Daphne’s Point of View
It did not take me long to finish getting ready after Caleb left. I took a few long breaths to calm my inflamed face before I left our room. Caleb has my heart pounding. As the Luna of my pack, and with us still entertaining guests then I cannot be waltzing around like a lovesick puppy, filled with lust. Once I felt the blood leave my face, and my pulse slow I knew it was time to leave the room. Surprisingly I felt rather hungry this morning but thinking about the activities of the previous night it should not have been a surprise that I have worked up an appetite.
With the ghost of last night replaying through my mind, and a huge smile on my face I happily left the bedroom and headed downstairs to have breakfast. I barely made it out of the room before my arm was grabbed and I was yanked into the study.
“What the hell Scarlett that hurt.” I whisper yell at my sister as she finally relents and releases my arm.
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Alma’s words had successfully shocked both Scarlett and I into silence for a long moment. Hawk was not just the Alpha’s son but was also the next in line to take over his pack.“How sure is he that this witch is his destined mate?” Scarlett finally gasped out, breaking the tense silence we had been locked in.“He is sure enough that he would lay his own life down for hers.” Alma practically whispers back. I can see that this is sitting heavy on her heart and mind.Seeing her obvious discomfort spurred me into action. “Well then I hope to be celebrating their mating ceremony soon. As I said before Luna Alma you will find that we have no issues with Viola, or your pack. I am actually hoping that this will help strengthen our bonds, and we would welcome her with open arms here.”A smile broke out upon Alma’s face at my words. “Luna Daphne you cannot possibly fathom how much I appreciate your kind wo
It was a full moon the night I was born. My mother Amanda was the Luna of the Silver Moon pack. She is a proud and beautiful warrior, a strong mate to my father the Alpha. My mother had already blessed him with a daughter 10 years prior to this birth, my sister Scarlett.Scarlett had the beauty that my mother possessed. Bright red hair, green eyes brighter than the most polished emerald. She was already tall for a ten year old, and showed a great intelligence in school, as well as on the training field. She was both beautiful and intelligent which are both traits revered in the werewolf community.Even though my father already had a star child he was excited for my mother to give birth again. This time she was pregnant with twins. Twins are a rarity in the werewolf world, simply because werewolves have larger babies. I have heard all the stories about how he fawned over my mother her entire pregnancy.
I woke up before the sun could even rise. Today was my eighteenth birthday. In a normal child’s life this would be a day that is celebrated; but, not for me. Today would be no different than yesterday or the day before.I rolled off the makeshift mattress I set up in my room and go wash my face in the sink. I catch a glimpse of my face in the mirror and I see that the bruises on my neck are fading. The cut on my head has already healed. For a moment I allow myself to have a small pity party. Although I do not believe that I am horrible looking, I am definitely not the beauty that my sister is known to be. I am not as tall as other girls my age and I although I am constantly called fat the truth is I am rather gaunt looking. I look at my mousey brown hair hating every strand of it. I look at my almond shaped hazel eyes and wish they were green like my sisters. After washing up I throw on a
My wolf was less joyed about the return trip home. She knew what was about to happen. She knew that we had to keep our head down and take the slaps and name calling. One more day to us. One more day wishing we were anywhere else but here. We both knew that today would be one of the worst days though. Today was a reminder to my entire pack, but especially to my parents, that I was alive and my brother was not. I entered the pack house through the back door, making sure that I made as little noise as possible. As long as the pack members were asleep, I was safe. I turned on the two big coffee makers we had in the kitchen and started to get out the skillets I would need to make up the pack breakfast.Most pack members have their own homes. The members that live here in the pack house are the Alpha, the Luna, the Beta and his mate, a few of our strongest warriors, and a few
I do not mind cleaning. Usually I can stay out of the way of pack members, and since I clean everyday there is not much that needs done. Our pack house has ten guest rooms that are currently empty. I start by opening all the windows to air out the unused rooms. I love breathing in the crisp mountain air that comes in. Changing out the linens is a quick process since every room has its own closet with fresh sheets in them. The Luna takes great pride in the fact that the pack house is color coordinated. Every room that houses pack members or guest is decorated in its own color scheme.My favorite room is to the south of the pack house. Its color scheme is a natural light green. I love being able to look out the windows and see the forest tops. Simply being in the room brings a peace to my soul. I take a little longer in that room, changing the linens, and putting fresh towels in the attached washroom. As I am finishing up, I can hear Melissa&
Caleb’s Point of ViewBeing an Alpha means that I must do things on occasion that I do not want to do, the Mabon Ball is one of those things. I hate being surrounded by people, all of them trying to kiss up to the Alpha. I have a strong dislike for fake people. I would much rather be running through the woods, patrolling my borders, or training with my warriors. Unfortunately, politics demand that I attend this function. I have been the Alpha of my pack since I was fourteen years old. My father and mother the previous Alpha and Luna were murdered by rogues. I was one of the youngest Alphas and because of that I pushed myself to be the best. I can say with pride that my pack is one of the largest packs in the north west. We are also one of the strongest packs. I train my warriors without
Caleb’s Point of ViewI hated waking up in a strange bed. I hated even more that my normal routine could not be kept. Par usual I wake up before almost everyone else. I quickly throw on some sweatpants, not even bothering with a shirt. These rare hours that I have to myself I use them to spoil myself. The rest of my days are filled with meetings, trainings, and other pack business. With the tension in my shoulders I know that I need to let my wolf out on a run so that I am calmer tonight for the festivities. I know that my pack is hoping that I find my mate tonight. Truth be told I am a little anxious to find her as well.I quickly make my way out of the pack house, and instantly my body starts to loosen up. I head to the south and find myself looking up at the window of the room I slept in last night. The Silver Moon pack has been very generous since we arrived, and I am thankful that Theo is great with polit
Daphne’s Point of ViewAfter the altercation with Heather I had cleaned up the dining room. I carefully avoided all contact with not only my pack, but the visiting pack members as well. As soon as I had the dining room cleaned up, I washed up the dishes and retreated to my room. Everyone else was busy worrying about the visiting pack. I just wanted to disappear.The next morning my throat was still sore and a little scratchy from where Heather had choked me. Checking the mirror, I can see that the bruises were already fading from sight. Since I love to shift every morning and go for a run my healing abilities are pretty good. Being a werewolf means that we heal relatively quickly, but if you do not regularly shift your healing abilities can be hindered.Heading out the back door I was extra careful to be quiet this morning. Since we are rarely visited by other packs I do not know if th
Alma’s words had successfully shocked both Scarlett and I into silence for a long moment. Hawk was not just the Alpha’s son but was also the next in line to take over his pack.“How sure is he that this witch is his destined mate?” Scarlett finally gasped out, breaking the tense silence we had been locked in.“He is sure enough that he would lay his own life down for hers.” Alma practically whispers back. I can see that this is sitting heavy on her heart and mind.Seeing her obvious discomfort spurred me into action. “Well then I hope to be celebrating their mating ceremony soon. As I said before Luna Alma you will find that we have no issues with Viola, or your pack. I am actually hoping that this will help strengthen our bonds, and we would welcome her with open arms here.”A smile broke out upon Alma’s face at my words. “Luna Daphne you cannot possibly fathom how much I appreciate your kind wo
Daphne’s Point of View It did not take me long to finish getting ready after Caleb left. I took a few long breaths to calm my inflamed face before I left our room. Caleb has my heart pounding. As the Luna of my pack, and with us still entertaining guests then I cannot be waltzing around like a lovesick puppy, filled with lust. Once I felt the blood leave my face, and my pulse slow I knew it was time to leave the room. Surprisingly I felt rather hungry this morning but thinking about the activities of the previous night it should not have been a surprise that I have worked up an appetite. With the ghost of last night replaying through my mind, and a huge smile on my face I happily left the bedroom and headed downstairs to have breakfast. I barely made it out of the room before my arm was grabbed and I was yanked into the study. “What the hell Scarlett that hurt.” I whisper yell at my sister as she finally relents and releases my arm. “
Caleb’s Point of ViewI know that I must get up from the bed but laying here with Daphne sleeping soundly splayed across my chest I do not want to move. Last night was amazing. I did not expect Daphne to be ready for intimacy on that level yet, but when she bucked her hips up, I was lost in the void of lust. I had missed my mate severely, so it was a huge relief to both myself and my wolf spirit. I felt like our bond was stronger than it was yesterday. I bent my head and softly kissed the top of hers, sending up another thank you to the Moon Goddess for blessing me with her.“Mmmm I do not want to get up yet.” Daphne’s sleepy voice called out.“I know my love, but there is a lot to get done today. On the bright side almost, everyone will be leaving after today so that we can start to untangle some of the mysteries we have around here.” I am not sure if I said this more to reassure her, or if I was trying in va
Caleb’s Point of ViewI lay awake for hours, praying that sleep will eventually come. Daphne is splayed across my chest with her head nestled into my shoulder. I love holding her like this, and normally I would be out like a light. This is the exact kind of contact that I was craving while she mourned the loss of our child. Tonight, though I am racked with worry, and fear.What if Daphne is right? What if somewhere along the lines in our pack, our wolves mated with witches or witch hybrids? What if a witch cursed our pack? I hate not knowing exactly what is going on. Usually in situations where I do not have the facts, I can turn to Theo, and he can discover what exactly is going on. It seems as if Theo is as stumped as the rest of us, and that alone is making everything uneasy for me.Scarlett’s admission is also troubling me. If Alma was able to find a witch does that mean that they are more common than I previously thought? I pers
Daphne’s Point of ViewCaleb got Clint settled into what was supposed to be our nursery. Luckily, there was an attached bathroom as well, so Clint would have total privacy. I was still flabbergasted by everything that was currently transpiring. This week seems to be tossing us mystery after mystery. My brain could not stop trying to fit all the pieces together. Somehow, I had a feeling that a few things were connected. “I feel like I can see the gears turning in your brain already.” Caleb’s voice startled me out of my thoughts. I turned to see that he had come back.“Did Clint need anything? I feel bad because I do not remember asking him if he had already eaten.” I tell him.“I ran down and grabbed him a few sandwiches, fresh fruit, and made sure he had plenty of water to drink as well. He will be fine. This whole story seems crazy.” Caleb pulls me gently into his chest.&ldqu
Caleb’s Point of ViewAlpha Clint’s words stunned me. How could Axle not be his son? The man was softly sobbing in my office chair with his head in his hands. Daphne I could see was shocked as well and still standing by the door. I swiftly went behind my desk and pulled out my Brandy and three tumblers, pouring us each a glass. I then grabbed the tissues and nudged Clint’s arm with them. He gladly accepted my offer and when he was done wiping his face, I handed him the glass of Brandy.“Now that you are a bit calmer Clint, I am going to need a deeper explanation. I have met Axle before, and the man that is here appears to be him.” In truth it had been a little while since I had seen Axle, but overall, his looks have not changed much since then.“I noticed the change shortly after Axle took the reigns as Alpha of our pack. At first, he was my son, dutiful in his leadership, proud of our pack and strong. Then he
Daphne’s Point of ViewWalking out into the back courtyard my breath was taken away. The decorations were amazing. There were five small tables set up with navy tablecloths, and simple mason jar candle lights in the middle surrounded by a small wreath of flowers. Fairy lights were draped elegantly over the pergola, and over a few of the rose bushes. The sound of a violin caught me off guard and I looked quickly towards the back of the garden path to find a few of our teenage wolves tuning orchestra instruments.“I asked Brandon to gather a few members of the orchestra from school to provide some light background music.” Caleb leans close to me and whispers in my ear.The courtyard looks like something out of a movie. I had always admired the beauty it held during the daylight, but tonight it was a shining star. “This looks better than anything I could have imagined.” I whisper still in awe. Caleb put his arm gently
Caleb’s Point of ViewI had hoped that Daphne and I could spend a few minuets alone, just holding each other, but as soon as I walked in the door, she said that she needed to talk. From the look of her furrowed brow, I could tell that she felt that it was important, but I still inwardly sigh because I was hoping after the meeting that I would get a small break. Unfortunately, it seems like I will have no such luck today. I do however pull her into my chest, I just need a moment of feeling her next to me even if the relief is temporary.“Alright my little one what is going on?” I finally ask her. She then proceeds to tell me about the visit that she had with Anita, and Carolyn and the cryptic message left by her nasty mother. “So, the only reason why she came was because Scarlett is supposedly in danger?” The message seems vague at best, and a quick analysis of the situation leads me to believe that it is baloney.&l
Daphne’s Point of ViewWith everything that has happened within the last year I feel like nothing should be able to surprise me anymore. Carolyn telling me that my mother sent a warning was a huge surprise though. I quickly tried to cover my shock because I did not want Carolyn to think that I was viewing her any differently. The young girl already admitted that she had issues with people questioning her gift. I have no doubt in my mind that Carolyn is speaking the truth. For one she never met my mother, and I highly doubt that she would know her name. The second reason is the last set of words my mother said to her about Scarlett being in danger. If I were the one in danger my mother never would have shown herself; however, Scarlett was the diamond in my mother’s eyes. There is nothing that my mother would not do to save her favorite child.“Thank you so much for delivering that message to me Carolyn. I want you to know that I think