Whispers swept through the crowd at the stranger’s presence, and I knew from the corner of my eye when the warriors drew their blades from its sheath that they could all perceive his scent.Damon’s hand reached out to me and he took a step forward protectively placing me behind him.“A vampire?” My dad growled. Alex immediately sprung to action, he hurriedly made his way towards where we were, trying to push past the sea of bodies below.The man’s eyes didn't leave mine and I stood too frozen to speak. I had anticipated this but now that it was happening, I had no idea what to do, he knew partly what I was and I knew he was going to say something and I would be damned if I let the Dark Moon pack publicly execute me again.“I came here to see the Luna, why? Is that not allowed?” He asked.“Damon!” I let out an ear-piercing cry as I grabbed onto him shaking with fear.He pulled me close wrapping his arms around me protectively, letting his body swallow mine as he used himself as a shiel
“Damon!” I called before rushing into his arms. He hugged me back, resting his chin on the top of my head as he inhaled the smell of my hair.“You’re intoxicating.” He said in a hoarse voice.I pulled back and searched his eyes with mine looking for any change to tell me the vampire had said something, anything that might cast a shadow of doubt on his face but his expression said nothing out of the ordinary had occurred and I felt myself slowly relax.“Are you okay?” He asked, placing both gently, holding my face in his hands as his eyes ran over me.“It’s you I should be asking,” I said with a horrified look on my face. “Look at all this blood… I…”He nodded and stepped away from me. “I’ll clean up.”I took a step closer to him and let my arms go around his back.“You are not angry?” He asked.“Why would I be?” He pulled away from me. “You asked me last night not to kill him.”I had? My mind came up blank, but that wasn't important. The vampire was dead and to my knowledge, he hadn't
The room was almost dark except for the small rays of sunlight that streamed in through the tiny window above. My hands found the light switch by the door and I switched it on and immediately bright lights filled the space.The room was pristine as though it was still in use, and it probably was. I walked further into it, it was quite big for an attic. Boxes were stacked on top of one another and in the corner of the room was a baby crib, my heart clenched - it must have belonged to the baby that had died too.Whoever had cursed Aria and the baby must have held a strong grudge against Damon, a curse this strong took years to prepare. It was why I knew my mother had nothing to do with it, we stayed away from the werewolves and they did the same, she was too busy with her own business to bother with anyone else's, and also, my mother wouldn't hurt anyone. I could swear on my life about that.“Now let's see what this holds,” I said, bringing down one of the boxes, I opened it and saw it
“Are you sure you are not just a weakling masquerading strength?” The witch asked, grinning at him. Yet again, he fought revulsion at the sight of her teeth.He said nothing in response to her question, these days he was choosing to maintain himself. It was a stroke of luck on his path that no one had seen him killing Tobias and he had successfully buried him where he'd never be found. He was getting reckless these days and any mistake now would be enough to ruin his decades-long plan, there would be nothing to live for if that happens.She gave him a humorous look. “You are then? It’s no surprise, I simply have my regrets about wasting my time with you.”“Give me what I asked.” He said in a tone that showed he was trying his hardest to contain his anger.“Why should I do that? You haven't kept any of your promises to me.” She countered.He took a deep breath. “What was the nonsense you blabbed about the other day? About darkness being born?”“I should be asking you,” She said. “How i
Wild, Dirty Sins“Are you okay?” I asked him for the hundredth time and like before, Damon simply nodded with his eyes glued to the book in his hands, his legs crossed. I knew he wasn’t reading it because for the past minutes, he was still on the same page he’d been on.Whatever was wrong with him, I knew for certain had to do with the visit of the bloodied man that had left. I had tried eavesdropping on them but the walls were thick, and all I could hear was the hum of their voices as they spoke.What had they spoken about? What had led to the fight? From what I’ve seen, Damon was a dangerously calm person, he didn’t like to get his hands dirty, and he avoided violence. So what in the world had his visitor said to him to provoke him in that manner?I patted the towel on my hair to dry it up before climbing on top of the bed where I laid and simply watched him.“You should go to sleep.” He said, finally turning over to the next page.“You should too.”He looked up at me for a few seco
The long, black cloak I was wearing belonged to Damon but it did well enough to swallow me, making me unrecognizable. I hurriedly made my way deeper into the forest until I sighted the large tree that I was headed towards. I moved faster until I got to it, its numerous branches were rich with its production of leaves that hung lowly, completely shielding whoever stood beneath it.I shut my eyes and focused on the scene. I had been there only once because it was dangerous for me and Mother, but still, I was going to try my best to recreate it in my mind if I wanted to be there… I needed help.Slowly the scene came to mind - the small village the sorcerers family Mother came from had built for themselves and soon, the imagery enhanced itself in my mind. I could smell the fresh water from the stream Mother and I had appeared in front of for the first time we had teleported there, I could hear the humming sound as the wind blew the trees, and as soon as I felt something, my eyes snapped
The room I woke up in was a large, beautifully decorated one. The bed was soft and had a feathery feel to it, I felt myself sink into it further for comfort as I hugged the pillow closer, it was only after a few seconds had gone by did I shoot up, remembering where I was and what had happened.And as soon as I’d jumped down from the bed, aunt Aurora walked in with a small tray in hand.She dropped the tray that contained broth in a small bowl on the stool in front of me. “It’s for the headache.” She said just as immediately, I felt a splitting headache, and I cradled my head.“Go on,” She urged, nodding at the broth soup. “What did you put in it? Something to make me sleep longer this time?” I asked snarkily.She sighed. “I’m sorry about that, Eliana, but I had no choice. I couldn't let you walk away just like that. I didn't know if I was ever going to see you if you had walked out through that door.”I said nothing and simply massaged the side of my head. It was still daylight outsi
The man before me swayed and the smell of alcohol filled my nostril immediately. My heart rate accelerated as his eyes remained on mine.The buzz in my hand increased, I was going to have to do something about him.“No!” Hazel yelled, her angry voice resonating through me.“That’s enough Alena, you're the Luna of this pack and your duty us to protect them, not harm them like this.” She said.“And their duty was to properly conduct an investigation, not unjustly kill people.” I snapped at her.The man turned away from me and began to retch his guts out into the bushes, he stood up, swayed, made incoherent sounds before he began to throw up again. It was obvious he was drunk out of his mind.I watched him for a few more seconds before making the decision to spare him, I doubt even he would believe what he’d seen if he becomes sober and I was still completely cloaked, there was a high chance he didn't know my identity.“You shouldn't have gone to your aunt’s.” Hazel said. “I thought she'
You're not dead." I said harshly This was my fault. Why did it take me so long before making a move? Why had I allowed David and Valinne to use me for so long before I got half the mind to escape? I was so disgusted by myself.If anything happened to him, it was because of me."Alena," He muttered."Yes, yes," I nodded. "I'm here and you're fine now. I promise I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, I was stupid."His eyes opened a little and he stared at me.A small smile curled up his lips. "I've missed you." He said and I felt my heart still.I loved him.I loved him more than I could ever love anyone else.He was the ultimate love of my life and I couldn't believe I'd spent so much time hating him instead of truly loving him. I wasted a lot of time being angry at him but I was going to compensate for that.I was going to love him for the rest of my life I let go of him and climbed the slab on the floor to help me reach where his hands were chained. I inserted the key in the lock and unlocked
My eyes moved from the cell Alex was held in to the one opposite and I was shocked to see Adrianne. I had completely forgotten about the existence of these two people."What are you doing here?" Alex asked."Where is Damon?" I asked him in a frantic tone.He stared back at me with surprise. "Damon? Is he here?"I felt my eyes roll all the way back to my head and I wanted to leave him and continue with my search because I didn't have half the time to be standing around and chatting but I thought if there was anything, Alex would probably help find Damon.Especially now that it was proven that not he but David was the traitor. I wanted to feel sorry for accusing him wrongly and jumping to conclusions but I really was too exhausted to be bothered with such feelings so instead, I brought out the key I had stolen from the dungeon earlier during our squabble. It seemed like only one key unlocked all the locks of the cell rooms. I inserted the key into the lock and twisted it open."Hey!" Ad
I was taking a risk and it was one that might cause both I and Damon's life but it was all I could do. It was my last resort.My eyes shut, I tried my best to remember all I could about the convenience store, the shelves, the paint, the smell of it.My brain fought against the strain but I kept on with it, harder with each passing second until finally, I felt the air change, and when my eyes came open I was in the convenience store, I hoped.It was dark, so dark and cold I shivered from it despite the sweater I was wearing.I hoped with everything in me that I wasn't going to regret this, if my plans didn't work then it was over for Damon and me.I had guessed and I prayed it was correct that Damon was being held in the underground dungeons. It was the only place I could think of that he was being held in and it was like why David had refused to take me to see him.Although during my time there, I hadn't heard anything to indicate we were in the same building but something still convi
Alex watched the woman in the cell opposite him. It was what he had done for the past months they'd been locked together. He had only watched her with complete silence even though she tried to get him to talk, there was nothing for him to say to her.How stupid could he have been? Had he been so desperate for love, he had fallen madly for the first woman to give him attention and it didn't help that she looked like that. He had for so long been insecure about himself because of his scars and why wouldn't he be? Not after his true mate had rejected him.He still had the image of her in his mind - her long, thick blonde hair that cascaded down her back, almost reaching her waist, of her perfect skin and blue, bright eyes. She was an Alpha daughter and was his mate, his mate who had been horrified at the sight of him.It was why when Adrianne had given him attention, he had been taken by it, taken by her, and here they both were - he had just been a pawn in her game.It was his fault fo
He glared at me from where he was seated opposite me.“I won't do any more of your bidding if I don't see Damon and be convinced enough he is still alive.”Valinne chuckled. “Aren’t you just the cutest, Eliana?”“That is impossible, he is alive and that is all there is to that. You will not see him!”Was he truly dead? Fear gripped me.“Why won't you allow me to see him? If truly he is alive, it wouldn't be a problem for you, would it? The only reason I can think of…”David cut me off impatiently, “he is alive, I have no reason to kill him, not until you give me one, and right now, you really are.”“I want to see him!” I insisted. Why won't they allow me to see him if he was alive as they claimed and deep down, I knew he was but why were they being so insistent on me not seeing him? I hated the goosebumps the feeling of something being terribly wrong caused.“You shall not! Jeremiah!”“Shut up!” I growled and immediately everything around us rattled, the mugs on the table, the books b
“Get up!” Jeremiah said, opening the door and yelling at me from outside. I ignored him until he had to fill his big frame into the room and pull me, and himself out of it.He was panting slightly as he led me down the stairs and my lips widened into a smile at his discomfort.Today, I was led outdoors where a group of vampires was bound and lined up and the pack members were standing around and watching, the segregation between the werewolves and vampires remained. I let out a groan at the sight; how many prisoners does David need to punish?I stared at my feet this time as David spoke, willing for the time to move faster while still knowing that I was going to have a repeat of the days ago event.“These vampires bound today are those of us who have broken the important rule for the cohabitation of the two species. Blood feeding should only be done with wild animals, members of other packs, and rogues. My vision for this merger is to help the Dark Moon pack achieve what no other pack
“Ah,” He heard the self-satisfaction in David's voice. “I can see your senses are still sharp, Damon.”The fury in him had heightened with David’s presence but he wasn't going to let it show, it would only serve to give the idiot more pleasure about what he’d done. He wouldn't let him know that he was going crazy from being locked up, it was what he wanted.“I am a born Alpha, remember? There are just some things that can't be stolen, unfortunately.” He said in an arrogant tone that he wasn't feeling.The room was still engulfed in darkness and he found it slightly bothersome.“Refusing to show your face, David? Or you just can't stand looking at me? Strange since I expect you'd be reveling in my sight.” He said dryly.“Can’t stand looking at you, Damon?” And he chuckled. “There is nothing to look at.”The insult pierced him and he felt his jaw clench tight but he said nothing in response. The lights finally came on and like every single time, it momentarily left him blind so he had t
I would like to kill them all, every single person in existence around me.It would be an easy feat, I wanted to set them on fire, myself included. It would be easy, I said to myself again, all I had to do was to simply let my powers roll over me and connect it with nature’s energy, I could feel it buzzing beneath my feet.The anger and pain in me would be infused into it so much that no one would be spared when I unleashed but I couldn't.Nothing hurt more than the fact that I couldn't do it, so I cried, screamed, and kicked as I was bound back, the chains locked around my hands and I was led back to the attic where I currently sat, watching the wall opposite me with eyes blurred from tears.Marina.I repeated her names over and over again until it was the only thing ringing in my head. She was dead because of me, I had wanted to save her but instead, I had shown I cared much about her and made her prey to Valinne’s cruelty.A lesson for me.I wished I was dead.I wished Damon had le
The days seemed to roll into one for him and he could barely tell the difference between night and day. His eyes had gotten accustomed to the darkness of his holding cell and he could almost see the cracks on the wall, the peeling of the paint on it.The coldness from the damp walls was his constant partner, it seeped into his skin clinging to him, boring into him - his fingernails, toenails, chewing every inch of his body but he couldn't complain not when he was left at its mercy.He has been stripped off of almost all of his clothing, the only thing left on him was shorts that barely reached his knees. His both hands were chained to the wall and too many times to count, his knees had buckled but the chains locked onto his wrist held him up, digging into the skin.Relieving himself was an embarrassing feat, a pail was brought to him and he did his business while standing, one of his hands unchained, and after he was done, the pail was taken away and his hand was chained back.Damon w