Serena
Our wedding preparations happened in a rush, with only a few hours to pull everything together in a quiet forest clearing. Wildflowers, hastily gathered, lined a makeshift aisle leading to an altar crafted from woven branches adorned with whatever blooms we could find. The night rushed upon us, urging us to finish the preparations before darkness settled in.Roman and his group, wearing simple clothes, quickly helped. Damon, dressed up but showing signs of our lives as banished wolves, stood at the makeshift altar. I wore a dress with leaves and flowers, standing beside him under the stars.Roman, the venerable leader of the camp who took us, assumed the role of officiant. His eyes bore into ours with a mix of solemnity and warmth.As he started the ceremony, he raised his hand, capturing everyone's attention."Damon and Serena," Roman began, "today we stand beneath the open sky, surrounded by the very essence of nature, to witness the binding of yourSerenaThe next day dawned with a heaviness mirroring the weight in my heart. As I walked through our makeshift camp, I noticed Alexei sitting alone, his usual lively eyes dull and clouded with sadness. Guilt gnawed at me for the harsh words I had spoken to him the day before.Approaching him, I hesitated before sitting down beside him. "Alexei," I began, my voice softer than before, "I... I didn't mean to hurt you yesterday."He glanced at me, pain and understanding in his eyes. "It's alright, Serena. You had every right to be angry."But it wasn't all right, and I knew it. There was more to his sorrow than just my words. "No, it's not just that. I can see you're hurting, and I'm sorry for what Tori did to you."Alexei's gaze dropped, and he sighed. "I thought she was different, Serena. I trusted her above anything else. But she betrayed me too. She dumped me like a trash, as if I was nothing in her life."My heart sank for him. I could feel the weight
DamonThe morning sun painted the campsite in warm hues, casting a serene atmosphere over our makeshift breakfast table. Ashford and I huddled together, plates filled with campfire-cooked eggs and bacon. The enticing aroma blended with the earthy scent of the surrounding forest. Tents stood nearby, and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze created a peaceful backdrop.Absentmindedly, I stabbed at my eggs with a fork, my thoughts far from the cheerful banter that usually accompanied our morning meals. Sensing my somber mood, Ashford attempted to inject some humor into the atmosphere."You know, Damon, these eggs taste better when you're in a good mood," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.I mustered a half-hearted smile. "I'm just not in the mood today, Ash."Curiosity etched on his face, Ashford prodded further. "What's eating at you, dude? Tell me."I sighed, my gaze drifting across the camp where Serena and Alexei were engrossed in conve
Serena"I'm so freakin' bored," I complained silently, the echo of my frustration bouncing around the quiet corners of my mind. Remus, my spirit wolf, responded to my whine, surprising me because he rarely let me hear his thoughts."Why not take a walk through the camp, Serena? Sometimes, a change of scenery can lift the spirits," Remus suggested.I sighed, sensing his presence in my thoughts. "I guess you're right, Remus. Let's take a walk," I agreed. After informing Ryan of my plans, he directed me to the safer western part of the camp and let me be.My pregnancy had kept me from training, and others, maybe out of concern, were unwilling to let me help with the daily tasks within the camp. It left me feeling restless and useless, wanting to contribute somehow but unable to."I wish there was something more interesting to do," I shared with Remus.He responded with a soft growl, a sign of understanding. "Who knows, Serena? Maybe we could encounter some
ToriAlone in my room, a single lamp cast a soft glow. The air smelled faintly of vanilla, a scent that used to bring joy. Now, it only deepened the loneliness as I replayed the hurtful scene of pushing Alexei away. A tear slid down, heavy with regret.My room, with faded memories, felt like it had witnessed everything. The creaking floor echoed the weight in my heart as I grappled with guilt for hurting Alexei, Serena, and Damon. Shadows danced on the old carpet, reflecting the mix of feelings inside me.Outside, the night was quiet, interrupted only by leaves rustling and cars passing. The moon's gentle glow filtered through the curtains, casting light on my teary face. My room, once a safe place, now felt like a cage of mistakes, trapping me in the sadness of what I'd done.I kept asking myself, “What have I done?” and yet, I knew deep down that if given a choice, I would do what I had done with a heavy heart.Yes, as much as people would not
SerenaAlicia's hands moved gracefully over the well-used cards, each shuffle making my heart race. The afternoon sunlight touched her weathered features, giving her an otherworldly glow, almost ethereal. As the cards were laid out, their edges showed the marks of time. Alicia’s eyebrows creased as she continued to lay out the cards one by one."Be cautious, Serena," Alicia spoke softly. "If you choose the path your heart desires, a challenging journey awaits. Loss will linger in the corners of your life, sacrifice will be your guiding light, and death will follow your every step."The shabby hut seemed to absorb her words, and a chill settled within me. The air held a sacred silence, interrupted only by Alicia's deliberate words. "Yet, if you face the challenges bravely and move through the shadows with determination, a reward beyond mortal understanding awaits you. A love that goes beyond the limits of time and space, destined to echo through a million lifetim
DamonI stared into the crackling flames of the bonfire, my mind still clouded with frustration at myself for how I had acted earlier. I knew I shouldn't have lashed out like that, but the unwanted jealousy always seemed to rear its head whenever Serena was around another wolf, especially Alexei. It was a struggle I hadn't fully come to terms with yet. I always lose myself whenever I saw my wife talking to him.Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice my Dad approaching until he stood beside me."Mind if I join you?"His eyes reflected understanding and I scoohed sideways to make room for him. In his hands, he held a mug of beer, offering it to me in a silent gesture of companionship. I accepted the mug, taking a sip as the warmth of the beverage eased some of the tension within me.“You know, your mom and I had a rule when we argued. We vowed not to let our misunderstandings last. We figured out how to be humble and fix things, making sure we didn't let a
SerenaAs I opened my eyes, Damon sleeping peacefully beside me. The room was dimly lit, and I could feel the weight of worry hanging in the air. Alexei and Ashford were nearby, their expressions a mix of relief and concern as they smiled upon seeing me open my eyes. I tried to shake off the grogginess as a sharp pain throbbed in my temple, struggling to piece together the events of the previous night that led me to this room.Damon stirred from his sleep, and his eyes widened with relief as he noticed me awake. A broad smile spread across his face."Serena? Thank goodness you're awake!" he exclaimed, his happiness evident. He reached for my hands, holding them gently, and planted a gentle kiss on them, as if reassuring himself that I was truly okay. His touch felt nice and made me feel a bit better. His smile showed he was happy to see me, but there was also a hint of worry in his eyes.“W-What happened?” I whispered as I held my head in my hands. Fragments of memories flashed before
SerenaThe morning sunlight streamed through the forest, casting a subdued warmth over the breakfast table. The four of us—Ashford, Alexei, Damon, and I—sat in heavy silence, each lost in our own thoughts. The clinking of utensils against plates was the only sound, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere that seemed to stretch the limits of our hidden emotions.I glanced at Damon, his eyes distant as he mechanically moved food around his plate. A knot tightened in my stomach as I gathered the courage to break the hovering silence."Damon, can we go to see our baby's grave today? I... I want to see it," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Since the death of our baby, I hadn’t been able to see its grave. Admittedly, I lacked the necessary courage to do so, yet today, I mustered enough to ask my husband about it.Damon's gaze met mine, but there was a distance in his eyes. His detachment sent a shiver down my spine, a constant reminder of the growing rift between us. Since the attack,