(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
(ARIA'S P. O. V.)" Aria, will you calm down" he said calmly, in an effort to calm me down."You just want me to stay here and be your trophy wife! Why do you hate the fact that I'm progressing on my plan of revenge so much?" I screamed back, his calm nature frustrating me the more. "Just calm down and listen to me..." His eyes staring deep into mine, "....please".I looked back into his eyes; this time properly. The only thing I saw was genuinity; he just wanted me to be safe and careful so that I don't hurt myself in the process of my revenge. His dark grey eyes reminded me of the moonlight, something that spreads light to the darkness.I started calming down, eventually allowing him to lead me to the sofa by my room window. "Are you calm now?...." Tristan inquired, "....may I speak what I feel is the right way to go on this matter?""Proceed..." I replied, "...I'm all ears" in a rather resigned nature."Now, Aria, I understand that you desire to get your revenge from them, for wh
CHAPTER 113 (ARIA'S P. O. V.)"Watch your stance, honey. Remember our last lesson." Tristan said, as he evaded another one of my attacks. I was good at this, but he was better. How wouldn't he be, though? He was the teacher, and I was the student. So far I've been doing well in our training sessions, and now I was able to defend myself. But that wasn't enough for me, I wanted to be able to fight. I threw another blow at him, then using the element of surprise, I tackled by spinning my leg in a squat. He fell on the floor, losing his balance because of my surprise attack. "Impressive" he said, chuckling. "You're getting really good at this."His compliment made my heart flutter, and made it beat faster than it already. My wolf purred in delight, seeing that he gave us a compliment. I internally tell her to shut up, and stop making it too obvious that I liked the fact that he said something nice about me, but it was too late. Tristan bursted into a fit of laughter because of the way
(ARIA'S P.O.V.)I just don't understand why he had to come here; everyone is on the edge now, all because of him. No one knows why he is truly here, or his ulterior motive in trying to get me back. I was beyond pissed, and very anxious. The smallest things would set me off, making me get ticked off with every single person around me. "Aria!..." I hear him call my name as I speed walk away. "Aria, wait! I ju-" he grabs my hand as he catches up with me."DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU BASTARD!" I scream as I spin around and yank my hand out of his.I was face to face with Scott; the person who wrecked me, nearly killed me, mocked me and tricked. How dare he say that he still loves me? After all that he's put me through; rejected me in front of thousands, made me feel stupid and inferior, ganged up on me with that his stupid wife... He had no right to tell me to come back to him, and I was never going to forgive him.I was willing to torture him; torture him in the worst ways of the werewolf socie
Aria's povWhile fighting with Tristan, Scott started saying so many bad things about me - the bad things especially. Tristan just couldn't take hearing those things about me, I guess, so he started hitting him harder than he previously was.I was really shocked, because I didn't think that I had seen Tristan that angry before. The deep frown on his face, and the way his hands were living swiftly around Scott's body, really showed me how angry he actually was.I looked around, and there was nobody available to even stop them. Even if there was, he definitely wouldn't have agreed. I was sure of that."She's just a little piece of shit," Scott said and threw a deadly glare at me. Tristan ran to him, and grabbed his neck tightly. For a second, I really thought that he was going to kill him, so I went over to them, and I stood at the middle of them to stop them Because of the fact that he was really angry, Scott pushed me with his left hand and I fell to the ground.Before I could say an
(TRISTAN'S P.O.V.)Out of nowhere, Aria lunges at Scott in again. This time I can't hold her back, as she is too powerful for me to contain. This makes me both proud on the way fact that I have taught her well, and scared about what she be could do to him. I tried stepping in, but the primal look on her face when she turned, warning me to stay off, glued me to my place.The sound of fists meeting flesh, and his screams of agony filled the courtroom air. All the guards stood, bombshell shocked, unable to save Scott. He bled all over the marble floors, yet she didn't stop. This wasn't the way to go; I knew she was beyond upset, but violence was never the way to go."ARIA. THAT'S ENOUGH." I said in a Stern voice.She paused for a second; she turned to me, and her pained and angry eyes met mine. Seeing as my stern expression stood unfaltered, she realised my stance in this and stepped away from Scott. She looked as if she was about to burst into tears anytime soon; her clothes on her were
(SCOTT'S P. O. V.)Her sobs weave into mine, and for a second, I stop. It both surprises me and hurts me; her cries are gut wrenching, and make me feel even guiltier. I totally stop crying, emotionally wounded by more things than one. Her beautiful brown eyes spilling such tears should be a sin, and I genuinely understood why she hated me so much; I myself did at this point. While trying not to be like my father, I became even worse than him.I hurt the one woman that I love, nearly killing her and probably our child. My train of thought drifts to the topic of our child; I wanted to ask her about him or her, but I don't think my body could take another beating from her. She was freakishly strong, and even with the support of my drugs, which I hadn't taken that day, I wouldn't be able to handle myself.Additionally, I remembered that the witch said I wouldn't have any children until Aria forgave me. Logically, I thought, that would mean that I had lost the chance of having any children
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