*Meadow*"I knew you would only get attached to someone that kind of special, your mother and I always felt you and my daughter would be the exception to today's crazy youth," She half giggled and then coughed a bit more. I sat in the chair next to her without releasing her hand. "How did you find us?" She continued."It is Saturday, and I headed to the store and it was closed. I peeked through the window and noticed the flowers weren't being taken care of, I knew something had happened. Your name and a few calls was all it took," I said, rubbing her hand slowly."Oh god...! Is it Saturday already? My poor flowers...!" She said just as a scared Bella rushed back in."Mom? What is wrong?" She ran to her bedside almost spilling the water from the glass."My poor flowers... you can't stay here forever Bella, you need to go take care of the store, if I am gone, you will need something to..." she started coughing again and Bella started to shake her head."Don't say that mom! You are
*Meadow*Craig relaxed the rest of the way to the cemetery, I think that while I was in Christa's room, he and Caleb had some sort of a talk and it did him good. Once we arrived, Caleb walked with me near my mother's grave then stopped. I looked at him quizzically but he smiled at me. "I think you should see her alone first. Then, when you are ready, I will join you." He said calmly and I almost cried; there was no possible way for me to feel anything but pure love and admiration to him, he was my partner, my friend, my lover and my mate, always thinking of me before himself."Thank you..." I said almost in tears and he pulled me in his arms."Shh... its ok, you don't need to show me you are strong, I know you are... strong women can also get emotional," I shook my head feeling my tears damp his shirt."Stop please, you are making it harder than already is to break apart from you even for the briefest of minutes," He chuckled and kept quiet, and I finally stepped away and walked to
*Meadow*I was proud, I smiled and just slid my hands on her soft fur while we looked at mom's picture in silence for a while until I felt another presence near us, she lifted her head and it snapped to our left. There we saw Caleb's wolf looking at us, his eyes locked on her. How was this possible? This was all in my head. A mental image.As if she read my thoughts, because she did, as she was part of me, she answered my own questions. 'His mind and yours are linked… He can see me as well, and you can see him.'I smiled at him and nudged her. 'Do you think you are ready for him?' I asked her and she gave me one look that showed me how much ready she was. I didn't know what to expect or how to react to be honest, this was all so new to me, but she took care of it; she closed her eyes and I did the same.What happened next was completely soothing, not what I would have ever dreamed. We merged in one, I was her and she was me; I felt my furred body and my thrill for my mate, our mind
*Caleb*It was very entertaining; Meadow was introducing us to Bella and Crista, and Craig was looking constricted. I was proud of my 3rd, even though he had such an unnatural power of attraction towards women, he never used it against any, and he had many chances. Now, when he did found the one, he was too nervous to use it."So Bella, will you let Craig escort you home? He will make sure you don't miss anything, and remember to bring your mom's stuff, you know, her flip flops and nightgown," Meadow was being persuasive, especially since Bella was nervous around him and felt the pull already. Poor girl, so young and naive."Uhm, yes, ok... he will be there with me until I come back?" Bella asked."I will stay with you until you feel ready, don't worry. You can take all the time in the world," Craig replied with a smile and Bella nodded blushing. I did my best to hold my laugh, while Meadow rolled her eyes at me.After they left, I walked into the room with Meadow, and Crista was
*Meadow*Craig and I left Caleb at Carter's office and then we both headed to the hospital to pick up Bella. When we were about to get there he took a deep breath and looked at me through the mirror. "Thank you, Luna. You are doing so much to help me win my mate. I don't think I was ready to meet her."I was smiling at him as he said that, so happy that I was able to help him, especially since I always had the impression he was just a kind and shy person. "You don't need to thank me, Craig. I really feel the two of you will be perfect for each other," It was the truth, I felt how they were both shy, and so they needed a little push, but personality wise, they were just a perfect match.When we reached Christa's room, I had barely knocked once and the door opened. Bella was smiling as her eyes met Craig's and after only a second, she looked at me blushing. "Hi Meadow, hi Craig,"I walked in to say hi to Crista and after a few words and making sure she was doing better, we headed tow
*Meadow*As we walked in, the waitress showed us our booth and Caleb pulled the curtains down. He sat next to me and I climbed his lap, kissing him passionately. "This place brings me bittersweet memories. I reached so far here with you, yet I screwed up so much as well."He shook his head and chuckled. "It was the night I felt I almost lost you, and the night I gave away my will to live just to contain myself and give you time. That night you were vulnerable, and I felt you willingly wanted to give yourself to me, but I didn't want you to regret it later, I had to wait for you to be ready," His words moved me, but then again they always did.Our waitress was smiling at us as she took our orders, then once she left, we both laughed at the way she blushed when she saw us first. We were both so intimately close, yet I didn't felt embarrassed as I would have before."Meadow, there is something I wanted to ask you... I brought you here, to this special and significant place for the bot
*Meadow*I sat still, my eyes never leaving the roman-like live statuette before us, my hand though, caressing Caleb's."Why are you here, you amongst all of those of your kind?" Caleb spoke with controlled anger.The man looked around the booth then back at me, giving me a smile. I felt strange; I wasn't affected by what I felt he was trying to do to me, but I didn't felt afraid either.He held his eyes in me while he spoke, pushing Caleb to the edge. "There has been... some circumstances... which have drawn my attention..." His eyes changed a little, as if he noticed something while he was looking at me. "Interesting..." He said and I knew he referred to me."What is interesting?" I asked, Caleb's wolf poised as if to attack, he growled lowly.Aeneas didn't care, he kept staring at me, driving both Caleb and his wolf mad. "You... you are interesting..." He said and I nodded."Do I remind you of someone?" He blinked in surprise to my question and I felt he briefly lowered his g
*Meadow*The way to our home was not a short one, it was one that would allow us time to talk, and I was thankful of that. He took my hand in his and sighed. "I am sorry, Princess. But this seems important."I shook my head. "Don't be sorry, I understand."We drove a bit more in silence then I felt him reach to our special bond. 'Let's talk here, he can't hear us this way.'I squeezed his hand. 'Caleb, he is a vampire, a very old and powerful one, isn't he?' I asked, already knowing the answer.'Yes, that is why I am letting him come to discuss this, if it has to do with Cornelius then it is still something important. He has been gone from our radars for over a week and that is keeping me worried.' I nodded and took a deep breath, I could still feel his presence near us.'Ok... what else should I be aware of vampires? Besides them trying to manipulate every two legs with a skirt?' Caleb chuckled and I giggled, I felt safe with him, so I wasn't afraid, but I knew little of the rea
*Meadow*The sun casts a warm golden glow, as if trying to heal the scarred landscape left by the war. Fields, once lush and green, lie ravaged, but sprouts of new life fight their way through the wreckage. The earth seems to be slowly stitching itself back together, just as we are.I sit anxiously as I wait for Sol to walk down the flowered aisle. She chose this place as the setting for her wedding, and when I asked her why, she said she wanted to honor those people who fell during our battle."Look at that," Xavier says, pointing to a small group of deer grazing in the distance. "Life always finds a way.""Indeed," I reply, my voice catching in my throat. The sight is both beautiful and heartbreaking. It's hard not to think of those who never got to see this moment of renewal.Right after the battle, we spent our days rebuilding the world around us, not only the physical structures, but also the hearts and minds of those left behind. It's a slow and arduous process, but with each bri
*Solveigh*My consciousness returns slowly, as if emerging from the depths of a murky abyss. The voices around me are hushed and indistinct, like echoes in a fog. I strain to understand them, but they remain elusive.‘Sol,’ Seth's voice resonates within my mind, warm and reassuring. ‘You're going to be okay. You need more rest before your body can fully recover.’I want to respond, to tell him how tired I am, but my limbs are heavy and unresponsive. My eyelids feel weighed down, as if encased in stone. It's frustrating, this inability to move or communicate.‘Mom... Dad…’ I try to call for them in my thoughts, hoping Seth will relay my message.Footsteps approach, and I sense their familiar presence even before I hear dad's deep, calming voice. "Seth, how is she?""Her body is still too weak to talk or open her eyes or move yet," Seth explains gently. "But she can hear us."My heart swells with gratitude. They came, just as I knew they would. I wish I could see their faces or embrace t
*Caliope*I watch Amral crumple to the ground, his eyes rolling back as he loses consciousness. Panic surges through me like a tidal wave, drowning out all other emotions. The dark creatures circle him, preparing to tear him apart, and something inside me snaps."Amral!" I scream, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear and desperation. He can't die; not now, not like this. My love for him, my need to protect him, fuels my anger and pain. I have more to fight for than ever before."Get away from him!" I roar, focusing all my dark powers into a singular force. Shadows stretch out from my fingertips, wrapping around the monstrous beings that threaten his life. I tug at the darkness, sending the creatures flying away from his motionless body."Please, you can't leave me," I whisper, tears streaming down my face. Desperation echoes through my voice, and I feel it deep within my soul. "You can't die."The creatures recover quickly, turning their attention towards me. But I'm not afrai
*Solveigh’s*I step through the black hole portal, and my breath catches in my throat. The darkness enveloping me is thick, almost tangible, and I feel like I'm choking on it. Panic rises within me as I sense the presence of the creatures, born from the shadows and chaos that surround us."Sol," Seth's voice rings out, startling me. He's right beside me, his strong hand gripping mine. He steadies myself emotionally. My panic begins to subside a little, replaced by a sense of calm that only Seth can provide. "We'll get through this," he whispers, his eyes filled with determination."Where are they? Amrafel, Caliope," I call out, searching for our companions. Within seconds, they materialize before us, their powerful auras cutting through the darkness. Amrafel's eyes are like twin flames, lighting up his face, while Caliope's gaze is as sharp as obsidian."Ready to fight these dark creatures?" Amrafel asks, his voice low and steady. Caliope nods, her face set in grim resolve. I feel conf
*Solveigh*I feel like I am in a new state of existence, and every inch of my body is running with electricity; something else has replaced my blood, and the adrenaline is addictive. Seth’s hand presses on my back and I know the reason why I haven't fainted is that of him.A large creature falls close to me and I jump, but quickly regain my focus, not wanting to be distracted, but the smell that comes from its corpse is making me nauseous. I shiver slightly but lock my eyes on my brother Ian, and then I feel ready to try more.It is not the first time; I have done this before, transferring my abilities, affecting them in a way that helped them, enhancing them. I know I can do this, and so, I feel myself reach to Xavier and he shudders slightly, then his voice booms, and it starts to affect the lesser creatures that screech in what now has become a battlefield.I can’t erase the smile on my face; we are making things happen, they are stepping away, so many of them are on the floor alrea
*Xavier*‘They are here,’ are Ian’s words. Words that reach me just as I finish kissing my mates.I rush outside and I see Ian in the middle of the large field, he is looking up to the sky and my eyes follow his. A black pool of nothingness is starting to grow, and I see the elementals panicking as they whisper things in different languages and I know my brother feels them more than me.This angers me; it is not like we weren’t expecting them. Sure, we didn’t know specifically when they were going to attack again, but we had been preparing for them.I focus on the fire elementals and I let my command voice do its job. “Gather up! Get ready! Distraction is needed very fast! Chop chop!”Uncle Aen is quickly joining them, keeping his calm as he looks at me and nods, he knows the time has come. I turn to look at my mates and I feel caught up in the same panic; my mates need to be safe.“Don’t you stand there, you need to get over there and help take them down,” Dana pulls me out from the s
*Meadow*I rush into the cabin, and I find a small gathering in the living room. I don’t understand why everyone is here and not inside helping my Sol. Caleb quickly reaches me and we both walk straight towards her bedroom door.Until Xavier stops us.“Son?” I ask, confused and angry at the same time. “What is happening?”“Mother, wait… Sol is actually ok, she was taken to Caliope’s father to help.”His words feel almost like a foreign language to me. “I can’t feel her mind, what do you mean with all this?”I look at Caly and she actually looks back at me with a face filled with confusion and fear. It is Lucifer who speaks for her. “I have been many eons in my own prison, so I know what he is doing. He has felt a connection to Sol, so he has used her to send a message to us. He can’t hold it for long, so she should be back very soon.”Her words make some sense, and I understand why Caly is a bit shaken by this. I look at her and nod, trying to contain myself as well, showing her that
*Solveigh*I walk through a path of tall and untamed grass. Wild dandelions fly as I walk by them, and the sun shines at its peak, yet its heat is soothing, not overwhelming. The wind blows on my face, and there is pure peace embracing me.Am I dreaming?No, this is not a dream, it is so real. I feel the grass at the tip of my fingers and I sense the texture of them. I see a cabin, a very old one, and a scarecrow that is standing in the middle of the empty land. I frown as I notice that there are no crows nor any animals around us.Everything seems so eery and quiet. Too quiet.As the seconds pass and I keep walking, I get worried, something is about to happen or is happening. I am not sure what it is, even though I keep looking all around me, but something doesn’t fit. Is like I am inside a painting, a living painting.It is when I open my mouth to talk, that I realize that I have no voice as well, and now, I know this must be a nightmare.‘Seth, can you feel me?’ I try to reach for
*Caleb*I watch as Aen handles the elementals calmly. It is not an easy task, yet his experience in battle allows to use his command voice with every one of them. It is something out of an epic story, and yet we find ourselves helpless while we wait.Ebony and Ivory are having a small talk with Sol, the angels like her a lot, which ensures her protection. Is not like she would need so much of it, she is her own worst enemy. But to know they are fond of my daughter just makes me happy.“Where are your thoughts?” Amra asks me as I keep staring at my daughter and the angels.“My thoughts are a bit drifting, I don’t like the idea of coming to a war unprepared,” I admit to him. I know he is also worried, although he shows himself much more calm and collected.“I understand that, and it does bring me worries. I like to be in control of the situation, but nothing that is happening is under our control… in fact, I think the only thing under our control is the lack of actions.”I sigh and shak