These woods were not like the ones behind her home. The trees were thin with barely a leaf holding on. Even with it being late into the autumn season, the trees were barren. The young girl stood at the edges of the tree line on the outskirts of the community. The muffled sounds of the children playing behind her. Her brothers shifted and wrestling with one another. To meet with the Rogue pack should have left them reeling, but it didn't. Perhaps it differed from their perspectives. That maybe the Rogues didn't seem so different from themselves. She could get along with the other children perfectly fine. Joking and playing as if they were just cousins they haven't met because of their distance. Even though that was the case for her, she knew it wasn't so simple for her parents. Especially being the Werewolf King and Queen amidst a pack of Rogue Wolves."What are you looking at?" A small voice reached out to her. Myra looked over her shoulder to find a few children around her age had
Blood dripped from his hands. The deafening silence of the crowd that surrounded him was earsplitting. The mangled corpse of the man lay crumbled at his feet, a pool of dark red blood gathered beneath him. Astonished and fearful gazes peered into him, judging him. "You killed him..." A small child whispered. He peered over at the young girl dressed in dirty rags with her mother standing behind her. Freckles dotted the young girl's cheeks and nose, her dirty red hair a tangled mess, yet relief reflected in her eyes.---"How could you?!" A powerful voice thundered around him, forcing him to his knees. "You killed a mortal!" "I killed an abuser! A molester!" He argued in turn. "That is not your call to make." The voice countered back. He tried to peer up at the commanding presence, but was overwhelmed by the sheer force of it. "You are a Guardian. You are only meant to protect the innocent!" "I protected the child!" He retorted. "I did what I believed was right." "You're an Angel.
This was not what he had expected to happen. Zalakai stood on the other side of the man-made cell in the basement of their community center. Nol was awake, yet unmoving from his position against the wall. The Demon looked utterly miserable and defeated, yet there was a strange glimmer of relief in his eyes. Perhaps it was due to the mark missing from his chest that he felt that sense of relief. No longer bound by the Dark Witch, Karmina. "Oi." Her sweet voice drifted into his ears. "You better get up here." Rayleigh stated. "The King is about to go ape shit on your friend there if you don't intercede." "Should I let him?" He asked her as he walked away from the cell. "He did try to kill his offspring." "It's a good reason, but the Queen is finding the behavior offputting." Rayleigh mentioned as they went upstairs. "Nol had full intentions of killing Myra, yet managed to fight off Karmina's control instead." "I believe I have a half of an answer to that theory." He stroked his ch
"Dammit, Lily." Jayce stormed off after her as she chased after Myra. "What do you want me to say to her, Jayce?" She spun around to face him. "I am angry, but most of all I am relieved that our daughter is safe and mostly unharmed. You should be too." "I am relieved, but I am allowed to be furious." He towered over her, but Lily held his angry gaze. She was one of the rare few that would never back down from his dominating stance. King or otherwise. "She approached the monster. Hell, she even tried defending his actions." "She saw something that we didn't." She stated. "It might have been the same when I confronted Chelsea." Jayce shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair with his jaw clenched. "Don't start." He set his hands on his hips. "She can't be experiencing this Angel bullshit to. She just can't." "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but our daughter is a hybrid." Lily reminded him as she gestured between them. "That is something out of our control." "We had control
"Myra!" Lily called out as she walked down the community center halls. If not for her heightened sense of smell, finding Myra would have taken ages. But she knew her daughter's scent now and tracked her down to a small corner of an office room. Her daughter was curled up on a patched up sofa when she stepped into the room. Myra barely gave her a glance before she turned away from him. "Not everyone is the enemy." Myra sniffled as she wiped her nose with her shirt. "I know." Lily crouched down in front of her. "Your father and I were terrified for your safety, Myra." "I get that." Myra grumbled. "But dad goes into murder mode instantly when the slightest things happen." "A Demon nearly killing you is not something slight, Myra." Lily countered. "You know what I meant." Myra sniffled again. Lily frowned. She understood what Myra meant. She moved to sit beside her on the sofa. "Your father has always been like that, even when we first met." "Really?" Myra asked as she glanced up
He held up the small, smooth and circular object up to the dim lamplight that hung over his workstation. The light brass shine shimmered from the polish it received just seconds ago. Aiden rested it on the small table before him, turning it over once. Twice. Three times. Every knick smoothed out. Every stain cleared away and polished over. It wasn't something most may not go for, but he hoped it would satisfy her until he could get her something better. "Aiden?" Her sweet voice caught his ears before she showed herself at the garage door entrance. "There you are." She sighed. "Did you talk to Jayce yet?" "Not exactly." He said as he picked up the object and held it in his hand. "I don't think I'm the best person for that kind of talk, to be honest." Her scent drifted around him like a swept up wind gust as she approached him. "We can't have them fighting right now, either. Hm?" He caught sight of her white hair swaying as she inclined her head. "What's that?" "Just somethin
Myra, breathe."I can't, Kaia." Myra sniffled as she leaned against the wall. Even after her mother did her best to calm her the other day, her emotions were still at an all-time high. She remembered this feeling. Back when she returned to school. The boy that teased her and talked badly about her own mother, his Luna of all people. Even as she thought back on that, the bones in her body ached. I know you're scared, child, but bear with it just a little longer. We'll get through this together. "Does this always happen?" Myra asked as she lowered herself down to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. I... I'm not sure. The only one who would truly know is the King.Myra hadn't spoken to her father since saving her. Or at least, since he wanted to kill the Demon that attempted to kill her. Jayce had been keeping his distance, not just from her, but from Lily as well. She heard through the grapevine that they had a pretty intense argument that left them at odds. Which was st
The memory of her was ages ago and yet it felt like only yesterday that he last saw her face. Still vivid and engraved in his mind. Small girl, perhaps younger than the child before him now. Short brown hair that was knotted with each of his visits. Dirt caked on her frail fingers and pale cheeks. Her dress never changing. The poverty and filth she lived in. It saddened and angered him each day that passed. What truly angered him the most was that devil of a father of hers. A drunkard, violent of a man. Each coin made was spent on his ale, which only grew the violent tendencies. If he got bored with laying hands on her mother, he dealt with her. Hells, he enjoyed tormenting her, and yet when Nol would visit her, she would smile through the tears and the pain as if it was completely ordinary. Nothing about her situation was ordinary in his eyes. "Will I find happiness someday?" She once asked him one night. It was a painful question to answer for her. He couldn't predict the future,
When was it that he last touched me like this?Jayce's lips glided along the arc of her throat. His tongue flickered out to feel her pulse that raced beneath her skin. His hand roamed over the curve of her hip, his fingers hooking on the leggings she wore and tugged them down earnestly. Lily felt his Mark ignite, throbbing with an ache that had been deprived for months. Her nails dug into his back, raising a soft growl from his throat. The sound raised goosebumps along her exposed legs and a shiver to run down her spine. He sat up. His fingers shifted into claws and tore her shirt open. Ten years ago, this would have surprised her, even made her call out in shock, but her fingers caressed his cheeks and brought him back down in a welcoming kiss. She felt him sigh against her lips as he melted against her. His claws woven into her hair as he wedged himself between her thighs. "Lily..." His voice a deep rumble in his chest. "I have a darkness within me." He murmured against her lips.
His head ached when he stirred. There was a slight weight on his chest when his eyes fluttered open. As his blurred vision began to clear, he recognized the room he and Lily were guests in at Aiden's home. The warm glow of the setting sun spread across the ceiling through the blinds. He inhaled deeply. The sweet scent of Lilies filled his senses and his eyes dropped to his Mate and her head that rested on his chest. Lily... The flash of memory from his Wolf nearly taking her life flooded his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut, his hand clamped over his face when he felt her shift and sit up. Her sleepy gaze swept over him before they brightened with alertness. "Jayce!" She smiled with relief. "You scared me. You've been out for a couple of days." She informed him as she brushed his hair from his face. "Lily..." He grumbled weakly. "The kids will be so relieved." She went on. "Myra has been worried sick, and the boys are confused." "Lily." His sharp tone ended in a growl. She fell
Nox curled up in a puff of black fur amidst the depths of Jayce's subconscious. The memory of his beloved Mate pinned beneath him while trapped in his frenzy. The fear in her eyes would forever be engraved in his mind. "Is this where you plan to hide from me?" Azura's sweet voice caused his tail to stir faintly. Even in his distress and misery, her presence still brought him a sense of joy. "You should not be here." He told her, weakly. "I do not wish to bring you more harm." "You never harmed me or Lily." She reassured him. He felt the weight of her along his side as she rested on him. "We thought we lost you for a moment, though." She admitted as she brushed her muzzle against his ear. "That terrified us." "I am not safe to be around, Azura." He growled softly as he pushed himself to his feet. "What if the next time I truly hurt you and Lily? What if I hurt the pups? Or kill..." "Nox." Azura spoke sternly, but with a layer of softness as she sat up. "I know you. Even in these
Seeing his tears and hearing his apologies broke Lily. For a moment, as everything finally fell quiet, all she could do was stare down at the unconscious body of her Mate laying atop her. What happened to him? To Nox? "Jayce?" She brushed his hair from his face. "Lily!" Aiden had sprinted over to her and slid to her side. "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?" He asked urgently. She shook her head before she turned her gaze back to Jayce. "Can you..?" "Here." Zalakai knelt down and took Jayce by the arm and hoisted him up. His Demonic form had also receded. Aiden took Jayce's other arm and together they pulled his unconscious body off of Lily. "His clothes." Lily remarked when a leather jacket fell onto her chest. "Don't worry about his lack of attire." Rayleigh told her. Lily peered down, having forgotten that her clothes had torn away when she shifted. She rose to her feet, holding Rayleigh's leather jacket to her body. "We have to get him back to the house. He'll be out for a
"Dammit!" Jayce growled. "Calm down, Nox." He spoke through gritted teeth. The moment the damn Demon antognized him, Nox practically went berserk. He didn't blame his Wolf for just wanting to protect his Mate, but he would've settled by now. There was something wrong. Something very wrong. "You idiot!" The familiar feisty tone of Rayleigh sent a shiver through him. The women were back. Lily was back... "Nox, stop!" He grabbed onto Nox's leg, attempting to drag him back, but the large Wolf kicked him aside. Jayce grunted as he falls back onto his ass. "Lily..." Nox growled deeply. Jayce pushed himself to his feet when he noticed in the persception that Zalakai seemed to hesitate. Why? After coaxing him for so long. The Demon's eyes seemed to shift away for a moment. There. A soft crunch of boot against the dry grass. Was it Rayleigh? Zalakai would only hesitate if it came to her, right? Nox's fur bristled as he bared his teeth. A dark mist filtered through his sharp teeth. His pier
The ground quaked beneath her as her eyes snapped open. Snarls thundered through the clearing. The first she noticed was Dante crouched in front of Willow protectively, his gaze fixed on something across from them. Next, she realized arms had embraced her and Amira, who had been sitting beside her. Aiden had been holding them for how long she wasn't sure, but his grip was of iron though. She couldn't fully sense it, but his Wolf was on high alert. Nox!Lily's head swiveled around until she found what was going on. Zalakai, in his pure Demonic form, was in a pin against her Mate, also in his true form. The ground had torn up with dirt and grass scattered about. Zalakai and Jayce were in a grappled stalemate, each with their own fair share of exchanging wounds. "Jayce!" Lily pulled herself from Aiden. "Don't!" Aiden grabbed her arm to restrain her. "This is his mess to deal with." "What the Hell happened?" Amira asked him. "Zalakai antagonized Jayce," Dante informed them. Willow g
"Explain to us what you have learned so far of Karmina." Hecate requested as she linked her hands in front of herself. "She's tucked herself away in an abandoned mansion a previous Werewolf King had lived in." Amira stated. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a folded up map she had put there earlier. She laid it out over the table. "Based on Willow's previous visions, the location is marshlands surrounded by plains or dead trees." "Would you know the locations of where Nox was at one point?" Lily asked Leto. Leto inclined her head with a slight frown. "I am afraid once I gave life to the Werewolf King, his whereabouts were none of my concern." "And that is where you failed." Hecate clipped. Willow gave the Goddess a stern look, and the deity turned her chin away. "You're not exactly guilt-free here either, Hecate." Willow added in. The Goddess scoffed softly, but her posture eased slightly. "Even when we questioned Xander, he has a minimum recollection of how they
What a way to stand out. Rayleigh silently observed the other women that accompanied their Goddesses. She was unaware of Lily's devotion to Leto or if there was devotion at all, but the Goddess seemed rather doting on her. Like a mother to their child. Then there was Amira alongside Artemis, but instead of a parental figure that Leto aired for Lily, Artemis and Amira were as colleagues. A mentor and student, perhaps. Artemis had taken off her bow and was going over step by step of its creation while Amira listened intently. Rayleigh was mildly aware of Amira dabbling with bows over the past year now before crossing the waters to retrieve the Werewolf Queen. She just wasn't aware of how seriously Amira was taking the Hunter role now. Rayleigh glanced back as Hecate, a towering presence, glided in alongside Willow. Willow, a soft and innocent woman, looked out of place beside the night Goddess. Hecate, who not only radiated with otherworldly beauty but also had a confidence about he
The presence of the Goddesses was overwhelming. It surprised her that her knees hadn't buckled yet. Leto's kind and welcoming smile. Hecate's cool yet stern gaze. Artemis's curious incline of her head. It was an unexpected trio to come across. But perhaps, not so much unexpected. Lily was the first to follow Leto up into the ruined temple. The Wolves that acted as a barrier had curved around Lily as well in the same protective manner. Though, she believed it was more so for the sake of the Wolf that resided in Lily now than the Human counterpart. Amira took her place alongside Artemis without question. The Huntress placed a hand on Amira's shoulder and gave her a squeeze of reassurance. There was a silence between them, but words didn't need to be spoken. There was an understanding between them that a shared look was the only thing necessary. Rayleigh trailed along after Amira quietly. She seemed out of place here. Was she questioning her own beliefs? Willow was aware that Rayleig