True to my father's words, the members of the Winterborn pack were small in number. They weren't half in size compared to the Dark moon’s, not only was the Dark moon pack the most powerful, but they also were the highest in population amongst the other werewolves pack.The members of the Winterborn pack were distinguishable from their very pale skin and light hair color which told me that wherever they had been previously inhibited received less sunlight than here.Their leader, the Beta, was a sick-looking man and he walked with difficulty.The members of the Dark Moon pack had gathered around to watch the merger and they did with a mix of eager and anxious eyes.The Beta stood in front of me and Damon and he gave us a grateful smile.“It is my greatest pleasure and I hold nothing but profound appreciation to you, Alpha Damon, for agreeing to this pack merger despite Winterborn having little to offer. I speak for the whole of Winterborn when I swear complete loyalty and devotion to y
I shared a look of worry with Damon, my fears had come true. My eyes darted about in search of them but I saw nothing. The cries from the pack members increased and right before my eyes, I saw an arrow fly and lodged itself in the chest of the Beta of the former Winterborn pack.The man’s eyes widened just as another one flew and landed in his throat, blood oozed from him and he collapse to the floor, his eyes wide open in horror.The warriors were at alert now, yelling orders to each other as they moved swiftly into action. Their new leader of the warriors, Silas, hurried over to us. “Alpha, I’ll escort you back to your homes. It’s unsafe now.”Damon pulled out the blade that was tucked underneath his shirt, its sharp end glinted dangerously. His eyes had darkened and his voice came out rough when he spoke.“Escort the Luna.” He said.I shook my head immediately. “No, no.” There was no way in hell and back that I'll be caught cowering inside the house while he fought against the vam
When realization dawned on me, slowly, I raised my head to look at Damon and what I saw in his eyes made my blood run cold.Disgust.His shock was dying down giving room to express the disgust he felt. I should have been prepared for it, all this while I had thought I’d be able to stomach the hatred he would feel when he gets to know but now that it was here, I realized nothing would have prepared me for this pain.It punched me in the guts, sucking out all of the air in me.It drained everything in me, just that look was enough to weaken my bones, still my heart, and break my existence over and over again.“Sorcery,” Maxwell whispered through his throaty voice. His already sunken eyes looked even more sunken as they went to Micheal’s lifeless body.Chaos broke out. Noise filled the air all of a sudden, slicing through the silence as people spoke rapidly, all at once and I caught nothing of it.My mom was watching me with a horrified expression, the tears that had welled up in her eye
He thought I’d killed the real Alena. He thought I’d killed her and taken her form.That was the only reasoning that made sense, it would never occur to anyone that I had been reborn again as her. It was either that or my mom had cheated on her mate with a sorceress and had me. I tried to stop more tears from falling as I stared back into his eyes hoping to see any of the affection he had in them but they were dark and void of emotion.“I didn't kill her.” I managed to say and just at once his hold tightened.“Don’t lie to me!” He barked.I could feel my chest tightening at the lack of air but I couldn't care less, my heart pumped faster, my pulse quickened, his hold remained until my head swooned and I began to feel dizzy until he let me go, leaving me to clutch the table beside me.I coughed, one hand holding my neck he'd just released as the cough shook me.Damon walked away from me, pacing at the other end with his hand running through his face in frustration.“This can't be happe
My narration was calm, unhurried, and said with an ease I didn't at all feel. All through it, I held my hands in front of me, pinching hard and hard into the inside of my palm.I could almost hear the sound of my heart as it beat faster almost deafening me.Silence filled the air when I was done, and slowly I opened my eyes to see Damon was still standing in his exact position during the time I had taken to speak, the only thing that had changed was how stiffly he stood, his fists clenched tight by his side.We stared at each other wordlessly, I held my breath and waited for him to say something, anything but the silence remained and it hurt more than I could ever imagine silence would.His face was void of any emotion, the mask was on and I recall the last time I’d seen him like this was right before the execution.“I hated you,” I said eventually. “I wished you horrible things and I wanted you to pay for what you had done.”“What changed?” His voice was rough.I didn't say anything,
Damon pulled away from her as though he'd been burnt. What was wrong with him? Had he somehow gone crazy?He was sure he had, that was the only explanation for this because all of this was sheer madness. He had almost kissed her, the same person who had ruined his life and destroyed his love.The pain he felt in his chest was unexplainable, the feeling of betrayal was worse. He had loved her, he had loved her so much and had put complete faith and trust into her and this was the result?Damon felt like a fool, the biggest one to have ever lived. How could he have trusted her so blindly even though there had been hints of her deception that he should have picked on but no, like a lovesick fool he had overlooked it all, defended her in the face of all the accusations.The embarrassment he felt was terrible, he was so close to smacking his head for being so foolish, so stupid enough to have trusted her - Eliana.The woman in front of him didn't in any way look like the sorcerer's daught
I could feel my heart pounding loudly all the way in my ears, with every step we took, I wanted to take less.“We have to keep going, Luna,” Aaron said, guiding me towards where I had no idea and I allowed him to lead me off. I was too unstable to think of anything else - he was going to suffer for this, I knew he was. I just had no idea what to do to help.The same way the tears ran down my eyes blurring my vision, I felt my pain blur out my ability to think coherently so I simply let him lead me, blindly stumbling after him as he pulled me deeper and deeper past a thick mass of greenery.“You are bleeding.” I heard Aaron say but his voice sounded like it was coming from far away, his words barely registering in my head until I noticed we’d stopped. I looked down and saw I was bleeding, my foot must have stepped on something sharp, blood oozed from it.Aaron looked at my injured leg and then backward as though we were being chased, a pained look on his face, his indecisiveness glarin
My mind was in turmoil and I couldn’t tell how long I lay there, unmoving and simply focusing on the pain and emptiness. Tears rolled down my eyes, never stopping until I felt like I had lost all the moisture left in me.It didn’t make sense, he couldn’t do this. I turned it over and over in my head trying to make sense of it until I felt a growing ache in my head.Finally, I got up and began to make my way back towards the Dark Moon pack. It didn’t matter to me the repercussions, I could still feel the lingering feelings of pain I had felt from Damon.Something was wrong, something was terribly wrong and I dreaded what I was going back to find.The walk back to town was longer, probably because it was a painful feat to put one leg in front of the other, not with the way my whole body was burning with pain from when I had fallen. I was aware of my injured foot but it had stopped bleeding, it was still sore and it made walking difficult.I was sure the sight of me was terrible but that