LucyThe day after the Helping Hands event, I went shopping with Sarah, Amy, and Michelle. I had never been grocery shopping before, so I was a bit excited. Amy was filling Sarah and Michelle in on about the Helping Hands event before we started talking about the upcoming fall semester classes we planned to take. Amy was going to be on the social justice track. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Amy being a caseworker for kids who ended up at orphanages like us. “I think it suits you,” I said. “That’s what I said,” Amy said. “I’ve already started looking for internships with a few adoption agencies.”“I’m on the business track,” Michelle said, picking up a bag of apples. “If I make manager, they’ll pay for it, so I won’t have to take out loans.”“That’s awesome,” Sarah said. “I didn’t realize that they made you take loans.”“There’s financial aid, it’s just not enough to also live on,” Michelle said, checking her list. “What about you two?”“I haven’t decided yet,” Sarah sa
LucyWhen I heard David’s voice mentioning the ring, I felt my panic stop. I gasped, bringing my hands together and fumbling with the moving ring Riley had given me. I tried to remember how to activate it. I couldn’t breathe, and then I felt the warmth wash over me. My skin tingled and everything sped away from me before I landed softly on a cold floor. “Ma’am?”I shuddered at the kind voice and reached for my throat. “It’s okay,” someone soothed. “It’s okay.”I felt hands at the nape of my neck as I kept trying to breathe. The knot loosened and I sucked in a deep breath when the bag came off. A kind-looking woman was kneeling beside me. She cupped my face and stared into my eyes. “Can you tell me where you came from?”Her words washed over me and I felt myself answering. She listened as I told her everything that had happened. She looked down at my hand and lifted it to look at the moving rind. She fiddled with it before she started talking to the rest of the people in the office.
LucyAfter we finished with the interview, the sisters agreed to go with David at least for the night. He led them to one of the SUVs and shook his head. “What a mess.”“Thank you for taking them,” I said.I was grateful for David's quick thinking and protective nature. He had always been a dependable and caring person, and in times like this, it was even more obvious.He smiled. “They’re basically family. How could I not? Besides, Blue is going to adore having more people to fuss over, and I’m sure Duke will appreciate having someone else to complain to.”He closed the door and sent the SUV on. “What about—““I’m not leaving you until Stacy or someone comes to get you.”We went back inside Coven Hall to wait in one of the conference rooms. “What happens now?”“Now, we wait, and I may have to take a bunch of phone calls.”A few moments later, his phone rang. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close and letting his warmth sink into me as he answered. It seemed like he was talk
DavidAs the car cruised along the winding roads of Hecate City, I couldn't help but replay the near kidnapping incident in my mind. I hadn’t gotten a chance to tell Trent about the vision, but I knew it was coming. Lucy telling us about her visions of the Moon Goddess was troubling, but it told me enough. The Moon Goddess was on Blue Moon’s side, and that meant they had to be the enemy, especially with their maniac of a father back. For a moment, I wondered how that was working out for either of them. Tony was probably trying not to show how much it irritated him, but I could imagine Matt about to lose his mind trying to hide everything from his father and Tony.The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the landscape, but my thoughts were anything but serene. I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness I had experienced as I felt the barrier starting to give way, or the shock of the whole incident. I tried to focus on what to do next, but my mind kept drifting back to
LucyA few days passed since the incident, and I was much calmer. Sarah had called the next morning and gushed about the fairytale Estate, as expected. I was just glad that they all sounded so happy. Today, I was supposed to be going in for a check in. As I arrived at the Coven Hall, my nerves were on edge. Even though Stacy had arranged for an escort to accompany me, I couldn't shake the feeling of vulnerability. The recent attack had left me cautious about being out and about again, and every sound and movement felt amplified in my mind.As I made my way through the hallways, I couldn't help but overhear Luke arguing with someone. His voice was stern and determined, but there was an underlying tone of desperation. I paused, hesitating whether I should intrude or continue on my way. However, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to listen in discreetly.“She belongs with me!” Luke said. “Actually, she doesn’t.”“I’m the eldest living relative—““You’re also a rogue.”I f
TonyI sat at my desk, surrounded by stacks of financial documents and reports, trying to focus on the numbers and calculations before me. But it was hard to concentrate with Oren sitting across from me, oozing an air of superiority and arrogance.He hadn’t taken over my office, but every time I was in it, he would waltz in, sit down and act as if he belonged there. , yet not saying a word. His presence was a constant reminder of the turmoil and tension that had recently taken over the Estate with his return. I couldn't understand why he was so insistent on asserting his dominance, especially when Tony and I were the rightful alphas.Matt wasn’t interested in starting a fight, but I wasn’t going to let him act as if he could just step in and take over. We hadn’t talked about Ginevra. Dagon had taken her to the Council Hall sometime in the night. Oren had been a little pissed off at breakfast, but even he wasn’t crazy enough to try to take on the dragon shifter. Having him around had
TonyThey were on the floor getting along better than I expected. I never thought about what Matt would be like with children.Quillan turned and looked at me, stunning me as his eyes met mine. Something stirred in me.I had a son. Though I had always known that, eventually, I would have a son, I had never expected it like this. My heart twisted with the knowledge that this child, my son, had been out there, and he wasn’t the child of me and my mate. I looked at Matt. Our mate, rather. I shook my head. Lucy was our mate. Ginevra and Quillan were mistakes. It was all unexpected, and I found myself grappling with conflicting emotions.Matt.He didn’t answer. He didn’t even seem to notice that I was calling him. His mind was so distant from mine. Not just closed off, but it felt as if I would never be able to talk to him through our link ever again. I narrowed my eyes. I had to be imagining things. After Oren's talk about using the Bonds of the Moon to bring the White Moon people into
LucyFriday came with its usual air of excitement and anticipation for the weekend. Everyone was talking about their plans while the meeting with the rest of my family was looming over my head. I was halfway through my Basics of Potions class at the coven when a soft knock on the classroom door interrupted the lecture. Our professor paused and looked towards the door, confusion crossing his face."Come in," he called, motioning for whoever was outside to enter.The door creaked open, and I turned my head to see a coven attendant standing in the doorway, a serious expression on her face. She scanned the room before her eyes landed on me, and she motioned for me to come outside."Lucy, you're needed in the meeting room at the Council Hall," she said, her voice low and urgent.My heart skipped a beat, and a million questions raced through my mind. Why would they summon me to the Council Hall? What could they possibly want with me?"Is everything okay?" I asked, trying to keep my voice s
LucyThe morning sun, a mischievous wink through the blinds, painted golden stripes across our bed. I snuggled deeper into the warmth of David's embrace, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest a soothing lullaby. He slipped his hand across my lower back. The warmth of his bare skin against mine set a spark of pleasure through me. He rumbled low and content into my hair. “Wake up,” David rumbled. He kissed my head and twined a curl around his finger. “We have things to do.”“You shouldn’t have kept me up all night.”He chuckled. “You didn’t say that last night.”I nudged him. He dipped his head to nip my lips. “You know, if it’s too much, you can always tell me to slow down.”He’d been saying that for five years now, and I never found a reason to tell him to. He knew that. His eyes flickered between colors. I nipped his lower lip. “Give me a reason.”He smirked and rolled me onto my back. “To slow down or…”“To get up,” I said as he kissed
LucyI sat on the cold stone, watching her, but she didn’t move another muscle. I didn’t know how long it had been, but it didn’t matter. The spectral glow around her was starting to dim, and my mind was just too stressed to do too much thinking. The light of the ritual, the spell I’d used, the blood on my hands all flashed through my mind, and part of me wondered if it was all just a dream. I looked down at the stained and ruined gown. The armor was as pristine as ever, but most of the embroidered roses were torn or stained. This dress would never be white again, let alone whole. I flicked a piece of the long, gossamer fabric and shook my head. I really liked this dress.“Lucy!”I turned my head toward the sound of David’s voice, wrung out and relieved to hear him. He was rushing through the air towards me. He dropped down a few feet from me, looking so worried I could cry.I smiled at him as he dropped to his knees beside me and threw his arms around me,
LucyI sailed through the air, landing with a jarring thud within the ritual circle. With a trembling hand, I pushed myself up, my senses on high alert. A figure, cloaked in darkness, appeared in front of me. My blood ran cold. Selene."Well, well, Lucy," her voice, honeyed yet laced with venom, slithered into the darkness. "Thank you ever so much for making this easy at last.”I grit my teeth. I wouldn't go down without a fight. Straightening my shoulders, I met her gaze, my voice shaking but resolute. "You underestimate me.” “No, Lucy,” her voice dropped, and a cruel smile twisted her lips. "You underestimate me.” The chanting grew louder around me. I lunged for the necklace, my fingers grazing its cold surface before Selene snatched it away, a triumphant gleam in her eyes. But that touch, fleeting as it was, ignited something. I felt her pushing at my mind. I felt her shoving me back until I could see the forest from before, and we were fighting in a ci
MattMy vision pulsed and flickered, a strobe light of pain blurring the edges of reality. Tony rained blows down on me, slashing with claws. Each hit chipped away at my resolve and my control, leaving behind a raw desperation to end this quickly. My armor protected me from most of the damage, but still. He was always the stronger of the two of us. I thought it was just because he was the older of the two of us, but this was different. I thought for sure he was going to bite off my head. Then, a flash of golden light arced through the air, and a spear lanced past my shoulder, catching Tony square in the chest. I turned back to see Ginevra hovering in the air. Her golden dress glowed as she passed me with a glowing winge spreading from her back. What the absolute fuck?Tony staggered, falling to the ground, and Dad darted forward, encasing Tony in a shimmering web of light. The wave turned to chains. He thrashed and howled, straining against the magical bonds, but t
LucyPeter's breath hitched, rasping, and shallow, then deepened into a cough that wracked his battered body. His eyelids fluttered, eyelids so pale they were almost luminous in the dim torchlight. He struggled to get up, leaning on his Spear and on Michelle. The light pulsing through the Spear rippled over his skin. He let out a soft sigh and stumbled a little. “Peter?”“I... It’s gone.”“What?” Michelle gasped as his hair started to change, losing the gray color and growing dark. His face turned younger until I was sure that he was all of twenty-something. He grew a bit taller, too, bigger until his shirt strained against his chest and his buttons popped. He flushed. “Well… that’s not…” He cleared his throat as Michelle smiled up at him. “So this is what you looked like in your youth?”He scoffed. “I’m much younger than you think.”He grunted, pressing a hand to his side. “Wish the Spear would heal the wound, though.”I winced. “Sorry… it’s a
PeterMy feet pounded a frantic rhythm against the uneven earth, branches whipping at my face, thorns tearing at my clothes. How long had I been running? How much further did I have to go? I didn’t know, and it didn’t matter so long as I got there. My lungs burned, legs screaming in protest, but still I ran. The trail of blood behind me and the patchwork of wounds across my body, chunks of missing and regrowing flesh, weren’t my concern right now. The creature—the wolf was after me, and unlike before, it didn’t seem willing to back off or slow down. It was going to kill me, and what happened after that was anyone’s guess. Behind me, the guttural snarl of the wolf echoed through the trees. Too close to be comfortable. Too close to make sense. This was too much like that dream, but worse. So much worse. The sky was a kaleidoscope of images I could barely make out. They flashed in the sky and in my vision, making it hard to see. I saw Lucy. I saw Michelle. The long
LucyAdrenaline surging, I grabbed Michelle and pulled her after me deeper into the inky depths of the tunnel.“Quick!”She panted. “What’s going on? Peter—”“He’s possessed,” I said. “Just keep running for now!”I saw my Allison up ahead, leading me down another tunnel. Behind us, I heard Peter's guttural snarls, the rhythmic thud of his feet echoed eerily in the confined space. We had to lose him and the other one quickly, but we didn’t seem to be putting enough distance between us. Panic coiled in my gut, urging me to run faster and push my body beyond its limits. Michelle kept up relatively well. We twisted and turned, navigating the treacherous path by torchlight and the spectral murmurs of White Moon's fallen. But the passage seemed to twist back on itself. When we were back at the forked path, the faint light that had been illuminating the tunnel went out, plunging us into darkness.Michelle shuddered. She drew closer to me and tightened her grip on m
LucyI was back in that house with that couple that adopted me. I felt the floorboards creaking as I went downstairs. I saw the men in suits. I shrieked, turning. Not again. I couldn’t be back here. Where was David? How had I gotten back here? I looked down. I wasn’t… wearing the dress or the armor. I had no daggers. My hair was just as uncombed and dry as it had been then. When I looked in the mirror, the skinny young woman who had barely had anything more than ramen and school lunch stared back at me. My stomach lurched. The door opened, and I turned to run, knowing what was about to happen. I dug my heels in as dark shadows pulled me towards the door. I felt myself being lifted onto someone’s shoulders. I fought and kicked, but all my training and all my strength were gone. I saw the calendar on the wall, but the date was different. It wasn’t my birthday. It was the day of the Crescent Moon Festival. I screamed, grabbing anything I could manage. Then, Sele
DavidOren's head arced through the firelit air, landed, and rolled. His body dropped to the ground, still spurting blood. Then, all hell broke loose.The shimmering barrier around the Ball faltered, rippling like a pond, before collapsing entirely. Hunters poured into the arena, their snarls blending with everyone's shocked gasps. “Defensive measures, now!” I yelled, my voice carrying over the sound of the attack. A group of dragon shifters took to the sky as my blade clashed with the first hunter. How had they gotten through the barrier? I saw a flicker of a ghost and growled. “Selene!” I shoved the hunter back, slicing through him before sending out a shockwave of air. She’d been behind this, and maybe she’d been planning this for years, using the werewolf virus to spy on the preparations. It would make sense to try and get rid of me. I was the direct descendant of Fenris. More than that, it was their movements. Each and every one of them moved e