasn't been the easiest to get used to. ~*~*~*~ I get dressed and go downstairs, into the kitchen. "Morning, honey," I hear her say. "Morning, mom," I replied to her. We're close. My biological mom left when I was young. My stepmom has been the only mom I've known. "Are you ready for your first day of school?" "Ugh, no, mom. Do I have to go?" "Yes, sweetie. I'm not going to be here when you get back from school. I'm working late," she announces. Again like always. "Okay, mom. See you whenever I do." ~*~*~*~ Once I was out of my car, everyone stopped and stared