ELLA “Who is she and why is she here?” I hear a woman’s voice travel down the hallway and through my door.“Who she is, is none of your concern,” Erebus chastises her in a low voice. “She will be staying indefinitely.” “None of my concern,” the woman gasps and I cannot help but lean my ear up against the door to hear more of the conversation. “I am the Queen.” “She sounds extremely unpleasant,” Lily mutters in my brain and I shush her quickly. “You are the Queen Mother, the former Queen.” Erebus replies grumpily to his mother. “Then you won’t mind if I meet her,” the woman says cheerfully, and I hear footsteps coming closer to my bedroom door. Quickly I scramble away from the door and back myself up against the bed. Without warning the lock on my door clicks and it swings wide open. A woman worthy of the title of a supermodel is standing in the doorway glaring at me. Her honey blonde hair is pulled back into a neat bun and her piercing blue eyes look at me from hea
EREBUS My hand hovers over Ella’s doorknob as I listen to the hushed voices coming from inside her room. The thought of Lucian being alone with her makes my skin crawl and I want to go in there and rip them apart. But the sound of her voice stops me. She is opening up to him in a way that she never has with me. Both jealously and curiosity surge through my body. My inner lycan is trying to reason with me. Telling me to walk away and let her have this moment with my brother. But my mind is telling me that I need to know her secrets. “I am ordinary…” Her voice travels meekly through the door. “Nothing more than a disappointment.” “Ordinary?” I whisper to myself. “What does she mean by ordinary?” Stepping away from the door I am lost in my own thoughts when Lucian steps out of her room and gently closes the door behind him. “What does she mean by ordinary?” I repeat the question to my brother. “Nope,” Lucian says shortly. “Not my story to tell and you shouldn’t be eaves
ELLA I have spent the past two days writhing on the floor in agony. One minute it feels as if my skin is on fire and am willing to sleep with anyone that steps into my bedroom. The next minute I am freezing cold. There is no reprieve from this hell that I am in. I thought nothing could be worse than having runes marked on my body, but I was wrong. The burning sensation of the runes tickles compared to the burning pain of my heat. My mother has called several times to talk me through the pain but it never ends well. In the beginning I tried to hold a conversation, but the pain of the heat is too much, and I can’t finish the call. Now I just let it ring until she eventually hangs up. I know Erebus is pacing back and forth outside of my room because the scent of honeysuckle drifts into my room whenever they drop off meals. By ‘they’ I mean only mated males or females that work in the mansion. Only those that Erebus knows can be trusted around me in my current condition. A
ELLA No longer freezing or feeling flames have engulfed my body, my eyes shut, and I drift off to sleep. But my rest doesn’t last long. The strong smell of incense fills my nose and my eyes flutter open. I am no longer laying in my bed but sitting in a chair in the middle of a very dark room. The only light in the room illuminates from a crystal ball that sits in the center of a table in front of me. A delicate teacup sits in front of me brimming with hot tea. I try to take in my surroundings, but it is too dark for me to see. My surroundings feel real, but it also feels like a dream. I am unsure what is reality anymore. Reaching into the depths of my mind I search for Lily, but she is nowhere to be found. “Your wolf is of no use to you here,” a voice calls out from the darkness. “Where am I?” I question. “In your bed in the Lycan Mansion… of course.” A face finally comes into view as a beautiful blonde woman leaves forward into the light of the crystal ball. I immedi
ELLA “Ella,” he chokes out as I place my lips on the tip of his cock. I know he is trying to protest but I am blinded by my heat. Not taking my eyes off his, he watches carefully as I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. A sound that mimics a cat’s purr erupts from his chest and I take it to mean that I am doing a good job. Giving his tip a finally lick, I drive his dick into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat. He is so incredibly large that I can’t possibly take all of him in my mouth at once. Wrapping my hand around the base of his dick I start pumping with the same rhythm as my mouth. Erebus’s eyes are still wide with shock as I continue to pump his dick in between my lips making sure to give the tip extra attention when I need to come up for air. “Goddess, fuck,” Erebus groans as I push his dick farther down my throat. The purring sound has transformed to moans, his head is pressed back against the shower wall and his eyes are closed. Cool water dri
LILITH The Wolf’s Den Bar is deserted as I enter. Half of the bar is roped off with huge blue tarps blocking the holes that I apparently made during my battle with the child. Looking around at the destruction I cannot help but laugh. I had no idea that I left such a mess in my wake. A path of destruction has become my calling card. I would not have even bothered to come back to this disgusting place, but I have no choice. This is my only lead on finding a way to get to the child. She must have been hiding behind this bar for a reason. There is a mousy, brown haired she-wolf talking to a handsome wolf with a large tattoo on his arm. Upon closer inspection it is the tattoo of the Lycan City Royal Guard. Neither take notice of me as I sit a few seats down, carefully listening to their conversation.“No one has seen her since she called in sick,” the she-wolf says to the handsome blonde. “That’s not exactly true,” the handsome blonde says. “She called me for help and we
EREBUS A light rapping on Ella’s door saves Ella from our awkward conversation. As much as I want to continue to watch her blush under my words and my gaze, she quickly pulls my shirt over her head and yells for whom ever is at the door to come in. I’m not shocked in the slightest to see Lucian waiting outside. He is just as nosy as mother. I wouldn’t be surprised if she sent him up here to do her dirty work. “I was wondering if Ella…” Lucian’s glance waivers between Ella and me. “If she is feeling better that is. If she would like to come play video games with me.” Ella is impatiently looking between us, bouncing on the bed in anticipation. “Please,” she whispers next to my ear before placing a gentle kiss below my ear. “Pretty please.” Placing my hand on her forehead I know that her hear is gone but I still can’t help but feel a pang of jealously that she wants to hang out with my brother. Looking into her bright green eyes I know I will never be able to say no when th
ELLA“Ha! I win again,” I grin as I look over at Lucian, but he isn’t paying any attention to the game. “Did you ask me to play video games so you can stare off into the distance?” I ask him, pushing my shoulder against his own. “Right,” he says quietly. “Another round?” “Nope.” I place the controller in front of me. “Not until you tell me what has you so distracted.” “It’s just,” Lucian starts but runs his hands up and down his face instead. “Ithinkifoundmymate.” He spits out. “Say that one more time,” I laugh. “You what your mate?” “I think I found my mate,” He groans. “Lucian!” I squeal situating myself on the couch, so I am looking directly at him. “That is amazing! Why do you see so upset?” “The bond feels lesser than it did several days ago. It is like it is fading away.” Lucian groans. Grabbing a bag of chips I shove a handful in my mouth waiting for Lucian to elaborate but he only looks at me and says, “that’s not very ladylike.” “I never claimed to be l
ELLA Laying in the hospital bed I hold two tiny babies to my chest and watch their chests rise and fall with each breath that they take. Faris was born first, he came into the world screaming with his eyes wide open. One blue and one green, just like his father. Keena came quickly after her brother, not wanting to be left behind. She has a full head of dark hair and greenish blue eyes. Keena is much smaller than her brother, but we knew that would probably be the case. Faris’s scent of cedar is already strong indicating that he will probably have a wolf or a lycan. Keena on the other hand, her scent of roses is barely distinguishable next to Faris. I tried not to cry when the doctors told us not to get our hopes up that she would have a wolf or a lycan because the odds are low. Still as I stare down at them tears prickle at the corners of my eyes. Tears of both happiness that they are here and healthy but sadness because we do not know what the future will hold. Looking o
ELLA*Four Months Later* The warm summer air hits my round face as soon as I open the door of Emmett’s Jeep. I try to peer down over my large stomach to see the ground before I roll out of the vehicle, but all I can see is the bright pink shirt that covers my pregnant belly. “Emmett,” I yell knowing that I will need help maneuvering myself out of the Jeep. “Right here, Luna,” he says as he offers me his hand. I scoot to the edge of the seat and slowly lower myself to the ground. I can see Emmett smirking out of the corner of my eyes and I turn my head to give him a sharp glare. My bare feet hit the soft grass outside of the cabin and I wiggle my toes against the wet dew that had settled on the blades over night. “Ella… Luna…” Emmett corrects himself. “Where are your shoes?” He asks me with an air of frustration in his voice. “In your Jeep,” I say with a smirk on my face. “I meant why aren’t they on your feet?” He groans as he heads back to the Jeep to grab my shoes
ELLA*Two months later* The paper hospital gown itches and crinkles against my skin as I fidget in my seat. No matter how I turn my body I cannot seem to get comfortable. Anxiety pulses through my chest as I wait for the doctor to come in. Erebus, on the other hand, is sitting calmly off to the side flipping through the pages of a pregnancy book. “You aren’t nervous at all?” I growl at his relaxed demeaner. Erebus shrugs his shoulders and continues to flip through the pages of the book in front of him. “You are getting bigger by the day and we both have felt it kick. What is there to be nervous over?” “The fact that it could be human for one…” I pause as I realize what he just said. “What do you mean I am getting bigger by the day?” I can’t help the anger that is rising in my voice. “You can’t possibly be angry with me for saying that you are getting bigger,” Erebus pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. “You are pregnant. You are supposed to get bigger.” “But
ELLA Erebus swings the door heavy door to the dungeons open and the smell of mold and urine hangs heavy in the air. Murmurs of chanting fill my ears as I descend down the stairs, but it abruptly stops when I reach the bottom. Giving my eyes a moment to adjust to the dim light I look at the cells that line the walls. Almost everyone one of them is full. During the battle I had only noticed the seven witches on the council, but it appears that there were many more fighting on their side. As I reach the first cell I frown at the sight that is before me. A young woman with jet black hair is crouched on the ground like a caged animal ready to attack at any moment. Her body shakes with fear as I look down on her. I try to remember what Grace and Sister Jasper both said, to look with my heart. Closing my eyes I let out a deep breath clearing my mind. We I reopen my eyes the young woman is staring at me curiously. A bright blue aura surrounds her body. I attempt to look into he
ELLA After the battle the wind no longer blows in strongly from the North. The Sisters of Wisdom have been put in chains and led off to the cells below the Royal Mansion in Lycan City. I watch silently as the those that are injured are helped to their feet. There is no line between lycan and hunter at this moment. Everyone is on the same team. “You did an impossible thing tonight.” Someone says as they silently approach me from the side. I turn and see Sister Jasper watching as a lycan carries an injured hunter through the woods back to hospital in Lycan City. “What was that?” I ask not taking my eyes off of my warriors. “You brought together two enemies to fight for the future of all of our kind,” Sister Jasper says, and I cannot help but notice how her eyes flicker to the amulet that now sits in the hollow of my neck. “The Sisters of Wisdom did not give us much of a choice,” I say in no more than a whisper.“The lives that they took from us can never be replaced.” I r
ELLA Everyone watches in silent reverie as Grace’s ashes dance on the wind as they climb higher and higher into the sky. It is as if they are jumping from one cloud to the other as she makes her way up to the heavens above. It would have been a beautiful sight if I was not so damn sad. Looking down to my left I see that Lilith is nothing more than ash now as well. I resist the urge to kick her ashes into the mud and snow. Walter grabs ahold of my shoulders and pulls me away from what remains of Lilith’s body. “She would want to be with her,” he mumbles. “That’s what Grace would have wanted,” he clears his throat as he speaks trying to hide the sobs that threaten to escape him. I look up into his brown eyes that are filled with tears, and I know that he is right. Grace and Lilith spent centuries at each other’s sides. Puckering my lips once again I blow a gentle breeze over the ashes that were once Lilith and send them into the heavens so she can be with Grace. Huge tear
ELLA A blistering cold wind blows in from the North as we approach the outskirts of Lycan City. Wrapping my coat tightly around my ever growing belly I try to maintain some type of warmth on this cold night. All I can think about as we approach the Wolf’s Den is the defeated look on Grace’s face as I stared at her through Lilith’s eyes. Off in the distance I can see a cloaked figure waiting in the darkness and I know that she is waiting for me. Holding up my hands, I gesture for those that are walking behind me to stop but none of them do. Taking a deep sigh I place a barrier between the cloaked figure and the group of hunters and lycan warriors. Stepping through the barrier I turn back to Erebus who is banging against the invisible barrier trying to break through. “Let me through, Ella,” he yells threatening. “No,” I say in no more than a whisper. “This fight is mine and mine alone.” “You cannot win this alone,” Erebus’s voice sounds panicked as he and the hunters and t
ELLA The pages of the spell book glitter and shine as I flip through them like they have never done before. Gently I turn the pages one by one, mumbling the names of the spells as I pass them by. “Summoning Spell… Tracking Spell…” The symbols on the page morph and transform into readable words before my eyes. Running my fingers over the page a long, thin, blonde strand of hair catches under my fingers. Between my forefinger and my thumb I grasp ahold of the strand of hair and hold it up to the light. The blonde shimmers slightly in the dim light of the library. I have only seen hair this color twice before. “Please belong to Lilith,” I mumble to myself. Just then a knock on the wall behind me startles me. I quickly place the hair back between the pages of the book and slam the cover shut. “What was that?” Erebus asks curiously as he lays his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around my waist. I sigh to myself before I answer. “It is a strand of hair that I found o
ELLA The tension in the room is so thick that it could be cut with a knife. The Hunter’s Clan sits on one side of the room glaring at the Lycan Royal Guard that is sitting on the other side. Erebus, Walter, Lucian, Emmett, and I all sit in the center of the room, none of us knowing who should speak first. Finally one of the hunters clears his throat and stands up from the corner of the room. “Are we all just going to sit around and stare at one another or are we going to talk about the problem with this witch coven?” His voice quivers as he speaks, and his hands are clinched at his sides to keep him from shaking. Erebus nods at the hunter who quickly takes his seat. “He is right,” Erebus says a little too loudly. “The Sisters of Wisdom have gone too far attacking innocent werewolves and lycans.” Erebus begins to explain. “They need to be stopped.” “It isn’t just your kind that is being attacked,” one of the other hunters stands up. He is a large burly man with a long bea