ZadyreLetting out a deep sigh, I studied Brielle’s peaceful tear stained face, and wondered what was going on. This wasn’t just her urges.I doubt if she realized, but she was halfway through turning into her wolf. Her eyes were glowing and her canines and claws were sharp and ready. Her strength was even different and everything unnerved me.What could be wrong? Yesterday shortly after we got to the resort she started acting weird and now, I placed the back of my palm on her skin and sighed at the heat. Damon needs to check on her. I cleaned her up and wore her clothes back, before wearing mine and calling Damon up.He appeared with Amelia, and I briefed them on what happened. What I didn’t expect was for Damon to snort. “You called me up to tell me your girl is super horny and you couldn’t satisfy her?”Amelia rolled her eyes in irritation as she went to sit beside Brielle, hissing as her fingertips touched Brielle’s scalding skin.“She’s really burning up, blonde. It’s not time t
Brielle I was breathing heavily as I ran, my feet hammering into the hard, icy ground. The moonlight danced through the towering trees, illuminating my route with long, sinister shadows. Branches nibbled at my face and arms, and the air was heavy with the odour of wet leaves. That wasn't the worst of it, though. No, the worst was what I was running through- what I was trying to escape. Dead animals. Their eyes wide open, they stared up at me with lifeless eyes as they lay twisted and broken on the forest floor. Even though the scent of decay and blood was overwhelming, I couldn't stop. I couldn’t look. Every step I took, my foot connected with something soft, something that had once been been alive. My stomach twisted into knots as I felt bones crack under my weight. I wanted to scream. To cry out. To stop running, but something in the pit of my stomach would not let me. Something was chasing me. Although it was invisible to me, I could hear its voice- a low growl that sounded as
Brielle“Will you please explain everything that has been going on to me?“ His voice broke the quiet, calm but direct. For a brief minute, I froze, holding onto the coffee pot. I had no desire to repeat this. Not after last night. Taking a deep breath, I turned around and forced a half hearted smile. “It’s nothing, Zadyre. Really.”His eyebrows furrowed, obviously not buying it. "Brelle, you've been tense since yesterday night. Something’s bothering you. Talk to me.”I wiped a palm across my forehead and groaned. I lied, saying "It's just stress," even if some of it was accurate. I was still troubled by the dream, but I wasn't comfortable talking about it. “I’ve been thinking about… Sebastian.” I swallowed hard, trying to focus on something tangible, something less horrifying than the nightmare. “What he might be planning. You are aware of his tendencies- constantly cunning and one step ahead. I get a persistent feeling that something big is coming.”Zadyre’s expression softened slig
BrielleThe morning after that strange dream, everything felt… different.Since Zadyre had woken up early and I was the only one in the room, I went to the mirror and stood in front of it, staring at my reflection. It was subtle at first, but I couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right. My hair looked fuller and longer than it had been yesterday. The dark strands shimmered and it looked almost unnatural, it was thicker and silkier. I ran my fingers through it and the silkiness sent a strange shiver down my spine.But that was not the only thing. I felt different- I felt stronger. My muscles seemed more defined and my body was humming with energy- with an intensity I was not at all used to. I forced my hands in front of me, watching my muscles shift. The difference was evident enough for me to wonder what was going on, even though it wasn't sudden or big.My heart was hammering hard against my chest, and I could feel my nervousness rising with every pass
Zadyre I stared down at Brielle in my arms, her face tear streaked and fragile, her body curled into me like she was trying to make herself smaller, as if she could hide from whatever was happening inside of her. She was asleep now, breathing soft and even. I had carried her to bed after reassuring her that she was not a monster why everything would be fine. I let out a sigh as I ran my hand through her hair, hoping it would soothe her and keep the nightmares away. The weight of her words hung in the air- it was suffocating. The way she had said it with guilt and tears over a little accident ripped me apart inside. Brielle wasn’t a monster. She was strong, loving, fierce and a fighter. But something was happening to her, something she could not even explain and it was scaring the hell out of me. I watched her sleep, my mind racing with questions and fears. She was losing control and I wondered why. I could feel it too, it was unsettling and it felt like there was more to thi
Brielle My body shook as I clung to Zadyre, pressing my face against his chest. I didn’t know how long as I was there in his arms for until I fell asleep and started dreaming again. The dreams began as they always did. I was standing in the woods, the trees towering above me, their branches swaying the the direction of the breeze. The ground under me was cold and damp. And then, there it was- soft at first, like a faint whisper calling on to me. “Come, come, come…” My body responded without my permission and my legsstarted moving, taking me deeper into the woods. Everything was blurry around me, the shadows of the trees were stretching out to me like as if they knew me, like as if they had been waiting just for me. And then I felt a small warm presence beside me. I looked down and I saw it was Micha. He was standing beside me, his hand in mine and his sleepy eyes blinking up at me. His dace was calm and simple like he was having a beautiful dream. But something was wro
Brielle The wood stretched out endlessly around us as we made our way into it. Each tree was hovering above silently and it looked like that were watching my every move. My legs walked silently against the damp earth and my heart was racing with a mixture of fear and desperation. Zadyre, Damon and Amelia were behind me and we were all on the lookout for Micah. After we had searched the house thoroughly and hadn’t found him, the woods was the next best place to look. The kids were still asleep and this was the best time to look for him. I was feeling anxious and with every step I took and every rustle of the leaves, I was getting more worried. Where are you, Micah? The question echoed in my head, over and over and over again, pushing me forward and giving me the energy I needed even though my legs were aching and needed to rest. We had been searching for hours now and the deeper we went into the woods, the more I felt an invisible pull- urging me to go further. I knew the
Brielle“Don’t worry baby, I’m here now. How you got here doesn’t matter,” I said to him trying to calm him down and he nodded. I dusted Micah off and sat him down gently against the tree as I went to talk to my supposed aunt. “What do you want from me?” I asked her. A smoke spread across her lips slowly but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s not what I want from you, my dear niece. It’s what I want for you,” she replied. I narrowed my eyes, my stomach twisting in knots. “I don’t even know who you are. You say you’re my aunt, but I don’t remember ever hearing anything about you. Why should I trust anything you say?” I shot at her. Her expression softened but it felt fake. It felt like she was just putting on a mask so I would trust her. “You were never told about me because your father wanted to hid the truth from you. He wanted to protect you, prevent you from finding out who you truly are and stay you are capable of,” she replied. What? My father didn’t even like me so wha
DamonThe sounds around me suddenly went silent. I could do no other thing than panic as we walked outside and I set my eyes on Amelia that was in the pool of her own blood. Her hand trembled over her stomach and her dress was soaked with her own blood. My chest tightened and it felt like I was being stabbed over and over again in my heart. For the first time in decades, fear consumed me. Not just fear- terror.Brielle ran to her and started talking to her but I didn’t hear anything, I walked to her and I dropped to my knees beside her, ignoring the roar of the battle continuing behind me.“Amelia!” My voice cracked, raw and desperate. Her lashes fluttered weakly, her breath shallow. Her usually fiery eyes, the ones that taunted and challenged me endlessly, were glassy and unfocused.I pressed my hands to the wound, my fingers slick with her blood. “You’re not leaving me. Do you hear me?” My voice was a growl now, a plea wrapped in steel. I could feel her slipping, her life force dimm
AmeliaIt was the day of the wedding and we were finally out of captivity. Damon and I had tried to escape but it was futile. Later on, Sebastian had come to our rescue and even if we were weary at first we decided to trust him. The palace was in chaos as everyone prepared for the wedding. Sebastian had told us of his plan already and I was ready for how the day was going to turn out. Maids and guards were going back and forth as they prepare the hall for the wedding, they didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Orlando’s fury. I avoided Damon most of the morning, finding excuses to busy myself with Brielle.But even amidst the turmoil, my thoughts were elsewhere.I was pregnant. I had found out earlier that morning and I hadn’t been able to process things well since then. I hadn’t told anyone- not even said the words out loud to myself. I felt like saying it would make it more real and I wasn’t sure I wanted to accept the truth. I placed a hand over my stomach and let out a shak
AmeliaThe days at the resort passed in an awkward, suffocating blur. Damon’s rejection echoed in my mind, a relentless loop of words that stung more than I cared to admit. I tried my best to stay out of his way and pretended like the pull of the bond that was dragging me to him was nonexistent. I avoided him as best as I could, but we were staying the same room and tension was thick and suffocating. Every time my eyes fell on him, I would feel my hear ache- it was longing for his love and touch but I knew it was something I couldn’t get- something I would never get. I buried myself in helping Brielle and Zadyre with their problems. It was easier to focus on them than to face my own mess. Brielle had enough to deal with without me adding my drama to the mix, so I kept my distance and my mouth shut.When we returned to the pack, the air felt different. Heavier. Maybe it was just me, carrying the weight of the unspoken bond between Damon and me. Or maybe it was the way the pack still
DamonThe discussion I had with Zadyre earlier played over and over again in my head as I drove through the road, holding on to the steering wheel tightly. “You know you’re the only I trust and know can do this, Damon,” he had said in a very serious tone. “The border spell will keep us safe, but it has to be precise. If it falters, Sebastian and his allies could find us before we’re ready.”“I know it’s an easy task,” I had replied him as I shrugged it off. But Zadyre’s expression had told me this wasn’t like the other times.“And,” he continued, glancing at Brielle and the kids in the distance, “I need you to keep Amelia in line. She can be of help.”I’d raised an eyebrow at that. “Of help? Sounds like a handful.”“Just take her with you,” Zadyre muttered, his gaze darkening. “She’s loyal and she can keep an eye on you. She can even help you.”Now, as Amelia sat in the passenger seat beside me, her arms crossed and her glare cutting through the silence, I wondered if Zadyre had unde
A sneak peak to Damon’s point of view of when he first met AmeliaDamon’s POVThe drive back to Brielle’s location was tense, filled with an unspoken urgency. Zadyre was silent in the passenger seat, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He hadn’t said much since I convinced him to come back and get her. Convincing him hadn’t been easy; his stubbornness was unmatched, and his pride even more so. But I couldn’t let him leave her behind.“She’s your mate, Zadyre,” I’d told him earlier, my tone sharp. “You can’t just abandon her. You’ve been through hell, and so has she. The least you can do is protect her.”He’d gritted his teeth, jaw tight, before muttering something about her safety being more important than his presence. But I knew better. Their bond was very strong and undeniable, no matter how much he tried to pretend he wasn’t drawn towards her or needed her. As we got closer to the house where Brielle was supposedly at, I could feel Zadyre’s body tensing up. It was radiating off him li
The End… Or the Beginning? BrielleDays have passed and everything had for back to the way they always were. It was morning and after breakfast, we decided to take the kids outside. The pack lands were now more beautiful after we had gotten rid of every evil that plagued it. There trees were lush, the rivers clear, the people happy and the air was filled with the smell of the beautiful and blooming flowers. It was like Mother Nature was happy that we were healing from the past so so she was helping to hasten the process. Nikki and Micah were running in front of us as they chased each other though the garden with their laugh echoing across the beautiful sky. Rachael was walking in front of us too both not as playfully as her brothers, she had always been much calmer and smarter than them. Zadyre and I walked behind them while holding hands and letting the peacefulness of the park and the air wash past us. It felt surreal, this calm after the storm.“You know,” I began, my voice sof
BrielleImmediately Orlando fell to the ground in the hall and lost his life, I felt a surge of energy burst through from him and enter into me. It felt like something that I didn’t know was missing from my body finally came into place and I felt that wild energy course through me though it was tamer than before. It was overwhelming and terrifying all at once but I soon relaxed my body and the tension left as I welcomed it. My powers. They were back.I gasped as the strength and connection to my wolf rushed through my veins, stronger than ever. It was like breathing again after years of suffocation. It was too late to save devastation as he had breathed his last so I rushed over to Zadyre that was still battered and bloody, his wounds had not healed at all and I could see the life slipping out of him gradually. His breathing was unsteady and shallow and his chest rose and fell but it was faint. “Zadyre!” I cried as I moved closer to him. I didn’t know where to touch him, I didn’t kno
Sebastian I could feel myself losing a lot of blood and my life slipping away, my body was aching a lot and even breathing was painful. Everything became blurry but I tried so hard to stay awake and alive, I had something to say to Zadyre and I wouldn’t die without telling him what I had in mind. I turned my head to the direction where Zadyre laid motionless with Brielle by his side. His body was battered and covered in blood and regret washed over me. I had done this, how had we gotten here?I let out a shaky breathe as different mentors from the past came flooding into my mind- memories of my anger, my acting out and of me being wicked. I had hated Zadyre and did a lot of bad things to him because I had thought he was the reason we were orphans but I was wrong and I knew the truth now. And as I slowly but surely lost my life, I needed to let him know and I couldn’t die without his forgiveness. Brielle was crying and I could she was torn between staying with Zadyre and coming to c
Brielle“Zadyre!” I called, and he glanced back at me just long enough to understand what I was about to do but Orlando must have noticed that we were silently communicating because when I moved closer to him, he turned his attention away from Zadyre and punched me. “Brielle!” Zadyre yelled but he couldn’t stop Orlando or get to me. The force from Orlando’s punch had me being flown across the room like a rag doll. My body hit the stone wall with a loud thud and I fell to the ground, the stone I had held and watched to use on Orlando had lodged itself against my chest and I had an open would. Every breathe I took felt like I was being stabbed in the lungs over and over again but I couldn’t be weak or just stay there, I had to do something to help Zadyre. My vision started becoming blurry and I tried to sit up but it was hard. I managed to get the stone out of my body and my eyes glanced to the side where Damon and Sebastian were engaged in a serious fight with Lydia. She was a storm