Now that I had woken up, my heart still raced as though I was running some kind of marathon, but with Archer beside me whispering to help me calm down, I felt it slow. But the King’s comment regarding the odd glass ball in my hand still wasn’t making sense, how can some ball of glass help me win the war against those terrifying beasts? “What do you mean, how is this going to help me?” I ask once I fully calmed down a little, sitting up on the sofa whilst Archer took his seat beside me, the King simply smiled watching me. “Not only that one but the countless I had made leading up to the war, even though I do not doubt the wonders of your powers for a moment, these will help you regain your strength.” The King explained walking over as I handed him back the ball, which he soon smiled studying more closely. “From the outside it seems as though it could be some inexpensive décor piece of some sort, but it is what I had put inside it which really makes it unique. With the progress yo
The earliest memories that a person holds should be some of the most treasured, perhaps a little picnic that you and your family went on, a wanderer's day out that brings you such immense joy whenever it pops into your mind.But for me, my earliest memory is of pain and despair, it's my earliest yet my most agonising memory that I hold. When I was only a young child, our peaceful little pack was attacked one night by the infamously cruel Dark Warrior Pack. They not only took us for everything that we had but took one of the purest people to grace this earth. The one person who sacrificed her own life to save that of her children.My feet skipped along the frozen cobblestone path leading from the pack house, my mind consumed with excitement for what this day would bring. The freezing temperatures of winter pricked my rosey cheeks as I skipped, along with my breath emitting an icy cloud of mist, I couldn’t help the giggles that escaped my lips. “Fern hunny, please put your cardigan on
That night I stepped out of the pack house and into the pitch black, my father had just given me the rundown of which traps needed to go where and what I should look out for. But as he spoke, all I could think was how I had the easier job, I just had to stand there and make sure no one from The Dark Warrior Pack find us and if they did, alarm everyone so we can get out of there. As I took a deep breath in, I couldn’t help but feel a slight sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, but it wasn’t one of dread or panic, but full of anticipation. It was as though deep down in my being, I knew something was going to happen tonight, something life changing. I shook the feeling off and put my game face on, my father was trusting me to get this done and I couldn’t let him down. “Alright, the Alpha wants this done as efficiently as possible, we need to be in and out of that place before any of them can blink, you got it?” I ask looking at all the fighters that would be executing this job wi
After waving goodbye to Hadwin for the night, I returned to my bedroom to get some much-needed rest after the eventful day that I had endured. But no matter how long I lay in bed and forced sleep, it never came. All that was rushing through my head was the thought of my mate, his bright blue eyes were all I could see when I would close mine. I tossed and turned trying to force the image of his face out of my head, but each time I was met with resistance from my wolf. She was beyond angry that I had ran from my mate rather than run into his arms, but she was only thinking about the mate aspect, I had the problem of my father hating every single person in that pack more than anything on this earth. But that was not the only issue with us meeting, it was the circumstances that we met under which is bringing more issues to the surface. He caught me and the other men setting traps in his pack border which whole purpose was to inflicted harm on him and any of his pack members, that doesn’t s
As I entered the pack house through the back door, I find it was in total chaos. Many of the pack members were running around in a panicked state attempting to find a place to hide, most holding tiny children who looked as terrified as the ones holding them. My breathing was heavy as I looked around for my own hiding place, I can’t allow this Alpha to find me, what if he doesn’t want me as a mate and is just angry because I was one of the people who set the traps?! I stood in the middle of the lobby while many ran past me, it felt like a blur and time had sped up for everyone around me, but I was still stuck in the moment. Someone taking my arm and pulling me slightly is what snapped me from my trance, initially, I was worried that I had been too slow, and the angry Alpha had his chance to grab me. But when I saw Hadwin’s worried face looking down at me, I knew I had a little more time to panic. “Fern, why are you just standing there, you need to find a place to hide before the invader
I freeze in place, my breath hitching in my throat as the Alpha remained behind me, his whole aroma caused my wolf to purr in my head and attempt to force me to melt into him more. His muscular arms wrapped around my body, showing me the many beautiful pieces of artwork that he had tattooed onto his forearms. As I place my hand on his arm in attempts to free myself from his grasp, a million tiny sparks begin to dance up my skin and spread throughout my entire being. This action only causing my wolf to purr even louder and beg for me to fall right into his arms, but to her dismay, that was something I was not going to do. “Let me go!” I say beginning to fight against him, but this only caused the Alpha to grip me even harder than before, I guess he doesn’t only have those rippling muscles for show. “And why would I do that, you’re my mate, now that I have you tightly in my grasp, you will never escape me again.” He whispers in a chuckle like tone close to my ear again, this action
The walk back to The Dark Warrior Pack was long, I assumed when we were far away enough from my father's pack, Archer would have us stop to shift, it would kill the journey time immensely, but he didn’t, not that I would have been able to anyway. When I brought up this topic he simply sniggered, he explained he didn’t know if he trusted me not to run off once again after I shifted. In all honesty, that thought would have crossed my mind if I were to shift, but I also knew I had made a deal that I had to stand by and shifting would only cause even more trouble down the road. “Are you sure this is a wise idea, you didn’t see the fight she put up with some of our men, I don’t know if they’ll take too kindly to her acting as Luna.” One of the fighters who walked beside us asks, I smile not minding if Archer changed his mind so I could head home. “I mean if it’s going to be an issue, I will happily go back.” I say shrugging my shoulders whilst turning around, but due to me still being
The longer that I sat in the deserted bedroom pulling at the chains, the more the little hope which I still held in my heart that I was to get out of here alive drifted from my mind. My back now leaning against the wall with my legs pulled up to my chest, I truly felt as though I was the same little child who awoke from a nightmare and circled up in the corner waiting for Hadwin to come and make it all better. I would say my father was there but since my mother passed, he was never the loving father that he once was. He was physically there sometimes but you knew mentally, he was somewhere else completely. Now that my mother had appeared in my mind and everything that happened to her, I couldn’t help but be riddled with the deep feeling of guilt for where I was sitting. I couldn’t understand how any of this was fair, why am I mated to the Alpha of the pack who killed my mother all of those years ago? Was it all some kind of sick joke that was being played on me? A single tear escapi
Now that I had woken up, my heart still raced as though I was running some kind of marathon, but with Archer beside me whispering to help me calm down, I felt it slow. But the King’s comment regarding the odd glass ball in my hand still wasn’t making sense, how can some ball of glass help me win the war against those terrifying beasts? “What do you mean, how is this going to help me?” I ask once I fully calmed down a little, sitting up on the sofa whilst Archer took his seat beside me, the King simply smiled watching me. “Not only that one but the countless I had made leading up to the war, even though I do not doubt the wonders of your powers for a moment, these will help you regain your strength.” The King explained walking over as I handed him back the ball, which he soon smiled studying more closely. “From the outside it seems as though it could be some inexpensive décor piece of some sort, but it is what I had put inside it which really makes it unique. With the progress yo
Archer sat with his hands together and his leg bouncing as he waited in anticipation for Fern to return, he didn’t want to leave her, but she assured him she wouldn’t be long and asked him to keep an eye on their special guest, which Archer ensured he watched every move that man made. Hadwin sat at his desk also staring at the King, he was like his father, didn’t like or trust this man at all for what he not only did to his mother but what he was planning to do with his sister. To him, Fern was much too trusting of people sometimes, they’ll sweet talk her a load of nonsense and make her believe they have the best of intentions. He knew that was exactly what the King would attempt to do. But for the King, he had dealt with the eyes of judgment or resentment for most of his reign, there will always be someone who simply does not like authority and his status represents that. So having the off stares from two Alpha’s didn’t faze him in the slightest as he walked around the office wit
Once arriving back to Hadwin’s new pack house and finding some of my old clothes from when I lived here, I make my way through the maze of hallways which I had worried I wouldn’t recognise due to the rebuilt but to my shock but also delight, the corridors seemed to match the house I had grown up in nearly to a T, even my bedroom was in the same place! As I reached the lobby, I had to stop dead in my tracks and stare at the portrait which sat right in the centre of the lobby. It was a photo I hadn’t seen before but one that brought a tear to my eye. It was of my mother and father back before neither me nor Hadwin were born, it was at their rehearsal dinner for their wedding, my mother wore a beautiful white dress whilst my father was decked out in one of his suits. Looking into their eyes and seeing how happy they were, it made everything that’s happened worth it in a sense. They were so happy when they were together and even though it cuts deeper than I would have expected, I know w
The service for my father went on without a hitch, Hadwin took the stage and gave a beautiful speech about our father and the incredible father he was and how he strived to be even half the Alpha he was. My hand remained in Archer’s the entire time, who would send me a little squeeze whenever he sensed that my sadness was starting to boil. Our unexpected guest also sat there quietly listening, Archer sure to send him a few looks every now and then to let him know even though this was my father's funeral, he wasn’t letting his guard down. Before long, we were all stood in my mother's memorial garden laying my father to rest right beside her, we know it’s what he would have wanted, and I was beyond honoured to have done it for him. As I stood to the side watching as everyone took their roses and threw them in where my fathers coffin sat, my eyes welled with tears as I gazed realising, I would never see my father again, a realisation which hadn’t hit until this moment. A hand slowly
I stood there more annoyed than anything whilst Hadwin, turned his head to see who had arrived before a deadly growl leaves his lips and I’m pulled to stand behind him. His action only making a chuckle leave the man’s lips. “You, Alpha Hadwin, are very much like your father.” The King chuckled walking closer to the steps where we were stood at the top, his hand on the buttons of his suit jacket seeming to not have a care in the world. “And you, Luna Fern, look every part your mother's daughter, it’s as though I’m looking her in the eyes and not yourself. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance after all of this time, that mate of yours did not appreciate me in your pack.” The King laughed now turning his attention to me stood behind my rather angry brother, but now he had brought up Archer, he was the only person I wanted to ask for help. “Before you mind-link that mate of yours, how about you and I have a chat?” The King asked as though he knew what I was about to do, which onl
In just under a week later, the day of my father’s funeral had rolled around, a day I hoped would bring me more peace to heal, it had been one of the hardest weeks of my life and I prayed it would start to get better. Archer and I had been around my now brother’s pack everyday since my fathers passing, not only holding him when he wanted to break down in private but also helping the shift between the soon to Alpha to the proper Alpha go smoothly. As like Hadwin, Archer’s title was dumped on him unexpectedly, so he knew what things had to be in order for Hadwin to fully understand the ropes. On our visits, we were also able to arrange the grand funeral which would be starting in any moment. The main ceremony would now be held inside of the fully rebuild pack house, it still hurts that my father never got to see it before he died but I knew he’d say it wasn’t supposed to be done when he was Alpha, but when my brother took the title. Planning his funeral helped a little, I couldn’t
What happened next was a blur, it was as through my entire body and emotions were numb, I was simply being pulled around without any clear indication where I was going. I didn’t even realise Archer had taken me back to the pack house, helped me into some comfier clothes and went into the bathroom to change himself. As I sat on the bed staring off at the wall, my mind did laps of all that had happened with my father and asking myself why he did that? Why didn’t I agree with Emmett and get some horrible prisoner to take the fall, I mean they had done some awful things and even though it would have hurt me to see, it would hurt a whole lot less than my father stepping in and dying! “As I told Emmett, we did not have time to bring a prisoner, they would have entered and eaten someone by then. It’s not your fault Fern, there was nothing any of us could have done.” Archer said softly walking from the bathroom after hearing my thoughts, but I simply shook my head staring down at the floo
None of us went to speak after that fact, the creatures only drew even closer to us, its teeth even sharper the closer they got and the more my heart pounded in my chest. “I can tell you something for free, you ain’t sacrificing me for this!” Becca shouted as though that would be our first thought as she was a rouge, but that never even crossed my mind. “Is there time for us to go down to the prison and get one of the prisoners who are rotting anyway?” Emmett asked as though giving anyone up would be a good idea, that’s horrible. “No time, with how swift they are approaching, they’ll be at the centre of our pack by that point.” Archer replied with his hand tightly locked around my waist pulling me back with each centimetre the creatures would take, but I still couldn’t help but shake my head. “I don’t want to sacrifice anyone! Isn’t there another way to get them away?!” I ask knowing they were only thinking about the safety of us and our other pack members, but I don’t want to
The ballroom fell silent in that moment, even the music seemed to quieten down as everybody’s attentions went from Theo standing at the door with such fear on his face before back at Archer and me. Sending a smile to everyone in hopes of silently telling them to go back to dancing and to mind their business, I pick the bottom of my dress up and quickly make my way over to Theo, Archer hot on my tail. Once I made it over to him, I knell down as like before so he and I could speak at his level but also to act as a kind of block from everyone staring at him. “What’s wrong?” I ask noticing the absolute fear in his eyes the closer I got to him, he looked somewhat more scared than he did the first time we met, and he was chained up, something must have really spooked him. “Mummy sent me, she was watching the border like you told her when some black monsters appeared, my mummy screamed and told me to come and get you!” Theo exclaimed, his entire little body shaking with fear, but as so