Soft groans echoed around the room. Bodies draped over one another. Skeletal deformities. Whimpers and last gasps before death took hold. Black mist blanketed the ground. Tendrils snaked over and under the corpses at her feet. Tangled in the cold stench of death. Another last breath. Life faded from a young Dark Witch's eyes. Dark energy pulsed from within her body, circulated from her and into Karmina. Slowly, she drank the life essence from the young Witch. Just as she did with the others. In the dim light of a flickering candle, color returned to her sickly pale skin. Her fingers that held this Witch's throat swelled up with blood. She let the body fall amongst the others. Death came swiftly to her, unlike the many that still groan and whimper for mercy. Such devote followers. Such weak creatures. If not for their devotion, however, she would still be locked away in that damned forsaken prison. Guarded by Asmodeus' guard dog of a son, Zalakai. Yes. She knew who he was. How could
The bright white light faded away, and the warmth of the sun seeped into her skin. The crash of waves against the cliff side raised alarms. Lily turned left and right. She spun a full three sixty. This wasn't the suite she remembered being in. Her bare feet rested on cool cracked marble stone tiles. Pillars raised up along the edge of the open concept of a temple. A few pillars near the center of the structure lay collapsed and broken, with the ceiling above having caved in. Sea salt was clear in the air. Soft warning growls drew her attention to several large Wolves further into the temple. At first, the furs on the necks raised up to appear larger and threatening, but after a moment they sniffed the air and their demeanor suddenly changed. Lily took a step back as the Wolves approached her. Tails swayed and their ears slightly back. "They mean no harm." A woman's airy voice spoke up. Lily glanced over to find a slender, tall woman step up onto the landing from behind the temple.
A trembling motion stirred the young Wolf pup awake. She sat up quickly, still half asleep. Another rumble. An earthquake? Her eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly. Everything remained as they were. Pictures hung on the walls. Figurines stationary on shelves. Yet the tremor occurred a third time. Inside her head. It was minor the first two times, which had confused her that an earthquake was taking place. "Dad?" Myra called out nervously. She rolled herself out of bed and made her way to her bedroom door. "Dad!" "Myra." Her father's grovel voice reached her from down the hall. She peered down to his bedroom door, where she found Jayce leaned up against his doorframe for support. "Dad?" Alarms went off in her head. She sensed that something was off with him. Especially with her mother in the hospital again. They did not give her many details about the situation, but it wasn't rocket science. Her mother was changing. She has always sensed that since her brothers were born. Lily wa
"Nox isn't a monster, though." Lily protested. "He's gentle and loving." "He is now that he has you." Leto retorted. The Goddess smiled warmly. "You tamed the beast while no other could." She cast her eyes out over the seamless waters. "The King carried a hungry that he just could not satisfy." "So, you created his Queen." Lily said. "Why did you wait so long to help him?" "He is still my child." Leto said. "I could not keep a muzzle on him." She sighed. "Though, the wars waged and the blood that was shed. I could have stopped it all, but deities are restricted from intervening with mortal and Supernatural affairs." "Until now." Lily leaned forward slightly to gaze at Leto's face. "Can I get an answer about who I truly am, then?" The one question she wasn't entirely prepared to hear answered, however. Leto side glanced at her before she peered down at the brown Wolf beside Lily. "Would it be rude of me to answer your question with another question?" "I'm afraid I won't have muc
It had been a week since Lily collapsed into a coma. The media hadn't caught wind of it yet, thankfully, so her father could be with her in peace. Although, some questions raised during that time about where she was. Her mother missed several meetings and was questioned about her lack of attendance. Her grandmother was able to put a stop to that before it could get out of hand next. Grandpa Derrick and her Uncle Elias have been keeping her and her brothers' company while her father visited her mother frequently. She didn't quite understand the Mate Bond yet, aside from the sacred link behind it. As desperate as she wanted to see her mother, she knew she needed to stick close to Zyrus and Sylar. To protect them. Just as her father asked her to do. "Myra, darling?" Penelope spoke up from beyond her door. "Come down for breakfast, dear. Your father cooked your favorite." The sound of Penelope's heels clicked against the tile as they faded from the door. Myra zipped up her backpack afte
His phone buzzed on the desk beside him. He raised a brow when he recognized the school number on the screen. "It's the first day. What trouble did she get herself into already?" He sighed as he picked up the call. "Jayce." "Good morning, Jayce." He recognized Melonie's voice. "I apologize if I'm interrupting you in anything." "Not at all." He said. "Is everything alright with Myra? The boys?" "Oh, from what I heard, the boys are doing alright." Melonie seemed to hesitate, however. "Did something happen to Myra?" He asked again as he slowly rose from his seat. "I need you to come down here." She lowered her voice. "You need to see this for yourself." Her words were cryptic to him. Was Myra okay? What happened to his daughter?---------- When he arrived to the school, the halls were eerily quiet. He could hear the soft murmurs behind the classroom doors, but none were focused on the lessons. No. All the attention was on the door. With each pass, he found children and teachers sta
She didn't know what came over her. First she was at Leto's temple, then she met Azura. Everything was a blur afterwards. A howl that pierced her ears. Pain that twisted her bones. The sudden urge to bolt. She had control, yet she didn't. The soil and grass beneath her paws were soft. Dirt kicked up behind her. Trees meshed together as she darted past. The smells. Everything correlated into one cloud of complex scents she couldn't differentiate. The sounds. Birds chirped in the higher branches as she ran under them. Squirrels scurried up tree trunks to evade her path. Rabbits hid under the shadowed brush. They stayed clear of her. Lily! Jayce's voice shouted in her head. Fear took her. Her legs carried her faster. How will he take it? Her change? God, what if she was repulsive to him? Lily! Slow down!In the distance behind her, she heard him. His enormous paws trailed after her. Closing the gap between them. She jumped out past the tree line into a clearing. A shallow stream se
Jayce leaned against the doorframe to Myra's room. His little pup was still asleep by the time they all returned to his estate. Lily sat beside her daughter, her fingers gently caressed the sleeping child's face. Everything was happening too quickly and left him little to no time to process anything. Lily's awake now, but has awoken her Wolf spirit. The thought still wasn't easy to digest. All these years and he didn't have a clue. She wasn't to blame, though. She was just as much in the dark as he was. His eyes trailed over her. Golden locks shimmered in the late morning light. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds. Lily was still his Lily. Her scent had changed drastically. Others were bound to take notice, just as Aiden did. He felt his cousin's gaze on him now as he approached him, but he refused to take his eyes off of Lily and Myra. "The others are in your office." Aiden said as he stopped beside him and turned his gaze into the room. "She took the change better than I expected, ho
Her heart was in her throat. As she stood in front of the Pack House. Jayce, after making the call, was informed that Damien was still at the Pack House, recovering. As well as Erica being at his side. "Do you need a moment?" Jayce asked her as he held open the door. Lily let out a shaky breath. "No. No more waiting." Jayce gave her a small smile as he took her hand and led her inside. The Pack House was busy. His Warriors were preparing with all weaponry available in their arsenal. Jayce's men looked relieved to see them again. Each one arched their necks in respect as they walked past. "It's an adjustment." Lily smiled awkwardly. "Having gone to a Rogue community who don't care what title you carry, to a home where everyone looks up to you." "It was a small reprieve." Jayce admitted. His hand grasped hers. "For once, not having others turn to me as their leader, but just as another Wolf." His eyes softened. "It was a different perspective, but a necessary one." "Jayce..." Lil
Home. He set the bags on the bed, his eyes swept the room. It had only been a week since they departed from here, but it seemed like months since they've been gone. There was much to do before the battle happened. The talk with the other Alphas. Finalizing safety protocol with the Pack members that hadn't left. Damien. "Damien." He murmured softly. He hadn't heard anything after what had happened. Aside from being stabilized, he hadn't heard from his Beta, his best friend. Was he alright? Angry? Disappointed? "Jayce?" Lily's soft voice reached his ears from the doorway. He hadn't heard her come to the room. "Do you want to see him?" "I will." He reassured her, but hesitance still lingered. Lily sensed it and walked over to wrap her arms around his waist. "Everything will be okay. I'm sure he missed you just as much as you missed him." "Will you confront Erica?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "The last time you two were together, it wasn't pleasant." Lily
The familiar foyer was a sight for sore eyes. The warmth and security of their home was a long wait that was overdue. Everything appeared as it should. No Undead wandering about. No decaying wallpapers or blood streaks of violence. Tidy. Clean. Home. Lily released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "We're back." She whispered. "I never realized how much I missed home until a situation occurs." Jayce voiced alongside her. The tension in his shoulders easing slightly. His nose wrinkled as he picked up the scents. "I'll be..." "Jayce? Lily?" A young male voice chipped in from the kitchen. A tall, more on the slender side version of Jayce peeked his head from around the kitchen doorway. His short black hair pushed back from his face as he grinned. "Shit, you're home." "Elias." Lily smiled instantly as Jayce's younger brother walked over to greet them. "How long have you been here?" She asked as she hugged him. "It feels like I haven't seen you in months. When did you get so
"Are you sure you don't want to wait another day?" Aiden asked Willow as they all walked down the dirt road. "I don't think one more day won't hurt us if you need to gather yourself after that ordeal." A handful of children ran by, laughing like the fight to come was nonexistent. Carefree regardless of the nightmare his community suffered through just a few days ago. Willow shook her head adamantly. "We can't continue to delay every time Karmina throws a wrench in our plans." "I'm afraid she's right." Dante agreed. He had discarded his ichor stained vest and switched out his slacks for a fresh pair. "As much as I desire a reprieve from Karmina's stunt, the longer we hold off, the stronger she will get." "Will Winston cover for you in the mean time?" Lily asked as her eyes swept over the shops and houses they walked past. "I trust Winston to keep things running no matter what." Aiden adjusted the strap on his shoulder. "Besides, my mom will also be here." He felt Amira's quick gla
Willow's gasped loudly before she coughed heavily. "Willow!" Dante wrapped his arms around her after Jayce released her and stepped away. She dry heaved while she clung to Dante. "My sweet Pixie, what on Earth happened to you?" He pushed her hair back from her face. "Karmina had her." Jayce coughed, his voice partially warped. He ran a hand over his face as he turned away from everyone. Lily walked past Willow as Dante tended to her and approached Jayce. "Nox?" She called out gently as she placed a hand on Jayce's arm. His body tensed under her touch. His fingers parted enough to show his Wolf eyes. "Are you alright? Did she hurt you to?" Lily asked worriedly. He let out a sigh. While he kept a hand over his face, perhaps not to alarm the others, his other hand rested over hers. "It's strange diving into someone else's mind that is not my Mate or children." He admitted gruffly. "Perhaps you see them as part of the Pack more than you realized." She stated. Jayce lowered his hand
"Willow?" Dante's concerned tone drew Jayce's attention, along with the others. As he peered back, he found Willow stock still just past the entryway. Her eyes glazed over milky white. Dante had taken her hand in his, his eyes searching her face as he waited. "A vision?" Amira asked as she set a foot on the first step. "It's nothing out of the ordinary." Aiden huffed softly as he switched his grip on one bag. "She'll come out of it in a moment." Dante reassured, yet his shoulders appeared tense. "Her visions don't hurt her, do they?" Lily asked worriedly as she stood beside Jayce. "No. They're pretty harmless." Dante confirmed, as he brushed Willow's bangs from her eyes. "She told me they feel real while she's... away." He tilted his head from side to side as he tried to explain. "But no physical harm." Jayce studied Willow carefully. The way her brows seemed to draw just a fraction closer together. The way her lips part in the slightest bit. "Does she normally react outwardly
"Sounds like they patched things up." Aiden cleared his throat as he moved away from the staircase. "How do you know?" Willow asked, perplexed. Aiden tapped his ear. "It can be a blessing and a curse." The once naive young girl wouldn't have guessed what he meant by that, but the grown young woman felt her cheeks flush lightly from the inclination. Aiden joined Amira by the front door as she went over the duffle bags. "Got everything you need?" "Weapons, both blade and gun. Medical kits. The bow." She pointed to each bag. "To list a few." "Clothes?" He chuckled softly. Amira, without missing a beat, held up the backpack. "Ah. Good." The wooden floor creaked from the second floor as Jayce and Lily emerged. Lily's cheeks were still lightly flushed while Jayce had a small smirk on his lips. "You both look well." Willow commented. Lily looked down at the group as they descended the steps. She averted her gaze shyly while Jayce made no attempt to hide their intimate encounter earlier
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