Aria sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the letter in her hand. The news of Scott's childlessness was like a physical blow to her gut and ay the same time a good news. For a moment, she felt a rush of satisfaction knowing that the curse she placed on him ten years ago was working. But just as quickly, that feeling was replaced by guilt and confusion.She had always been one to believe in the power of curses, having grown up in a family that practiced hoodoo. But to actually see the effects of her own spell was unsettling. Aria couldn't help but question if she had gone too far.She read it again, her eyes growing wider with each passing sentence."Childlessness?" she muttered, smiling. "That's heavy. I just can't help but think that my curse is responsible for this." She said to herself again.She I got it but shw thought maybe she should do some more digging before you jump to any conclusions. You know what they say, there's always three sides to every story - his, hers, an
Crystal's POVI was shocked and shaken to my bones to hear that I was infertile.How could that be? I had been thinking that I was fertile, and the problem was with Scott.I started thinking about how it was my fault that we didn't have any children.It didn't make any sense at all, it really didn't.If what I heard about me being infertile was true, then it wouldn't be nice at all, in fact Scott would definitely suffer for it.I decided that the only way that I'd be really sure of that, is if I actually asked the people that knew about things like that - pack doctors.Before actually asking my pack doctor, I decided to ask all the pack doctors from different, powerful packs, because I knew that they were going to give me the accurate answer concerning that.I stormed out of my room, and I called out to my personal maid. I told her to get me the pack doctors from the powerful packs around.I was just interested in getting my answer really fast, before I actually run mad.My mind drift
Crystal's POVGod.My life was really perishing right before my eyes, and the bad part about it all, was that there was nothing I could do about it.The pack was slowly drifting apart, I was barren and unable to have my own child, I was no longer in love with Scott...and, and everything was just so weird around the house.At some point, I thought that I was going to go crazy because of how overwhelmed with emotions I was, but I didn't. Unfortunately.Scott had been acting really wired in the house, and I could tell that it was because he was depressed, so depressed.Well, how could he not be?With the way everything was going in the house, even I was depressed.The blue moon pack, OUR pack, continued perishing because of those filthy couple that claim that they're are not in love with each other - Tristan and Aria.Argh, just saying their names made me so angry.They were the cause of our situation, our current misfortune, and they were happy about it.Yes, they were happy about the f
SCOTT POV"It's your fault we ended up like this, Crystal! Don't you dare put this on me!" I screamed back at her. She always puts our childlessness on me, it's not my fault she's not enough of a woman. I regret the day I ever met her, I swear to the goddess. Suddenly I hear her scream like a primal animal, and before I can even react something hard hits the back of my head. The world shakes beneath me for a second; my vision is blurry and I can feel a warm liquid run down the back of my neck. My feet can't carry me anymore, all of a sudden I feel too heavy for myself. Looking up, I see a heaving, disheveled Crystal be with an animalistic expression on her face. She had hit me with the porcelain bottle decoration in her hand. I went too far this time, I didn't mean to call her a useless hag, it just happened. She just has a way of aggravating me all the goddamn time, reminding me of how we nearly killed Aria and my unborn child. If only I could turn back the hands of time and make my
Crystal's POV Even though we did it last two nights, I still wanted to have sex with Scott, just one last time, because I was slowly thinking about divorce.Yes, divorce!It hadn't been finalized though, bit I was really thinking about it.One night, I met Scott on the bed, and I slowly removed what I was wearing before going to meet him on the bed.When he saw me naked, he turned his face to the other side, thinking that I was just pranking him, because we just had sex some days ago.He knew that I was no longer in love with him, so why would I still want to have sex with him? I was sure that those were his exact thoughts.I climbed the bed, and I started climbing on him, but he stopped me."What are you doing, Crystal? When we had sex that day, we ended up fighting that night," he said, and I started kissing his neck.I was aware of the fact that we loved fighting a lot about so many little things, but that night? I wanted him so much."I want you," I whispered to him, and I could i
Scott's POVI was surrounded with darkness, and I was still running, running really fast.I couldn't see what was chasing me, it didn't even look as if anything was chasing me, but I was still running.By the time I had ran for fifteen minutes without stopping, I was already tired and I collapsed on the floor.Just before I was about to close my eyes to sleep because I was way too tired, I felt some drops of water on my face, and I looked up to see the rain drizzling.I was surprised, because it didn't look like it was going to rain hours again.Because of the rain, I stood up and continued running.I noticed that while I was running, my eyes were suddenly wet.No, not from the rain, but I was actually crying.Why am I crying? I asked myself, but I couldn't provide an answer to that.I suddenly stopped in my tracks, and before I was able to actually turn around, I felt something dragging me, and it continued dragging me, until I fell into a deep pit, a pot that I was sure I'd never co
(SCOTT'S P. O. V.)By the time I wake up, it's already morning, and my pounding headache from the previous night had lessened drastically. Part of me knows that I deserve this; all my bad deeds were catching up on me, 'nemesis' they would call it. This was the way the goddess decided to punish me, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself.Whereas the other part of me hated every second of this, and felt it was unfair. The ability to do something affective and the respect towardse as an alpha had reduced drastically towards me, and was replaced by the emotion that I thouroughly hated; pity.Now, my own guards watched over me like I was going to drop dead any second, because the pack doctor said that they should keep an eye on me. It was annoying to be treated as an inferior, when everyone is supposed to bow at the mention of my name. Yet that wasn't the case; they were all treating me as if I was a child. Forcing me to eat things when I had zero appetite, and stay in bed like a si
(ARIA'S P. O. V.) "...with all my love, Scott." The letter closes. Earlier today, a letter flew in through my room window, and I couldn't explain how. But reading it, I understood that it was delivered to me, through the help of the Blue Moon clan witch. If there was anyone who knew exactly where I was, it would be her. She knew everything without being told, she once said to me when I was a child. The spirits of the world passed through her, every waking second of her life, even when she was deep in slumber. They spoke to her about the deepest secrets of the world, and the darkest historical happenings in the universe. Remembering her made me smile; she was the only person that treated me with love and respect in the clan, everyone else treated me like what I was, a slave chid. The letter was from Scott; it was an apology letter requesting to see me, so that we could "talk things out", and "let bygones be bygones". The fact that he still thought about me and was asking for me made me
Love; it is a beautiful thing. Be it familial, platonic, or romantic. Love is all around us; we can't run away from it. It had been a long run for my mother, Uncle Tristan, and I. But we still stood strong through it, allowing love to lead the way all through. That's how it was supposed to be; no matter the case or whatever that happened. Everyone had some ups and downs sometimes, what really made you a strong person was the ability to pull through it, and if you're with someone else, be it just one, or multiple people, to pull them through it too. It wasn't determined on the amount of power you had, or how much money you had in your bank account like my late biological father, Uncle Scott had always believed; financial power had nothing on mental power, and unfortunately, he understood that late, which brought about his ultimate downfall. By mental power, I do not mean the ability to manipulate, manipulation will genuinely take you absolutely nowhere. Unfortunately, my late step mot
(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)"What do you mean?" Aria asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The old woman didn't say anything reply, and just smiled at us with twinkling eyes. We were both confused, but before we could even say anything, the old lady turned, and walked away steadily. Aria was the first to snap out of her daze, and immedietly moved to go after the old lady. I caught her arm, stopping her from moving any further, while she squirmed in my grip. "Let me go, I need to get answers!" She yelled at me, frustrated that I was restricting her.I continued holding her firmly. The woman wasn't one of us; she was a messenger to the goddess, probably one of the spirits of our ancestors. We do not question spirits; they only appear to deliver a message, and leave without any further details. No matter how much you pester them, that's if they aren't gone with the whispy wind in seconds like they never even existed, they will not give you any more information about what it is that they
"Okay. So, should we have it here?" I asked Tristan, who was staring at me like he could see through me. I didn't know if having the conversation in his room was the right decision. But, when he nodded his head, I also nodded my head, answering to that. We stood in front of each other, while looking elsewhere.Things had been so awkward between us, but this time, it was too awkward. I didn't know if it was because of the fact that he asked me to be his Luna and I didn't say anything about it. I didn't know why, but I didn't like it at all.It was too overwhelming and I just wanted it to end. I didn't know if he wanted to start the conversation, but I just kept quiet, while waiting for him to speak first."Um, Aria..." He started speaking, but he stopped and looked away, when I raised my head to look at him. He looked so shy and that was a bit amusing to me, because I don't think that I've ever seen Tristan acting that shy before. It was so amusing to watch, and even though I didn't wa
The former people of Aria's pack welcomed her with mixed feelings, they had all heard the news and some of them felt angry that Scott was dead.That surprised me a bit, because I didn't know that there were still some that loved Scott to that extent. They soon started blaming her for Scott's death and making everything worse.When I saw Aria's face, I was a bit heartbroken, because she looked really sad. I wanted to defend her, and to tell them that she had no fault in everything. But, when they started shouting that they wanted to hear the story from the horse's mouth, she had no choice but to explain what really happened.She told them that most of the bad things that happened, did happen because of Crystal's influence. She only married Scott to take over the throne. That had been something that she's always wanted, and even though she always made it clear, no one still saw through her bad ways. That was how much she actually managed to manipulate them really well.Nobody noticed,
(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)".... I'm coming with you. We're, coming with you. I can't stay here, all I have is painful memories, when it comes to this pack. And now that I know my true roots, true heritage, I need some time and space, far away from here to process it. I had been lied to, all my life. I need to perhaps read about my ancestors, a little bit about my history before coming back. Nothing is here for me anymore, I don't have family here, neither do I have friends. There's nothing stopping me from coming with you." She said, her voice solemn, yet firm. My heart skipped a beat as she said that she would follow me back home. I was beyond happy, and I could hear my wolf purr and howl in pleasure. She was coming home with me, and that's all that mattered. A sudden urge to pull her in, and kiss her so deeply overwhelmed me. I wanted to act on it so badly, yet I had to remember that she had to give me the green lights first. Suddenly, she closed the gap between us, and hugged me, wrappi
Aria's POVWhile I was walking to his room, my heart was just beating fast, because I didn't know the right words to tell him. I just finished speaking with him two hours ago, but it still felt like I hadn't spoken to him in years.We've been talking about... getting together, but I don't think it has ever been this serious. I didn't know what he was going to say about it, if he was going to reject me or not. So many thoughts were just running through my mind.Before getting to his room, I took a deep breath in and released it immediately. I wanted to balance my breathing first before going in to say rubbish to him. I wanted to be calm first, so I'd be calm enough to speak to him.By the time I got to his door, I was already better, and I could speak without stuttering like a fool. I stood in front of his door, contemplating on what to do - if I should just go in and say my thoughts, or if I should go back to my room and regret why I never said anything to him. The former sounded bett
Aria's POV I didn't know what Tristan was thinking about...or what he might be thinking about. As we walked back to the house, I couldn't stop staring at his face and trying to figure out what he was thinking. His face was fixed on the empty, dark space in front of us, without saying anything to either of us - Carl or me.There were so many things to talk about, but he still wasn't saying anything. At first, I thought that we were going to rejoice about our newly found victory, but it seemed that wouldn't be possible with the way he was staring straight ahead without uttering a word.When we got to the house, I told Carl to go inside because I wanted to talk to Tristan about some things. When I was sure that Carl was gone, I crossed my hands and stood right in front of Tristan.For the first time that night, he brought down his head and stared into my eyes. I slowly shook my head at him, and I started seeing a smile creeping to his lips. I was a bit happy that I made him smile at leas
(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)"Ar- I mean, your Majesty, we are sorry. Please find it in your heart to forgive us. I know it'll take a long while before you forget about everything, no one can forgive the injustice of one to another. All I ask from you, dear Luna, is that you may forgive us. People make mistakes, what is divine is the ability to forgive." Said the elder, calmly yet apologetically.The others nodded in agreement, confirming the statement and apology of the elder that had come forth to seek for her forgiveness. It was shown in their eyes, that they were clearly remorseful of the actions that they took all those years ago, and the allegations that they made against the both of us, knowing fully well, that the all the evidence they needed was right before their eyes, and were very clear. Aria turned her face away, avoiding their eyes and faces. Her Expression a mask of a stoney resolve, and her eyes the epitome of indecipherability. It was as clear as day, that she wasn't willing
(TRISTAN'S P.O.V.)Slowly, yet steadily, the tense expression on the faces of most of the elders, releases step by step. I feel fulfilled and elated, about the fact that they believed me and trusted me enough not to chain me down without listening to what I had to say. But then again, about two had contrasting expressions; they wore scowles, with a look of pure disbelief and despise in their eyes. "You are a bloody liar, and all of you are complete idiots for believing what this enemy of progress is spilling out. How could you trust our mortal enemy, the same person who had been plotting for years for ways to bring us down? Are you that fooled by illusion? Okay, assuming that they did torture Aria and Scott, then why didn't Aria get killed in the process too? This is all a plot, how could a woman as frail and defenseless as her survive all that they say she went through? She would have probably given up the ghost the moment the blade touched her! You are fools, all of you for decievi