”Annabeth accepted him. They married each other, he took the throne next to hers and swore his allegiance to the pack. I knew the risks of stepping forth, of connecting with her again. Annabeth would scream out for me, the panic she experienced from not being able to shift or contact me still lives on in my heart. But I couldn't have our bond ruining the pack or the throne. So I stayed away.” Alana looked down at the floor. Her heart clenched harder in her chest and I felt the urge to cry as her emotions entwined with my own. ”Eventually, the queen became pregnant. She had two children, a boy, and a girl. The throne had an heir. The queen realized by now that she and I wouldn't meet again. The choice did not lay in her hands, she was dealt a faith she had to live with. I had retreated so far that I couldn't come back even when I wanted to, the queen no longer had her wolf. But I could never in a million years presume she would do what she did next. As soon as her children were born a
I Walked back up and got to the kitchen. So far so good. I was careful so that none of Damien's people would see me. I stopped and hid where I had to but they weren't that many in the estate right now. The kitchen was almost empty. The only ones in there were two chefs whom I knew worked for the Royals. They turned their backs toward me as I came in and I started rummaging the fridge. There were lots of fresh meats in there and some bags of jerky in the pantry. I grabbed anything with protein and some bread as well. I grabbed as much as I could carry but one of the chefs came up and patted my shoulder. She held out a big plastic bag and I stuffed all the meats inside of it. I thanked the chef who seemed relieved at what was happening. Everyone here wanted things to go back to the way they were. They didn't want Damien and his people here but if they tried doing something themselves, they’d get slaughtered. The hallways were empty so I went behind the stairs and to the back room, cu
My mouth was agape and I was staring blankly at Stepahines red face. ”Uhm,” I couldn't find the words. Were there any words? ’They’re mates’ No shit ’Don’t be rude’ This is messed up. He attacked her, kept her in his room like a prisoner, and starved her ’And now they’re in love, people can change’ Please go sleep I ran a hand through my hair and looked up at the ceiling. Words, Selene, find any words and speak them. ”So,” good start. ”Why?” I asked. Well, those are words. ”We’re mates,” She said and bit down on her lip as she side-glanced at him. I snapped my fingers in front of her face and got her attention back on me. ”What do you mean you’re mates? When did this happen? Before or after I stole you some food because he was starving you?” I was pissed and everything was about to unravel. ”Selene-” ”No!” I pointed my finger at Sam to make sure he stayed quiet. ”We’ve been fighting, sneaking around our own home, searching for information, risking our lives to save
~Percy~ The taste of blood swirled on my tongue, I could taste it and smell it but I couldn't react. Whatever happened these last few days was enough for Egon to become dormant. Neither of us had any strength left but I knew it was time. I needed to eat, to heal, and then get Selene and get the fuck out of here. Slowly my mobility returned. My jaw moved, my teeth sunk into the fresh meat and the bloody juices ran down my throat. After a few more pieces were fed to me, I could open my eyes. I saw everyone standing around, the one who looked worse for wear was Mikayla. She wasn't healing as she should. ”It will take some time for her injuries to heal completely,” The queen said and placed a hand on Mikayla's shoulder. I nodded my head, it was all I could do. ”Here you go,” Emma handed me a bottle of water. I wanted to gulp it all down but the slightest drop felt like nails against my throat. I turned my head an inch and looked into Emmas' eyes, behind her stood Dave, the guy that
Egon stepped forth and I growled as I slammed at Damien's shoulders with all my strength. It was enough to make him fall back. I jumped up and kicked him toward the window. Another kick and the impact broke the glass and he fell down. It was pretty much all the strength I had left and I felt the sharp pain in my side return three folded. ”I told you to take the others and go! If you had done what I told you to I could've taken care of Damien.” Selene scolded. I turned slowly and faced her. ”And his people? Let’s say you killed Damien, then what? What about the hundreds of warriors he had with him, you think they’ll put down the hatchet and walk away? No, they will fight til death to avenge their Alpha.” ”I would’ve dealt with it,” ”Wake up! You can't do this on your own, I don't know why you’re suddenly acting all pissed of but lock it down and let’s get this over with.” ”You don't why I'm pissed?” She asked calmly and stepped toward me. I heard a rummage going on outside but
~Selene~ I was fighting in my human form and continously looking over at Damien. I wanted to kill him, I needed too see him die with my own eyes and preferably by my hands. My father, the king, was fighting him of with ease but he wouldn't be able to kill him alone. Howls were heard from far away. Everyone stopped for a few seconds and looked toward were the sound was coming from. Several wolves came running up, faster than I had ever seen, behind them were warriors in their human form. I reckognized the wolf in the front. ’Percy, is that Patrick?’ His eyes were viocsuly scanning the surroundings, salvia hung from the side of his mouth and you could tell they were here for the kill. ’Yes it is’ He said I scoffed and nodded my head. The Lycan Pack was here. They jumped in and the slaughter doubled. Had this been any other pack, they would've been outnumbered, but in this case, the playing field just evened out as the Lycan Pack joined. They slashed, clawd, bit and tugged. Bo
Nobody else moved in for which I was glad. This was between me and him, everyone else would stay out of it. I hoped. Damien walked toward me with heavy steps and I desperately wanted to shift. ’Let’s do it’ There’s not enough space, someone will get hurt He threw a punch and I dodged it. I saw some movement coming from the podium, Sam was squirming on the floor and his eyes were slowly fluttering open. My concentration was cut for half a second but that was enough. Damien had his hand around my throat and squeeased as he lifted me from the floor and tossed me into the wall. My head started spinning but Damien wasn't about to give a me chance to get back up. I tried to stand but my balance wasn't there and a punch to the face on top of that tossed me back down. I groaned and spat out blood. Everyone around us were getting impatient. Those of the Lycan Pack and my pack wanted to step in and fight Damien. Those with Damien wanted me dead already and I could tell they would glad
The injured were being cared for, the bodies were being disposed of and those that belonged to us were being buried with their families and close ones attending. So many deaths in just a few hours, it made me sick. ’It’s war’ It's stupid ’But necessary’ How can you say that? ’It’s the natural order of things. The strong survive. Had it not been for wars, the werewolf species would've over populated long ago and that would mean the end for the human race’ Oh That made sense but it still made me sick. Emma was sitting on a bench looking out over the estate grounds. I knew I had to talk to her, and there was a lot I want
We were in the doctor's office and Selene was dangling her feet from the bed. The doctor had done some tests and then gone of, he’d be back with the results soon but I had a feeling I knew what the test results would show. The door opened and he stepped inside with a bright smile on his face. ”Congratulations, princess, you’re pregnant,” ”Huh?” I turned around and looked at Selene's pale face. All the color had drained from it and she looked like she was about to pass out. She pointed to the corner where a trash can was standing. ”Bucket!” I took a puke bag from the stands and handed it to her. ”I would like you too come back in two weeks for an ultrasound to make sure that everything is as it should be,” The doctor said. ”Sure,” Selene nodded her head and wiped her mouth clean. For werewolves, the process of childbirth was different than for humans. Instead of nine months, we have around three, so the pregnancy is fast but rarely painless. ”We should get you something
The sun had set and the moonlight seeped in through the window giving us the slightest bit of light. Selene was laying on the bed, her legs were spread apart and she was waiting for me. I took slow steps, enjoying how impatient she was getting. Selene groaned and got on her knees. I stood next to the bed and gazed down as she started unbuckling the belt and undoing my pants. She sucked in her bottom lip and and her hands were working fast as pulled my jeans down and they landed at my ankles along with my underwear. Selene licked her lips as my erection sprung free. I’d been hard for almost an hour and seeing Selenes lustfilled eyes and her impatient ways was causing the throbbing to become painful. She raised her hand and was about to wrap her fingers around my dick but I had other plans for her. I dragged my thumb over her lips and then pushed at her shoulders so she flew back. She laid s
The injured were being cared for, the bodies were being disposed of and those that belonged to us were being buried with their families and close ones attending. So many deaths in just a few hours, it made me sick. ’It’s war’ It's stupid ’But necessary’ How can you say that? ’It’s the natural order of things. The strong survive. Had it not been for wars, the werewolf species would've over populated long ago and that would mean the end for the human race’ Oh That made sense but it still made me sick. Emma was sitting on a bench looking out over the estate grounds. I knew I had to talk to her, and there was a lot I want
Nobody else moved in for which I was glad. This was between me and him, everyone else would stay out of it. I hoped. Damien walked toward me with heavy steps and I desperately wanted to shift. ’Let’s do it’ There’s not enough space, someone will get hurt He threw a punch and I dodged it. I saw some movement coming from the podium, Sam was squirming on the floor and his eyes were slowly fluttering open. My concentration was cut for half a second but that was enough. Damien had his hand around my throat and squeeased as he lifted me from the floor and tossed me into the wall. My head started spinning but Damien wasn't about to give a me chance to get back up. I tried to stand but my balance wasn't there and a punch to the face on top of that tossed me back down. I groaned and spat out blood. Everyone around us were getting impatient. Those of the Lycan Pack and my pack wanted to step in and fight Damien. Those with Damien wanted me dead already and I could tell they would glad
~Selene~ I was fighting in my human form and continously looking over at Damien. I wanted to kill him, I needed too see him die with my own eyes and preferably by my hands. My father, the king, was fighting him of with ease but he wouldn't be able to kill him alone. Howls were heard from far away. Everyone stopped for a few seconds and looked toward were the sound was coming from. Several wolves came running up, faster than I had ever seen, behind them were warriors in their human form. I reckognized the wolf in the front. ’Percy, is that Patrick?’ His eyes were viocsuly scanning the surroundings, salvia hung from the side of his mouth and you could tell they were here for the kill. ’Yes it is’ He said I scoffed and nodded my head. The Lycan Pack was here. They jumped in and the slaughter doubled. Had this been any other pack, they would've been outnumbered, but in this case, the playing field just evened out as the Lycan Pack joined. They slashed, clawd, bit and tugged. Bo
Egon stepped forth and I growled as I slammed at Damien's shoulders with all my strength. It was enough to make him fall back. I jumped up and kicked him toward the window. Another kick and the impact broke the glass and he fell down. It was pretty much all the strength I had left and I felt the sharp pain in my side return three folded. ”I told you to take the others and go! If you had done what I told you to I could've taken care of Damien.” Selene scolded. I turned slowly and faced her. ”And his people? Let’s say you killed Damien, then what? What about the hundreds of warriors he had with him, you think they’ll put down the hatchet and walk away? No, they will fight til death to avenge their Alpha.” ”I would’ve dealt with it,” ”Wake up! You can't do this on your own, I don't know why you’re suddenly acting all pissed of but lock it down and let’s get this over with.” ”You don't why I'm pissed?” She asked calmly and stepped toward me. I heard a rummage going on outside but
~Percy~ The taste of blood swirled on my tongue, I could taste it and smell it but I couldn't react. Whatever happened these last few days was enough for Egon to become dormant. Neither of us had any strength left but I knew it was time. I needed to eat, to heal, and then get Selene and get the fuck out of here. Slowly my mobility returned. My jaw moved, my teeth sunk into the fresh meat and the bloody juices ran down my throat. After a few more pieces were fed to me, I could open my eyes. I saw everyone standing around, the one who looked worse for wear was Mikayla. She wasn't healing as she should. ”It will take some time for her injuries to heal completely,” The queen said and placed a hand on Mikayla's shoulder. I nodded my head, it was all I could do. ”Here you go,” Emma handed me a bottle of water. I wanted to gulp it all down but the slightest drop felt like nails against my throat. I turned my head an inch and looked into Emmas' eyes, behind her stood Dave, the guy that
My mouth was agape and I was staring blankly at Stepahines red face. ”Uhm,” I couldn't find the words. Were there any words? ’They’re mates’ No shit ’Don’t be rude’ This is messed up. He attacked her, kept her in his room like a prisoner, and starved her ’And now they’re in love, people can change’ Please go sleep I ran a hand through my hair and looked up at the ceiling. Words, Selene, find any words and speak them. ”So,” good start. ”Why?” I asked. Well, those are words. ”We’re mates,” She said and bit down on her lip as she side-glanced at him. I snapped my fingers in front of her face and got her attention back on me. ”What do you mean you’re mates? When did this happen? Before or after I stole you some food because he was starving you?” I was pissed and everything was about to unravel. ”Selene-” ”No!” I pointed my finger at Sam to make sure he stayed quiet. ”We’ve been fighting, sneaking around our own home, searching for information, risking our lives to save
I Walked back up and got to the kitchen. So far so good. I was careful so that none of Damien's people would see me. I stopped and hid where I had to but they weren't that many in the estate right now. The kitchen was almost empty. The only ones in there were two chefs whom I knew worked for the Royals. They turned their backs toward me as I came in and I started rummaging the fridge. There were lots of fresh meats in there and some bags of jerky in the pantry. I grabbed anything with protein and some bread as well. I grabbed as much as I could carry but one of the chefs came up and patted my shoulder. She held out a big plastic bag and I stuffed all the meats inside of it. I thanked the chef who seemed relieved at what was happening. Everyone here wanted things to go back to the way they were. They didn't want Damien and his people here but if they tried doing something themselves, they’d get slaughtered. The hallways were empty so I went behind the stairs and to the back room, cu