As I stood beside Emmett who continued clutching tightly onto the dagger in his hands, the instant worry that such a blade was soon about to pierce through my skin was unbearable. Since I had met Emmett, I had never had a thought being in his presence that he would ever hurt me, but with what was gripped in his hands, I didn’t know if my first conclusion about him was correct. Before neither me or Archer could ask in worried voices what this man was planning, Emmett lifts the silver dagger in his hands and sends it plunging into his stomach. An enormous gasp leaves my lips as the shock of what I was seeing finally registers, my hands going straight to my lips as I took a step away from him, even Archer stepped away slightly, dumbfounded but a deep look of concern for his friend filled his expression. Emmett, who now stood with a huge shard of metal in his body, coughs a little from the first impact before he did something I knew you weren’t supposed to do, he rips the sharp blade
Once we had waved goodbye to Emmett after his stupid performance of stabbing himself and forcing me to unlock powers, I didn’t even know I possessed to save his life, it was time for Archer and I’s extremely late breakfast. In reality, we should simply stop calling it breakfast and skip to lunch as we always arrive late due to some strange situation showcasing itself. Before we dined, I wanted to go back to my room to wash my hands which were still stained with Emmett’s blood and grab some fresh clothes, the image of the hole in Emmett’s chest after he ripped that dagger out metaphorically, stained the clothes I was wearing and made such a deep feeling of sick to build in my throat that I wanted to strip my clothes off that second. After washing up and changing in the bathroom, I was about to turn to walk out the room to meet Archer who waited in the lobby for me. But as soon as I turned towards the bathroom door to leave, the burning sensation that I had experienced after returni
The tension rose to such a high intensity once that ominous question left my lips, neither of us went to speak as we looked at each other. Archer’s eyes held such a deep feeling of desire as he watched my every move, the pain I felt still present but when looking into his, it slowly melted away. Releasing his tight grip on the wooden doorframe, Archer walks forward, the sound of his shoes tapping off the tile flooring held much more power than ever before and caused my wolf to get giddy. With each step he would move closer to me, I felt myself slipping deeper into his spell, each worry of what may lay ahead for me vanishing from my mind. After a moment, his feet came to a halt right in front of me, the feeling of his eyes staring down at my body so intensely allowing my own feelings of desire and need for his touch to reach the surface once again. Looking up at him as he stared down at me with such dark eyes, my arm reaches up for him, my body begging for his touch. With that sa
After that intense moment, we ordered our lunch to the room as I was still a little embarrassed that everyone in this pack and the ones surrounding now knew that I was the Luna and what activity had to take place for that to happen. Archer didn’t mind though; he was more than happy to stay in bed with me all day getting to do the same little dance a couple more times. So, when I awoke in the morning, I was more than tired from the extra activities and a tiny bit sore at the same time. Looking up to Archer who lay beside me, his arms wrapped around my body keeping me safe, I couldn’t help the smile which graced my lips. If you would have told me the night that I discovered who I was mated to that in a few short months, I’d be laying in his arms with a smile on my face, I wouldn’t have believed you. I knew he and I had a long way to go and some walls to climb over due to my past, but for right now, I was happy. Taking a look over to the clock on the bedside table, I discovered I o
I opened my mouth to speak and tell him my answer, but I truly didn’t know what to say. My birthday had always been something I have dreaded each year; it was not full of happiness and celebration but pain for what my family had lost and what could have been. “H-how do you know?” Is all I could think to say, I had kept my birthday and anything surrounding my life back at my father’s pack close to my chest, I also knew they couldn’t access my records due to my wolf which left me even more confused on how it was Archer had this kind of information. “While you were training the fighters, I was contacted by one of my border guards down at the west border.” Archer begins to explain, I knew right off the bat the west border was the one which separated this pack to my father’s. “There was a certain individual who wished for something to be passed on to Miss Fern Hewitt, due to the pack in question and who it was addressed to, the border guards asked my permission. I was not prepared to p
The room remained silent as the card which held my mothers beautiful handwriting looked back at me, normally, holding a card your mother had written for you wouldn’t be that shocking. But considering, mine has been dead for twenty-four years, my brain wasn’t quite understanding how any of this made any sense. “Could this be an old card from when your mother was alive?” Archer asked thinking the same thing I was, my dead mother isn’t going to rise from her grave and write me a birthday card, is she?! But I knew what each and every card my mother ever wrote for me looked like, each year on my birthday or whenever I missed her, I would look through my keepsake box where all of my most precious memories stood. I have read those cards countless times but have never seen this one before. “As I only got to share two birthdays with my mother, she would buy me beautiful cards with little fairies or princess castles. I have truly never seen this card before.” I explain still holding the p
After reading the card from my mother and receiving her necklace, the thoughts of what she may have been hinting about the future battled in my brain. We had suspected all of this mess and why my life was forced to be so secretive was due to the King, but now she had confirmed it herself, it terrified me. What if the King’s planning some wild attacks and wants me by his side so he’d be invincible?! Was that why he turned so deadly when my mother refused to hand me over? But if that is the case, why did he not return after she died to come and get me from my father? Was that why my father made his pack so dreadful to live, to scare away anyone who attempts to break in and take me again? I knew at the moment, I didn’t know how I was going to get any answers to my questions but the longer that I allowed them to spiral, I would only worry more. As I sat on Archer’s lap while he worked, I scanned the room in hopes of finding any distraction from my thoughts, even if it was only for a m
Both men looked at me a little confused initially, before Archer seemed to think he knew what I meant by this and shook his head with a look of annoyance. “This is not an invitation for you to go back to your fathers pack, yes you may be marked now, and my trust for you has risen, but I do not trust that at the first chance after seeing your old home, you will run.” He said in a stern voice as though that idea went into my mind, where I only stood up with my arms crossed. “Okay first off Mr Alpha, do not speak to me in that tone and second, I wasn’t talking about going back to my family and asking them, they probably wouldn’t even show me anyway and make it seem as though such things didn’t exist. I was actually talking about going to visit one of my father’s good friends, Alpha Aidan of the Beacon Hill pack. It’s a small pack in a rather secluded area around twenty miles from here.” I explain placing the papers which were in my hand back in the box, Emmett nodding his head whilst
It’s been a few days since I spoke with Alexander down in the cell, he and Archer spent hours talking in his office about everything, I excused myself to speak with the King and the guys to give them privacy. The King had explained all we learnt from Alexander regarding Alpha Aidan, so imagine how tense the air felt in that office when I entered. Emmett was of course angry, we had been led down the river by Aidan, someone posing as a friend who wanted to offer his assistance, was really the man who was posing us the danger! Whilst I could see Hadwin felt the same as I did, we had grown up with this man thinking he was one of the purest around. He took us in when our father was too much to bear, we even addressed him as Uncle Aidan on so many occasions. But now to know he was the opposite of all we thought he could be and if we boiled it down, was one of the main factors which led to our mother's death, it was a hard pill to swallow. After having a chat surrounding Aidan, we began
The silence of the area took hold of each person that stood to witness it, not one of us knowing what was about to happen next with the notorious angry Alpha which stood right beside me with his arm around my waist. This was something I know Archer had always wanted to happen, to have his father finally, take the blame for what had happened and make everyone see that he’d been telling the truth from the start. But due to everything, it was something he thought would never happen. But now to have his father fully clear his name, I don’t know if he understood what to do next. After a long pause of tense silence, Archer takes a step forward standing in his Alpha stance looking over as our pack members who looked back at little worried and some even sympathetic, now they knew what I’d been trying to tell them since I arrived here was true, they felt bad. “Pack members, I also want to thank you at how swift you all listened to your Luna’s order and gathered here without a second tho
After explaining to the two men with me what my plan was, both seemed more than doubtful that it was going to work but when I looked into Alexander’s eyes as the guards returned and I’d given them my new instruction, I could see the hope but also such gratitude as he looked back at me. “Why are you helping me, it would be much easier for you to walk out of here and pretend we never spoke?” He asked as the guards stood him up and wrapped the suitable chains around his arms and legs. “As I said, this is not only going to help you but will also help Archer and with all he’s done for me, it’s only right I repay the favour.” I say with a smile placing my hands behind my back before a chuckle escape my lips. “And my father used to always say, taking the easy way out may seem simple but it only brings you more trouble down the line.” I joked thinking back to all the times my father had me take the difficult path on jobs he’d send me, at the time I thought he was doing it to pick on me bu
Alexander looked down at the table with a look of sorrow as the King, knowing I wasn’t planning on going anywhere until I heard what Alexander had to say, took his seat beside me and got comfortable to hear what else we needed to know. “I know many will refuse to believe me when I say, I truly did not have any other choice but to kill my family. That is such an outlandish claim, but it is the truth.” Alexander said looking up at me with tears in his eyes, where the vulnerability of this former heartless Alpha broke my heart in a such profound way. “As like you did when we spoke about the flesh eaters and how you helped my mother, start from the beginning.” I say hoping to guide him through telling us the truth, I know this is something he’d been forced to keep to himself for so many years, so actually saying the words is probably so incredibly hard for him. “It all started with your mother's death, as like most of all the awful things that have transpired. I know you may find me
As his words marinated in my mind, the more hurt and confused I became, how could Aidan do such a thing? When Hadwin and I were growing up after our mother died, he was our only source of happiness and peace, he was the brightest beacon of light when our lives were anything but happy. He truly was like a father figure to us, which why even thinking that he could have told those creatures to do that to my own father, it hurt deeply. “H-how do you know that for sure?” I ask after a moment silence to better my thoughts, I know he had already explained why he thought it was Aidan, but he had to be certain. “It can’t be anybody but Aidan, each time one of those flesh eaters attacked, it suspiciously benefited Aidan in some way. The first attack for instance, Aidan’s pack and another called The Full Moon Pack were having a dispute of some sort, Aidan was claiming the Alpha at the time had stolen some of his land, but the Alpha was insistent that no such incident had occurred.” Alexander
When that sentence left Alexander’s lips, I sat silently for a moment not really having an understanding of what he meant. I had always been under the impression that these flesh eaters were like any other wild animal, just a whole lot eviler. Once I turned my head to look at the King who still sat beside me, I spotted the confusion on his face too. “You are under the impression that there is a person who controls the flesh eaters?” The King asked seeming to have the same questions as me, where Alexander only nods his head. “I have been dealing with these creatures for many years and have had the most trained investigators looking into this and never once did we suspect these creatures were being controlled.” The King said explaining what he believed to be true, where Alexander shakes his head with a sigh. “That is the assumption that Beatrice and I made when we first looked into this, I mean who in their right mind would want to control such evil creatures and do such heinous act
Once Alexander had agreed to speak to me, he sat back in his seat silently, by the look on his face, I could see he was attempting to organise his thoughts before he spoke to us, so I watched patiently. “I’m not quite sure how much you know about this situation, so to help us all get a better understanding and for myself to remember correctly, I will start from the beginning.” Alexander said with a sigh sitting forward in his chair after taking a moment to himself. “You were only a small baby when your mother approached me, I had visited your pack to offer my congratulations to your family for your birth as how many Alphas do when an ally gains another family member.” Alexander began to explain looking down at the table to remember, but what he said shocked me for a moment. “The Dark Warrior Pack and The Blood Moon Pack used to be allies?” I ask in a shocked manner, I had no idea before the death of my mother, my father and Alexander got along, I always assumed The Dark Warrior
Once Alexander was chained up, we’re led off into one of the back rooms of the 7th floor, a place I assumed was for the guards when they needed a break whilst working down here. It was in much better condition than the cells outside, even a heater sat on the side which had been turned off due to Alexander being brought in, there wasn’t a single puddle in sight on the floor whereas back in the main section, puddles of old water are all you can see. Alexander was placed down on one of the tables, his chains wrapped around the table leg so he could sit with them on the table in front of him but not enough to moved. The King had to step out to speak with one of the guards which left Alexander and I alone with the guard which had been following us around in case anything was to happen. As I took my seat at the other side of the table, I watch Alexander looking down at the floor under him, his entire body shaking uncontrollably from the shivers of how cold he was. I know he’d done such
My breath hitched in my throat as the darkness of the 7th floor truly showcased itself to me, I am not only referring the little light which could be seen dangling from the ceiling, but the sick feeling which clung to each wall. The smell alone from me simply standing in the elevator made me want to vomit, the stories regarding the flooding of the cells I was seeing first hand may not have been stories after all, the portent smell of stagnant water mixed with the unmissable smell of death and faeces even had the King screw his face up a little placing his hand to his nose as though that would offer some kind of blockade. “This way.” The guard leading us through this hell hole said, now also grasping a flashlight in his hand and switching it on, this light seeming to ignite slight chaos down in the cells before us. Loud screams, shouts and clanking of metal from the cells echoed through the tunnel like system, one I was about to walk right in the centre of. Following behind the g