BrielleThe forest was more quiet than usual as I made my way to where I and my aunt, Selene always met. The woods were peaceful like it always was whenever I was around her, her presence was just calming.Everything around me seemed to fade into the background, like this part of the world was just ours. My aunt had a way of making the chaos in my mind go still, offering answers when I felt overwhelmed by the changes happening inside me.Beside Selene, was a young adult who my aunt introduced as my cousin and her name was Evanna, she stood with a grace that almost mirrored her mother’s. She was tall, with dark hair like mine, though hers was tied back in a sleek braid. She was about my age, maybe a little younger, and had already embraced the power in her blood long before I even knew of it according to what my aunt had said. There was something fierce about her, a quiet confidence I both admired and envied.I stood at the clearing where my cousin and aunt stood. Selene was wearing a
Brielle Tonight was the night. The night I was finally going to unlock the powers that had been inside me- waiting for me to discover them. Selene had prepared me for this- trained me and pushed me to unlock my potentials. She had said I was destined for greatness and that I would be the one rise and protect the people I loved. I finally got to where we always met- where the ceremony was going to take place. My breath caught in my throat as I saw the gathering. Selene was standing at the center, her long cloak was being blown around by the wind, her face was looking as powerful and calm as ever. Evanna was standing beside her and around them were the other cult members, they were hooded figures and all of them were waiting and watching. The air was thick with energy and it was suffocating and I could not help but feel the pull of it all, dragging me closer to my fate. The fate that awaited me. “Brielle, are you ready?” Selene asked, her voice smooth as silk, yet carrying an undert
Brielle“Before you finally get over with them, first you must kill Micah,” Selene said as I finally entered her trance and all I could hear were her words. The knife glinted in my hand as I held it tighter and walked towards where Micah was. As I got closer to him, I could see how he was soundly asleep, unaware of what was coming for him. I tried to think but I could still fell the pressure in my head and Selene’s commanding voice. “Brielle, do it,” she whispered in my head. “This is the only way to become your true self, to become what you were destined to be. Let go of your weakness.”Zadyre’s voice reached me from behind, breaking through the haze for only a moment. “Brielle, stop! Please, don’t do this. This isn’t you. You know this isn’t you!”I could hear him talking but it felt so far away, it sounded like a mere whisper. I looked down at the knife in my hands and my vision started blurring. I could feel Selene’s grip on my mind getting tighter in my head as she dragged me d
BrielleI was in absolute silence- thick, suffocating, the kind of quiet that makes your skin crawl. And then the blood came. It was all over my hands, warm and dripping down my hands forming a pool around me. I was stood in the middle of it all and I was surrounded by dead bodies- there were too many bodies to be able to count.At first, I could not recognize the bodies, their faces were twisted in pain and their lifeless bodies lay on the floor. But thenI saw Micah. He was in my hands and his body was unmoving as he stared up at me with empty eyes.“No,” I let out, my voice cracking and barely above a whisper as I fell to my knees, holding him tight against me. “No. This cannot be real.”But it was real. I could feel his cold skin against mine, death was smelling in the air she it was all so horrifying and real. I wanted to shout at the top of my voice but no sound came out as I opened my mouth.And then, I saw the others. Zadyre’s lifeless body was close to me, his eyes empty she b
Brielle After we pulled away from the hug, Zadyre led me to the room but I was still feeling anxious. When we got to the room and he closed the door behind us, he closed the distance between us once again and hugged me tightly as he tried to calm me down. “It’s okay, Brielle,” he whispered in a low, gruff voice. “I’m here and everything is fine. So, please calm down.”I nodded my head as I hugged him tighter and buried my face into his chest. I let my guard down and felt every emotion I was so afraid to feel. All of it. And Zadyre held me through it, steady and unyielding.“I thought I lost you,” I admitted in a broken whisper. “I was so close to-“ My voice caught, the memory of nearly killing Micah still too fresh, too raw.“You didn’t,” Zadyre said softly, brushing his fingers through my hair. “You’re still here. With me.”His words gave me hope and pulled me out of my dark thoughts. I pulled away and looked up into his eyes that were staring down at me. His eyes were filled with
Brielle Many nights adter everything that had happened, I was still having nightmares about the same thing but in different ways. I was getting tired of sleeping and being met with a gruesome image but I didn’t know what do. I woke up with my heart beating widely and my breathing uneven. I thought I had another nightmare, but things felt different. I looked around and realized I was in the middle of the woods. The smell hit me first- metallic and suffocating. Then I felt it- a sticky wetness on my hands and body. I looked at my body slowly at the sight made my stomach churn. I was covered in blood. I let out a gasp as my chest tightened. My hands were trembling as I tried my best to wipe the blood away in a hurry, but it was too much. It was everywhere. When I looked around the woods, my heart fell into my stomach. The bodies of different animals surrounded me, their body was lifeless and twisted in inhumane ways. Blood was gushing out of them and it pooled together, shining unde
Zadyre I was walking around the room, my head swirling with different thoughts. Brielle had come into the house a little past midnight with bloodied hands and body. “Brielle… what happened? Where are you coming from?” I had asked her but she didn’t say anything, all she did was cry. I had walked towards her and pulled her into a hug, I did not care that my body was going to be stained with the blood that was on her. After I pulled away from her, I had carried her up to our room and helped wash off the blood and dirt on her body and wore comfortable clothes for her. She was now sitting at the edge of the bed with her head in her hands. She looked so exhausted. I did not like seeing her the way she was looking, she looked so lost and broken. She looked fragile took, like a glass that was about to break and I had no idea how to repair her. I stopped pacing and walked to the bed. When I got to her, I knelt in front of her and I rested my hands on her knees. “Baby,” I called out to her
Brielle I sat quietly on Damon’s bed until he and Zadyre returned back to the room from wherever they went. They were looking suspicious but I just pushed the thoughts away, if it mattered, Zadyre would tell me. “Let’s go baby so you can get some rest,” Zadyre said as he walked over to me she led me out of the room. He communicated with Damon silently and I didn’t bother to know what they were saying. We went back to the room and I tried all day to get some sleep but I just couldn’t. It had gotten dark and I knew I was either going to have a nightmare or sleep walk and do something dangerous. I didn’t want that to happen so I found a way to tie myself to the bed. The ropes were tight and uncomfortable against my skin but it was better than the fear of what I might do if I lost control. Damon had promised he was working on a solution, but until then, I needed to keep myself restrained. I couldn’t risk waking up to another horror. I tugged against the ropes, testing the knots. The
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