~(Rayne) I woke up suddenly before my alarm. I sat up and was confused about my recent dream. It felt so real. I touched my top lip and realized the feeling of his soft tongue was lingering. Wynter had dreamt with me as well, while she wasn't there in my dream for some reason, but she remembers it all. She was howling about my Demon and how close we were to him. In any normal situation the thought of him would have sent a spike of fear shooting straight through my chest. But for some reason I found myself almost missing him… I blamed the dream for my sudden change of heart, though I knew the feeling wouldn’t last. Wynter’s approval was prevalent in her howls. “Maybe we should get to know him?” Wynter stated with a pout. That thought made me nervous and excited. Maybe. I thought, as I got ready and headed out the door to patrol. But when I turned to close my front door I froze. Taped dead center to my door was a flier with Eric’s face plastered right on it. He was smilin
I took one last look at myself in the mirror, satisfied with my appearance. I had found the most perfect dress for tonight. It was solid gold and shimmered in the light with a set of black chains hanging off the single shoulder. I decided even though it was scarily close to the dress from my dream, it was not the same color so it would suffice. Plus, I really liked that whole one shoulder thing. It was shorter than I intended, but it fit well, accentuating my curves. I paired it with some gold 6 inch heels. They had black and gold straps that went up over my ankle, also very similar to my dream. My hair fell to my waist in waves. I decided it was time for a new style. Plus I really liked my hair in that dream, so why not? Gold eyeshadow adorned my eyelids, with black in the creases, and black mascara to match. On my lips was a glitter gold gloss. Not too overpowering, just enough to show a hint of glitter in the right lighting. I felt bangin’ hot and ready to go. Wynter let out
~(Alpha Drake) I headed into the club knowing that more than half of my pack would be there or following shortly. The Edge was a place where the creatures of the Underworld frequented, along with Humans. It made an interesting collaboration, for lack of a better word. I forbid my pack from going here without myself present, as we have had issues with the other species before. When I'm here, no one dares step to me or my pack. Perks of being who I am. With everyone knowing my history, it makes it easy to be left alone. They know that I would do anything for those loyal in my pack, but those who disobey don't end up so lucky. It's easier for me to kill them than punish them, and wonder if they will do it again or not. I had complete control over everyone. Everyone… except Rayne. She was my problem child. Escaping death previously for disobeying because of that damn Reaver. And since then, she's been far from obedient. I could feel her slipping from my control and I hate
~(Rayne) My blood was boiling, how could Alpha Drake expect me to want anything to do with him after how he's always acted towards me? His hand against my throat, my back against the wall, such a familiar position we always found ourselves in. He was unpredictable, and I guess this is what made him so terrifying. He couldn't keep his temper under control, in turn causing his Wolf to lose it. And he couldn’t control his Wolf either. To say he was hot headed was an understatement. His temper just didn't mesh well with my newfound cockiness towards him, thanks to my Demon. "You will not talk back to me again." The venom in his voice was oozing as he enunciated every word. I was fucking raging at this point, and I just lost it. I wasn't even sure what I was doing but it was like my hand knew exactly what to do. "I will do whatever I choose." I spat, and as if instinct took over, I slammed my hand into the middle of his chest. Alpha Drake then went flying into the adjace
~(Raziel) I had felt the pull of magic coming from Rayne as it was materializing in her palm. Being a High Priest had its advantages. I could zone in on any Reaver and know what powers they were using at any given time. I could do it to any creature, but why waste my time? It wasn't something I really used often, or even cared about. But since Rayne started dreamwalking I had kept my eye on her in case other powers started to emerge. It’s a good thing I did. As soon as I felt it, I instantly focused on her and materialized where she was. I ended up at The Edge, in the doorway of the second floor. I scoffed. A night club huh? Lovely. Our kind rarely frequented places such as these. We had, what you could call, a reputation... I looked up just in time to see her throw Alpha Drake into the adjacent wall in a fury of green flames. It took me a minute to register what had happened as I was in awe at her appearance. She was wearing my color, gold. And I had not influenced h
~(Rayne) I was definitely feeling the alcohol after my drink, the partial amount of Alpha Drake's drink, and Raziel’s drink. They didn't go light on us Wolves knowing that we didn't get drunk like Humans. I probably had the equivalent of 10 shots, if I were to guess. Not that I was even drunk, but definitely feeling good. You know, that lowered inhibition feeling good. I looked up into Raziel’s eyes and I wasn't even afraid of him. Probably the alcohol talking… definitely the alcohol talking. I was still somewhat in shock after the events that unfolded. Actually, I was in denial mostly. I had launched Alpha Drake across the room with only my hand. I acted like I didn't see the green flames, but I did, and I've seen them before from Raziel... I was just too afraid to bring it up. I vaguely remembered my mother and Alpha Drake being suspended in green flames. A twinge of realization hit me. I may be more than just a Wolf... at this time it was probably due to the alcohol, b
~(Rayne) Roman had dropped me off a little early, I blamed it on the night's events. But really, I didn’t even mind because I was eager to get home. The whispers were deafening after my Demon left the club and I was just waiting for someone to dare to come up and ask me about him. Only the Gods know how I would have reacted. His words infiltrated my mind again, as they had for the 3,000th time. The rumors he started, deliberately. I tried to ignore it and shift my focus to my newfound powers, or whatever this was. I had always wondered why my mother and I had platinum, a precious metal, colored eyes, when no one else I had ever met did. I had always heard the stories of Reavers and their precious metal obsessions. How their eyes and voices matched, but never put it together until now. I can't be just a Wolf, I had to be something more. This made me wonder, for the first time in a very long time, if my father was a Reaver, and if I was actually a Hybrid. I could do the thi
~(Raphael) I was dreamwalking my own dream to get some peace and quiet and let myself read a bit. I never really got much time to myself, running a multitude of Covens and all. So my escape was in my dreams. I had just downed a second glass of brandy, which I had just turned silver, when I felt a presence. "Strange… now who would be daring enough to enter my dreams?" I questioned Axel, my Wolf. "It feels like a woman, sir." He said. "Curious… shall we go see, or let her find us?" I inquired. "Looks like she's already on her way up, sir." Axel said. I set my glass down and headed towards my bedroom door just as I heard a stunning voice say my name. "Raphael." I was surprised. I opened the door and locked eyes with the most beautiful pair of platinum silver eyes I had ever seen. This woman standing before me was stunning, to say the least. I took a minute to take in her beauty. Axel was howling his approval in my mind. She was wearing a simple gold sports bra and
I mentally stumbled, reeling from the sudden revelation as I spoke to Wynter in stunned inquiry. "What??! How?!" Wynter's response was a mirror of my own shock, her mental voice rising to a shriek. "I have no idea, Rayne!! Oh my god!" Before I could further process this bombshell, Raziel had closed the gap between us and swept me into his arms, his eyes blazing with exhilaration. "I knew it!" He exclaimed, his voice trembling with emotion. "I fucking knew it, but I just had to be sure." My mind reeled as I struggled to comprehend the impossible. "How is this happening?! I thought my mate bond was gone?!" I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a chaotic mix of confusion and awe. And then, as if summoned by the turmoil of emotions, The Shadows emerged for everywhere and nowhere. Their dark presence coalesced from the very air itself to envelop us in an icy, unsettling chill. The Shadows' emergence seemed to have a palpable, living quality to it, as if every Shadow that existe
My entire pack was here! Roman came in behind me yelling surprise and blowing into one of those little horns that made an obnoxious noise. You know, the ones with the streamers on the end. I couldn’t help but laugh at his childlike nature. I could smell the burgers and plethora of other grilled foods being prepared. Looking towards the mouthwatering smells I could see Wolves from the pack out cooking. Even though I swear we had just eaten, I definitely wanted to eat whatever it was they were making. There was an open bar on the other side of the arena that I spotted, which I was definitely going to partake in, and I noted that the whole arena was decorated in gold decorations. As I scanned the crowd, I noticed that every single person was adorned with some touch of gold, whether it was a subtle accent or a more elaborate display. The synchronicity was striking, and I felt a thrill of delight as I realized that everyone's attire perfectly complemented my own gold dress. It
(6 Months later)Things had been going well in the pack. I had been helping with training and doing other side jobs for Alpha Drake. Our relationship had really blossomed into something amazing. I was no longer afraid of him or disgusted by him. We were strictly professional, with an occasional flirty comment from him, that I mostly just ignored. Nothing too wild though. It was more fun than anything. I realized that he was only this way with me, and usually only without the presence of others. He still had an image to maintain and I understood that. Since moving in with Raziel, I'd learned that being part of my pack was an essential part of who I was. The brief period of separation had left me feeling restless and unfulfilled. But now that I'd settled back into a routine with the pack, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I was grateful that Raziel understood and respected my need for balance in my life. He didn't mind that I was still deeply connected to the pack, and hi
Once we made it back to his room I sat him down on his bed and looked into his golden orbs. But before I could speak he took my face in his hands. “I am sorry I lied to you about Jae and what happened. I know this is what you refer to because this is the only thing I have ever hidden from you and regardless of my intent, I know it was wrong. I promise never to hide anything from you, ever again.” There wasn’t even a moment when I thought I wouldn’t forgive him, but this made it even more clear that I was willing to go through a lot for this man. “Thank you, for keeping it from me. Honestly, I wasn’t in the mindset to handle such a devastating loss. But I am now, and I’m ok.” I said. I figured I would tell him about Jae and Jordan, but not right now. I was exhausted. Dying, and then being reincarnated by The Shadows, really took its toll. As tired as I was, my mind was still racing. Although I was still upset at Raphael, the hatred I was feeling before was completely gone.
~(Rayne)I felt weightless, as if suspended in mid-air. It was disorienting, considering I could've sworn I was just being propelled through the earth at breakneck speed. But when I finally materialized, I found myself standing in a familiar yet unsettling landscape. The scenery around me seemed to match the area just outside the pack arena in Maine, but something was off. A gaping hole, which I was certain I had just emerged from, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, I stood amidst an eerie stillness, the sky above tinged with an ominous reddish hue that cast an unnatural glow over everything. There were many Wolves here training, and I could hear them being led by an unknown male voice. He sounded powerful, with conviction. I made my way to the arena and looked inside. I was right, a strong looking male figure was teaching about 25 Wolves. I leaned on the side of the arena bleachers and watched. Some of the Wolves training looked young, like children. Others were full
~(Raziel) This battle had been ruthless, and knowing that it was pointless to even try and intervene, I was somewhat enjoying the show. Things seemed as if they were coming to a head, but what would that outcome entail? These were the questions I wasn’t sure I wanted the answers to. I looked up at my brother and we locked eyes just as he sent multiple giant black fireballs hurtling my way. Beside me, Alpha Drake dodged to safety, and I instantly materialized to the side, narrowly avoiding the inferno. But Roman remained paralyzed, frozen in shock, utterly helpless. I knew I couldn't reach him in time. That's when I witnessed a selfless act that would haunt me forever. Rayne materialized directly in front of Roman, positioning herself to bear the full force of the attack. I watched in unspeakable horror as the twin fireballs struck her with unrelenting ferocity, the blast slamming into her chest with devastating precision. My heart plummeted, sinking like a stone into the
Raphael barely had time to regain his footing before I launched both fans at him with deadly precision, hoping to connect with flesh once again. He materialized out of the way, but he was still a second too late as one of my fans bit deep into his calf muscle. A triumphant smirk spread across my face as I watched my fans, with almost sentient loyalty, boomerang back into my waiting hands, ready to be wielded again in our dance of vengeance. The Darkness once again asserted its influence, healing Raphael's wounds with an otherworldly swiftness. But what happened next caught me off guard. With a sudden, sharp motion, Raphael clenched his fist, and my fans were torn from my grasp, flying toward him as if drawn by an unseen force. I expected him to catch them, but instead, he unleashed a black fireball that struck the fans with incredible accuracy, shattering them into a hundred glittering fragments. Blades and shards of gold spun through the air, suspended for a moment in a dea
As much as I didn’t want to see him, Raphael was honestly looking like a gorgeous, dark God. I couldn't deny that I was attracted to him. It was impossible not to be. He had on a solid black suit with a silver suit vest and silver shoes. His dark hair was perfectly positioned on his head in a neat short cut. He never had a hair out of place. He had stubble on his chin, which made him look a little gruff. His silver eyes were solid black, as black as night. He was absolutely breathtaking in this form. But what caught me off guard was the unexpected, visceral pull I felt towards him. It was a sensation that was decidedly absent before. This newfound attraction was unmistakably sensual, igniting a spark of desire within me that I neither welcomed nor understood. My frustration mounted as I struggled to come to terms with this unwelcome development. My mark reacted out of its own volition. It must have sensed Raphael’s feelings for me, and responded by burning with an intense,
Alpha Drake was in his office talking to Roman. He looked up and I could see a brief flash of fear followed by worry, snake through his eyes. My smile seemed to calm his mind though. “Hi Alpha!” I said excitedly. I ran up to him and threw my arms around him. He stood there for a moment in complete shock. I had never done anything like that before, especially not in front of another Wolf from the pack. I was a little worried what his reaction might be knowing he had an image to uphold. But then he slowly wrapped me in a bear hug, calming all of my previous worries. My mark raged out of control, its fiery energy surging to a fever pitch. I couldn't help but wonder if it was somehow attuned to the emotions of those around me, burning brighter in response to their feelings. I wondered if it burned worse when they were in proximity as a warning, or if it just didn’t like Alpha Drake. I ignored it, pulled away and smiled, then looked over and locked eyes with Roman. I coul