In the inky darkness, a woman sat, with cascading fiery red hair that emulated a sea of flames and amber eyes that gleamed like the sun. In the darkness, her body was the only source of light as she shimmered, a white aura surrounding her.
Her gaze met mine, a tender smile gracing her beautiful features.Something in me told me I knew this woman and was deeply connected to her.I looked down at her hands which clutched her swollen belly, proof that she was pregnant.“Feel her,” she whispered to me, her voice a gentle caress. Driven by an irresistible impulse, I extended my hand toward her belly. As my palm made contact with her, a surge of energy coursed through me, flowing till it finally settled in my heart.Realization dawned on me. This was my mother and the baby in her womb was me.“She will be strong, just like you are” Her voice carried a sad undertone, “But I’m sorry I won't be there to watch you grow.”“Why?” I found myself asking, an overwhelming wave of grief and sorrow engulfing me.“It is a sacrifice I must make.”Terror gripped me, “No! Come with me.” I reached out to her but I couldn't seem to reach. She shook her head, her beautiful face stained with tears.“I’m sorry. You have to go through this path without me.”Tears flowed freely from my eyes. I didn't want her to go. The more I reached out to her, the farther she retreated into the absorbing darkness until she was entirely enveloped in it.I woke up abruptly, drenched in perspiration. I was in my room, the one I hadn't quite gotten familiar with. My hands moved to my face, touching the wet streaks of tears on my face.I had been crying.The night sky was visible from the window.I never got the chance to meet my mother but when I saw her in the dream knew it was her. The dream felt unnervingly real as if she had really been there. My hands moved to my chest where my heart ached painfully from the raw emotions I had and was feeling.I needed her.She was the only one who could explain what was going on with me. It felt like she wanted to tell me something, she wanted me to understand something. I remembered she mentioned something about a sacrifice and It made me wonder.What did she mean?I heaved a sigh. Things just kept getting more complicated.Feeling the sudden urge to drink, I left my room and ventured into the house. It was quiet, too quiet, and I felt like I was the only person present. I was hesitant about the whole thing because I wasn't comfortable and didn't know my way around the house, but I was too thirsty not to do anything about it.In the kitchen, there was no one there, not even the cook. I took out a glass and filled it with water from the tap sink, then drank it down in a desperate gulp. As I left the kitchen and headed to my room, an irresistible force tugged me outside.Gulping it down, I left the kitchen and instead of wandering back to my room like I should, a force pulled me outside.A chill wind embraced me, and I turned toward its source, only to discover the entrance door wide open.A sudden fear gripped me.Why was the door wide open by this time? Had someone gotten in?Every instinct screamed for me to rush back to my room and lock myself in until morning. But for an unexplainable reason, I reached for the door. I moved to shut it, and lock it but my thoughts drifted to Devyn.What if I was locking him out?I'm pretty sure a locked door wouldn't stop him.When I finally reached the door, my hand on the knob as I prepared to shut it, the translucent view of the moon in the night sky suddenly caught my attention. I was instantly drawn to it, like a moth drawn to a lamplight. My gaze remained fixated on it as if I was bewitched by it.My subconscious mind was screaming at me to turn back and get the hell back in, but a part of me fought against it, its resolve stronger and unwavering.Before I knew it, I emerged from the house fully, not even bothering to shut the door on my way out.And then I began to walk.The moon’s pull was irresistible like the energy radiating from it had taken control of my entire body. I let its beauty and power draw me in as I followed it, walking along the dimly lit streets, my gaze never leaving its luminous orb.When I realized my steps led me to the woods, I felt instant apprehension wash over me. My mind fought hard as it tried to gain control of my body, but I was too powerless to win. I continued to walk, oblivious to how much time passed. I was moving past the looming trees and overgrown underbrush, all the while my gaze was still on the moon. I became lost in the eerie darkness of the woods and a sense of impending doom began closing in.The desire to scream welled up within me.“Help.” I intended to shout but it came out as a mere whisper. I tried again, this time louder.“Help! Anyone.” my voice echoing in the forest sent chills down my spine, making the hair at the back of my neck stand.Relentlessly, I was guided until I found myself teetering at the edge of what looked like a cliff. My body wasn't stopping and the realization that I was going to be thrown off the cliff made every blood in my body freeze.“Help!” Tears burned at my eyes, as the moon watched me.“Fuck you,” I seethed at it, not sure why I was talking to the moon, but something told me it could hear me, listening and watching as it led me to my death.‘You are strong, Gina. So much stronger than you thinkIt was my mom’s voice and I felt my heart swell with a warm emotion.A surge of determination suddenly engulfed me. It coursed through my veins, propelling me with a relentless resolve.I’m not going to die here.I fought hard, struggling to take control of my body. My skin burned with an overwhelming surge of energy as if something beneath it yearned to break free. Excruciating pain engulfed me, and when I attempted to scream, my voice was trapped. Something wanted to tear at my skin, wanted to rip me into pieces just to get out. I bit my lip, drawing blood as I tried to bear the pain.I'm not going to die here.Suddenly, something grabbed my arm and yanked me back with so much force that I was basically thrown to the other side. I landed on the ground with a painful thud, and suddenly I had control over my body as if the hit on the ground had been a reset button.My gaze met a familiar pair of blue eyes, but they burned with anger.I never thought I would be happy to see him.“What the fuck, Gina!” He barked at me, as he pulled me off the ground in a swift motion.“Devyn,” I basically breathed out his name, my heart leaping in my chest.He saved me.“How did you get out of the house?” he was breathing heavily like he had been running.“The door was open. I wanted to shut it but I the moon,” I explained, shuddering as I remembered the feeling of not being able to have control over my body, “I couldn’t control my body.”“Are you out of your damn mind?” He growled, his glare burning into mine, “You never leave the house. You do and you die.”“I’m fine now,” I said, avoiding his gaze.I wanted to free myself from his grasp but his grip tightened and I felt pain radiate through me.“You’re hurting me,” I bit out but he wasn't having any of it. He pulled me roughly as he walked through the woods as I struggled.“Can you let go? I'm fine now.”“Shut up.” I was shocked at his harsh tone.Something in me told me to shut up. When we arrived at the house, he marched up the stairs and then to my room. He flung me on the bed with so much force that I yelped. When I steadied myself, I sat upright and looked at his face as he towered above me.“I know I’m at fault here, and I shouldn't have left the house, but that doesn’t mean you should push me around like a fucking rag doll,” I bit out, glaring back at him.“You don’t ever learn, do you?” His voice was gruff and his expression hard. “Maybe I should lock you in your room. That way you won’t go running off like an idiot.”The thought of me locked alone in my room like a prisoner made me boil with anger and frustration.“Don’t do it.”He didn’t respond.When he tried to retreat to the door, Impulsively, I got up from my bed, reached out, and held his arm tight.“Don’t lock me in. I'm not some prisoner.”I gritted my teeth at him.His eyes widened a bit, the only expression I had seen on his face besides anger. I heard an animalistic growl erupt from his chest, “Get your hands off.”It was a warning, but I didn't budge. His large frame and his prowess were intimidating but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. Instead, I lifted my head high and stared at him defiantly. “I won't let you go till you decide not to lock me in.”I don't know why I acted the way I did that night, or where the sudden confidence came from. but when he clasped his strong hand around my neck, and my eyes met his bloodshot eyes, I knew I'd made a mistake.His powerful hands closed around my throat, squeezing me with immense strength. I struggled to breathe against his unyielding grip, gulping for air as I tried to free myself but he was too strong. He lifted me from the ground by my neck, like I weighed nothing, dangling as he held me in place.“S-stop. P-please,” I managed to choke out. my eyes felt like they were going to pop out from their sockets, and I could feel the blood draining from my head.Desperation clawed at me as I fought for my life, scratching at his arms and drawing blood in an attempt to break free from his deathly inhuman hold.When I looked at his face, He looked anything but human as his eyes glowed eerily, fangs bared in a menacing snarl. With the speed of lightning, he moved, tossing me on the bed with so much force that I almost made my neck bend at an awkward angle. I desperately gasped for air, catching my breath as I tried to regain composure , but before I could react, but he was on top of me in an instant.
DEVYN“I can’t believe you did that!”Wilona basically screamed at me, eyes widened in disbelief as she stood in front of me, darting her fingers in every direction. “It wasn't my fault,” I said curtly.She leaned back, folding her arms across her chest, “Then whose fault is it huh?”I felt anger brewing in me, as I tried my best not to completely lose my temper. I didn’t like being yelled at or talked to in that manner by anyone.“Her fault. She asked for it.”I recalled the sensation of her hand on my arm as her gaze locked onto mine, not a trace of fear in them. It had been ages since anyone dared to touch me like that and her touch had brought back buried memories. resurfacing those memories, made me lose control and I had to fight between my anger and my wolf's primal urges to mark his mate.“She didn't even know you guys were mates or had any idea what a mate bond is.”“Well, now she does.”She heaved a sigh as she rubbed her temples, “You’re unbelievable.”My Wolf suddenly roa
Liam and Wilona were by my side as we strode to the WitchWolf’s Apothecary. For some reason, I was afraid of what I would learn about my fate but determined at the same time. I needed answers to why an ordinary girl with no will to live suddenly gets tangled up in some fantasy bullshit that I cannot run away from—even though I so desperately wanted to.As Liam nudged the door open for us to walk into, my senses were immediately greeted by the sweet scent of the earthy aroma of the room. As I looked around, my gaze was immediately captivated by an array of plant vases, each a diverse species. They each hung on every corner of the wall.A towering bookshelf lined the walls, filled with ancient books, providing an air of wisdom to the room. The huge room was of maximalist interior and exuded a medieval charm. At the far end of the room, a counter stood with a woman sitting behind it.“I knew you'd come sooner,” she said, cracking a smile. As we approached the counter, my eyes widened in
The world around me began to spin and I suddenly felt unsteady. I wanted to throw up as my gut churned deep in my stomach. The realization that my mother had died because of me was too much to bear. All Because of some stupid werewolf destiny I never wished to be a part of. I lowered my head to the counter, my forehead grazing the cold surface as my body trembled in uncontrollable sobs. My sight blurred as tears streamed down my eyes and splattered on the ground underneath me.She had died because of me.“It’s not your fault,” Liam said, his tone trying to offer solace, as he rubbed on my shoulder. But he was wrong.All of this was all my fault.I raised my head and looked Diana in the eyes, “I didn’t ask for any of this. How much do I have to suffer?”Her eyes were tender as she spoke, “I know it hurts, but it’s fate. The moon god—“Bullshit,” I spat out through clenched teeth and I felt Wilona’s hand still on mine before she retreated. I was honestly tired of this moon goddess bull
I was running in the woods, my breath clamping in my throat as I ran, and my muscles burning up as I pushed through the thick bushes and dodged the eerie trees with branches that tried to reach out and grab onto me.The monster behind me was moving fast and trailing behind me. I was its prey and it was hunting me, till it would catch me and sink his fangs into my skin and shred me into pieces.I wasn't ready to die yet.I could feel it getting closer as its whiffs became louder and I could feel its hot breath against my neck. My foot caught with something and I tripped, losing my balance as I tumbled down what seemed to be a very steep slope. I slid down with so much momentum like I weighed nothing and gravity didn't exist in this place. My body collided with the jagged ground and I could feel my skin peel off. I wanted to scream from my lungs but nothing came out.The sliding suddenly stopped when I fell into a deep pit and hit my head hard against something on landing. My vision bec
Liam was the one supervising my training today because Wilona had some business to attend to, and I was glad about it. Since he was a man, he was going to take things easy with me.I was wrong.I sent a kick to his face, and he blocked it with his arm, my leg coming in contact with his rock-hard body.“Ow,” I groaned as I rubbed on my leg, “What is your body made of? Titanium?”He let out a hearty laugh that made my insides flutter and probably every other girl in the room. He was a cool attractive guy but I was more on the dangerous bad boy side. Liam gave off the vibes of a golden retriever and that made him so much more adorable.Speaking of bad boys, my mind immediately ricocheted to Devyn and what happened between us the other night. After he had practically yelled in my head, I passed out and by the time I was awake, I was back in my room, on my bed. It made me wonder how I got there, probably by carrying me.Knowing how cruel Devyn was, he probably dragged me through the ground
A wave of undeniable fear gripped me as Devyn dragged me with so much that made me feel dizzy.I slapped Devyn.In front of everyone.He was always on his bad side, and I certainly knew the right buttons to push to keep him that way. I wasn't even sure if he had a good side. The slap, however, had put me straight on his worst side.I could tell from the rising heat emanating from his body as rage brewed within him, and from the painful vice grip on my arm as he dragged me along with him. Desperation drove me as I looked behind, hoping anyone would step up and come to my rescue. I wasn't surprised when no one stepped out. They treated this guy like he was God and feared him. My heart squeezed hard in my chest when my gaze fell on Liam. He had his head turned in the other direction like he was trying to avoid looking at us. I bit my lip hard, suppressing the urge to scream for him to help me.I had no clue where Devyn was taking me, or what he was going to do to me, and that made my cu
Devyn’s POVI could feel her perceptible misery from the room. Her emotions cast a heavy shadow, intertwining with my own emotions. It weighed on me, causing my wolf to whimper in response to his mate. Yet, I shut him out.I felt revolted that he was acting in such a way because of a woman.A difficult one at that. But that was the thing about the mate bond. No matter how shitty that person was, it would be hard to resist.I wasn’t going to let her out just yet.It was what she deserved. And perhaps after that, she would learn to control her sharp tongue and know not to disrespect me. Though I had so much in mind to teach her a lesson, I found myself restraining for some reason I did not understand.Being locked alone in the dark was something I had grown used to in my past, and I knew it was enough to make one lose their mind. The thought of it made a shiver run down my spine as a haunting memory tried to resurface but I quickly pushed it to the back of my mind. The day was already