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EREBUS One dance with Ella is all that it takes to have us craving the touch of one another. Before the DJ can morph the song into another one I lift Ella over my shoulder and carry her out of the club. Our exit is followed by a round of cheers from the patrons as Ella beats against my back begging to be put down. Giving her round ass a quick slap as we exit the side door she lets out a little squeal causing more cheers from the crowd. Excusing the bouncers at the side exit with a wad of cash they disappear back into the nightclub. Setting Ella down against the wall, I trap her in with my arms. “You smell divine,” I purr as I lick her mark. “I cannot wait until we get back to the mansion.” Ella face flushes bright red as I lift her dress and press her ass against the cold brick wall. “Erebus,” she whispers as I run my fingers over her panties feeling the wetness of her core. “Not here,” she begs but I am already too far gone. Hooking my fingers into the lace of her lit
ELLA “Here is my credit card,” Erebus says as he hands me a shiny black credit card over breakfast. “You will need a gown for the Winter Solstice Ball.” I look from the black card in my hand and back to Erebus, then back to the card once again. “Wha… What kind of gown do I buy?” “Traditional Victorian,” Erebus says as he shoves another forkful of eggs in his mouth and thumbs through his emails on his phone. “What? Where?” I look down at the elite card in my hand once again trying to gather my thoughts. “Where do I even buy a traditional Victorian gown?” “There is a dress maker in town,” Erebus says with a wave of his hand like it is no big deal. “Have her make one for your friend too.” “You… You are inviting Sophie to the Winter Solstice Ball?” I stutter in shock. “Who are you and what have you done with my Dark God?” Erebus only chuckles as he wipes his mouth and places a small kiss on my forehead. “I will see you later Vixen, I have work to do.” With my mouth wide o
ELLA My arms stretch out to my sides and the feel of empty cold sheets meet my hands. Sitting up in the bed I pout at the spot that is usually taken up by my Dark God. He rarely leaves without saying goodbye. Flopping back on my pillow I try to choke down the nerves that are building in my body. Tonight is the night of the Winter Solstice Ball. Tonight is the night that Erebus has decided to introduce me to his pack, to the city as his mate and Luna. My mind is swirling with what ifs. What if the lycans don’t accept me? What if they notice that I bear Erebus’s mark, but he doesn’t bear mine? Should I mark him before the ceremony? Do we mark each other during the ceremory? What exactly is customary in lycan ceremonies? My head is swirling with so many questions that I begin to develop a migraine. There is only one person that can put these feelings at ease, and he isn’t here by my side. Throwing my feet over the edge of the bed I rush to the closet and throw on the first
EREBUS Today is the day of the ball and there is too much to do but all I want to do is to lie here and be next to this vixen that the Moon Goddess gave to me. The light breaking in through the windows casts a halo around her and she looks like a goddess herself. Her long, dark hair sparkles in the light and her eyelashes flutter as she sleeps. The runes on her arms that were once black are now a glowing silver color. Every time I touch her body the runes shimmer brightly as if they are emitting their own light. Wrapping my arms around her I pull her in for one last cuddle and her bare ass wiggles against my body. Even in her sleep she manages to turn me on. Slowly and carefully I remove my arm from under her pillow and prop my pillow against her back, hoping that she remains asleep. She will need her rest for tonight. Last night I told her that I would be announcing her as the next Luna and Queen of Lycan City. I could tell that she is terrified of being named but eventual
ELLA Emmett knocks on the bedroom door and I yell for him to come in. Cracking the door just a little he peeks around the opening and covers his eyes when he sees that I am still in my towel. Sophie and I are laying on the bed throwing popcorn in the air trying for the other one to catch. “Luna,” he whispers while he tries not to look in my direction. “The stylist team is here.”Pushing myself up on my elbows I groan. “Fine,” I sigh. “Send them in.” Emmett opens the door and a team of three female she-wolves rushes into the room. One is carrying a large make-up case, another has a bag full of hair products, and the last is carrying an oversized dressing bag. Two large chairs are brought in by some of the guards and set in the center of the room. Sophie is grinning ear to ear with excitement and I only wish that I could share it with her. In the midst of all of the chaos I am still thinking about how Erebus doesn’t want me to be his Queen.“Hello Luna,” the one with the dr
VANESSA “What do you mean you can’t let me in?” I screech at the guard standing in front of the ballroom doors. “I am sorry, Miss,” the guard says stiffly. “But we have been instructed not to let you into the ball tonight.” “This is some sort of mistake,” my voice is shaking with embarrassment. “I am the daughter of the former Beta of this pack. The rightful Luna.” “I was instructed to take you to the dungeons if you do not comply,” he says coolly with a bit of a smirk on his face. “You will be the first to lose your position when I am Luna,” I scream as stomp away into the night. Not wanting to face the embarrassment of going home and telling my father that I had been rejected by the King once again. I head into the woods near the ballroom and listen to the music wafting from the party that I could not attend. My hatred for that rogue grows by the day and I cannot wait to cause her down fall. Erebus will be mine if it is the last thing that I do. “Shouldn’t a beauti
ELLAWinding through the green house tables I try to put as much distance as I can between Erebus and myself. His beautiful blue and green eyes have swirled completely to black orbs, and I can feel his anger radiating off of him in waves. He stalks me around the tables slowly. “What are you running from, Vixen?” His voice is low and gruff. Lifting my skirt I travel further back into greenhouse while the sound of the rare winter rain beats down on the glass above me. “I’m not running from anything,” I lie. “You could have fooled me,” he growls lowly and in an instant he is standing in front of me blocking my way. “You kissed Vanessa,” I say quietly, not daring to look up into his black eyes. “She forced herself on me,” the irritation is apparent in his voice. “She has been banned from seeing me or you ever again. If you don’t believe me ask my guards.” His eyes flicker between black to blue and green and I can tell that Erebus is struggling to gain control back from his
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