Aria "Oh, Luna. Come dance with us." Someone says, but everything feels hazy around me, and I can barely focus on one thing. The girls in front of me look around my age, and their dresses, although shorter than mine, are equally as strappy, and see through. Their giggles grow louder the closer they come to me, and someone stretches a drink towards me. "I think I'm okay. I don't want to-" "Have fun with us, Luna." Something about the way their voices swim around me, causes my thoughts to swirl further from me. I accept the drink one of them is handing to me, and take a small sip. The drink is surprisingly very sweet despite the dark green color of it. I don't think I've ever seen a drink like this, and I almost want to ask them what it is, when my feet start to feel a little heavy under me. "Luna?" The girl closest to me peers at me intently, her smile still firmly in place. My mind struggles to wrap around where I am for a moment, and I stagger onto what I can only assume is
Kaidën Her hands immediately leave my torso when she hears her name, and she takes an involuntary step back. "Alp-Kaidën." She whispers, still behind me. I sigh to myself. This is all my fault. With everything going on concerning my real mate, and then getting Aria to pretend to be my mate, I forgot all about her. "Eliana, what are you doing here?" I turn slowly, slow enough that I don't startle my shadows into going into defense mode. And Eliana? My gift? Anger bubbles in me when I realize what this means. Is she one of those omegas now? Her covering slips to the ground, and she seems to stand straighter. "I missed you." "Missed me? What do you mean?" I ask, already getting agitated with whatever it is she is doing. I have a lot of questions, but not the patience to stay here while she answers. My mind goes back to Aria, and how she must be doing at the party. Is she getting along well with the other omegas? I should have instructed Riven to go back to her a
Aria "Who are you?" Kaidën's voice is thick, and holds the kind of authority familiar to Alphas. The kind that has you submitting to them whether you want to or not. It's a trait most Alphas have. It makes me wonder what kind of life Kaidën would have lived if he'd not been born a rogue. He probably would have still ended up an Alpha just like Cassius. So who was his father then? A former Alpha I haven't heard anything about? Part of my Luna training has been to learn the history of most of the Alpha's and Luna's before me. I try to move the rope tying my hand together again. All these aren't important when I've been abducted again. It seems the moon goddess has forgotten me these days, or maybe bestowed a curse upon me? Why am I so unfortunate? First it's my best friend that betrays me. Then I lose my scent and my mate. And my grandmother... Now, I'm tied up somewhere I don't even know. And yet again, it's someone in the rogues camp that's kidnapped me. If I remember it
Eliana I part my lips in a crooked smile. Kaidën is staring at me with a vicious look in his eyes, like he can't see me, and in a way maybe he can't. Maybe all he can see is his mate-his precious chosen mate, giving to him by the moon goddess. I almost let out a hysterical laugh. What a hypocrite! What about to all the hate he's harbored for the moon goddess and all the other goddesses? All the nights we've spent together, staring at the moon, and wondering why her goddesses have decided to fail us. Has he forgotten everything just because of her? Because he's been given a mate? This time the laugh bursts out of me, and I can't control it. Soon, I'm holding my stomach, and clutching it for dear life, because it's so funny. Kaidën shoots an irritated glare at me, before he asks. "What do you mean by when she's gone?" I'm not surprised. She's still all he can think about. He's practically been bewitched by her. By her long flowing golden hair, and her soft features, that no
Aria "Wake up, child." The voice feels close yet so far away. Something inside me feels like if I stretch my hands out, I could reach out to whoever is speaking to me. I can still feel the shadows too, their warm and smooth embrace, holding me like a cherished egg. "Child? Wake up. I must speak to you as soon as possible," she says again. I shift in my sleep, half thinking why she won't just let me sleep. I am so tired of staying awake. "Let me sleep some more, grandmother." I mumble more to myself than her, but I feel her hands shaken me awake. Grandmother? What? Why is she talking to me? Is she... Oh. I recognize the trick for what it is this time. "What do you want, Selena?" My voice is softer than hers, and I still feel a little drowsy when I speak, but I'm sure it's her. She's the only one capable of bringing my pain so close to me, and rubbing it in my face. A light laugh fills the space, and a shiver passes through me. "I see you've grown very brazen in my absence c
Kaidën I use nearly all my restraint not to hit something, or someone while staring at the unconscious form of the girl in front of me. Her mass of golden hair is spread around her like a halo guiding an angel. It's been two hours. Two hours since my men found her, and two hours since Eliana has been locked up in the dungeon. When I think about Eliana's words, I try to find a way to blame myself. Maybe if I hadn't crossed the line with her. Maybe if I had treated her differently than I did. Maybe if I had kept a boundary between us. But what could I have done? "Kaidën, I love you." Her words still haunt me, when I think about them. The girl that stood in front of me hadn't been someone I'd recognized. No, she'd been different. And some of her words held truth, but if only she knew how sorely mistaken she'd been. When Aria was found in the room beside the one Eliana had been in, bound and gagged, her body brushed against the wall, I'd felt two things at once. One was immens
Aria I'm so immensely relieved by the face in front of me that it takes me a moment to remember what I've planned to do. "Kaidën?" My voice sounds hoarse, even to my ears, and I let out a dry cough. This seems to alert the man in front of me, as he jumps up quickly and rushes out of the room. My brows furrow in confusion when he leaves, but before I can ask where he's gone to, he reappears. There's a cup in his hand, and when he pushes it towards my lips, I take several sips of water, that slide down my throat too sweetly to be real. Whatever was in they drink must have dried my throat, as I take down the gulps of water faster. I feel Kaidën's hands beside my jaw, and behind my head. He holds me in place, and I stare up at him. "Don't drink it so quickly. You'll choke." Oh, sure. I nod in return, and take the water down slower. Finally, the cup is empty, and he takes it away from me, but I can't take my eyes off him. "I'll leave you alone now, Luna." An older woman I hadn't
Kaidën "Huh? What do you mean no?" She is quick with a reply, as she jumps to her feet. One minute, she's staring at me like I hung the moon, and the next she's watching me like a caged animal. Like she's scared I might pounce anytime, like some prey watching a predator. I clear my throat, and fold my hands in front of each other. "Exactly what I said. No, I can't let you leave." A dry chuckle escapes her, one that doesn't sound like her at all, and her eyes darken like the start of a rainy day. I knew this wasn't going to be easy, when I gave her that answer, but it's the route I'll have to take. "You can't do that. I'm not your captive. I can leave if I want." She yells in my face. And I can only stare at her in surprise. Why is she so quick to assume the worst about this situation? All I've said is that I can't let her leave, yet she's blown this so much. Why? "Did someone talk to you?" I ask carefully. That has to be it. She pauses, mid movement, and gives me a quizzica
Aria There is something about the silence that fills the vehicle that makes me feel uneasy. I shrink back into myself, suddenly regret voicing those words out. Why do I care about his opinion on rogues anyway? It's not as if he's a very nice person either way. He bought a person! "Don't talk like that, Aria dear. You're going to be joining my family, we don't tolerate such opinions in my pack." His voice is grim, and I can imagine a pinched look on his face. Thankfully, I can't see his face. It suddenly dawns on me that this man is an alpha of a pack. My brain must have ignored that niggling piece of information due to self-preservation, but if he is an alpha, then he can practically force me to do anything I don't want to do. "Is your mate okay with this decision?" I ask frightfully. My throat is extremely dry, and my skin breaks out in a sweat, which causes my hands to tremble so much that I have to hold them to myself. The shadows thrumming in my veins seem to
Aria Bands of bitterness wrap around my chest and circle my throat like a wire. The backs of my eyes grow hot with a festering resentment that mounts each time I think about my life. "Are you still there, dear?" His fake kind voice reaches my ears, and I wipe at my eyes angrily. I nod at him, but then realize that he can't really see me, so I speak instead. "Y-yes, I'm here." Despite the softness of my tone, he hears me and continues talking. "Clara and I thought of adopting a young child instead-" Eagerness bubbles inside me, and I cut him off without thinking. "So why didn't you do that?" He pauses and remains quiet for an extended period of time. I half wonder if I've upset him, and he's going to come back here to hurt me. The thought causes me to shiver involuntarily, and I wrap my arms around myself. "It's not that easy child," I tremble when he calls me that. A man who plans to put a baby in me yet he sees me as a child. What a gross pig! I glare at his
Aria My stomach plummets to the floor, and I close my eyes, trying to work out a way out of my predicament. Should I use my shadows now? Maybe if I take him by surprise, I can still make it out of there. But what if he shifts and tries to kill me? No, I have to do something now. I don't know where he's taking me. What if it's somewhere filled with people worse than he is? Then I'll really be trapped and never get to see Kaidën ever again. I can't let that happen. I have to find a way out of this no matter what happens. "Why do you want me?" I ask, fixing the back of his head with a hard gaze. He doesn't turn back at me before he starts answering my question. "Do I need a reason for buying something I like?" His words cause my skin to tighten, and a prickling of awareness causes goosebumps to line my arms. Something he likes. I'm just a product to him, something he spent money on. "How much did you buy me?" I ask instead. At this, he laughs. I almost think
Kaidën Both men stare at me like I've grown three heads, but remain silent. It's the smaller man who speaks first. "The dungeon is out of bounds to commoners. Only the royal family and criminals see the dungeons." I tilt my head to the side, clenching my fist in annoyance. "Take me there." The bigger man steps closer to me, inflating his chest and puffing himself up until he's just inches from me. "We aren't taking you anywhere so take your worthless piece of crap self and get lost." His friend eyes him warily and darts his eyes between the both of us. A smile tugs at my lips. "No, you're taking me to the dungeon, and you'll do it now." A growl rumbles in his chest, but I continue. "Who are you? A palace guard? Is this how you talk to everyone when you're nothing but a watchdog?" The sooner he gets riled up, the quicker it'll be to get rid of him. His partner is more cautious and might be an unexpected variable if a fight breaks out, so I should level the fight to
Aria After the strange man tells me that I've been sold to him-put on the market like some cheap commodity and sold to the highest bidder, I remain relatively quiet. My head still swarms with this news. Who sold me? Cassius? Or is it Piper? Either way, everything is now ruined. If I can't get back to the palace, then I can't find Piper's scent. And if I can't do that, then it's practically impossible for me to return to Kaidën. Oh, Kaidën. My chest squeezes in agony when I remember the last time I saw him. The way I spoke to him that day. I called him a liar because he didn't tell me about the prophecy-but what right did I have to say that? It's not like he told me he wanted me to act like his mate out of an unexpected attraction towards me. He said it was because of his camp members. And I still accused him of lying and said I'd wanted to leave. I shiver when I recall that memory vividly. The problem is, I don't know if I want to stay at the rogue camp if
Kaidën I don't watch Piper as she walks away, choosing instead to stare into the glittering stars in the sky. Their golden brightness reminds me of Aria's flowing gold hair. I smile to myself and run my hand over my face. Emotions surge from my chest, and I wonder what I can do next. If Piper really can't help me get Aria out of there, does that mean I'll have to trust her to get herself out? She has my shadow with her, but will that be enough? I suddenly remember the dream I had when they'd first taken her-the one where she was being beaten by Piper's guard. Is it possible that I can see when she's in danger, or is that a rare fluke? Either way, it's not like I can just sit here and wait. I still have a number of things to do, but Aria comes to the top of that list. Getting her out of the pack shifters realm is a priority, I just don't know how yet. I sigh and submerge myself into my wolf form again, despising everything about the shifting process. When my nose
Aria I'm tired of the darkness. That's the first thought I have when my heavy lidded eyes push themselves open. It's a struggle to keep them open, but I try harder, until I'm blinking rapidly under the dim light. The second thought I have is that I'm in a moving vehicle again. But this time, I don't know where I'm going to, and this worries me the most. I have a faint memory of being dragged from the rogue pack, being thrown in a dungeon, and being beaten by the dungeon guards. A ripple passes through my body when all these memories surge forward, and I almost regret trying to recall them. I remember using the shadows Kaidën gave me to try and fight the guards, and to protect Rachel. Rachel? I hope she's doing well now. The third thought I have is clearer than the rest. A somewhat familiar face in my head of a man. I feel like I should know who he is, but I don't, so I think as hard as I can about who he may be. Dinner meetings float into my head. My grandmother chattin
Kaidën "What do you want, Piper? You have everything she had now. You're the mate to the Alpha. You're the Luna of the Shifters realm, are you really so conceited you can't accept what you have?" Piper gives me a nasty look, and turns her head away. "You're right. All I'll ever be is the vessel for Aria's scent. I'll never be anything without it." Good she knows. But I know she's not admitting that because she's suddenly had a change of heart. Whatever she's planning to do might infinitesimally be more devious than every other thing she's done. I rub my hand over my face, and glance at the wide expanse of space ahead of us. Memories I don't care for rush forward-of the first time I met Piper, nearly a year ago. The wide eyed confident omega taken aback when she found out I was her mate. I curl my lips in annoyance. She'd hidden it well from me. How much she hated knowing she was my mate. I'd been fooled. "So what do you want?" I ask dryly. If she expects my pity, she must
Aria "Rachel!" I wake up with a violent yell that nearly tears my throat out. My eyes dart around me, worry lining my brows as I take in my surroundings. Where am I? I'm no longer in the dungeon, and the memory feels like a distant fog that I would mistake for a dream if it wasn't for the aches I still feel all over my body. Every time I try to move, my bones creak like they're going to disintegrate from each other. I wonder where Rachel is, and what might have happened to her. Suddenly, something-a thought I almost forgot comes to me, and I lift my hands quickly, using all my strength to reach out to what's inside me. "Thank the goddesses. It's still here." I place a hand on my chest, and close my eyes briefly. Still, I made a terrible mistake. All those guards now know about Kaidën's shadow inside me, and worst of all, I wasn't even able to save Rachel. Those terrible guards must have taken her. Tears spring to my eyes, and I hug my knees to myself, sniffling softly, an