Thank you for reading, will post the last chapter later. I love the characters so much and it's breaking my heart that it's ending but no worries, I might do a sequel.
AdiraI was wearing a creamy white dress with a low back, and my hair was pinned in a hairdo but some of it was falling out, but it was alright. I liked it. It didn't have to be perfect because nothing in life is, everything has flaws. Getting into my heels, I breathed in and descended the stairs, meeting my grandfather in the main hallway of the chapel. He smiled at me and I felt tears in my eyes." You're beautiful," he said, linking our arms." Everyone's ready," Leila whispered, smiling at me, " And the groom is anxious,"The music started, indicating for us to go in, and I inhaled again as we took a step inside. The chapel was captivating, with a high vaulted ceiling, and rich ornamentation. The atmosphere was perfect for this important occasion.Everyone got to their feet, bowing as we walked in the candlelit aisle. My mate was standing next to the officiator, next to Aspen, Jett, and Azriel, his best men. They looked extremely handsome in their tuxedos.My bridesmaids; Monique,
Tender memories, once upon a night, welled up in the lonely heart of a man. It was late in the evening. He came in front of the house with an air of mystery. Its interior was elaborately ornamented with a feminine touch. A faint light revealed this. He made no deliberate attempt to move up the stairs to the front door, but he waited a while.His heart was full of deception and he would not trust it nor would he allow its sublime strength to whelm him. Why was he here? maybe because he could not brook the weakness of running away from a woman’s truth.Her name was Danielle. Three days earlier, she had taken him to the scenery of the grandest view. They had made their way up a hilltop. The fresh smell of green flora was enlivening their senses. It was that time of the day when the sky was atPeace and the gentle weakening sun could be seen cutting quietly through the gathering clouds.They both settled on the bare ground, facing each other. She had faith in bringing him here. He had look
Ethan squared his shoulders, regaining his composure. “I have been insulted enough for the day by strangers and I certainly won’t condone it from a lady,” She came a bit closer as if assessing his eyes. “Are you lost?”“No, not that it concerns you but I know exactly where I am” “Sure you do” she added with a tone thick with sarcasm. She studied him a little more and cleared her throat, she said “I think we’ve started on the wrong island, my name’s Kate,” She reached out. “I am one who preferred not to be bothered this time of the night.”“Ouch, that was rude,” she replied mockingly, “If you weren’t so damned cute, I would have let your three little friends harass you”“You know the people who were following me?” “Not that it concerns you, but you should thank me. I could smell your fear from a mile away.” She said. “You really shouldn’t be moving this late if you’re going to punch like that.” “I am not going to be counseled by a woman who also happens to be walking alone” “I
Kate fidgeted irritably but couldn’t feel any strength reaching her arms and legs. How is it that she couldn't compel him? This had never happened before. She bit down her plump lips in thought, eyeing the handsome man. He positioned her one more time and invaded her lips in a quick attempt. “Stop fighting and just apologize,” She let out a scream of frustration to which he responded with a deliberate smile. She mumbled a few words which were lost immediately in her audible breaths. “I couldn’t quite hear you, ma’am,” he mocked.“Alright…..” she breathed finally. “I won’t try to compel you again,” “That wasn’t an apology. I would take it that you don’t say sorry very often,”She groaned with annoyance. “Calm down,” he said, “Am going to let you go, just don’t punch my teeth out.” He released her slowly and she breathed, she stepped away immediately to locate her jacket and boots. A human weakness, one that had never manifested had just assailed her. She picked up her boots, pan
The morning had come, and Ethan groaned as the curtains to his room opened. " Close them, now," he growled. " Sir, you have a call, I've been told it's important," his butler, James, said. He had been with him since childhood and was very efficient. He sat up and closed his eyes momentarily as his head pounded. He regretted drinking too much last night. " If there is a lady I came home with last night, please, kick her out. I don't want to see anyone," he told the butler, he had already done that as he knew his master all too well. Ethan got out of bed and went to his ensuite bathroom. It would be a long day as he decided to investigate the case of his stalker. He went to his computer room in the mansion, checking every footage there was but he saw nothing other than heavy mist and a ... " A crow?" he frowned. Since when are there crows in this neighborhood? He looked further and noted footprints in the wet and leaf-littered path.He went outside in a hurry, forgetting to wear a
“Stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone” he insisted, holding her slim waist gently, but he retracted, thinking it wasn't proper, his face was so close to hers, and she couldn't, all she wanted was to crush her lips on him, and explore his mouth. She sat down on the arm of the couch, facing him. He was standing in front of her, and gently he caressed the side of her face, making her still with wonder. What was happening? Why was she loving the sound of his voice and the glistening of his eyes? This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to be this obscenely brave. “Can I hold your hand?” he asked her under his breath. She processed, eyes still fixed onto his, and then she said, “No you should not” “Why?” “Because I will kill you if you do,” she answered back softly. He stopped immediately and waited. “I am going to kill you if you put your hands on me,” she repeated, still seeming calm. “I should have told you this before you invited me into your house.” She wat
Bradley stepped out of his car and he was immediately enveloped by the dense gloom. His pair of eyes wandered over Ethan's mansion and he breathed. This was not one of his finest moments. The entirety of his intentions in coming here was linked to Danielle. He stepped in front of the door, pulling his coat over him with a visible cold breath cloud escaping his mouth. The door opened before he delivered loud knocks and paused. A tall thin man stood in front of him with a peculiar gaze. " May I help you?" he asked in a cold tone. " I'm Detective Bradley, and I'm here for Ethan West," Bradley introduced himself to the man. He shut the glass door in his face, and it was a five-minute wait before Ethan stepped out. The light from inside revealed his tall frame, and he stepped an inch back as if expecting a solicited hostile welcome. And it would be his fault to be honest, given the brief history they shared with Ethan. They took a moment, gazing at the life out of each other. Everythi
“I never wanted to be born like this, Halomir. There must be a cure” she told the old man, trying to convince herself more than him. “I don’t enjoy hurting people,” she said, “I mean killing people. And even when I do, my actions are justified because I only hurt bad people. No one needs them. The world is a much better place without them.” “If you believe that, then you’re more like your father than you think” he added. “I am nothing like him,” her voice went up quickly. “He is a monster. He takes pleasure in killing people. He is the reason why my mother, his wife, is dead.” He kept quiet, urging her on. “I know he is not going to stop until he finds me and kills me. I also know that I am not going to allow that,” she declared. “I will have to kill him first.” “Tread carefully girl. You will end up losing your soul and become him if you take this path.” “There is nothing left of my soul. I am already lost. But I will have satisfaction when he is dead.” “That is not the only re
A year went by without Ethan, and it was torture for Kate, she had cried thousands of times and she thought her tears would run dry but she was wrong. She didn't know how the love of her life was doing except he was alive thanks to Azriel, she was grateful to have him by her side. " What did the butler say?" " He found out where they are holding him and we can go rescue him with a few of my warriors," he informed me and I smiled, going to hug him and he hugged me back. " Thank you, Azriel," I cried, pulling away from him. I didn't know what I'd do without him and I'll forever be grateful that I ran into him in that bar. " When are we going?" " Tomorrow," he informed. I was restless the whole day, we were waiting for night to come to invade the hunters and the next day, I was at the border of the Diamond pack before everyone arrived. The journey to Creek Fall town was two hours but most of them had shifted in their wolf form and I rode in the car with Azriel. Kate's heart was thu
The past two weeks were blissful for Kate and Ethan, they spent most of their time in each other's arms or watching vampire movies. " Do you do that too?" he asked as they watched a vampire movie, stifling a chuckle and she elbowed him in the gut. He grunted. " Why are they sparkling like that though," Kate murmured in wonder. She couldn't watch anymore so she stood up, deciding to stretch her legs for a while and it had been long since she went out to hunt. " I'm going to hunt," she sighed, wearing a coat. Ethan stood up and pulled her towards him. " I thought you preferred my blood," he purred in her ear, making a shiver run down her back. He left kisses on her neck and purred but she managed to push him away. " I want to stretch," she said. He smiled at her and nodded, watching her leave the cottage. Ethan was feeling terrible for not telling Kate who he truly was but his wolf told him that vampires and werewolves repel each other. Ethan's heart hurt at the thought of losing K
“Am in a very bad mood and you should leave to save your skin,” Ethan warned.Detective Bradley took a step back, almost mentally placing his hand on the latch of his gun. He could see a murderous glee in the visage of his enemy, Ethan.“I have a few questions regarding that lady friend of yours,”“ I don't know anything about her, like I said, am in a very bad mood and don't want to answer questions,” he repeated, hoarsely and whisperingly. “If you don't leave, am going to have to hurt you,” Ethan emphasized, trying to avoid eye contact, he was struggling with his inner wolf to maintain control as he wanted to take over and rip the detective to pieces. “I don't give a fuck ass what mood you're in. We can have this conversation out here or we can take it to the station.,” he replied, “It's your move mate”Ethan said nothing, he just remained placidly still.“Are we going to have a problem?” he asked again, readying to use brute force“ Please, go,” he struggled, sweat forming on his t
It was a pleasant night for Ethan but, as always, she was gone when he woke up. Leaving his office, he decided to leave his car and walk on foot. He was beginning to find a sinister satisfaction in these forbidden hours of the night. He hurried to the side of the street. The rain had just stopped and the sideways were still moisture-laden and the neon lights of the dry bar across the street glowed irritably across the range of his vision. He folded his hands into a fist, gnarling and pissed at nothing in particular. He stood there a moment and gazed fixedly at the strange gathering of the night colors in the air. He needed to hit something. It was the only logical thing to do. It was the only thing that felt like it would calm his restless soul. And maybe it was going to take the pain away. He stopped, feeling intense pain all over his body. He breathed in and started to walk, ignoring the pain earlier, but it started again. His heart was beating erratically and he stopped, touch
THE YEAR 1895 The gentle luster of his eyes lifted to the burning noon sun through the small window. Mathias Icarius Montgomery leaned over and craned to see the outside world through the iron bars of the prison that held him. A cloud of dust flew in and then rushed into his eyes and he drew back irritably but quickly recovered to his earlier position at the window. His last moments of freedom were these. He had been accused of treason, and he was on death row, sentenced to be hanged the following day. The failing hope that now possessed his visage was owed to the thoughts of being in this state, unable to be with his ailing wife with child. He stood, relishing the pallid scene outside. The people, buried in the turmoil of the usual vending, filled the streets, stretched through every narrow gate and boulevard, and discharged into a stream of many, making their way to this pitiful scene. In the street swelled diatribes of profanities and muffled chanting and voices of other unfamil
This was it. This was the day that she was going to die. She knew that she had to pay the price for the only day that she could spend with Ethan. This was the price she had to pay. Her father got up in the same fashion, and he could see everything that was happening. The wind was loud and still violent and this wizard was not here for any kind bargain. Halomir stretched out his hand, wading it in the air, and she knew that no good thing was going to come out of this. She launched onto him and took him down. She was going to die, but not without a good fight first. She pinned him to the ground and loosed her fangs. Suddenly, he blew some powder in her eyes and she became blind momentarily. Black magic, this was black magic. She fell back, moaning. She was blind, she could not see. She could hear the wizard approaching where she stood, and again she made a second attempt, but he caught her in midair and lifted her from her neck with one hand. Not only did he make her weak, but he had
It was only a few hours into the night. There was no doubt in her mind that Detective Bradley Burke was going to do everything in his strength to make sure that she didn't see the light of day again. Kate seemed calm in her seat, there was no need to fight it yet, it would only make things worse. Detective Bradley Burke glared at her through the mirror. She was sitting in the back seat, “How did you do it?” he asked her. She looked up to meet his eyes. “How did you kill those people?” Did he want to know? She eased her gaze on him. She knew it was easy to compel him even through the glass, but she wouldn't want to do it just yet, because Ethan was probably soon to be involved, so she would let it play out naturally for now. She looked away, ignoring his question. “I am going to make sure that you are locked up for a very long time” he promised. “And I am going to get the truth out of you one way or another,” She immediately let out an involuntary chuckle that stroked Burke as an i
Kate was escorted outside the house by Ethan. He opened the car door for her, and she got into her car and began driving away. She could see him in her mirror, standing on the driveway, watching longingly with his beautiful eyes, and she immediately envisioned what it felt like when his lips were deep into hers. Her lips parted as she lost herself and tried to escape her wonderful reverie. What was happening to her? Was this what love felt like? Was it even possible that she could feel love? Finally, in the distance, he disappeared, and her heart skipped a beat, already missing him. Doing the impossible, meeting him in broad daylight was impossible. And even if magic could do it, a huge sacrifice would have to be paid to just be able to stand in the sun without being scorched to death. Yes, that's it, black magic. After a few hours of driving, she approached the trail leading directly to the castle. She stepped out of her car and treaded carefully there. She trudged up the hill a
Ethan’s house, lit from within, stood at the far end, close enough for her to watch. Kate could see his silhouette moving about in his bedroom, and she stood in silence, watching, soon to head directly there. She would have to explain why she was hurt and why she had come here. She braved another step, then immediately sensed a variant presence in his house. It was different from the female servants. She searched with her sharp eyes and finally confirmed the reason for her dissatisfaction. Nestled on the bed in his bedroom was a woman, Danielle. The window was wide open and everything was revealed. Kate had been the one to compel her to forget what happened when she was lost in the night. Kate had done this kindness to get Ethan to focus on everything but Danielle. Kate watched in wondrous suspense. Danielle was sitting in his massive white bed dourly, as if unsatisfied with something. That perfume she wore only meant trouble and Kate scowled, then hopelessly cowered, fearing the wo